Eternal Demon King

"Murderous!?" Xu Jing was startled at first, then the corners of her mouth curled up and she smiled sweetly: "Giggle, Junior Brother Fang Yun, aren't you trying to scare us?"

"It's really murderous!" Wang Chuan said in a deep voice, his eyes fixed on the dense forest not far away, and he said loudly: "Wang Chuan, the inner disciple of the Inferior Cloud Sect, please come and see."

"Haha, I'm really sorry, we are new here, but we have heard of the three major sects of Xingchen Island, but we have never heard of Flowing Cloud Sect."

With a loud laugh, there was a rustling sound in the dense forest, and a group of men with strong bodies and bronze complexions, who were obviously exposed to the sun and rain all year round, walked out.

There are seventeen or eight people in total, and the one with the lowest cultivation level also has the second level of the real astral realm, and the leader has even reached the eighth level of the real astral realm.

This is a big man in his thirties, with a face full of flesh, with short hair standing up like a hedgehog, a big knife on his back, as strong as a tyrannosaur, and a height of 2.23 meters. It gives a strong sense of oppression.

"Foreign warriors?" Wang Chuan frowned. He was not afraid of the local warriors on Xingchen Island, but he was afraid of encountering these foreign warriors, because these people had no scruples. Even if they caused trouble, they could pat their butts and leave.

Furthermore, now that the Mangcang Mountains are mixed with fish and dragons, it is difficult to find out who the murderer is after being killed.

"Hey, you're right, we are indeed foreign warriors." The big man grinned, his eyes were fierce, and looked at Yang Xuan, Wang Chuan's eyes were like looking at lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Wang Chuan knew that the people who came here were not good. The dozen or so people were all suffocating. Eighty percent of them were desperadoes who came to the Mangcang Mountains to loot property, and his expression suddenly became solemn.

"What do you want to do?" Xie Fei said coldly, his face was also very solemn, not to mention other people, he could not deal with the big man headed by this alone.

"I don't do anything, but I've been a little tight lately. If you are willing to be more filial, that would be great."

The big man smiled, his eyes narrowed slightly, murderous intent was looming, and his voice became hideous: "Of course, if you don't want it, then I'll have to take it."

"Are you trying to rob us?" Xie Fei said angrily.

"That's right, it's robbery. Why, you kid isn't convinced, okay, come and fight with me. If you can beat me, I, Helian Fang, will leave without saying a word and take my brother behind me immediately." Helian Fang Leng Leng said, his eyes became more and more gloomy, and the cold bloomed.

"You think I don't dare?" Xie Fei danced wildly with black hair and was full of murderous intent. Although he knew that he was not He Lianfang's opponent, he really wanted to fight with all his might, and he would also hit him hard before he died.

"The boy's courage is good, but it's a pity that daring people often die miserably. I have been in the sea of ​​​​stars for so many years, and young geniuses like you have not been killed."

"Really, then let's try,"

"Junior brother, don't be impulsive." Wang Chuan was anxious, reached out his hand to stop Xie Fei, and said to He Lianfang: "Your Excellency, we don't have primeval stones and gold and silver jewelry, but we have some monster materials on us, which should be worth a few hundred. A low-grade primeval stone!"

Saying this is obviously showing weakness.

This is understandable, He Lianfang's cultivation base is too high, not to mention that there are a group of ferocious men behind him, if they swarm up, Wang Chuan and the others can't stop him.

"Hundreds of low-grade primeval stones, what are you kidding, when we are begging for dinner?"

"That's right, don't fool us."

"Hey, the weapons on your body should be all treasures, you can leave these treasures."

"What nonsense, that woman can't go, just stay and let us vent."

"Gaga, that's right, we haven't eaten meat for a few days. It just so happens that this girl looks good and has a superb figure. We must have fun later."

Before He Lianfang could speak, some of the subordinates behind him cursed and laughed lewdly. They didn't pay attention to Wang Chuan and the others at all. As for Yang Xuan, who had the lowest cultivation base, he was completely ignored.

In their eyes, Yang Xuan is just a little ant that can be pinched to death at the click of a finger, which is insignificant.

"You bastards!" Xu Jing yelled, trembling with anger.

"Haha, the little lady looks so beautiful when she's angry. I hope you can do the same under our crotch later, so that we can have a good time when we play." Someone said with a yin and yang smile.

Wang Chuan's face sank, and he forcibly suppressed the killing intent and anger in his heart, and said to Helian Fang: "Your Excellency, although our Floating Cloud Sect is not comparable to the three major sects, it is also a famous sect on Xingchen Island. Face, don't make things happen."

"What kind of onion are you, don't say that you are from Floating Cloud Sect, even if you come from the three major sects, I am not afraid, and I will do everything today, I count three, if you don't act obediently, don't Blame us for being rude."

He Lianfang snorted coldly, and took off the big knife on his back. It was a three-foot-eight-inch long, cold light, and Yang Xuan could see at a glance that this knife was a middle-grade treasure.

