Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 5
Yang Xuan clasped his arms around his chest, with a sneer all over his face. The footwork he used just now was called the snake step, which was created by the Demon Lord Shura in his previous life.

It has to be said that Demon Lord Shura is really a peerless genius. While others are still struggling to train their bodies in the tempering state, he has already been able to create his own footwork.

Although this snake step is not a martial skill, after using it, the whole person is like a poisonous snake, which can advance and retreat, extremely fast, with a slight movement of the body, it can explode at an extremely fast speed, compared with ordinary movements Martial arts are not far behind.

"Trash, I asked you something." Xiao Yueming shouted angrily, Yang Xuan's silence was undoubtedly ignoring him, and his face suddenly became extremely gloomy.

"You ask me, and I have to answer?"

Yang Xuan raised his brows slantingly, while speaking, he stepped on the strange asynchronous technique, and with a movement of his body, he came to Xiao Mingkong like a fleeting image, kicked the latter's head fiercely with a whip kick.

This kick was so vicious that he would suffer a concussion even if he was hit by it, Xiao Yueming turned pale with fright on the spot, and hurriedly waved his arms to resist.

Click!

His right arm broke in an instant, hanging down softly, as if he had been hit hard by a giant hammer, his body flew out across the air, smashing a big hole in the ground seven or eight meters away, and never climb up.

"Ah, let's go, this kid is a lunatic."

Xiao Yueming was blown away again, and his dog legs were frightened and fled in a panic.

"Want to leave? Leave it all to me."

Yang Xuan let out a loud shout, and strode forward to pursue them, only to hear a few muffled bang bang bang bangs, he knocked down a total of five people to the ground with three punches and two kicks.

At this moment, including the horse-faced boy who was beaten unconscious before, Xiao Yueming and other seven people were all knocked down by him with a thunderous force. They howled miserably, comatose, and blood was everywhere.

"Gollum!"

A group of outer disciples watching the opera swallowed their saliva subconsciously, and looked at Yang Xuan in fear.

Yang Xuan seemed to be a completely different person. Not only was he powerful, but he was even more vicious in his attacks. If there were no school rules, everyone would even suspect that he had already killed Xiao Yueming and the others.

Because of the family rules, Yang Xuan did not dare to kill anyone, but he did not intend to give up. He walked up to Xiao Yueming in a few steps, reached out his hand to grab his collar, and lifted him up.

"Ah, you, what do you want?" Xiao Yueming yelled, he was really scared, afraid that Yang Xuan would kill him.

"Now I know I'm afraid? It's a pity it's too late." Yang Xuan sneered, raising his hand and slapping him.

"Snapped!"

With a big clear and loud slap, Xiao Yueming's left face was swollen, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, his head was dizzy, he looked at Yang Xuan in disbelief, he was stunned for a moment before roaring: "You, how dare you slap me in the face ?”

"I slapped you in the face."

It was another big slap, this time Yang Xuan used all his strength, the slap was loud, Xiao Yueming was slapped hard, his head tilted, a wave of flesh appeared on his face, his eyes were wide open, and a few front teeth flew out go out.

"Ah, I'm going to kill you, kill you."

The audience received two big slaps one after another, Xiao Yueming went crazy and wanted to fight Yang Xuan desperately.

"Unbelievable!"

Yang Xuan was disdainful, slapped his hands in turn, and twitched violently.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
Shadows of palms flew, blood splattered, I don't know how many slaps he received, Xiao Yueming's face was unkempt, his mouth full of teeth fell out, he was blinded by beatings, staring at his eyes, he became a complete pig's head.

This stunned the people nearby, and everyone was stunned. The so-called beating is not slapping face, but Yang Xuan insisted on doing so. This is completely humiliating Xiao Yueming. From now on, Xiao Yueming will definitely leave a shadow in his heart. If you can't turn your anger into motivation, it's hard to even step into the Yuan Condensation Realm.

"Go away."

After a dozen or so slaps, Yang Xuan also felt a little bored, picked up Xiao Yueming, and threw it out like a trash.

boom!
Xiao Yueming flew far away, fell hard to the ground, vomited blood, wailed a few times, and then passed out.

The eyelids of the people nearby jumped wildly, and they looked at Yang Xuan with deep fear in their eyes.

Where is this person?

It was clearly a beast!
"From now on, whoever dares to chew my ears behind my back, I will destroy him." Yang Xuan didn't care about Xiao Yueming's life and death, looked around the audience and said, following the cold gaze, everyone subconsciously bowed his head, not daring to meet his gaze.

Seeing that no one dared to look at him, Yang Xuan snorted coldly and strode away.

"Damn it, damn it, how dare that trash threaten us?"

"Why are you so angry? Why don't you stand up and say something when he is around?"

"I……"

"Don't you dare, to be honest, I don't dare either, that kid has changed, he is no longer the sick child he used to be!"

"Hmph, although I don't know why his strength has become so strong, but he is 17 years old this year. Could it be that he can break through to the Yuan Condensation Realm in a year?"

"That's right, he's doomed to be kicked out of the gate."

……

When Yang Xuan went away, some people cursed, some sneered, none of them were optimistic about Yang Xuan, but there were also many people who were shocked by Yang Xuan's sudden strength, and ran away quickly one by one.

It didn't take long for Yang Xuan to show his supernatural power, and the news that he overthrew Xiao Yueming and others in the First World War spread among the outer sects.

