Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 17 Fierce
"It's arrogant!"

"Hmph, arrogance has a price to pay."

In the stands, many people sneered.

"You are very arrogant, I hope you won't kneel in front of me and beg for mercy later." Zhou Tong said angrily, his face became extremely gloomy, and Yang Xuan claimed in front of everyone that fists were enough to deal with him, which was completely humiliating Him, he almost ran away on the spot.

"Let's stop talking nonsense, let's fight." Yang Xuan waved his hands, ignoring Zhou Tong's anger.

"Fight, just fight, when I'm afraid you won't succeed?"

Zhou Tong yelled loudly, stepped on the ground with both feet, and there was a bang on the bluestone platform under his feet, and he rushed over suddenly, slamming his palm on Yang Xuan's chest.

This palm is the heart-destroying palm that Zhou Tong is proud of. The palm was thrown out, carrying a terrible dark force, extremely vicious, and pointed directly at Yang Xuan's left chest. I suspect that my heart will be shattered by the dark force.

Fortunately, he was physically strong, and he had practiced snake steps. His spine bent, like a spring, his body bounced up with a whoosh, and he jumped to the left, avoiding Zhou Tong's fierce palm.

"So fast!"

Zhou Tong was startled, but the evil spirit all over his body became more and more intense. He charged forward, strode after him, and once again used the Heart Destroying Palm.

As expected of a vicious palm technique, when the two palms were waved, they all carried a terrifying dark energy, and the air was hit by the impact, making a whining sound, like boiling water, blown by a strong wind.

However, no matter how ruthless the heart-destroying palm is, it is useless if it cannot hit someone.

Yang Xuan was like a poisonous snake that was preying. His low-lying figure was not walking in a straight line, but an irregular arc. When his figure was shaking, it was as fast as lightning, so that Zhou Tong's palms could only hit in the air. place.

Seeing this scene, the people in the stands were shocked and discussed.

"Damn, this is Yang Xuan's self-created snake step, it really lives up to its reputation!"

"Yeah, it's too fast!"

"Not only is it fast, but it's also very weird. It's impossible to predict his trajectory."

"I heard that he created two combat skills himself, but what is the other combat skill?"

"It seems to be called Jiujibeng. Outside the dining hall that day, he relied on Jiujibeng to defeat Tie Feng."

"Hey, Tie Feng is unlucky enough, he's still recuperating in bed."

……

"Damn it, this kid is obviously playing with me."

On the arena, Zhou Tong's face was livid, his palms were flying, and he hit the air again and again, but he still couldn't hit Yang Xuan. The most annoying thing was that Yang Xuan just ran around, only avoiding but not attacking.

humiliation!

Chi Guoguo's humiliation!

Zhou Tong was furious, with murderous intent in his eyes, and his attacks became sharper and sharper, but no matter how fierce his offensive was, he always fell short, and Yang Xuan was able to dodge it every time.

Puff!

Another slap failed, Zhou Tong's face turned purple, and he shouted violently: "Bastard, don't jump around like a monkey."

"Haha, as you wish." Yang Xuan laughed loudly, his snake steps broke out, his speed was at full speed, and in the blink of an eye, the person appeared in front of Zhou Tong.

Boom boom boom!
He blasted out his fists, and the air exploded, ready to defeat his opponent with strength.

"It's just in time, I'll let you try the real power of Heart-Breaking Palm." What Zhou Tong was waiting for was Yang Xuan's tough fight with him.

"Bang bang..."

The two fought hand-to-hand, and the force collided, the whole arena was shaking and dust was flying.

In just a few breaths, the fists of the two collided dozens of times, extremely fierce, and finally Zhou Tong retreated, his chest heaved violently, his face was pale, and blood was faintly overflowing from the corners of his mouth.

In the Sifang stands, a group of people were stunned. No one expected that Yang Xuan would be so powerful, and he used his fists to force back the heart-breaking palm Zhou Tong.

Not only was he forced to retreat, the corner of Zhou Tong's mouth was bloody, obviously he had suffered an internal injury.

"You, you're okay!?" Zhou Tong was shocked, staring at Yang Xuan, his expression was uncertain, he really lost his sight, he didn't expect Yang Xuan's strength to be so powerful, especially strength, the most terrifying, completely Destroyed the dark energy of the palm of the heart.

"How can it be fine, my fists are a little numb!" Yang Xuan shook his head and said with a faint smile.

As soon as these words came out, many people were speechless. They thought that it was a vicious and vicious heart-destroying palm. If you have nothing to do with it, it is really unreasonable.

However, no matter how everyone looked at him, they felt that he was a little embarrassed, because his smile was so bright.

"Okay, fine, I'll make you never laugh again."

Zhou Tong looked at Yang Xuan with a hippie smile, his heart was full of anger, he shouted, he rushed out, and slapped Yang Xuan hard on the head with his palm.

"Nine poles collapse, triple strength!" Yang Xuan didn't dodge, his right arm trembled violently three times in a thousandth of an instant, and he punched.

"boom!"

Zhou Tong came and went quickly, and was blown away by Yang Xuan's punch, and fell heavily to the edge of the ring, spitting blood from his mouth.

This scene shocked countless people!

Yang Xuan was indifferent, and punched Zhou Tong flying away, as if completely expected by him, he raised his foot, approached Zhou Tong with big strides, and said coldly: "Admit defeat, or die, choose yourself!"

"Admit defeat? Don't even think about it." Zhou Tong roared wildly and rose from the ground, ignoring the severe pain all over his body, and rushed towards Yang Xuan.

