Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 248
"Bullshit confession."

"That is, how long has your Cuiyun Valley flourished, and you dare to be arrogant in front of our Qingyun Sect?"

A group of Qingyun Sect disciples cursed and spit flying everywhere.

Hearing these piercing voices, Murong Chong and the others looked ugly, but the opponent had the upper hand, no matter how angry they were, they could only swallow their anger.

"Hurry up, I, Qing Yunzong, are waiting for you to come to Cuiyun Valley at any time." Liu Wenfeng waved his hand impatiently.

"Tsk tsk, you are really domineering, but is Qing Yunzong amazing?" Suddenly, a lukewarm voice came.

"Who, get out of here, old man." Liu Wenfeng said angrily.

"Stop shouting, your grandpa has come out." A young man in a black cloak came out of a stone forest calmly. It was Yang Xuan.

"Brother Yang!" Murong Chong was startled, he didn't expect to meet Yang Xuan here.

"Hehe, Brother Mu, let's meet again." Yang Xuan smiled, and said to Liu Wenfeng and the others: "This ancient Nayuan Formation belongs to me. If you don't want to die, you can get out now."

"What did you say!?" A blue-robed young man in the seventh heaven of the Vientiane Realm became furious. Although the forest was big and there were all kinds of birds, he had never seen Yang Xuan so domineering.

"Damn it, this kid just thinks his life is too long, so he wants to die." Many Qing Yunzong disciples were filled with righteous indignation, and they all glared at Yang Xuan, but they were only at the second level of the Vientiane Realm, and they dared to utter wild words to tell them to go away. Impatient.

Murong Chong and Zhou Yalan were dumbfounded.

This is too overbearing!
Although they all hated Liu Wenfeng and his group, they knew that they were no opponents, so they could only choose to settle the matter. Who would have thought that Yang Xuan would drive them away as soon as he appeared on the stage, and he was so forceful that he didn't pay attention to Liu Wenfeng and others at all.

Murong Chong and others didn't know where Yang Xuan's confidence came from. Did he think that he could deal with Liu Wenfeng and others with his own strength?

"Boy, you have the guts to repeat what you just said." Liu Wenfeng gritted his teeth as his chest rose and fell.

"Then you have to listen carefully, the Lord tells you to go away." Yang Xuan blurted out, every word was sonorous.

"It's too arrogant, brother, I'm going to kill him right away." The blue-robed youth from the seventh heaven of the Vientiane Realm roared.

"Junior brother, be quicker with your hands and feet." Liu Wenfeng said coldly.

"Brother, don't worry, if I can't even kill a waste from the second level of the Myriad Phrases Realm, then I will have no face in the future." While speaking, the blue-robed youth walked towards Yang Xuan with a gloomy face.

"You are too weak, don't mistake yourself, there is still time to retreat quickly." Yang Xuan said with a face full of disdain.

"Things like ants dare to speak rudely to me. If I don't kill you today, I won't be able to express my anger."

As soon as the words fell, the blue-robed young man jumped up, like a goshawk, swiftly pounced over, a palm protruded out with lightning, and the pale golden true essence on the palm sprayed thinly, turning into five claws, carrying a golden The sharp whistling sound of cracking rocks grabbed Yang Xuan's chest.

Although this Qing Yunzong's secret skill Cracking Stone Claw is not a unique skill, its grade has reached the elementary level of the earth level. In the eyes of the blue-robed youth, this move is enough to take out Yang Xuan's heart.

"Brother Yang, be careful, this is the stone-cracking claw of Qing Yunzong, don't force it." Murong Chong reminded.

Yang Xuan's demeanor was calm, without the slightest panic on his face, he stepped back, and the other party's fierce grab suddenly fell into nothing.

"I said before, you are too weak." Yang Xuan said with a calm expression on his face.

"Damn it." The blue-robed young man didn't seem to hear his words. Seeing that his rock-cracking claws were so easily avoided by a boy at the second level of the Myriad Phrases Realm, he was furious and didn't keep his hands anymore. Yuan Yiyun, with sharp rays erupting from his hands, his power suddenly increased, and he attacked Yang Xuan crazily.

Puff puff!
For a while, there were bursts of sharp whistles in the air.

"Haha, it's too slow, haven't you eaten yet, use some strength!" Yang Xuan swayed, as fast as a ghost, easily dodging the incoming claw shadows, and at the same time, he said with a merciless smile.

Laughter reverberated, seeing the fierce attack of the blue-robed young man being avoided by Yang Xuan, a group of Qing Yunzong disciples were all dumbfounded, this is too incredible, they all wondered if their eyes were hallucinating.

"Bastard, don't hide if you have the guts." The blue-robed youth was furious, roaring again and again, and his moves became more and more fierce.

"Hehe, my skills are not as good as others, and you told me not to hide, don't you feel ashamed?" Yang Xuan sarcastically said while hiding, even if the opponent's moves were ruthless, he could easily dodge them.

"Take an empty step!" The blue-robed youth exploded, displaying a powerful secret movement technique, and his speed soared. Under the infusion of true essence, his claws seemed to be no longer made of flesh and blood, but metal, exuding a light golden color. With a metallic luster, sharp sharp awns spewed out from each nail, and the speed of his claws also doubled accordingly.

Yang Xuan is still fearless, his physical body is strong, and his cultivation has reached the second level of the Vientiane Realm. Although the opponent's attack is fierce, but the speed is slightly faster, and every time he dodges the life-threatening claws first. open.

