Eternal Demon King

"I'm not finished with me? Can you still bite me?"

Yang Xuan disdain, shook his head and sneered, "I have refined the blood of the gods, you lose your heart to die!"

Han Daosheng has the blood of the ancient gods. If he can swallow that drop of blood, his blood will be strengthened. Unfortunately, the blood is gone. No matter how much Han Daosheng wants, he can only end in disappointment.

"God's blood is something that the Son of God must get. For this, he paid two ancient gods. How can you just grab it? Even if you eat it, I want you to spit it out for me."

Han Daosheng's eyes were splitting, and his eyes seemed to be eating people. Yang Xuan took away the blood of God in front of the world. This was not only the ground breaking on Tai Sui's head, but also Chi Guoguo's robbery.

Even if Emperor Xuanling Buddha personally came, there is no reason to account for it.

Buddhism teaches a word of reason in everything, and Han Daosheng does not believe in Xuanling Buddha, a dignified Buddhist emperor, and will continue to protect Yang Xuan regardless of Buddhist laws and regulations.

"Let me spit it out? The breath is really not small. You can come up and give it a try if you have the ability."

Yang Xuan was calm and carried his hands on his back. Today, he doesn't take Han Daosheng in his eyes at all, and he is confident that he can fight against him purely with his physical body.

It is true that Han Daosheng is the proud son of the Protoss, and his strength is not weak, but he is not an ordinary true fairyland monk.

Leaving aside the physical body, his cultivation has already reached the pinnacle of the real fairyland, and his mana contains a lot of sun god fire, and he even inherited some kind of divine power of the sun god bird.

Taking this opportunity, he just happened to try the power of that magical power, and naturally he didn't mind using Han Daosheng as a whetstone.

Some people are born extremely conceited and arrogant, and they should teach them a lesson.

"Boy, you have to die if you forcibly take the blood of God. Even if Emperor Xuanling Buddha comes, it will be useless, not to mention that Emperor Xuanling is far away in the Buddha's realm, so he may not come to save you."

At this moment, Han Wuji also spoke, his voice was full of fierce murderous intent, and he looked at Yang Xuan as if he was looking at a dead person, as if everything was under his control.

With his cultivation and strength, he is naturally far from being the opponent of Emperor Xuanling Buddha, but it is more than enough to deal with Yang Xuan without any effort.

"I don't need Xuanling Buddha Emperor to save me, and I never thought of living under the protection of others."

Yang Xuandao.

"The ants are still alive, I can only say that you are too arrogant, and the old man will never be soft-hearted when dealing with an arrogant madman like you, a shameless junior."

Han Wuji said coldly.

"In terms of arrogance, the Han Daosheng around you is more than one step better than me. In terms of shamelessness, I am far worse than you. The old man really thinks that I am a soft persimmon. Can you pinch it as you want?"

Yang Xuan shouted loudly, but did not show weakness. He slapped Han Wuji in the face of the world, causing You Yunjing, Fang Baiyu, Li Minghua, Liu Qing, Zhou Zheng, and many of the immortal younger generation in the city to feel unparalleled shock.

And Feng Shaobao, who hated Yang Xuan to the bone, was almost not scared to death, and he was completely determined to seek revenge for Yang Xuan in his heart.

This kind of lunatic who is not afraid of the sky and the earth will never feel better if anyone provokes it. In Feng Shaobao's eyes looking at Yang Xuan, there is only endless fear left.

"You dare to be mad when you are about to die. If this old man will smash your body into tens of thousands of pieces today, it will be hard to dispel the hatred in your heart."

Han Wuji was furious, his face was blue and red, he had already decided to get rid of Yang Xuan, even if he was killed by Xuanling Buddha afterwards, he would not hesitate.

"This son is mine, and I will kill him with my own hands."

Han Daosheng gritted his teeth and said that his hatred with Yang Xuan could not be resolved. If he killed Yang Xuan with absolute strength today, he would be disgraced and ruined in the future.

