battle master

Chapter 660 Terrible Yi Xuan!

really.

All without any suspense.

Even Yi Xuan's strength was restricted by the rules of the ancient war world, and he was sealed in the realm of the two heavens, but only displayed the realm of the king of the six heavens.

However, it was still much stronger than the opponent. With Yi Xuan waving his hand casually, that surging majestic power directly turned into a king's hand, and directly knocked out the disciple of the third heaven of the king of the prison palace.

"Big sister... I lost!"

The disciple was ashamed.

When he made a move, he originally wanted to draw out part of Yi Xuan's strength, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even defeat Yi Xuan's move.

"You step back!"

Liu Qingxuan nodded in relief, but the faces of all the prison hall disciples present were all solemn.

Although before this, he already knew that Yi Xuan's strength was tyrannical, but he never expected that the other party would be so powerful.

"I come!"

Another prison hall secret appeared.

The other party is a veteran disciple, whose strength has already aspired to the early stage of the fifth heaven of kings, and belongs to the high position of kings.

"It's Senior Brother Hongying..."

Looking at the disciple, a voice could not help but come out from the crowd watching the battle.

"The level of the fifth heaven is already extraordinary."

Looking at the red shadow, Wu Yangyu was also looking forward to it.

"Chong!"

The two faced each other, Hong Ying's hands moved slightly, and the two vermilion daggers drew out rays of light, and with a sharp breath, they locked towards Yi Xuan:
"Senior Brother Yi Xuan, light up your weapons."

"It's not necessary to deal with you!"

Yi Xuan, still wrapped his arms around the long sword, and had no intention of taking it out of its sheath at all.

"This guy……!"

Such a scene also caused many people to frown secretly.

after all.This time, the red shadow was at the fifth level of the king, and Yi Xuan himself was suppressed to the sixth level, the difference between the two was only one level.

He even dared not even draw out his weapon, which obviously had a contemptuous attitude in it.

"Humph!"

Hearing the words, Hong Ying snorted coldly, his figure quickly pierced through the air, the true energy in his body swept out quickly, his hands tore through the sky, and the dagger in his hand exuded a sharp divine light.

Daggers, this is a small weapon, most of them are martial arts practitioners who want to use this kind of weapon to display terrifying power.

Undoubtedly, Hong Ying is the way to practice assassination.

"Shh..."

In the flickering figure, his body disappeared in front of everyone as if he had quickly escaped into the void.

but.

That dense aura was always locking onto Yi Xuan, as if a poisonous snake hiding at the entrance of a cave was locking onto its prey.

"What a terrifying speed, what a powerful secret method."

A divine light flickered between his brows, Wu Yangyu had already opened the Eye of Qiyan, and he couldn't help showing a look of surprise on his face, even if he wanted to deal with that Hongying's method, it would take a lot of effort .

but.

At this time, Yi Xuan suddenly let out a cold snort.

"Chong!"

He did not see the slightest movement, and in his body, there was a sword intent that quickly permeated and intertwined.

Then, in the space, a sharp sword mark quickly rippled, and it was a blow to the void.

"puff……"

The sound of spurting blood came from here.

Hong Ying's body was obviously hit by the sword marks, and there was a terrifying wound on his body, bleeding continuously.

"A mere way of assassination deserves to be presumptuous in front of me!"

Staring at Hongying coldly, Yi Xuan didn't pay any attention to it at all. The contemptuous tone made the faces of all the disciples of the Prison Palace darken severely for a while.

"Thank you brother for your teaching!"

Hong Ying's body became even stiffer for a while, and her face was even more difficult to see.

With his identity, he naturally knew Yi Xuan, and, as a veteran secret disciple, he even had contact with Yi Xuan, but he did not expect that the old senior brother would become like this today mean.

"Yi Xuan, you are too much!"

Ming Yan Luo's eyes stared forward almost like fire:

"Even if you want to betray my prison palace, but don't forget that you were also a member of the prison palace back then, and you actually did it!"

At this time, everyone discovered that there were more than one wound on Hong Ying's body, especially a wound that appeared on the chest, which could be seen deep in the bones. If Hong Ying hadn't dodged in time, I am afraid that the attack just now would have killed Hong Ying. .

"No one is to blame for not being good at learning! Besides, if I try my best, I'm afraid he won't be in this situation anymore!"

Regarding this, in Yi Xuan's voice, there was no apology at all, but more of a kind of indifference and disdain.

"It's too much..."

"It's really shameless! Back then, he was held up by the prison hall like a treasure. I didn't expect that he would be so ruthless today."

Under such a scene, even the disciples of the main hall who stopped to watch the battle looked at Yi Xuan with slight displeasure.

Facing Yi Xuan's aggressiveness, Liu Qingxuan's black eyebrows frowned immediately.

