Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 716
"Want to go?"

Yan Luo's face darkened, he only thought that Yang Xuan was about to run away, and stepped forward to catch up without thinking too much.

"Sorry, I never thought of running away, you fell for it."

Yang Xuan laughed, turned his head in vain, rushed to Yan Luo with strides, and swung his sword to chop.

boom!
With one sword strike, the three major martial arts mysteries were integrated into it, and nearly [-] catties of physical strength exploded, fiercely slashing at Yan Luo's face.

Yan Luo reacted quickly, held the sword in one arm, and went up.

when!
Two swords collided, sparks flew.

In this collision, both Yan Luo and Yang Xuan were retreating.

On the bridge of reincarnation, the power of reincarnation pervades, and any energy released will be silently erased. It can be said that here we can only rely on the physical body and the profound meaning of martial arts.

As for Yan Luo, his physical body may be far inferior to Yang Xuan's, but his victory lies in his comprehension of the mysteries of Dacheng Sword Dao. Even without the blessing of divine power, the destructive power of a full-strength sword is not bad.

Yang Xuan's advantage lies in his unparalleled physical strength, coupled with his mastery of the three major martial arts mysteries, his combat power is not inferior to Yan Luo's, and even surpasses it.

Therefore, the two fought each other with swords, Yang Xuan only retreated three steps, while Yan Luo retreated a total of five steps.

Just for this, the superior and the inferior will be judged.

"Yan Luo actually lost the wind!"

"On the bridge of reincarnation, the power of reincarnation can wipe out all energy. Although Ji Changtian's physical body is not weak, it is much worse than Yang Xuan's. Yan Luo suffers from this."

Many spectators were taken aback, and among them there were also elders with extraordinary eyesight, who revealed the mystery in just one word.

"I see."

The crowd understood, and looked at Yang Xuan as if they were looking at a monster.

How strong this kid is is second to none, his physical body is really outrageously strong.

"Fight again."

A roar flew through the air, and Yang Xuan on the bridge moved again, holding his sword to slay Yan Luo, it was still a slashing of Mount Hua with no fanfare, but his aura was even stronger.

He swung the Purgatory Sword with both hands, and charged straight across the sky, like a humanoid tyrannosaurus, extremely powerful.

"This son is deceiving me that I am not as good as him physically!"

Yan Luo was shocked and angry. Through the sword just now, he already knew that he was no match for Yang Xuan on the bridge.

But Yang Xuan swung his sword and slashed at him, it was too late for him to retreat, the only thing he could do was to block with his sword.

when!
The two divine swords cut through the air and collided with each other in an instant, shooting out gorgeous sparks.

Ding Ding Deng! ! !
In this solid confrontation, Yan Luo was shocked, and was repelled a few steps. The right hand holding the sword and even the whole right arm were numb, as if they were about to burst. Here we can see how ferocious Yang Xuan's sword is.

This means that Ji Changtian has a strong foundation and a strong physical body, otherwise Yan Luo would have lost his strength in the first battle.

"Haha, what ancient demon emperor, he was crushed by me on the bridge."

Yang Xuan laughed wildly, his words resounded like thunder.

He walked up quickly, his body like lightning, and the purgatory sword in his hand attacked one after another.

Brush brush! ! !
One sword after another, one sword faster than one sword, although there is no move at all, but every sword is full of strength, and it is continuously waving towards Yan Luo's vital parts, the whole person is like an invincible god of war , the whole body was surging like a tide, unstoppable.

"Too deceiving."

Yan Luo was mad with hatred, and his eyes were cold. Although the situation was extremely unfavorable, it was not easy for Yang Xuan to kill him.

His aura has not weakened in the slightest, because he is the Primordial Demon Emperor, and he has always firmly believed that he is invincible.

Since his debut, apart from being nearly wiped out by the mysterious willow tree, he has experienced tens of thousands of battles, big and small, and has never been defeated. He immediately started his swordsmanship and fought with Yang Xuan in close quarters.

Dangdang! ! !
The two of them moved around and drew their swords continuously, striking fast, the deafening sound spread, shaking the heavens and the earth.

"It's useless. With absolute power, even if your swordsmanship is much better than mine, it's still difficult to compete with me."

Yang Xuanren walked with the sword, extremely brave, he challenged Yan Luo head-on with every move, causing Yan Luo to back up again and again, his face turned pale.

At this moment, looking at the two people on the bridge holding swords and fighting fiercely, many people were dumbfounded, their hearts were so shocked that they couldn't be more shocked, and they were speechless for a long time.

Let alone Yan Luo, this young man named Yang Xuan is too terrifying, not to mention his strong physical body and combat experience, his swordsmanship alone is not much inferior to Yan Luo.

Yan Luo, as the primordial demon emperor, has also comprehended the profound meaning of Dacheng swordsmanship, so it goes without saying that his swordsmanship is strong.

As for Yang Xuancai's age, it looked like he was seventeen or eighteen at most.

At this age, even if he started practicing swords in the womb, his swordsmanship should not be so sharp.

With this swordsmanship alone, no one in the ancient continent can match them.

At this time, some senior elders who practiced swords all the year round felt a little ashamed, because their cultivation bases were as high as theirs, and their swordsmanship was far behind Yang Xuan, and the most powerful among them only mastered two sword intents.

It's just that although the sword intent is strong, it is not worth mentioning compared to the profound meaning of the sword, and it is incomparable.

"The fusion of the three major sword intents is the only way to master the supreme meaning of the sword. I really don't know how this kid did it."

Fang Henyun was filled with emotion. He practiced swordsmanship hard since he was a child, and comprehended the mystery of the way of the sword. Up to now, he has only comprehended the sword intent of Dacheng realm killing and the sword intent of Dacheng realm destroying.