Upon hearing this matter, countless people couldn't believe it, and there were many discussions.

"Really? Let's not talk about others, Xiao Yueming is a genius at the fourth level of the Body Tempering Realm. He may break through to the fifth level of the Body Tempering Realm at any time. How could that sick man beat him?"

"My cousin was at the scene at the time, and he saw it with his own eyes, and he can't be wrong."

"Did he hide his cultivation before?"

"No, he should have just broken through to the third level of the Body Tempering Realm."

"How is it possible that Xiao Yueming can be defeated at the third level of Body Tempering Realm for the first time?"

……

The Gravity Tower is located in a valley halfway up the outer peak. As soon as Yang Xuan walked into the valley, he saw a huge black tower several tens of feet deep in the valley.

Because it is a treasure land of cultivation, the valley where the gravity tower is located has a large number of outer disciples coming in and out every day.

People who knew Yang Xuan were surprised when they saw him enter the valley. A hulking, dark-skinned young man even strode towards Yang Xuan, and said in a strange way: "Isn't this a sick child of our Qixuanmen? What happened today? Dare to come to the Gravity Tower to practice?"

"roll!"

With a movement of Yang Xuan's figure, he punched the talking boy until he vomited blood and flew out.

"Ah, do you dare to hurt someone?"

The boy and several companions were furious.

"You guys also get out of here."

Yang Xuan was very violent, his figure was swaying, his fists and feet struck out, the air exploded, as fast as thunder, and there was a muffled sound of bang bang bang, like hitting sandbags, several people were all blown out, comatose, screaming screams.

"A bunch of trash."

Without even looking at the guys on the ground, Yang Xuan walked towards the gravity tower.

It wasn't until he was gone that many nearby people came back to their senses and screamed one by one.

"Damn, pinch me to see if I'm dreaming?"

"What kind of dream is it? It's really Yang Xuan, that sick man!"

"Impossible, how could his strength become so terrifying?"

"Yeah, it's incredible!"

"However, hehe, he injured Tieniu, so Tiefeng, Tieniu's elder brother, will definitely let it go."

……

At the entrance of the Gravity Tower, there are elders from the outer sect who sit in charge all year round, just to prevent accidents for disciples in the tower.

You must know that the gravity in the gravity tower is very strong. The first floor is okay, only double the gravity. When you reach the seventh and eighth floors, seven or eight times the gravity will add to your body. If one is not good, the body will collapse and die unexpectedly.

"Boy, you're only at the second level of the Body Tempering Realm, remember to do what you can, you're on the second level, and you're done training on the third level."

"And you, although you have reached the third level of the Body Tempering Realm, after all, you are just entering the fourth level and you are training on the fourth level. Don't go to the fifth level, otherwise you will be injured or even die. Don't blame the old man for not reminding you. "

"You little bastard, do you want to court death? You just want to enter the Gravity Tower half a month after you first started. Get the hell out of here and practice hard for two months."

……

At this time, at the entrance of the Gravity Tower, an old man with white hair like a chicken coop and a greasy face squinted his eyes, sitting lazily on a grand teacher's chair, and kept yelling at every outer disciple who wanted to enter the Gravity Tower .

The old man is none other than the elder of the outer door who sits in the gravity tower.

When it was Yang Xuan's turn, he slightly opened his half-closed eyes, and said in a little surprise: "It's you, Yang Xuan, are you going to enter the Gravity Tower to practice?"

"Uh, the elder knows me?" Yang Xuan was a little surprised.

There are quite a few elders in the outer sect of Qixuan Sect. Although Yang Xuan has practiced in the outer sect for many years, he has lived in seclusion all year round and knows not many elders in the outer sect. At least he has never seen this slovenly old man in front of him.

"Hey, I heard about you from old man Gu a few days ago."

"Old man Gu? The elder is talking about the great elder?"

"That's right, it's that dead ghost. The old man has heard from him that you have extremely high attainments in the way of swordsmanship."

"Hehe, Elder Gu praised the boy, by the way, I don't know what to call the elder?"

"Old Man Han Fang, you can call me Old Man Han."

As he said that, a bright light flashed in Han Fang's eyes, and Nian Xu smiled and said: "Yes, yes, it turns out that you have broken through to the third level of the Body Tempering Realm, but you are born with insufficient constitution and your physique is too poor. It is best to practice at the bottom of the Gravity Tower."

"Thank you, Elder Han, the boy understands."

Yang Xuan gave a big salute gratefully, and then walked into the gravity tower.

The first floor of the Gravity Tower is very large, covering more than 2000 square meters, and even 800 people practicing here will not appear crowded.

There are many small vents on the four walls here, through which light can shine in, and there are many crystal lamps made of white jade on the top wall, so instead of being dim, it is as bright as day.

At this time, many outer disciples were practicing on the first floor.

Most of these people have just started, their cultivation bases are not high, and they are in the first level of Body Tempering Realm.

Perhaps it was really too famous, some people quickly recognized Yang Xuan, and they couldn't help pointing and whispering for a while.

"The sun really came out from the west, Yang Xuan dared to enter the gravity tower!?"

"The first layer of gravity is not strong. Although he is a waste, he can barely bear it."

……

Yang Xuan looked indifferent, and walked all the way to the deepest part of the first floor, where there was a stone ladder that could lead to the second floor.

For Yang Xuan today, the gravity on the first floor is too weak, like scratching an itch, insignificant.

(End of this chapter)