Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 406
"It seems that you are not ready to leave, and that's fine, I'll use you as an example to make an example."

After saying a word, Yang Xuan's eyes burst into cold light, his robes rattled, and his aura changed drastically. His whole body was like a bloodthirsty beast ready to go, ready to kill anyone at any time, with a terrifying aura.

"A whole body of evil spirit, thick but not scattered!"

"Mother, how many people have to be killed, this son is a god of killing!"

The crowd was like falling into an ice cellar, with chills all over their bodies.

How could a young man in his early 20s have such a terrifying aura.

Compared with murderous aura, evil spirit is undoubtedly more terrifying.

This is a derivative of murderous intent!

A warrior with a strong evil spirit, perverse, bloodthirsty, and regards human life as nothing.

When this kind of person fights with others, he sacrifices his life and forgets to die. He is unstoppable and can often unleash a powerful combat power far beyond his cultivation.

However, evil spirit has both advantages and disadvantages. If there is too much evil spirit accumulated in the body, it is very easy to go crazy during the cultivation process, and the consequences will be disastrous.

Therefore, after the killing, the vast majority of warriors will find a place to drink heavily, or have a good sleep, or find a few women to vent their anger and so on.

Why is this?

Just to dispel the evil spirits on his body as much as possible.

This thing is powerful, but it also has hidden dangers. If you are not careful, your mind will be eroded by evil spirits, and you will be completely reduced to a murderous maniac without emotions and desires, and you will be attacked by warriors from all over the world.

But now, a young boy actually condenses such a strong evil spirit, and it seems that he has not been eroded by the evil spirit, which is undoubtedly shocking.

It is hard for everyone to imagine how he did it!

"This evil spirit..."

The blue-clothed old man's eyes froze, and he was also frightened by Yang Xuan's evil spirit, so he didn't dare to move for a while.

"Why, are you scared?" Yang Xuan stared at the old man in blue, with a cold arc on his mouth.

"The old man is a strong man in the fate realm, don't be afraid that you, a young child with a yellow mouth, will die."

The blue-clothed old man was furious, like a raging angry lion, jumped seven or eight meters high, and smashed down towards Yang Xuan with the force of Mount Tai.

Where the palm passed, the air was pushed out to the two sides, forming a vacuum, and there was a sound of wind and thunder.

This is the Fate Realm powerhouse whose inner alchemy has experienced the baptism of thunder calamity. Although the sea of ​​​​qi is imprisoned here, unable to mobilize the slightest elemental force, the physical body is extremely strong under the tempering of the elemental force for many years. The palms and feet are about [-] catties, and they are extremely destructive.

"It came just right!"

Yang Xuan was fearless, soaring into the air with one foot, sweeping out like a thunderbolt, kicking the air with the force of one foot, like ten thousand horses galloping, the roar was endless and deafening.

"So fast!" The blue-clothed old man's pupils suddenly shrank.

This kick is not only fast, but also extremely powerful, it can be called powerful.

He had a feeling that he couldn't handle it, and if he caught it, he would be torn to pieces and suffered severe injuries.

When martial artists fight, they can decide life and death in seconds, how can they be distracted?

But in the blink of an eye, the fierce and domineering leg strength rolled towards the gust of wind, which was as sharp as a storm of sword blades, and the skin of the old man in blue was so painful.

In a hurry, he hastily turned his palms into claws.

Whoa!

A claw cut through the void, as sharp as an eagle's claw, and ruthlessly grabbed the right ankle that Yang Xuanfei kicked.

"Can you stop it?"

Yang Xuan yelled wildly, and his kick continued unabated, and he swept the blue-clothed old man away with his claws, and his right palm was shattered and blood was flying everywhere.

Even the internal organs were shattered by the huge force, and the whole person drew a parabola, fell heavily on the stone steps five or six meters away, and vomited blood.

"Even the old man in blue is no match for him!"

"How did he cultivate? This physical body is too strong!"

"I must have practiced some kind of powerful body training secret technique, or it is a natural treasure body!"

The crowd looked at the blue-clothed old man who fell on the stone steps not far in front of them, and then looked up at Yang Xuan, who was tall and unscathed, with black hair flying in the wind. Shocked.

This kind of physical body, this kind of unrivaled divine power is rare in ancient and modern times, and I am afraid that only the legendary natural treasure body can be so perverted.

At this moment, even Zhao Mingyu was petrified, trembling uncontrollably.

He just wanted to kill Yang Xuan but was slapped down by a big slap. He thought it a great shame and humiliation. He planned to join hands with the blue-clothed old man to take revenge, but unexpectedly, the blue-clothed old man couldn't even catch Yang Xuan's move, so he was kicked. Kicked and flew down.

"You can't even block my kick, but you are still clamoring to kill me. If I were you, I would immediately find a wall and smash it to death. I would save my life from being embarrassing in the world."

Yang Xuan said contemptuously, staring at the old man in blue with a pair of eyes.

"Naughty animal, you are too crazy!" The old man in blue got up and roared again and again.

"Don't bark like a dog, come up if you want to die." Yang Xuan's voice was cold. He didn't kill him just now, because he saw that the other party's cultivation was not easy, but if the other party didn't know good from bad, he wouldn't be merciful.

"Can't being an old man kill you?"

