Eternal Demon King

"Without the power of the Immortal King, in my eyes, you are at best an old man. I will kill you like a butcher."

Yang Xuan let out a cold snort, and the flow of the avenues around his body seemed to be able to crush everything. This was the power to swallow the heavens, which was revealed by him without reservation, making his fists seem to be able to shake the universe and destroy the world.

"I want to see, how many punches can you pick me up?"

He broke free from the shackles like a god and demon. He was extremely terrifying. He threw hundreds of punches in a row, punched to the flesh, and saw blood. The flow continued, the breath was sluggish, and the embarrassment was extreme.

"Haha, what bastard God Race Immortal King, you are not being beaten by my feet. I have to say that you are really too weak. If you weren't born earlier than me, you wouldn't even be worthy of my shoes."

Yang Xuan raised his head and laughed loudly. He was unstoppable. He punched Han Wuji right in the face, smashing Han Wuji's entire old face to the bone, and dented it. to do so.

To him, Han Wuji is the most damnable. The hatred for Han Wuji in his heart is even stronger than that of Han Daosheng. This old guy, relying on his high cultivation, wants to suppress him and make him submit. should be severely humiliated.

Han Wuji's hair was disheveled, his face was covered in blood, his teeth had been broken several times, and he was bleeding non-stop.

The crowd paid close attention to it, and it was already shocking to say it. The Wuji Immortal King of the dignified ancient god Han family, who is considered a master in the entire immortal realm, is now being pressed and rubbed like this, and there is almost no counterattack. What a shame and inconceivable this is.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, no one would have believed this scene to be true.

At this moment, the ancestors of Yuhua were stunned. Their Yuhuamen have been passed down from the ancestors of Yuhua. Although every hundreds of thousands of years, a group of immortal geniuses will emerge, but none of those people can compare with Yang Xuan.

The ancestor of Yuhua also felt very fortunate that he did not abandon Yang Xuan and left him in Yuhuamen.

"hateful!"

Compared with the ancestors of Yuhua, the ancestors of Xuanyin and the ancestors of Xuefu, they are not happy at all. They have formed a relationship with Yang Xuan. If Yang Xuan does not die today, then they will have trouble sleeping and eating in the future.

Not to mention the Primordial Yan Emperor above Yang Xuan, Yang Xuan alone already has the strength to threaten them. ,

This is a real evildoer, and over time, no one can really check and balance it.

"What a powerful force!"

At this moment, what You Yunjing, Fang Baiyu, Li Minghua, or the young talents from all over the world were all stunned by Yang Xuan's formidable strength. Compared with Xuan, the difference is not small.

Yang Xuan's strength is in harmony with Tao, and his combat power is shocking. Unless his cultivation base is much higher than him, it will be difficult for anyone who comes to match him, and he will be suppressed by his bare hands.

"How can he be so strong, the opponent is the Immortal King of the God Race, and he can't match him!" Feng Shaobao's face was pale, he gritted his teeth and roared, and he was extremely jealous of Yang Xuan.

"This child's climate is ready, and he has Emperor Yan's protection. Fortunately, you and I didn't form a deadly feud with him, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable."

Zhou Zheng sighed and said to Liu Qing who was standing beside him.

Liu Qing's eyes were blank and he didn't say a word, as if he hadn't heard Zhou Zheng's words, his heart was already immersed in horror and could not extricate himself.

"Evil animal, even if the old man is dead, he will pull your back!"

Han Wuji screamed wildly, not hesitate to burn blood essence, with boundless thunder light in both palms, trying to block Yang Xuan's attack with this.

"The dog that bites doesn't bark, just come to fight!"

Yang Xuan shouted, his fists blasted out one after another, the attack was like a hurricane, violent and fast, not giving Han Wuji the slightest chance to breathe.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The two fought in close quarters, and the attack power made the entire Misty Immortal City tremble. Many spectators looked at Yang Xuan, only attacking but not defending, and chasing after Han Wuji, all of them swallowing their saliva and feeling horrified.

Only in the real fairyland, it can crush a high-ranking immortal king. Although Han Wuji's strength has been greatly weakened, the immortal king is the immortal king, and it is enough to easily kill the immortal king and immortal saint.

This result can only show that Yang Xuan already has a combat power that surpasses that of the Immortal Monarch and Immortal Saint. Even an ordinary Immortal King, I am afraid that he will have to turn his hands and be killed by him, and it is impossible to survive.

"Too deceiving!"

Han Wuji was seriously injured and repeatedly humiliated, roaring like a wild beast, his eyes were fierce and full of blood, and he would kill Yang Xuan at the expense of his life span.

"Are you going to work hard?"

Yang Xuan was disdainful, let go completely, opened and closed, his fists were bombarded in turn, and he continued to move forward. The fists were blessed with the power of the Dao, as if they could shatter the void.

Bang bang bang! ! !

Han Wuji tried his best to fight, but he still couldn't help Yang Xuan. Not only that, his fists and feet, every time they collided with Yang Xuan's fists, were under the same pressure as mountains, causing him to retreat and suffer unbearably.

Ding Ding Deng! ! !

He took hundreds of steps backwards in a row, and his whole body was in severe pain. If he had been nourished by mana for a very long time, his body might not be able to withstand it and collapse on the spot.

"Old man, didn't you stand tall before and treated me like an ant? Why can't you be arrogant now?"

Yang Xuan pressed step by step, strong and domineering, his fists were like raindrops, and he attacked Han Wuji.

"This goddess killed you!"

Suddenly, there is a murderous intention, and a figure suddenly kills from afar, who is not Han Daosheng? Seeing that Han Wuji was already showing signs of decline, he had no choice but to take action and join forces with Han Wuji to deal with Yang Xuan.

"Suffer to death!"

Han Daosheng didn't hold back, he came up with the ultimate move, and stabbed Yang Xuan's vest with a straight sword. The power of light and destruction burst out, as if it was a sneak attack.

"Go away! I don't have time to take care of you now."

Yang Xuan seemed to have long eyes behind his back, and kicked back with a kick as powerful as a mountain, unstoppable, and Han Daosheng's hands were cracked, and he flew out with his sword.

At the same time, he stepped up again and threw his fists violently, hitting Han Wuji's chest with a punch that was absolutely nothing fancy.

The strength of this punch was astonishing, Han Wuji's weak body protection mana was useless, and Han Wuji received this punch firmly, and the whole chest was smashed and fractured on the spot, vomiting blood and flying out.

"Shuzi, my Protoss won't let you go!"

Han Wuji roared and rolled like a scarecrow, bringing out a bloody water in the air.

"Really? Then I can't keep you even more, die!"

Yang Xuan rarely talked nonsense, he killed him in one step, grabbed his head with his bare hands, and pinched it hard.

"Pfft", blood splattered, and Han Wuji's entire head shattered like a rotten watermelon in an instant. Only a headless corpse fell from the sky, and a weak figure rose into the sky. Appearance and body shape are almost identical.

Needless to say, that is Han Wuji's Yuanshen.