"Damn it, I don't believe I can't beat you." The blue-robed youth became angrier after being unable to attack for a long time.

"Zheng!"

There was a pleasant sound, and he stopped using the stone-cracking claws, and pulled out the sword at his waist.

This is obviously a middle-grade spirit sword, the blade exudes a cold luster, and it is extremely sharp.

"That's right, there's still a middle-grade spirit sword. When I grab it, I'll have hundreds of thousands of low-grade primordial stones." Yang Xuanpin nodded eloquently.

"When you are about to die, you still want to grab the sword in my hand. You are really arrogant, boy, remember, the person who killed you is named Fan Yuan."

With a cold shout, Fan Yuan walked away with the sword, urging the sharp sword light, and directly took Yang Xuan's Mingmen with his sword.

"It's almost time to play, and it's my turn to make a move."

As soon as these words came out, there was a loud bang, the rocks collapsed, Yang Xuan soared into the air, and two sharp sword lights shot out from his eyes.

His black hair fluttered and he stood tall. His body was full of explosive power. With the movement of his true energy, his fists were reddish-gold, exuding unparalleled power. With a slight wave, the void buzzed and trembled.

At this moment, his whole body was like a humanoid tyrannosaurus, swooping his fists and swooping down, smashing down violently, as fast as lightning.

"Keng!" Fan Yuan didn't expect Yang Xuan to be so ferocious. The spirit sword in his hand turned into a stab, and the sword swept towards Yang Xuan's fist. In his opinion, it was impossible for Yang Xuan's mere flesh and blood to block it. Hold the edge of the spirit sword.

However, he underestimated Yang Xuan's physical body. Yang Xuan's physical body was supplemented with real energy, and it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as invulnerable.

Bang!

The fist collided with the spirit sword, and there was a crisp metal impact sound immediately.

A huge force came, Fan Yuan let out a muffled snort, and stepped back seven or eight steps. One arm holding the sword went numb as if it had been electrocuted.

"How is it possible!" Everyone present exclaimed, this is too terrifying, a martial artist of the second level of the Myriad Phrases Realm can actually shake the spirit sword with a fist of flesh and blood.

"Could it be that his fist is stronger than a spiritual weapon!?" Everyone couldn't believe it, even Liu Wenfeng was shocked, he had already seen that Yang Xuan's physical body was extremely strong, and his physical body alone was enough to kill him by leapfrogging. enemy.

Thinking of this, he shouted: "Junior brother, go all out."

"Instant kill!"

Fan Yuan also understood that the idea was tough, without the slightest hesitation, he waved the spirit sword in his hand, a cold sword energy cut through the void, and slashed at Yang Xuan head-on, as fast as a bolt of lightning.

"Brother Yang, get out of the way quickly, this is Qing Yunzong's instant killing sword skill." Murong Chong changed his expression.

However, Yang Xuan didn't change his face. He raised his hand casually, and there was an extra black long sword in his hand.

This is the Purgatory Sword. Although I don't know what grade it is, but a divine weapon is a divine weapon. Even if it cannot be activated because of its low cultivation level, the sharpness of the Purgatory Sword should not be underestimated.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Xuan flicked his wrist, and after a little bit of quickening in response to the incoming sword energy, the sword energy was instantly shattered, as fragile as paper.

"This is impossible!" Fan Yuan screamed, and a group of Qingyunzong disciples were stunned. What did they see? A boy from the second level of the Myriad Object Realm broke their Qingyunzong's instant killing sword skill with a single sword strike.

As a great sect within tens of thousands of miles outside the dark forest, Qingyun Sect also has several powerful township stunts, and this instant killing sword skill is one of them.

This is the supreme killing sword skill that claims to be able to leapfrog the enemy. How could it be so vulnerable that it was broken by someone's sword.

At this moment, Liu Wenfeng couldn't calm down anymore, he secretly guessed Yang Xuan's origin, he couldn't imagine what kind of force could cultivate a young genius with astonishing combat power like Yang Xuan.

"Now it's time for me to use my sword. If you can block it, I will spare you."

With a cold remark, Yang Xuan's figure moved like an eagle hitting the sky, the purgatory sword in his hand exploded, and a sword shot towards Fan Yuan.

This sword didn't use real essence, but for some reason, Fan Yuan felt a great crisis coming.

A sense of fear rose in his heart, knowing that he couldn't stop the sword, he retreated sharply.

However, it was too late.

Puff!

The Purgatory Sword in Yang Xuan's hand easily pierced through his body-protecting true essence. In front of the artifact Purgatory Sword, any body-protecting true essence is useless, as fragile as tofu.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood gushed out, and Fan Yuan felt a burning pain in his internal organs. He looked down and saw a black long sword had been inserted into his chest.

"I said earlier that your strength is too weak, but you didn't believe it. Now you understand the gap between you and me." After Yang Xuan said, he pulled out the Purgatory Sword casually, bringing out a brilliant blood flower.

"Plop!" Fan Yuan's eyes darkened, and he fell down straight, dead as hell.

"The artifact is worthy of being an artifact. With the Purgatory Sword, my strength has increased by at least ten times." Yang Xuan sighed.

The Purgatory Sword is too strong, no amount of body protection essence can stop the peerless edge of this sword.

"Gollum!"

Over there, Murong Chong and the others were stunned. This was too powerful. Although they knew that Yang Xuan's strength was far beyond his cultivation, Fan Yuan was also a master of the seventh layer of the Myriad Phrases Realm, and he was killed by Yang Xuan just like that. It's still a one-shot kill.

(End of this chapter)