Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 1538 Absolutely Shocking
"It's not over with me? Can you still bite me?"

Yang Xuan was disdainful, shook his head and sneered, "I have already refined the divine blood, your defeated general will die of this heart!"

Han Daosheng has the blood of the ancient gods. If he can swallow that drop of divine blood, his blood will be strengthened. Unfortunately, the divine blood is gone. No matter how much Han Daosheng wanted, he could only end up disappointed.

"God's blood is what the Son of God must have. I even paid for it with two Ancient God Fruits. How can you just grab it? Even if you eat it in your stomach, I want you to spit it out."

Han Daosheng's eyes were about to burst, his eyes looked like he wanted to eat people, Yang Xuan snatched the blood of the gods in front of the world, this was not only a groundbreaking for Tai Sui, but also a ruthless robbery.

Even if Emperor Xuanling Buddha came in person, there is no reason to take it.

Buddhism speaks a word of reason in everything, and Han Daosheng does not believe that Xuanling Buddha Emperor, a great Buddhist emperor, will ignore the Buddhist laws and continue to protect Yang Xuan.

"Let me spit it out? The tone is really not small. If you have the ability, you can come up and try it."

Yang Xuan was calm and unhurried, with his hands behind his back. Now he doesn't pay attention to Han Daosheng at all, and he is confident that he can fight with him purely with his body.

It is true that Han Daosheng is the proud son of the gods, and his strength is not weak, but he is not an ordinary real fairyland monk.

Leaving aside the physical body, his cultivation has reached the peak of the real fairyland, and his mana contains a large amount of solar fire, and he even inherited some kind of natal supernatural power of the sun bird.

Taking this opportunity, he also happened to try the power of that supernatural power, so naturally he didn't mind using Han Daosheng as a whetstone.

Some people are born extremely conceited and arrogant, so they should take action and teach them a lesson.

"Boy, if you take the divine blood by force, you must die. Even if Emperor Xuanling Buddha comes, it will be useless, not to mention that Emperor Xuanling Buddha is far away in the Buddha's realm, so he may not come to save you."

At this moment, Han Wuji also spoke, his voice was full of murderous intent, he looked at Yang Xuan as if he was looking at a dead person, as if everything was under his control.

With his cultivation and strength, he is naturally far from being the opponent of Xuanling Buddha Emperor, but he is more than enough to deal with Yang Xuan, without any effort.

"I don't need the Xuanling Buddha Emperor to save me, and I never thought of surviving under the protection of others."

Yang Xuandao.

"Ants are still alive, I can only say that you are too arrogant, and I will never be soft when dealing with arrogant lunatics like you, shameless juniors."

Han Wuji said coldly.

"In terms of arrogance, Han Daosheng next to you is much better than me, and in terms of shamelessness, I am far inferior to you. Do you really think that I am a soft persimmon, and you can pinch it as you want?"

Yang Xuan yelled, not showing weakness, and slapped Han Wuji in the face in front of the world, making You Yunjing, Fang Baiyu, Li Minghua, Liu Qing, Zhou Zheng, or many juniors in the city feel unparalleled shock.

And Feng Shaobao, who hated Yang Xuan to the bone, was almost not scared to death, and he completely gave up his plan to seek revenge on Yang Xuan.

This kind of lunatic who is not afraid of heaven and earth will never feel better if he provokes him. Feng Shaobao looked at Yang Xuan with endless fear.

"You still dare to be rampant when you are about to die. If the old man smashes your corpse into thousands of pieces today, your bones will be turned into ashes, and the hatred in your heart will be hard to get rid of."

Han Wuji was furious, his face was blue and red, he had already decided to get rid of Yang Xuan, even if he was killed by Emperor Xuanling Buddha afterwards, he would not hesitate.

"This son is mine, and I will kill him with my own hands."

Han Daosheng gritted his teeth and said, the enmity between him and Yang Xuan was irresolvable, if he didn't kill Yang Xuan with absolute strength today, he would lose face and reputation in the future.

"Since that's the case, the old slave will fight for the young master. Hmph, the old man wants to see if there is a guy who dares to intervene after eating the bear's heart."

