Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 278 Chaos City
"As expected of the No.1 outer gate of Sword God Palace, you really have some abilities." A figure appeared out of thin air in front of Yang Xuan.

This is a woman in her thirties, wearing a long dark green dress, with a gorgeous appearance, graceful and luxurious, although there is no aura fluctuations in her body, her charm is extraordinary.

"Junior Yang Xuan, I have met Sect Master Gu." Yang Xuan bowed and saluted.

"Hey, do you know who I am!?" The woman was surprised, her voice was like the sound of heaven, it was extremely pleasant.

"Sect Master Gu looks somewhat similar to Ying'er." Yang Xuan lowered his head and said with a respectful attitude. He knew that the woman in front of him was Gu Qinglian, the suzerain master of the Hehuan Sect, with a cultivation level at the peak of the divine power realm.

This kind of strong man turned his hands into clouds and his hands into rain. His strength was so strong that if he wanted to kill him, he would definitely die. Fortunately, he didn't feel the murderous aura from Gu Qinglian.

"You are very good, as long as you don't fall, you are destined to make a difference." Gu Qinglian praised.

"Sect Master Gu Miao praised." Yang Xuan was very humble.

"Hold your head up and let me take a closer look."

Hearing this, Yang Xuan could only raise his head. Although he was wearing a human skin mask, it was obviously useless in the other party's eyes.

"That's right, although he's a little young, but with handsome features, he is indeed a rare and handsome young man. No wonder that girl Ying'er misses you day and night, and never forgets you." Gu Qinglian nodded slightly, and asked straight to the point: "Is this the palace? Without beating around the bush with you, are you willing to marry my daughter?"

Yang Xuan froze for a moment, nodded and said, "This junior is willing."

Although Yinger is his younger sister, the two are not related by blood. Besides, Yinger puts all his heart on him, so he can't let the little girl down.

"Very good, since you are willing, then work hard to practice, as long as you can break through to the Unity Realm in front of Yinger, I will betroth her to you." After finishing speaking, Gu Qinglian paused, her voice turned cold in vain, "Ying'er is the darling of my palace, and Ying'er hasn't stayed with me since she was a child, and I also feel that I owe her something, so if you dare to lose her, I will make you look good off."

"Mother-in-law, don't worry, my son-in-law will never betray Ying'er in this life, if he breaks this oath, he will never recover." Yang Xuan said loudly.

"Well, you go." Gu Qinglian waved her hand, seeing that Yang Xuan was about to leave, she said again: "Wait."

"Mother-in-law, please give orders if you have something to do, and son-in-law will die after doing his best."

"It's not a big deal. If you have a chance to meet Gu Tongxuan in the future, you can tell him that you have met me before."

"This……"

Yang Xuan was stunned, he was a man in two lifetimes, he was good at observing words and expressions, no matter how he heard it, he felt that Gu Qinglian's voice was full of faint resentment.

"Could it be that he was abandoned by the Sword God?" Thinking this way, he said: "Mother-in-law, don't worry, if you are lucky enough to meet the palace master and the old man, I will definitely bring your words with you."

"Well, let's go, be careful on the road, but don't die outside."

"Mother-in-law don't worry, son-in-law's life is hard, even God can't take him away."

Yang Xuan smiled slightly, bid farewell to Pokong and left.

……

Traveling day and night, eating and sleeping all the way, Yang Xuan also encountered many monsters, and was even robbed by people, but he was powerful and had the shadow cloak by his side, so he did not encounter any danger in the end.

At noon two days later, the sun was shining brightly, and a huge city bathed in the sun in the distance came into his eyes.

The giant city is like a giant dragon lying on the ground. I don't know how big it is. A smell of blood.

Yang Xuanyujian flew away, even though he was still a little far away, he could still hear the noise of the city like a tide.

"Boy, hand over the elixir, or you will die."

"It's unreasonable. I bought this elixir from Tianxing Building at a huge price. Why should I give it to you?"

"Haha, why, just because my uncle's fist is bigger than yours, his cultivation level is higher than yours, and he has more people than you."

Suddenly, there was a fierce quarrel below, Yang Xuan paused, looked down, and saw a young man in yellow at the fifth level of the Vientiane Realm being chased and killed by seven or eight men with swords in their hands.

"Sure enough, it's a chaotic place." Yang Xuan raised his brows, but he wasn't surprised at all, because what the city of chaos pursues is that power is respected and the weak prey on the strong.

Here, the weak can only be bullied and even lose their lives.

"Ah!" At this moment, there was a heart-piercing scream. The young man in yellow died, and was punched to death by a scar-faced man at the head, and he pulled out the storage ring.

Yang Xuan shook his head. He is not a saint, but he has no intention of eradicating evil and promoting good, so he wants to enter the city of chaos to investigate the whereabouts of his father and Uncle Fu.

In the chaotic city, there are many forces who are good at inquiring about news, the most famous of which is the Tianji Pavilion.

This Tianji Pavilion is one of the properties of Tianji Temple, a super sect in Zhongzhou. It is spread all over Zhongzhou, big and small. .