The true energy in the body swept out, and with the distribution of the domineering power, it was obvious that he was going to make a move.

"Master, let me try!"

He ordered Yan Luo to quickly raise his hand to stop Liu Qingxuan's movements.

"The superiority in numbers, in front of him, can't compete at all!"

Liu Qingxuan's beautiful eyes flowed, and she had already pointed out the core of the problem. Although Ming Yan Luo was definitely considered to be a strong one in this Fighting God Sect, compared with Yi Xuan, there was still a big gap.

The current Ming Yan Luo is at the peak of the king's sixth heaven in terms of strength, but against Yi Xuan, according to the rules of the ancient war world, Yi Xuan can at most display the same level of strength.

but.

Even under the same realm, Ming Yan Luo still has no possibility of victory, because from the beginning to now, Yi Xuan has never even used a weapon.

"I come!"

suddenly.

Ming Yan Luo's figure appeared on the battlefield.

"Master, this battle, let me come first!"

Looking at Liu Qingxuan, Ming Yan Luo said in a deep voice.

He is not warlike, but now Yi Xuan's strength is unknown, and Liu Qingxuan is their only hope, so he needs to do his best to force Yi Xuan, and use his real strength to fight him. This way, Liu Qingxuan can also be more intuitive. See Yi Xuan's strength clearly.

"careful!"

Everyone knew the intention of ordering Yan Luo this time.

"Junior Brother Yan Luo...you are not my opponent, I advise you, don't waste your efforts in vain."

Holding the sword in both arms, Yi Xuan stared at Ming Yan Luo with a sneer.

"You have to fight to find out!"

"boom……"

Ming Yan Luo's tone was very indifferent, and as he spoke, a majestic aura filled with blood and killing slowly permeated from his body.

This aura is full of killing and fighting intent. As a member of the Blood Demon Law Enforcement Team, the tasks that Yan Luo and others are ordered to do on weekdays are all extremely dangerous parts of the sect.

It can be said that each of them advanced in the corpses, and the aura evolved on their bodies was tempered after experiencing life and death struggles.

"Nice momentum..."

Facing Ming Yan Luo's aura, Yi Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and finally had some reaction, but his face was also indifferent.

"The aura on your body has the smell of killing and blood. If it is an ordinary king, it is enough to be suppressed by you just because of its aura. Unfortunately, you don't know what I have experienced all these years. , your aura... is nothing to worry about!"

"boom……"

While speaking, his body trembled slightly.

Suddenly, a ferocious wave swept across the ten directions like a wild beast waking up.

The substantive aura has evolved to the extreme. Wherever he goes, even among those present, there is no weak person, but there are also bodies with secret disciples. He couldn't help trembling for a while. turned pale.

The two are confronting each other.

It's like two ferocious beasts waking up from a deep sleep. Although they haven't fought each other yet, the confrontation is enough to make people's hearts tremble.

"war!"

at last.

Ming Yan Luo's eyes emitted sharp rays of light, and with a low growl, his body quickly rushed out, the majestic power, blooming in unison, turned into a boundless sea, and rushed towards Yi Xuan fiercely kill and go.

Such a method has already surpassed the ordinary generation of kings and six heavens. Even with Yi Xuan's strength, his face finally showed a moving expression. Like a divine sword, he forcibly pierced through the air with his fingering sword.

"laugh……"

Although it was just a finger, Yi Xuan contained a sword intent in it, piercing through the air with his fingertips, and the terrifying sword energy moved vertically and horizontally, breaking through the sea of ​​killing Yan Luo in an instant.

Facing this scene, all the disciples in the Prison Palace couldn't help but change their expressions. No one expected that Yi Xuan would break through such a terrifying blow so easily.

"kill!"

The fierce sword energy was right in front of him, but Ming Yan Luo didn't seem to care about it. He let out a snarl, his eyes seemed to be gleaming with blood, and in the palm of his hand, a huge handprint bombarded out like a mountain.

It was clearly visible that this handprint was shining with a blue-black color, and indistinctly, a terrifying evil spirit lingered and burned in it like a flame.

Everywhere he went, the space seemed to be shredded.

"It's the Azure Flame Demon Palm!"

Many people have already recognized the origin of this palm technique, and they watched the battle with anticipation in their eyes.

[Qingyan Demon Palm], a top-ranked martial skill, is extremely difficult to practice. I never thought that Ming Yan Luo would succeed in practicing this unique skill.

"Even this palm technique, you have cultivated it... It's a pity, you are still far behind!"

Looking at the blue-black palm print, Yi Xuan seemed to be taken aback for a moment, but then, the sword energy on his body became more and more crazy.

"Chong!"

The sword screamed and moved.

At this moment, the long sword on his body finally unsheathed slowly:
"However, you are already qualified to let me use the sword!"

(End of this chapter)