As for the immortal sword intent, he has never been able to understand it.

"The suzerain does not know that Yang Xuan obtained a large number of crystals of will in the black ancient coffin, and those crystals of will contain the three sword intents of killing, destruction, and immortality. He must have refined those crystals of will , was able to comprehend the profound meaning of the sword."

Qiu Shaoyang thought of something, and said next to Fang Henyun.

"It turned out to be the crystal of will. No wonder your swordsmanship has improved by leaps and bounds recently, and you have also comprehended the seven-fold sword intent of killing and the eight-fold sword intent of destruction."

Fang Henyun suddenly said, he thought it was strange at first, but when he heard about the crystal of will, he immediately figured out something, but no matter how precious the crystal of will is, it needs to have extremely high attainments in swordsmanship.

For example, Qiu Shaoyang obviously obtained a lot of crystals of will, but he has not yet comprehended the immortal sword intent.

"Immortality, what is immortality, first of all is the heart, the heart is immortal, and the will is immortal."

Fang Henyun said something in a low voice, obviously trying to persuade Qiu Shaoyang.

After all, he is the master of a sect, and he has been obsessed with swordsmanship for many years. Although he has not yet comprehended the immortal sword intent, his understanding of the immortal sword intent is not comparable to others.

"Thank you, Suzerain, for your guidance."

Qiu Shaoyang bowed and saluted, the joy on his face could not be concealed.

"Cultivate hard, I have high expectations for you, I hope you will not disappoint me."

Fang Henyun smiled slightly.

"Yes, the disciple will definitely live up to the suzerain's expectations."

Qiu Shaoyang said respectfully, and immediately turned his attention to the battle on the Bridge of Reincarnation, and suddenly found that Yan Luo was already overwhelmed, and was almost crushed and beaten by Yang Xuan.

Seeing this scene, Shen Yulong was startled and said angrily: "Damn it, doesn't this kid have any flaws?"

"flaw?"

A bitter smile appeared on Shang Jie's face. If Yang Xuan had any flaws, it would be that his cultivation base was too low. If his cultivation base was high enough, he would be able to defeat Yan Luo and the Ji family's twins under the bridge of reincarnation. beheaded.

"His flaw is that his practice time is still young, but with his talent and understanding, as long as he is given a hundred years, it will be difficult for anyone in the world to match him."

Qiu Shaoyang said in a low voice, his evaluation of Yang Xuan must be said to be low.

Because the distance was too far, Yang Xuan couldn't hear Qiu Shaoyang's words. Even if he could, he wouldn't take it to heart. Only he knew how talented and understanding he was.

Swish swish! ! !
He leaped like a dragon and a tiger, pressing every step of the way, his sword was like lightning, cunning and ruthless, he chased Yan Luo fiercely, and for a while his spirit and emotion were boiling, his blood spurted out, and he shouted heartily, " Happy, really happy!"

Yan Luo's head was full of black lines, his heart was furious, and he frantically swung his sword to fight Yang Xuan, with a posture of exchanging injuries for injuries.

Yang Xuan was fearless, he either dodged or drew his sword, all his movements were smooth and flowing, like an antelope's horns, and full of explosive power, no matter how fierce Yan Luo's offensive was, it would not pose a threat to him.

On the contrary, Yan Luo's continuous attacks, coupled with the previous use of extreme power, became weaker and weaker, and the offensive gradually slowed down in just a dozen breaths.

"Haha, come on, aren't you a toothless tiger clamoring to take me away?"

Yang Xuan's long smile shook the sky, and he took the opportunity to attack wildly. The more he fought, the more comfortable he felt, and the more hearty he felt.

He was like a tireless savage beast, constantly waving the sword of purgatory, opening and closing moves, launching a stormy offensive against Yan Luo, never ending.

Snapped!
Soon, the tiger's mouth of Yan Luo's right hand split open, blood flew everywhere, and the dragon pattern cold ice sword in his hand could hardly be held.

"Kneel down for me."

With a loud shout, Yang Xuan's attack did not weaken at all. He leapt tall, grasped the purgatory sword tightly with both hands, and made a condescending slash with extremely violent moves.

"If you want me to kneel down, you don't have that ability yet."

Yan Luo's black hair stood on end, and he looked like a maniac, struggling to resist with his sword.

Reluctantly, Yang Xuan descended from the sky with fierce strength, while he fought on the spot, weak and weak, and immediately suffered a big loss. His knees were weakened by Yang Xuan's sword, and he almost didn't kneel down.

"Owner!"

The strong corpse puppet roared towards him, but he was afraid and did not dare to board the bridge of reincarnation.

"Take my sword again."

Yang Xuan ignored the strong man, jumped up, then accelerated and swooped down, slashing fiercely with a sword.

"what!"

Yan Luo screamed and howled wildly. The majestic and immemorial demon emperor was beaten to the ground by a brat in front of everyone. This made him feel ashamed and ashamed.

"Bastard, I want you to die without a place to bury you."

The more Yan Luo thought about it, the more angry he became, and the stronger he became, the more angry he became. Regardless of physical and mental consumption, he pushed the profound meaning of Dachengjian swordsman to the extreme, and swept out with a sword.

when!
Yang Xuan reacted very quickly, the sword in his hand changed, he blocked the sword with the Purgatory Sword, and flew back with his strength.

"Die, die for me."

Yan Luo's murderous intent was overwhelming, and his hatred was like a tide, he strode forward to pursue him, desperately trying to kill Yang Xuange on the spot.

Yang Xuan's expression was indifferent, and he didn't say a word. He attacked continuously with the Purgatory Sword in his hand, and fought fiercely with Yan Luo.

(End of this chapter)