While the thought was flashing, before Yang Xuan could leave, a cold drink came from below: "Boy, the play is almost finished, come down, let's chat."

"Your Excellency and I have never met before, so there should be nothing to talk about?"

Yang Xuan condescendingly looked down at the man with the scarred face. This man was in his thirties, and his cultivation was at the third level of the Heaven-Human Realm. Behind him, there were seven young men in their twenties, dressed in various styles and with cultivation bases. It ranges from the seventh heaven of the Vientiane Realm to the peak of the Vientiane Realm.

"I happen to be short of a middle-grade flying sword." The man with the scar face said coldly, his eyes were fixed on the flying sword under Yang Xuan's feet, and he could tell at a glance that this sword was a middle-grade spirit sword of good quality.

"What does it matter to me that you lack the flying sword?" Yang Xuan was annoyed and funny, he never thought that when he first came to the city of chaos, he would encounter robbers.

"You don't have to drink the toast, you don't have to drink the fine wine, since you refuse to hand over the flying sword, then don't blame me for being rude to you." The man with the scarred face was burly, his face was full of flesh, his eyes were wide open, and he naturally had a terrifying look. Prestige.

"Why, you can't be soft, are you going to be hard?" Yang Xuan said with a playful face.

"Little bastard, let me die." The man with the scar face said nonsense, he stomped on both feet, the ground shook and the mountains shook, and sand and stones flew. Roaring all the way up, the powerful Yuan force radiated, and the air rumbled and exploded.

Yang Xuan's eyes were like lightning, he retracted his flying sword, and whipped his legs straight down.

"Stupid!" Underneath, the seven hands of the scar-faced man showed sarcasm. A boy from the ninth level of the Vientiane Realm dared to attack their boss.

"Overestimating one's abilities!" The man with the scar face smiled disdainfully, and grabbed with his right hand upwards, his five fingers gleaming sharply.

This is the martial skill Clavicle Hand. Although it is not a powerful martial skill, it is enough to pierce through metal and stone with the help of Yuanli. From the point of view of the scar-faced man, Yang Xuan's right foot will be crippled in an instant with such a grasp.

Yang Xuan's expression was indifferent, and his kick continued unabated. Ten thousand catties of force exploded, and he tore through the void with a chirping sound, and kicked the scar-faced man's right hand at an extremely fast speed.

"Crack!" There was a sound of bone cracking, and the man with the scar face screamed, feeling that the bone in his right hand was completely shattered, and he was in agony.

"Death!" Yang Xuan's murderous intent was out of control, he raised his hand and punched, and struck out with the force of wind and thunder, the speed was so fast that the man with the scar face didn't dodge it at all Given the opportunity, his chest was pierced on the spot, and he flew out with blood all over his body, and fell to the ground more than ten meters away, dying of breath.

"Boss!" The change was so fast, the seven people below came to their senses and saw that their boss had already been lying dead on the ground.

"You guys go to die too." Yang Xuan was ruthless, like an eagle preying on prey, and went down to kill the seven people.

"kill!"

Someone yelled, but he backed away quickly, trying to escape, the other six people reacted slowly, and when they reacted, they saw that Yang Xuan had already rushed down, unable to avoid it.

"Let's go together and kill him." Someone roared and kicked Yang Xuan. The others knew how powerful Yang Xuan was, and they didn't dare to neglect him at all. They all fought hard to attack and kill him.

boom!boom!
Yang Xuan didn't dodge or dodge, struck out with both fists, faster than lightning, facing these robbers who murdered without blinking an eye, he was not at all merciful, the two of them couldn't dodge, they were punched together, their bodies completely collapsed, turned into two Pot flesh and blood at the end.

However, this was not over yet. He swayed and threw out a few more punches. The rabbits rose and sparrows fell, and several other people also fell into a pool of blood, with shattered fractures all over their bodies. The next man in Tsing Yi stood seven or eight meters away shivering, seeing Yang Xuan like a demon.

Yang Xuan raised his head and glanced at him indifferently: "Flee, why don't you run away?"

"Sir, please spare your life, young hero. I also want to make a living, otherwise, who would want to rob the house?" The man in Tsing Yi cried bitterly and plopped down on his knees. He was already terrified, and he only hoped that Yang Xuan could spare his life.

He swore that as long as he didn't die today, he would never be a robber again.

"There's a saying, um, you'll have to pay it back sooner or later when you come out to play around." After Yang Xuan said, he stepped in front of him and crushed his throat with a swift and decisive action. This kind of cruelty that regards human life as worthless.

The next step was to collect the corpses to collect money, although he didn't think there was anything good about these people, but Yang Xuan didn't intend to let it go.

Soon, with a few storage rings in hand, Yang Xuan patted the dust on his body, and walked towards the gate of Chaos City as if he was fine.

Until he went away, the few people who were attracted by the sound of fighting not long ago came back to their senses. Everyone's heart trembled violently. A young man from the eighth layer of the Vientiane Realm rubbed his eyes vigorously and gasped He said: "Am I not mistaken, a boy from the ninth level of the Myriad Universe Realm actually single-handedly killed Duan Sirius and his gang of robbers!?"

(End of this chapter)