During Han Wuji's speech, he looked around the audience with cold eyes, especially staying on Patriarch Yuhua for a while longer. Although he didn't say anything, Patriarch Yuhua's face darkened and the crowd felt dark.

Han Wuji's attitude clearly shows that he is determined to kill Yang Xuan, even if the Heavenly King and Lao Tzu come.

"Is the Immortal King very powerful? I am not afraid of you. If you really piss me off, I will make you lose your skin if I blow myself up."

The Nine Heavens Winged Dragon shouted, as if it was about to come up to help Yang Xuan.

"Just stay quiet."

Yang Xuan lowered his head and swept the Nine Heavens Pterosaur, then turned his gaze to Han Daosheng, and said mockingly: "If you want to kill me, you can't just rely on your mouth."

"This son of God will use all his strength in the future, and you, you'd better stop trying to hide your strength, or you will definitely die in the end."

The voice was still there, Han Daosheng had already soared into the sky, with surging mana and killing intent, he confronted Yang Xuan across the air.

"Depending on you, I still can't make me come up with all the means."

Yang Xuan curled his lips, unfolded the Great Void Technique, and suddenly disappeared from the spot. When he reappeared, he had already arrived in front of Han Daosheng.

"So fast!"

Han Daosheng's pupils shrank, and Yang Xuan's speed made him a little shocked. He asked himself that he possessed extreme speed, but he might not be able to beat Yang Xuan.

"Dare to be distracted during the battle? Give me a punch!"

Yang Xuan yelled violently, swung his right arm sideways, and punched out with a forceful and heavy punch, and a series of angry explosions erupted in an instant.

In this punch, he only used [-]% of his strength, but this [-]% of his strength was several times stronger than before he refined the divine blood.

A drop of the natal blood essence of the sun god bird not only advanced his bloodline, but also made his strength even more violent.

"Great Light Fist! Go to hell!"

Han Daosheng roared angrily, and he punched with a punch, and the punch was radiant. The wave of white magic power was boundless and vast like a river, and it contained the power of the law of light.

Yang Xuan was fearless, his fists were undiminished, and they collided with Han Daosheng's Great Brightness Fist without fancy.

boom!
There was a loud noise that shook the sky, and ripples appeared in the whole world, as if they were about to burst, and under this powerful confrontation, Yang Xuan and Han Daosheng both flew back one after another.

"It's terrible, this child's physical body is actually so powerful!"

"One force breaks ten thousand dharmas, this is the legendary one power breaks ten thousand dharmas, is this Lin Feng trying to prove the Tao with his own body!?"

At this moment, I don't know how many people exclaimed.

That Han Daosheng used secret techniques, but Yang Xuan was able to resist with his physical body, which can be seen from the strength of his physique.

Such a rare body refiner can't be challenged at all, and can only be dealt with with powerful mana, otherwise, if a punch is hit, the ordinary fairy will also be torn to pieces, and his body will be wiped out.

"Old Ancestor, is he really Lin Feng?"

Duan De opened his mouth wide, as if he didn't expect Yang Xuan to rely on his physical body to compete against Han Daosheng and other protoss gods without losing the slightest advantage.

"He is definitely not Lin Feng. The Lin Feng you know probably died in the barren mountains long ago."

Fang Baiyu hummed lightly.

"What nonsense are you talking about? I and you, Lin Feng, are good brothers. I know best whether he is Lin Feng."

Having said that, Duan De was still a little uncertain in his heart. After all, the former Lin Feng was too low-key, so low-key that he couldn't feel anything extraordinary.

But now, in his eyes, Lin Feng is showing his sharpness, looking down on the world, the contrast between the two is simply not too great.

"Whether he is Lin Feng or not, what does it matter to you?"

Patriarch Yuhua shook his head slightly, and said to Duan De: "You just need to remember that he treats you like a friend, and it's fine if he has no ill intentions towards you."

"The ancestor said that he is not Lin Feng..."

Duan De was stunned in place, he had practiced for so many years, if he still couldn't listen to the meaning of Yuhua ancestor's words, he would really be a fool.

(End of this chapter)