"In this case, the old slave will snatch the battle for the young master. Hmph, the old man wants to see if there is a guy who eats a bear heart and a leopard and dares to intervene."

As Han Wuji spoke, his icy eyes looked around the audience, especially for a while on Yu Hua's ancestor. Although he didn't say anything, it made Yu Hua's face sank, and the crowd was stunned.

Han Wuji's attitude clearly meant that he was determined to kill Yang Xuan, and it was useless for the Heavenly King to come.

"Is the Immortal King very powerful, I'm not afraid of you, I really want to provoke me, and I will make you peel off when I explode."

Jiutian Winglong shouted, and he was about to come up to help Yang Xuan.

"Just stay quiet."

Yang Xuan lowered his head and swept the Nine Heavens Winged Dragon, then turned his eyes to Han Daosheng, and mocked: "If you want to kill me, you can't just rely on one mouth."

"The son of the gods will use all his strength next, and you, it is best not to try to hide your strength, or you will definitely die in the end."

The voice is still there, Han Daosheng has already risen into the sky, his body is full of mana, and his killing intent is like a tide, confronting Yang Xuan across the air.

"With you, I still can't make me come up with all the means."

Yang Xuan pouted, the Great Void Technique unfolded, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot. When he reappeared, people had come to Han Daosheng.

"So fast!"

Han Daosheng's pupils shrank, and Yang Xuan's speed shocked him. He asked himself that he was extremely fast, but he was not necessarily able to beat Yang Xuan.

"Dare to be distracted in battle? Take a punch from me!"

Yang Xuan shouted violently, swung his right arm sideways, and punched with great force, and a series of gas explosions erupted in an instant.

In this punch, he only used 70% of his power, but this 70% of the power was several times stronger than before he refined the blood.

A drop of the Sun Bird's life essence blood not only advanced his bloodline, but also made his power even more violent.

"Big Bright Fist! Give me death!"

Han Daosheng roared angrily, punched and punched, and the punch was radiant, and the white wave of magic power was boundless, as vast as a river, and contained the power of the law of light.

Yang Xuan was not afraid, his fists were castrated, and there was no fancy collision with Han Daosheng's Great Bright Fist.

boom!

There was a loud noise that shook the sky, and ripples appeared in the whole world, as if they were about to crack, and under this strong confrontation, Yang Xuan and Han Daosheng flew out one after another.

"It's terrifying, this son's body is actually so powerful!"

"One force breaks ten thousand laws, this is the legendary one force breaks ten thousand laws, is this Lin Feng trying to prove the Tao with his own body!?"

At this moment, I don't know how many people exclaimed.

That Han Daosheng used a secret technique, but Yang Xuan was able to resist with his physical body, which is evident in his physical strength.

Such a rare body refiner cannot be shaken at all, and can only be dealt with with powerful mana. Otherwise, if a punch is thrown, the ordinary immortal monarch will also be shattered, and his body will be destroyed.

"Ancestor, is he really Lin Feng?"

Duan De opened his mouth wide, as if he did not expect that Yang Xuan, leaning on his physical body, would be able to compete with the divine sons of the Protoss such as Han Daosheng without losing the slightest.

"He is definitely not Lin Feng. The Lin Feng you know may have already died in the barren mountains."

Fang Baiyu hummed lightly.

"What nonsense are you talking about, I and you, Lin Feng, are good brothers. I know best whether he is Lin Feng."

Having said that, Duan De was always a little unsure in his heart. After all, the former Lin Feng was too low-key, and his low-keyness made him feel nothing extraordinary.

But now, the Lin Feng in his eyes is sharp-edged, looking at the world, the contrast between the two is not too big.

"Whether he is Lin Feng, what does it matter to you?"

The ancestor Yuhua shook his head slightly and said to Duan De: "You just need to remember that he treats you like a friend and has no ill intentions towards you."

"The ancestor said that he is not Lin Feng..."

Duan De was stunned in place. He had been practicing for so many years. If he couldn't follow the words of Yu Hua's ancestors, he would be a fool.