I really don't want to be so strong

Chapter 135 Is He a Human Race?

This voice without any emotion seemed to come from the Nether Ghost Mansion.

It makes people terrified, their bones stand on end, their hairs stand on end, and they are trembling with fear!

"Is this guy still human?"

A soldier standing at the very front said with a solemn expression, terrified.

"Stop talking nonsense, get him!" Several soldiers behind said quickly.

This group of well-trained fighters still has very strong execution ability. When someone said to do it, a group of people swarmed up, and the spears in their hands exuded a dazzling brilliance.

The colorful aura instantly condensed into an illusory spear shadow, and smashed towards Yang Xuan! !
Seeing this, the corner of Yang Xuan's mouth raised a strange arc, and he tossed it lightly, the sword spun like the wind, and flew directly to the sky, while Yang Xuan was like a giant beast that had just come out of the cage, with life and death under his feet. The wind rushed into the crowd quickly.

Seeing this scene, the people in Zhonghai City were instantly ebullient! !

Now Yang Xuan's actions obviously wanted to deal with it with bare hands, using close combat to overthrow this group of people, which would inevitably make people feel arrogant, but the next scene shocked them! !
Facing the bright and huge illusory gun shadow, Yang Xuan did not dodge or avoid it.

Grabbing the palm facing him, he directly grasped the phantom gun shadow in the palm of his hand, shouted angrily, and squeezed it hard.

Click!

I saw the phantom gun shadow, which was instantly crushed by Yang Xuan's palm! !

Boom!

At the moment when the gun shadow exploded, a majestic and powerful energy burst out from Yang Xuan's hands instantly, like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, sweeping away all the people around Yang Xuan's body.

"This guy!" You Tian, ​​who was standing on the top of Lingyun Mountain, saw this scene with horror in his eyes. It has to be said that Yang Xuan is much more powerful than he imagined!
If it wasn't for hatred, You Tian would really like to be friends with Yang Xuan!
can.

The two are now sworn enemies. Today, the two must have a life and one must die.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

The moment it was swept away, the bodies of hundreds of people were instantly bombarded by this powerful force into blood mist, scattered all over the ground, while Yang Xuan kicked his feet, and his body shot out instantly!

The speed is as fast as a whirlwind.

After Yang Xuan rushed into the crowd, this group of people had already been sentenced to death by Yang Xuan. His fists and feet had now become the most terrifying weapons in time, one punch and one kick could kill a person!
The pair of fists were swung by Yang Xuan quickly, reaching hundreds of punches in a second.

Because the fist was too fast, a bloody tornado condensed around Yang Xuan. Anyone who got close to the bloody vortex would be smashed into pieces in an instant!
kill.

Relentless killing.

Now Yang Xuan was unstoppable, no matter how much the remaining fighters resisted, they couldn't resist Yang Xuan's devil-like attack. Soon, some people became timid and thought of running away!

When someone chose to retreat, Yang Xuan rushed towards the fleeing person like a whirlwind, grabbed the guy's neck, raised one hand abruptly into the air, and then leaped into the air, landing like a meteor!
Bang!
Slamming it heavily on the ground, it was instantly smashed to pieces.

And there is a huge deep pit left on the ground!

"Damn it!" Seeing this scene, the breathing of the group of people became much faster.

Two thousand great martial artists, within 2 minutes, only the last 100 left, and the weapons in the hands of these 100 have long been destroyed, full of trauma, and have no strength to fight again!

"ended!"

Yang Xuan's indifferent voice fell into everyone's ears, like the voice of a god, which made them feel the inviolable majesty, and also made them feel the sentence of the messenger of hell and the sound of death coming.

The sword thrown into the air by Yang Xuan!
It fell down at this time, and when it reached the heads of the crowd, it suddenly emitted a bright sword light, and then turned into a huge phantom of the sword.

Fall hard!

Boom.

The earth is shaking!

Stone chips flew around, and the mist rolled.

The remaining more than 100 fighters were instantly covered by the fog. When the fog cleared, these more than 100 fighters turned into the blood of the whole place. As for their bodies, they completely disappeared in this world.

And the sword stuck on the ground is so eye-catching!

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Yang Xuan, who was wearing a black robe, came to the sword step by step, stretched out his hand and pulled the sword out of the ground, then held the sword with one hand, and climbed to the top of Lingyun Mountain step by step! !

4 minutes! !

Yang Xuan is alone!
A sword!

Kill five thousand soldiers in a row!
At this moment, Yang Xuan was already full of evil spirits. On his body, he could clearly see a mass of burning anger, and the sword in his hand kept ringing, as if it was because he had killed so many people. People and excited!

And this Lingyun Mountain is shrouded in a strong evil spirit!

This mountain, up to now, has buried the souls of more than 5000 soldiers.

A real mountain of blood!
Watching Yang Xuan climbing the mountain, the people in front of the TV were suffocated!
Devil, this guy is simply a devil.

Is this really human?
Does he have endless strength?
Isn't this guy tired?

In 4 minutes, many heroes were beheaded, but Yang Xuan saw nothing but plainness on his face. It seemed that these more than 5000 fighters were like ants in his eyes!
kill!Just kill!
It will not change Yang Xuan's mood at all.

……

Wusheng Mountain!
Looking at Yang Xuan on the TV.

Xiao Fan's fingers holding the cigarette trembled. He could already see that now Yang Xuan had changed into what he was when he was fighting with the demon general that day. He was violent and weird, just like a ferocious devil.

Seeing Yang Xuan's changes, Xiao Fan had an ominous omen.

"Yang Jianshen, is he a human race?"

Xiao Fan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said softly: "If not, after this battle, it would be unimaginable!"

……

Warrior Administration!

Bi Anguo, who was sitting on the sofa, looked at Jiang Ya, and said, "Look at Yang Xuan, how could the human race's Martial Saint rune be blood red? And the hostility and rage on his body are obviously not owned by the human race." characteristics!"

Jiang Ya also nodded in agreement: "It's so strange. Most of the martial saint runes of our human race are golden, blue and white. Only the demons and blood races are blood red, isn't it?"

"What the hell is going on in this world!"

Bi Anguo was paralyzed on the sofa all of a sudden: "If Yang Xuan just learned the skills of the demons and blood races, it would be fine, but if Yang Xuan is a member of the demons or blood races, it will be absolutely unprecedented for us humans. crisis!"

Demons, the endorsement of killing!
Blood race, the endorsement of immortality!
In the battle of the gods, especially the demons, commonly known as killing gods, if several major races hadn't united to kill them, the place owned by the human race now would be the world of the demons!
And the blood race has an immortal body!

As long as there is a drop of blood, you can turn into your real body and continue to fight. It is quite a terrifying existence.

"Who the hell is Yang Xuan!!" Bi Anguo roared, with a murderous look on his face!
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