Eternal Demon King

"Who are you!?"

Sun Wanfu abruptly stood up and glared at Yang Xuan, his expression extremely ferocious.

The patriarch of the dignified clan, an old and powerful person from the sixth level of the Immortal King Realm, was so embarrassed by a junior who appeared out of nowhere. He really couldn't afford to lose this person.

It is true that with his tyrannical mana, his injury is not so serious, but an injury is an injury. This is not an indisputable fact. No matter how he hides it, outsiders can see this confrontation. He obviously suffered a loss.

The most unacceptable thing for him was that he was half-kneeled by the opponent's punch, which was simply beyond shame.

When the news spreads, his grandson Wanfu will also be ruined and ridiculed.

"This person's origin is unknown, and his face is tight. I am afraid that he is not a person from our vast immortal realm. Could it be a descendant of an ancient aristocratic family from the outer realm?"

"Hey, only those real immortal forces in this world can teach such enchanting characters!"

"This son's cultivation base is obviously only the appearance of entering the Immortal Sovereign Realm. Why is his combat power so terrifying, especially his physical body, which is much better than many old demons who have been practicing for many years and have proven themselves."

At this moment, the ancestors of all immortal kings also focused their attention on Yang Xuan, secretly guessing his origin.

Such a young Immortal Monarch, a genius who can injure Sun Wanfu strongly, no one would believe him if he had no background.

"It's him, it can't be wrong!"

Soon, among a group of juniors of the Tibetan Sword Palace, someone suddenly exclaimed.

"Shen An, do you know this person?"

Situ Yun descended from the sky and immediately came to the disciple of the Tibetan Sword Palace who was speaking, and asked in a deep voice.

"Reporting to the ancestors, the disciple once saw this person in the Tianyao Mountain Range, but he was repelled by the opponent with one blow. At that time, he didn't even have time to see his appearance, but he remembered his appearance and breath. ."

The disciple of the Tibetan Sword Palace named Shen An said word by word: "The disciple is sure that he is that person. He seems to have stayed in the Tianyao Mountains for a long time."

There is another sentence Shen An didn't say, that is, at first he thought Yang Xuan was an immortal saint, who would think that he was not an immortal saint at all, but just an immortal monarch, which was much lower than his cultivation. .

"And this!"

Situ Yun squinted his eyes and waved Shen An back at will. For a while, he had no idea to stand up for Shen An. Even Sun Wanfu was injured by Yang Xuan's fist. Yang Xuan's strength was evident.

"Junior, the old man asked you, who are you?"

Sun Wanfu quickly asked again, his eyes were fierce and pressing, as if he was going to eat people. At this moment, everyone could feel his anger.

"My name is Lin Feng. Of course, Lin Feng is just my pseudonym. You don't deserve to know my true identity."

Yang Xuan said lightly.

"You're crazy, the old man admits it, this old man will remember it, and he will pay it back in the future."

Sun Wanfu gritted his teeth and said that he was not sure that he could kill Yang Xuan, but if he wanted to leave, Yang Xuan would never be able to keep him.

"If you have revenge, you have to report it as soon as possible, so why wait until later. Besides, don't you think you can really get away?"

Yang Xuan was amused, his body moved, the Great Void Technique unfolded, and the speed was unbelievably fast, and he killed him straight.

Now that he has forged a beam, there is nothing to say. Either you die or I die, this is also his consistent code of conduct.

"This son, really want to kill Sun Wanfu!"

"Should we go over and help?"

"No, this Sun Wanfu is arrogant and domineering. If he died here today, it would not be a bad thing for us."

The ancestors of the immortal kings from all sides looked at each other, and they didn't mean to intervene.

Having said that, even if they join forces to kill Yang Xuan today, who can guarantee that there will be no experts behind Yang Xuan who will come to seek revenge?

In short, they would never dare to act rashly before inquiring into the details of Yang Xuan.

"Every fellow, what are you still doing, as long as you kill this person, the corpse of the demon emperor and the inner core of the soul-devouring beast will be waiting for me. Besides, there must be a lot of hidden treasures on this son, which is probably the best precious things."

Sun Wanfu shouted and had to fight against Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan was so aggressive that he hardly gave him any time to breathe. He had no choice but to fight with him.

"court death!"

A cold light flashed in Yang Xuan's eyes, and he punched with great force, causing the void to rumble.

After refining the blood of the demon emperor, his physique is undoubtedly more sturdy than before. Even if he doesn't use the ghost battle body, it is enough to kill ordinary fairy kings.

Even against the middle-ranking immortal kings like Sun Wanfu, he also has the power to fight, not to mention that he secretly mobilized the power to swallow the heavens, then Sun Wanfu is even less likely to be his opponent.

"You still can't kill the old man, can you really be the old man who can't help you?"

Sun Wanfu roared, and quickly sacrificed a magic weapon. It was an ancient tripod with three legs and two ears, and countless Taoist patterns were engraved on it.

As soon as the tripod came out, it quickly enlarged, and with a loud bang, Yang Xuan was crushed to the bottom, causing the earth to vibrate violently, as if a terrible earthquake had occurred.

The crowd stood unsteadily, and they all showed a look of astonishment. Even the high-ranking Immortal King would be unbearable when such a big cauldron fell.

"No, Brother Lin won't just die like this!"

Li Xiaoran and Zhao Ming were pale and worried.

"Hmph, under the Zhenshan Ding of my Sun family, no matter how strong your physical body is, you have to be killed by a Ding, and there is absolutely no possibility of life."

Sun Wanfu sneered endlessly. Their Sun family is famous for refining tools. This Zhenshan Ding is a family killing weapon that was made by their ancestors and passed down from generation to generation.

Their Sun family is also able to gain a foothold in the vast immortal realm because of this killer.

"This old guy, even brought out Zhen Shan Ding!"

The ancestors of the immortal kings from all sides sucked in a cold breath, but Situ Yun, the ancestor of the Tibetan Sword Palace, raised his brows and couldn't help but said: "Sun Laoer, you are afraid that you will kick the iron plate this time, this person seems to be the same. not dead."

Following Situ Yun's words, the huge Zhenshan cauldron that entered the mountain was lifted up with one hand by a figure. Who else was Yang Xuan who carried the cauldron?

"This is impossible!"

Sun Wanfu's eyes widened. Even a big mountain could be crushed down by his pedestal, but Yang Xuan couldn't help it. Instead, he was propped up by the opponent's bare hands. No matter how you look at this picture, it is shocking.

People were equally shocked and couldn't believe it was true, but with the facts in front of them, they couldn't help but believe it.

"Zhenshan Ding, it's barely a mouthful, but unfortunately, you used this Ding in the wrong place."

Yang Xuan said lazily, secretly swallowing the heavens, and forcibly erased Sun Wanfu's spiritual sense left on the Zhenshan cauldron, and then saw that the cauldron kept shrinking in his hand until it became the size of a palm.

"Shuzi, hurry up and return my Baoding!"

If Sun Wanfu felt anything, his whole body trembled with anger. This was his magic weapon, and it was also the fairy cauldron used by their Sun family to suppress luck, but it was easily taken away by Yang Xuan.

"Since it's a treasure tripod, of course someone has to try it out, and I'm just the right person to be the owner of this tripod."

Yang Xuan weighed the small cauldron in his hand, and his words were extremely humiliating.