"court death!"

Yang Xuan snorted coldly, his aura soared, his body moved, and a gust of wind was brought up. He stretched out his right hand, with five fingers forming claws, and grabbed Zhou Tong's throat.

This move is obviously a throat lock in the hands of the eagle claws, and it can easily kill people.

"This kid is so ruthless!"

A group of elders from the outer sect secretly stood in awe. Yang Xuan's throat-locking hand would easily kill people, but they were relieved when they thought of Han Fang on the high platform.

"you……"

Zhou Tong's face changed, and he was a little caught off guard by Yang Xuan's fierce attack. In a hurry, he tried his best to use his heart-breaking palm to block it.

puff!puff!puff!
A series of blood splattered, Yang Xuan's right hand grabbed Zhou Tong's palm, and his five fingers pierced deeply into his flesh like a blade.

"what!"

The excruciating pain came, Zhou Tong screamed and went mad, kicked Yang Xuan's crotch viciously with one move.

"Mother, is it necessary to be so cruel? I haven't even married a wife and had children yet!"

Yang Xuan yelled strangely, but his face was not flustered. In his previous life, he was the fierce and famous Shura Demon Lord, and he had so much experience in fighting.

At the same time as he let out a strange cry, he grasped the right arm of Zhou Tong's palm and exerted force suddenly, like pulling onions on dry land, he swung Zhou Tong up and smashed it hard to the ground.

"boom!"

Cracks spread across the bluestone ring, and the broken rocks flew away. Zhou Tong was smashed half of his body, bloody and convulsed.

The whole audience was silent, no one thought that if Yang Xuan didn't make a move, he would be dead, and if he made a move, it would be so vicious.

Just now, like twisting a little chicken, he lifted Zhou Tong up and smashed it to the ground. This brutal and brutal style of play really made people sweat.

After being dazed for a moment, someone gasped and said, "I thought Zhou Tong was cruel enough, but I didn't expect Yang Xuan to be even more cruel than him!"

"Cough cough..."

Zhou Tong fell to the ground limply, his face turned pale due to excessive blood loss, he kept coughing up blood, and his spirits were exhausted to the extreme, but his physical body was indeed very strong, after being hit so hard, at this moment Struggling to get up.

"Can you still move?"

The corners of Yang Xuan's mouth turned up slightly, and immediately he grabbed Zhou Tong's palm with his big hand, and swung him up again.

This time Yang Xuan's strength was even stronger, and with a bang, the bluestone ground exploded one after another.

Zhou Tong fell to the ground so hard that he didn't know how many bones in his body were broken. The blood sprayed out one after another covered Yang Xuan's body, making him as terrifying as walking out of the Asura Hell.

Too bloody, too brutal!

Just can't bear to stare at it!
Many outside disciples in the stands felt their scalps go numb for a while, and subconsciously swallowed their saliva.

But the elders of the outer sect frowned slightly, and the beautiful woman said in a low voice: "This Yang Xuan is strong, but his attack is too ruthless."

The burly man in black shorts and an animal skin jacket shook his head and said, "This statement is wrong. A warrior must look like a warrior. Once he strikes, he must be ruthless. If he is not ruthless, he will be the one who dies."

"It's just a rivalry, is it necessary to be so ruthless?"

"So what if you are in the same sect, as long as you don't kill people."

"Ah, Yang Xuan, you, you are so ruthless!"

At this moment, a horrific scream came, and on the ring, Zhou Tong stared at Yang Xuan with extreme resentment.

However, with the screams from his mouth, many skins and flesh on his body began to crack, and scarlet blood continuously overflowed from his ears, eyes, nose, and mouth. It was as miserable as it could be.

"Compared to your heart-destroying palm, how ruthless is my trick?"

Yang Xuan curled his lips, ignored Zhou Tong's venomous gaze, stared at him condescendingly, without any emotion in his eyes, and asked, "I'll ask again, admit defeat, or die?"

"Ah, I will not admit defeat, never admit defeat."

Zhou Tong roared wildly, with a mad killing intent in his eyes.

"If that's the case, then I'll fulfill you."

Yang Xuan's face turned cold, and he exerted strength with his arms, swinging him up again.

"Yang Xuan, stop."

Han Fang on the high platform finally spoke. As the host of the competition, it was impossible for him to watch a genius of the outer sect die under his nose.

"Elder Han, don't worry, the kid knows the severity of the attack, he won't die."

Yang Xuan laughed loudly, instead of giving up, he directly smashed Zhou Tong to the ground. The terrifying power erupted, causing the entire arena to emit an extremely dull explosion.

"puff!"

Zhou Tong's body was deformed, blood gushed out of his mouth, and he almost passed out from the pain.

"Do you admit defeat?"

Yang Xuan didn't care whether he was unconscious or not, he was very ferocious, he lifted his bloody body up, like holding a tattered sandbag, and waved it in mid-air.

"No, don't, I, I admit defeat."

The sound of the wind pierced through his ears, blood was pouring all over his body, Zhou Tong was finally frightened, and yelled in horror.

"Hey, let's say it sooner if you admit defeat, it's a real pain."

Yang Xuan didn't kill anyone, he sneered and threw him out of the ring under the watchful eyes of countless people.

boom!
Zhou Tong fell to the bottom of the ring, his body rolled a few meters away, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his head tilted, and he passed out completely.

In this situation, on the other nine arenas, except for Li Yunfei and Mu Qingyu who remained unchanged, Dong Liang, Wang Man, Shi Yu and others all felt a little chilly.

(End of this chapter)