I really don't want to be so strong

Chapter 33
Wu Sheng field.

As the name suggests, this is the exclusive means of martial saints.

Using powerful power to condense their own domain, just like the ghost gate formation, they are domains created by many people, while Yang Xuan used the power of one person to create his own domain.

Moreover, the power of the Martial Saint Domain is several times stronger than the power of the Ghost Sect Grand Formation.

When the Ghost King uttered the four characters "Martial Sage Domain", everyone's brains buzzed, especially Leng Ruoxue who was standing beside Yang Xuan, who was almost scared to death after hearing the news.

The man she had hooked up with before turned out to be an imposing martial artist.

Oh my god, Yang Xuan looks like he is only seventeen or eighteen years old, yet he has cultivated to the level of a martial saint, this talent is a bit against the sky.

Although they haven't seen the real Martial Saint Domain, they still have heard of it.

In the field of martial saints, Yang Xuan is a god-like existence.

If the realm is higher than Yang Xuan's, it is possible to get rid of the Martial Saint Domain, but if the realm is lower than Yang Xuan's.

He lets you give birth, and you will give birth!

He let you die, you die!

The Ghost King, who was originally full of confidence, was stunned when he discovered the Martial Saint Domain. Even though he had formed a large formation of ghosts, he still forgot to use the power of the large formation to attack Yang Xuan.

Because he knew that in the Purgatory of Martial Saints, he didn't have any capital to compete with Yang Xuan.

"The vision is not bad." Yang Xuan raised the corner of his mouth and waved his hand lightly. A mass of strength squeezed towards the right guardian next to the ghost king. With a puff, the right guardian who was still in a state of confusion instantly turned into a cloud of blood mist.

Here, Yang Xuan kills with a wave of his hand.

No one can resist, and no one can escape.

"Master Wu Sheng."

The ghost king panicked instantly. After landing, he bent his knees, knelt heavily on the ground, and said, "Forgive me for offending Lord Martial Saint. I hope you can let our ghost sect go, and you will be willing to be a cow and a horse in the future."

Yang Xuan smiled: "Do you think anyone can be my cow or my horse?"

After saying this, Yang Xuan waved his palm down.

A burst of energy flashed out of the air like a sharp sword, and quickly landed on the ghost king's neck. There was another puff, blood erupted, and the ghost king's head fell to the ground, rolling far away on the ground like a ball.

The ghost king's eyes are wide open, and one can clearly see unwillingness and remorse in his eyes. He really does not want to die in peace, but facing Wu Sheng, what resistance does he have? Apart from welcoming death, he seems to have nothing to do. done.

Yang Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, and said softly: "Since you choose to be my enemy, you must be prepared to die."

The ghost king who is the eye of the ghost sect formation has died; the ghost formation naturally dissipated quickly, and a group of disciples were backlashed by the force. With a bang, the disciples in a circle were blown away by the powerful force, and fell to the ground one after another. Everyone couldn't help but spit blood.

Some disciples with low strength even died on the spot after being backlashed by power.

dead!

The Zhonghai ghost sect was slaughtered like this.

Leng Ruoxue, who witnessed what happened with her own eyes, really couldn't believe it was true.

The Ghost Sect, whose strength was incomparably different from the Gu Chong Sect, was wiped out by a child who was only [-] or [-] years old, and it was so simple and easy, without any effort at all.

Think about it, it's also the ghost sect's bad luck!

He actually sent a martial sage into his home using the teleportation array.

What does this have to do with courting death?

The next moment, something that shocked Leng Ruoxue even more happened. When Yang Xuan walked towards the ghost sect, a group of disciples behind him kept screaming. Soon, a group of disciples fell to the ground. There was a spot on their necks. Like a bloodstain cut by a knife blade.

And Leng Ruoxue could feel the fierce sword energy coming from the air.

What kind of a god-defying method is this?

Obviously Yang Xuan didn't have a sword in his hand, but he killed all the disciples of the ghost sect with invisible and intangible sword skills.

Leng Ruoxue wanted to leave, but she didn't dare, gritted her teeth, and immediately chased after Yang Xuan, entering the ghost sect.

Yang Xuan walked into the ghost sect on foot, and was immediately attracted by the scenery inside the ghost sect. I have to say that the group of ghost sects would enjoy it quite a bit. Leaving aside the magnificent buildings, there are not many sects in terms of scenery alone. can be compared.

Standing in the ghost sect, you can have a panoramic view of the whole mountain, which is so beautiful that it makes people linger and forget to return.

Yang Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, looked up at the night sky, and said softly: "From now on, this place will not be Ghost King Mountain, it will be renamed Wusheng Mountain. From now on, I, Yang Xuan, will be the master of this mountain."

Before he knew it, Yang Xuan had already taken the first step in Zhonghai City.

Now that Yang Xuan has his own territory, is it still far from becoming the helm of Zhonghai City?
Although Zhonghai City is known as the city of sin, there are countless mysterious sects, and there are many powerful casual cultivators, and there are families with full of mysterious background, but so what, within two months, he will wipe out the entire Zhonghai City.

On that day, he wanted all warriors in Zhonghai City to kneel in front of Wusheng Mountain and regard him as the master.

Yang Xuan looked at the sky full of stars, and he knew in his heart that becoming the helm of Zhonghai City was just to get the dragon bone armor. After collecting the four great artifacts and shaping his body, it was the moment for him to reach the peak.

Wu Sheng is the end in the eyes of many people, but in his eyes, it is just the beginning.

"Why are you still here?" Yang Xuan looked back at Leng Ruoxue and asked.

After learning that Yang Xuan was a martial sage, Leng Ruoxue lost the casualness just now, and stammered a little, and said, "Master Wu sage, I know I was wrong, I shouldn't offend you, my little one Gu worms can't get into your eyes at all, please give it back to me."

The corner of Yang Xuan's mouth raised, and he nodded slightly: "Of course."

After finishing speaking, Yang Xuan threw the Gu insect to Leng Ruoxue, and continued: "The Gu insect faction, right? Go back and tell your father, three days later, at twelve o'clock in the evening, I will wait for him to surrender at Wusheng Mountain, whoever obeys me Those who rebel against me will perish!"

This is the case in the arena, where the strong prey on the weak.

There is no reason for the strong to destroy the weak.

Hearing these words, Leng Ruoxue trembled violently. She looked at Yang Xuan with fear in her eyes, but the surprise in her eyes couldn't be concealed. To be able to submit to the feet of Wu Sheng to do things, wouldn't it be equal to having one more Umbrella?
Although Yang Xuan is still young, he is indeed a strong martial artist.

With the umbrella of Yang Xuan, it can be said that he can walk sideways in Zhonghai City.

Leng Ruoxue immediately nodded and said, "Master Wu Sheng, I will tell my father."

"Ok!"

Yang Xuan nodded lightly, and while talking, he took Leng Ruoxue for a walk around the ghost sect, and soon he stopped at the door of a room called "Soul Hall", where he felt a powerful soul Power……

(End of this chapter)