The blue-clothed old man's eyes were about to burst, he endured the severe pain all over his body, and stretched his five fingers together. Suddenly, dots of bright white light emerged, condensing into an ice knife several meters in size, and quickly slashed at Yang Xuan's head. The cold air was overwhelming.

"This should be the Frost Martial Soul!"

"Wuhun turns into an ice knife, it's unparalleled sharpness, that kid is doomed!"

The crowd shook and exclaimed. They all knew that the old man in blue was a strong man in the Fate Realm, and a strong man in the Fate Realm had such a strong mental power. It is conceivable how powerful it is to activate the Frost Martial Soul.

"It's useless, even if you have awakened a holy martial spirit, you can't do anything to me without the support of Yuanli."

Yang Xuan looked iron-like, and slapped down on the incoming skates.

crackle!

The ice skate collided with his big hand and exploded on the spot, as fragile as a piece of paper.

"Hiss, a slap smashed the ice skate!"

"This child is definitely a natural treasure!"

"This is for sure. It is impossible to have such a physical body with body training alone!"

The crowd exploded. They thought that Yang Xuan was going to drink hatred under the ice skates, but who knew that this kid didn't look like much meat, but his physical body was so powerful that he slapped the ice skates into scum.

Everyone had no doubt that if that slap hit them, they would definitely be smashed to pieces and died unexpectedly.

"Damn it, I don't believe that I can't kill you." The old man in blue was startled and angry, and shot again.

This time he didn't dare to hold back anything, his left hand protruded like a dragon's claw, five fingers spewed out five streams of cold air, and turned into a crampon, which was more than ten meters in size, the whole body was crystal clear, and the cold light shone.

This blow almost consumed all his mental power.

On the tip of the claw, a cold brilliance shone, enough to pierce through gold and stone, comparable to a magic weapon.

Hearing a whoosh, the whole crampon broke through the air, covered the sky all the way, and grabbed Yang Xuan faster than lightning.

This is must kill!

As the crampons approached Yang Xuan, a cruel smile appeared on the wrinkled face of the old man in blue, ferocious like a ghost.

"Shouldn't this blow kill him!?"

"It's hard to say, this kid's physical body is amazing, and a mere icy martial soul may not be able to hurt him."

The eyes of the crowd flickered, not daring to say that Yang Xuan must die.

After all, Yang Xuan is very human, he may look harmless to humans and animals, but his body is perverted, he is basically a humanoid monster.

"Break it for me!"

Yang Xuan's eyes were dazzling, and he punched up and down, facing the crampons.

This is a nine-pole collapse that has not been used for a long time.

Blowing out with one punch, there are nine levels of force hidden, one is stronger than the other, like a big wave surging to the sky, splitting the sky and the earth.

This blow was powerful enough to destroy a small mountain.

There was a bang, and suddenly the huge crampons exploded into pieces, turning into countless ice chips and flying down in all directions, like a hailstorm.

Whoa!
Ice shards fell all over the sky, drenching Yang Xuan's body, and the cold air was piercing, but he ignored it and stepped down.

step!
Two steps!

Three steps!

……

With every step, the ground shakes.

The evil spirit on his body also became more intense, like an ancient ferocious beast revived, ready to kill the world.

Ding Ding Deng! ! !
The old man in blue looked terrified, shuddered, and staggered backwards.

Under the invasion of the monstrous evil spirit, he was already terrified, and he no longer had the courage to fight Yang Xuan. The anger and killing intent in his heart melted like ice and snow, and disappeared completely, leaving only endless fear.

"You, how do you want to die?" Yang Xuan kept walking, pressing every step of the way, and regarded the old man in blue as a prey.

The blue-clothed old man's face was gloomy, and he retreated again and again.

Yang Xuan was neither fast nor slow, and continued to descend. He seemed to be possessed by a murderous god. His eyes swept away, making people's scalp numb, their liver and gallbladder tearing apart, and their hearts were raised in their throats.

"Go back!"

There was no one in the crowd who raised his voice, and then everyone including Zhao Mingyu feared to avoid it, retreated like crazy, and looked at Yang Xuan like a scourge.

"Young man, you have to forgive others and forgive others. Even if the old man confesses today, I will leave you the storage ring. What do you think?"

The old man in blue backed away.

After saying this, he blushed and felt ashamed.

But in order to survive, he didn't care about face.

"I don't want to kill people, but you keep attacking me, how can I get around you. As for your storage ring, if I kill you, it will naturally be my trophy."

Still speaking, Yang Xuan rose up in the air like a fierce tiger, and instantly came to the old man in blue, and struck out with a punch.

"Do not……"

The blue-clothed old man's face was pale and he roared in horror. He hurriedly mobilized his icy martial soul, and using his limited mental strength, he formed an ice shield several meters in size in front of him to resist Yang Xuan's fist.

Helplessly, the ice shield was too brittle and couldn't stop Yang Xuan's berserk fist power at all. He was blown away by the punch, and debris flew across.

"Forgive me..."

The blue-clothed old man's legs went limp, and he fell to his knees with a plop, and he was just about to kowtow to Yang Xuan and beg for mercy.

On the stone steps below, a group of people were dumbfounded.

Who would have imagined that an old man in the Fate Realm who was calling the wind and calling the rain outside would be forced to such a situation, kneeling down and begging for mercy by a young boy in his early 20s.

(End of this chapter)