However, he didn't pay much attention to it. As soon as the fire burst out, he was confident to kill Helianfang.

"Brother!"

Sun Wu, Yan Gang, and Xu Jing's faces changed drastically, and seeing He Lianfang drawing his sword, Wang Chuan knew that today's affairs were difficult to do, so he stopped talking nonsense, pulled out his sword, and was ready to go.

Xie Fei no longer suppressed the anger in his heart, and said coldly: "Big man, the dog will jump over the wall when he is in a hurry.

As he spoke, his killing intent rose to the extreme.

Don't look at the huge gap between Xie Fei and He Lianfang, but as an inner genius of Floating Cloud Sect, Xie Fei also possesses unique skills, and his strength far exceeds his cultivation. Although he thinks he is not He Lianfang's opponent, Helian He was not afraid of Fang's subordinates. Once the war started, he was sure that Helian Fang's subordinates would pay a heavy price.

"The dog jumps off the wall in a hurry, you kid is like an ant in my eyes, not even a dog."

He Lianfang was disdainful and started to count: "One, two..."

"Stop counting, hurry up and die." Yang Xuan interrupted impatiently with a wave of his hand.

As soon as these words came out, Helianfang was stunned for a moment, and then he shouted angrily: "Little devil, what did you say?"

He was just a hairy boy from the sixth level of the Condensing Origin Realm, and he actually uttered wild words to let himself die in the past. He Lianfang was so angry that he almost thought that there was something wrong with his ears and he heard it wrong.

"Junior Brother Fang Yun!" Wang Chuan and Xu Jing were startled. They didn't expect Yang Xuan to do it if he didn't open his mouth. He was so domineering when he opened his mouth. Could it be that he thought he was an inner disciple of Qixuanmen, so the other party would not dare to attack him? Killer?

Yang Xuan looked indifferent and ignored Wang Chuan and the others. He stepped forward and walked towards He Lianfang and the others.

"you wanna die."

Helian Fang Qiqiao was engulfed in smoke, and a pair of eyes spewed fire. He had already decided to capture Yang Xuan, torture him to death, and make this arrogant boy pay a heavy price.

"It's the same sentence, come here quickly and die." Yang Xuan's eyes were like lightning, his sharp edge was revealed, and he stared at He Lianfang coldly.

"Damn, this kid is too arrogant, boss, I'll go get his head for you."

"Don't kill him, let me capture him, I will stab him alive and let him know the fate of offending Lao Tzu."

"Don't worry, boss, it's just a little brat who doesn't know the heights of the sky, I'll go and catch him."

While speaking, someone jumped out from behind the big man.

This is a man with a fierce back and a ferocious appearance in gray. This man is full of suffocation. At first glance, he knows that he is a master who kills without blinking an eye. Moreover, this person is not low in cultivation, and has reached the third level of the real astral realm. The bright long knife approached Yang Xuan with great strides.

"You're not my opponent, it's too late to quit now." Yang Xuan's mouth curled into a sneering arc as he said coldly.

"Younger Huangkou dares to be mad, let's die." The man in gray blew his lungs with anger, shouted angrily, dashed forward, turned into an afterimage, came to Yang Xuan in a flash, and slashed down with a fierce knife, as if he was To put Yang Xuan to death.

"Kill you, a sword is enough!"

Yang Xuan shouted wildly, avoiding the attacking long sword on one side of his body, with a wave of the fine iron sword in his hand, urging a half-step sword intent and slashing out.

Swish!

A sharp sword light swept over, and the man in gray was shocked. He never expected that Yang Xuan, a boy with a low cultivation base, would be able to evade his attack and even launch a counterattack.

Like a lightning bolt, his true essence was running in his body, and the long knife in his hand stood upright, blocking him. In his opinion, the low-grade treasure long knife in his hand, supplemented with true essence, was enough to block Yang Xuan's sword.

Click!

With a crisp sound, the long knife in his hand was broken, and it was as vulnerable as tofu slag.

"Ah, me, I'm not reconciled..." The gray-clothed man screamed bitterly, his face was ashen, there was no trace of blood on his face, only fear and nostalgia for life.

"I said, to kill you, you only need a sword, and you can die in peace." Yang Xuan sneered.

"Old, boss, report for me... report..." He spat out a few words intermittently, the gray-clothed man threw himself to the ground, with a large slit in his waist, and blood and internal organs splashed all over the floor.

"what!"

He Lianfang and the others were shocked, as if they had seen a ghost, they all couldn't believe their eyes, a young man from the sixth level of the condensed Yuan realm, actually killed a master of the third level of the real astral realm with one sword.

"How is this possible!?" Xu Jing exclaimed, her mouth wide open, as if it could fit a duck's egg. She reached out and rubbed her eyes vigorously, and found that the man in gray was really dead, and the bloody corpse was lying on the ground. on the ground.

"One sword, he actually only made one sword!" Wang Chuan and Xie Fei were stunned and shocked. They didn't take Yang Xuan's sentence to kill you to heart. Knowing that Yang Xuan really did it.