Eternal Demon King

"No, this son wants to kill us."

Sun Pengyun and Hu Ming's scalp numb, and immediately felt the killing intent.

This killing intent is overwhelming and pervasive, making them cold all over, as if frozen, making it difficult for them to move.

They never thought that a person's killing intent could be condensed to such a terrifying level.

They also have killing intent, but they are far less than Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan seems to have cultivated some kind of secret technique of killing, and can accumulate killing intent by constantly killing people.

If it weren't for him no longer restraining the killing intent at this moment, no one would know that there was such a terrifying killing intent in his body.

It can also be seen from this that Yang Xuan is a ruthless man who really kills and kills decisively, and his hands are afraid that he does not know how many masters' blood is covered with them.

This is definitely a killing god, really ready to kill them, without the slightest holding back, and if they can't stop the opponent's attack, they are bound to die and die here.

"Brother help!"

"No one can save the person Yang Xuan wants to kill!"

Yang Xuan stepped out in one step, causing the void to collapse. The speed was unbelievably fast, and he threw two punches in a row.

"Fight him!"

In addition to the fear, Sun Pengyun and Bearded Ming's ruthlessness also broke out completely.

As the ancestors of the Heaven Smiting Sect, they had no chance of killing anyone in their lives, and they were never the ones who were afraid of death.

"kill!"

Their murderous intentions were revealed, their momentum skyrocketed, and they tried their best to resist.

One person's palm is like fire, sweeping out, burning the sky and boiling the sea.

When one person draws a sword, he will be cut, and the sword light is ten thousand, and it is extremely fierce, all of which have used the ultimate move of pressing the bottom of the box.

In order to save their lives, they had to work hard, just to resist Yang Xuan's blow and wait until Yin Haotian came to help.

Yin Haotian has a half fairyland cultivation base, and his strength is much stronger than them. As long as Yin Haotian arrives in time, the two of them will have a chance to survive from Yang Xuan.

"broken!"

Yang Xuan will never underestimate any enemy, not to mention that the two are extraordinary ancestors who have practiced for many years.

He punched like electricity, the golden fist on both fists was turbulent, and the rays of light were great, like the ocean with thousands of waves, and the force of his palms was broken, and the sword light, like a broken bamboo, killed them in front of them.

boom! boom!

With two explosions in a row, the bodies of the two were blown to pieces on the spot, and even the primordial spirit was not spared, and was caught by Yang Xuan with his bare hands.

All of this happened in a flash of lightning. When Wang Tiande and the others came back to their senses, how could they see the two ancestors of the Heaven Smiting Sect?

It's not that the two are not strong enough, but the person they face is too strong!

Meng Mingjie and Wu Chengzhou watched from a distance, and their hearts were also terrified and trembling.

This kind of ruthless style, and the fighting strength of the sky, really teach people to feel heart palpitations from the bottom of their hearts.

Now, they finally understand why there are rumors that the young emperor of the Demon Race is invincible.

This young man, aside from his identity, has already surpassed the extraordinary saint in strength.

Ordinary true immortals, I am afraid that it is difficult to match them.

"Damn you!"

Yin Haotian went mad, and the lightning broke through the air to kill.

"roll!"

Yang Xuan only has this one word, his expression is extremely cold, and with one palm, I am invincible.

Yin Haotian rushed to the crown in anger, and did not retreat, holding the sacred sword of the sect, the Heaven Smiting Sword, and transformed into a world-destroying sword light, like a long rainbow piercing the void, and slashed straight.

Yang Xuan didn't say anything, the golden and black brilliance in the palm of the palm bloomed, and the huge sword light was confronted head-on.

boom!

An incomparable light suddenly erupted from the sky and the earth, and the deafening sound roared like a tsunami. .

"puff!"

Yin Haotian felt like being struck by lightning, his arms were torn apart, and his body flew out, blood staining the sky.

There was an unbelievable look on his face. He had a magical weapon in his hand, and he used the strongest sword skill of the Heaven Smiting Sect. In the end, he was blown away by Yang Xuan's palm, and even the Heaven Smiting Sword almost flew out of his hand. fall.

In fact, he was proud enough.

If he were an ordinary half-immortal cultivator, he would be smashed to pieces by Yang Xuan's full-strength blow. He actually only injured his arms and suffered some internal injuries.

"So strong!"

Wang Tiande, Peng Wanshan and the others were all shocked. They were as strong as Yin Haotian, the ancestor of the Heaven Smiting Sect. A strong man who had already entered the gate of immortality with half a foot could not stop Yang Xuan's blow.

Yang Xuan stood in the air, like a white-haired demon god, turned to look at Meng Mingjie and Wu Chengzhou, and said with a sneer, "Come on too, so as not to be killed by me one by one."

"Your Excellency is strong, I am not an opponent, please leave a way for me to survive."

Wu Chengzhou gritted his teeth.

"Sorry, you all have to die."

Yang Xuan shook his head, cold and ruthless.

"You forced me to die!"

Meng Mingjie roared loudly, a ruthless look flashed in his eyes, and quickly took out a gray-black ancient talisman and sacrificed it.

This ancient talisman originated from an ancient cave mansion. Meng Mingjie got a total of two, and once used one, it has the power to frighten ghosts and demons and kill half-immortals.

"Suffer to death!"

The only life-saving trump card was used, Meng Mingjie didn't feel heartache, and only hoped that when this talisman was played, Yang Xuan could be killed in one fell swoop.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, the gray-black ancient talisman suddenly rushed high into the sky, turning into a black fog that filled the sky.

The black fog was thick and did not disperse, as if it were boundless, making the whole world depressing and dead silent.

"This is the ghost talisman of the Ghost King Sect. It can summon a ghost fairy. Emperor Yang should not be underestimated!"

Peng Wuji seemed to recognize something, and his face suddenly moved.

The Ghost King Sect is a great ancient sect in the Eastern Emperor Realm. It has committed all kinds of crimes and killed countless people, but was finally destroyed by the Eastern Emperor. A sect that can be destroyed by the Eastern Emperor himself is enough to show how terrible it is.

"I'm not even afraid of real immortals, so why should I be afraid of ghost immortals?"

Yang Xuan looked calm and said lightly: "If you really want to become an immortal, why are you a ghost? Come out, a wisp of primordial spirit enters the talisman, and you hide in it as a ghost, and you dare to use ghosts to prove the Way. It's really ridiculous."

"The juniors who have just entered the transcendent realm can actually perceive the existence of this old man. He really has some skills, haha, well, the ancestor of the old man's dignified ghost king sect has been lingering for so many years. Zong's former glory is gone."

The wild and unbridled laughter was still there, and in the black mist that filled the sky, a huge pitch-black claw suddenly appeared.

The giant claws, with fingernails several feet long, were unusually sharp, and their whole body flashed with icy cold light.

"court death!"

Yang Xuan took out the purgatory sword, and between the sword and the fall, half-gold and half-black sword lights rose into the sky.

"Dangdang"

The incomparably sharp sword energy slashed on the pitch-black giant claws, competing with sparks, making a clanging sound, as if it had been struck on a stone, and it couldn't cut it at all.