Eternal Demon King

"This is too strong, an ancient poisonous centipede corpse was killed by him in an instant."

"The rumors are true. This son and the Yan Emperor's descendant, Lin Feng, are indeed rare arrogant evildoers in the world. No wonder the elders want to make friends with them."

A group of Qingyang Sect disciples talked a lot, and they were all shocked. It was Wang Feng, who had always been conceited. At this moment, his eyes widened and he secretly swallowed his saliva.

Hearing is false, seeing is believing, just based on the powerful strength Yang Xuan showed just now, he can never be his opponent, and he can't even take a move from the opponent.

Between the rise of the rabbit and the fall of the falcon, Zhao Tianming slapped Zhao Tianming twice to destroy the ancient poisonous centipede corpse. How many people in the same generation can do it?

But Yang Xuan not only did it easily, he never used the slightest mana from beginning to end, which was shocking and unbelievable.

"Without the ancient poisonous centipede, you will lose your right-hand man. How can you fight my enemy?"

Yang Xuan stood in the air, looked at Zhao Tianming with disdain, and said unceremoniously.

"you……"

Zhao Tianming was so angry that he couldn't speak, but Wu Lingyan couldn't help but shouted in a crisp voice: "Husband, stop playing, and quickly kill this pervert."

This Zhao Tianming is full of evil and evil, and if he really wants to live, it will be a big disaster for all women in the world.

"Damn you!"

Zhao Tianming drank violently, his expression was ferocious and twisted, and he hated Wu Lingyan, only to see him grit his teeth and say: "Bitch, you better not fall into my hands, otherwise I will let you try to live but not die. The taste of not being able to."

"To shut up."

Wu Lingyan scolds.

"It's just a dying person, Yan'er can't be angry with him."

Yang Xuandao killed Zhao Tianming in one step. Zhao Tianming had been prepared for a long time, and just as he was about to make a move, he was imprisoned by a mysterious force, and his body could not move for a while.

"What method is this!?"

He screamed, his face full of astonishment.

Yang Xuan didn't answer, grabbed his neck, raised it in front of him, and said coldly, "You dare to attack my woman for something like garbage, it's just beyond your own power."

"Big, big elder, save, save me..."

Zhao Tianming's eyes bulged, and his mouth roared again and again.

Yang Xuan's big hand tightly locked his throat, and he couldn't break free at all. What made him even more frightened and uneasy was that the strength from Yang Xuan's hand was so terrifying, as if he could squeeze it with a little more force. Broken his throat.

"Junior, let him go!"

Above, the icy shout of the old ghost Mo Li came like thunder.

"Old ghost, your opponent is me."

He Yiming shouted loudly, holding the Qingyang Sword, desperately entangled the old ghost Mo Li, not giving him the slightest chance to get close to Yang Xuan.

"Can Elder He still hold on?" Yang Xuan asked.

"It's okay, with the Qingyang Sword in hand, it's not easy for this guy to kill me."

He Yiming said.

"You dare to be mad when you are about to die, even if I kill this son, I will clean up you again, the hell of hell!"

The old ghost Mo Li let out a cold snort, waved his hand, and a ghostly picture unfolded like a strange black mist. He Yiming was taken in all of a sudden, and He Yiming came out one after another. An angry roar, it seems that it will be difficult to get out for a while.

"Big elder!"

At this moment, Wang Feng and other Qingyang Sect disciples all changed their faces.

"Don't worry, your great elder won't die in a short time."

Yang Xuan said lightly, but he did not forget to look at the old ghost Mo Li, squinting his eyes and said, "This magic weapon of your cave is really powerful."

"This is the magic weapon of this old man's life. Naturally, it is a very common magic weapon. In order to refine this picture of the Purgatory of Ten Thousand Ghosts, the old man used to sacrifice millions of immortal monks."

Hearing the words of the old ghost Mo Li, many Tianyin sect disciples did not feel anything wrong, but Wang Feng and other Qingyang sect disciples, or Wu Lingyan, just felt extremely horrified.

Yang Xuan looked as usual, and mocked: "Just to refine a magic weapon, you old guy killed millions of monks, you are really cruel."

"Stop talking nonsense, and let the old man go immediately. As long as you are willing to let him go, the old man can promise to spare your life."

After all, a tyrannical coercion was released from the old ghost Mo Li, and a head of suppression was directed towards Yang Xuan.

"Haha, don't let me go, do you really want to die?"

Zhao Tianming grinned and smiled frantically in pain. Since their Tianyin Sect Great Elder took action, he would be saved.

"If you want to die, you will die first!"

Yang Xuan sneered contemptuously, his hand suddenly exerted strength, Zhao Tianming didn't say a word, he died on the spot, and even the Yuanshen who escaped in a hurry was smashed to pieces by his fingers.

This scene shocked everyone. Except for Wu Lingyan, none of them thought that Yang Xuan would kill Zhao Tianming so neatly.

After a short absence, the eyes of the Tianyin Sect cultivators were all red, and at the same time they were extremely heart palpitations.

"Damn, he actually killed Senior Brother Zhao Tianming!"

"Also ask the elders to kill this son and avenge Senior Brother Zhao."

When Yang Xuan killed Zhao Tianming, that was to prepare for a war with their Tianyin Sect. In addition, if Yang Xuan did not die, it would be a great threat to them.

Even Zhao Tianming, who had the highest cultivation base, was killed by Yang Xuan with his bare hands. With all of them present, who could match him?

"Shuzi is courting death!"

The old ghost Mo Li shouted, but he was really angry. He spoke up, and even used coercion. He thought that he would be able to subdue Yang Xuan, so that he did not dare to let go.

Who would have thought that this son was so good, under his powerful pressure, he could still kill with force and force. This is simply a slap in the face, and when the news spreads, it will make him lose face.

"If you want to kill me, I also need you to have that ability!"

Yang Xuan pouted, and the people quickly rushed out, killing the group of Tianyin Sect cultivators on the opposite side by himself.

"stop!"

The old ghost Mo Li was shocked and angry, a big hand stuck out, turned into a huge ghost claw, and lightning grabbed Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan was fearless, his figure flickered, and he avoided the attack. At the same time, the screams continued to sound, and the Tianyin Sect monks were killed by Yang Xuan like a wolf entering a flock before they could resist. went in.

He was decisive and merciless. His punches and kicks were full of violent beauty, and he killed dozens of people in just one encounter.

This scene also shocked Wang Feng and other Qingyang Sect disciples. Facing Mo Li, the old ghost king, Yang Xuan was not afraid to say anything, and he attacked a group of Tianyin Sect cultivators. .

"Monster, this man is a monster!"

"Go back!"

In the panic, the cultivators of Tianyin Sect who were still alive were scattered like birds and beasts, fleeing in all directions.

This is also too terrifying. It is better than their Tianyin Sect's great elder, who was not able to stop this son at the first time. Instead, he let the other party act in front of him and killed so many of their classmates.