Eternal Demon King

"Come to fight." Yang Xuan said, in just two words, but with endless arrogance.

Ye Nantian, Pan An, and Mu Qinghong looked sluggish. They were considering whether to stand up for Yang Xuan, but they all fell silent when they saw Yang Xuan slap Nie Bei with a slap.

"Jinghong Slash!" Nie Bei roared, using a stunt of the Hunyuan faction, instantly merging his sword and man, slashing towards Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan looked indifferent, raised his right hand and grabbed it, grabbed the sharp sword in Nie Bei's hand and twisted it, only to hear a muffled "click", and the half-cut sword flew out.

This is Nie Beizhen's life-saving sword, a mid-grade spirit sword forged from tens of thousands of years of cold iron.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard the spirit sword was, it couldn't stop Yang Xuan's tremendous strength.

Everyone slammed their tongues. The combat power of this unknown kid was so terrifying that he broke a mid-grade spirit sword at random, and he didn't look like a human being.

"Young, handsome, arrogant, fearless, and powerful, who is he, it's really amazing!" A beautiful woman held her chest with both hands, and her eyes were full of brilliance.

"This strength is really terrifying, but when did such a young evildoer appear in Zhongzhou, the most important thing is that he clearly didn't use Yuanli just now!" A young man in the third level of heaven and man said in a daze.

The others did not speak. They were as strong as Song Boming. The elders of the inner sects of each faction all looked shocked, all of them staring at Yang Xuan, as if to see through him inside and out.

"How could this be!?" Nie Bei looked at the broken sword in his hand, then raised his head to look at Yang Xuan, exclaiming in disbelief.

"Noisy!" Yang Xuan shouted coldly, raised a big hand, and flew him out.

"Pfft!" Nie Bei's face was full of blood, and Yang Xuan's slap was even more powerful. Half of his face, including the bridge of his nose, was smashed into pieces. He screamed and fell more than ten meters away. , fainted on the spot, and I don't know if it was fainted from pain, or fainted out of humiliation.

"Go!"

At this moment, seven or eight geniuses from the Hunyuan School who came to watch the ceremony with Fu Gongyang suddenly jumped up and rushed towards Yang Xuan.

They all have cultivation bases in the heaven and human realm, and the highest cultivation base even reached the ninth level of the heaven and human realm. It was almost like a sneak attack to kill Yang Xuan.

"A group of ants also want to shake the giant elephant. It's really over their own power." Yang Xuan shouted in a deep voice, urging Yuan Li, and his right fist slammed forward.

Immediately, several fists flashed side by side and roared out. With the strong and pure Yuan force in the body, Yang Xuan's random blow was enough to be invincible at the same level, even if the opponent was a genius of the Hunyuan faction, he also Don't care.

Bang bang bang! ! !

Under the shocking gaze of the crowd, several fists slammed into the seven or eight Hunyuan sect geniuses in an instant.

The speed was so fast that the seven or eight people didn't have time to dodge, and they were attacked by the punching force to break the body-protecting energy. They vomited blood from their mouths, and flew out like kites with broken strings. Outside, several wine tables were knocked over, and several guests were accidentally injured.

"How is this possible? With one punch, several geniuses from the inner sect of the Hunyuan faction have been severely damaged!"

"It's against the sky, what is the origin of this son, his talent is probably not much less than that of Yang Xuan of the Sword God Palace!"

The audience exploded, and many people's eyes widened, and several Hunyuan faction geniuses were blasted away with one punch. This is such a powerful strength that people's hearts are throbbing.

"What are you doing? Come here and kill this daring madman." Song Yun yelled, Yang Xuan slapped Nie Bei stunned without saying a word, and even punched seven or eight of his fellow students. Senior brother, this is simply unimaginable, he no longer dares to underestimate Yang Xuan.

"Can you kill me?" With a sneer, Yang Xuan disappeared from the spot.

"Stop." Song Boming roared as if he saw something.

"If you dare to act rashly, I will kill him immediately." Yang Xuan appeared, reached out and grabbed Song Yun's neck, like wringing a dog to death, and raised him in front of him.

"Let go, let me go..." Song Yun's face flushed, his feet kicked and he struggled, but the more he struggled, the more suffocated he felt.

Yang Xuan's power was so terrifying, it made him feel like he was about to break his neck.

"Shuzi, if my son loses half a hair, I want you to die without a place to be buried." Song Boming was furious with thunder, and fire erupted from his eyes.

After being a teenager for many years, Song Boming was actually kidnapped by his son, and he was still in the public eye. This was the ground breaking on Taisui's head, which made him mad and mad.

"It's so fast, how easy it is to capture Song Yun!" The crowd trembled, and the more they thought about it, the more terrifying and surprised they became. In a split second, Song Yun was actually captured.

"Boy, let go of Song Yun, this old man tells you to leave alive." Fu Gongyang said as he was ready to go.

Up to now, Yang Xuan has attracted his attention. Once he sees the opportunity, he will kill Yang Xuan regardless of his identity, so as to avoid future troubles.

"Shut up, you old dog say a little more, and the young master will kill this little white face surnamed Song." Yang Xuan looked cold, without giving Fu Gongyang any face, he opened his mouth and called him an old dog.

Fu Gongyang's anger exploded his lungs, smoke from the seven orifices, and his wrinkled old face had turned the color of pig liver, which was extremely ugly.

It's too hateful, the dignified Hunyuan Sect's inner sect elders are well-known, but now, a junior in the realm of heaven dares to call him an old dog, he only feels angry, the whole person is on the verge of madness, and his body is full of murderous aura. It made the elders from Qingyun Sect, Bajianmen, Yunlan Villa, Cuiyun Valley, and Ziyang Sect discolored at the same table.

At the same time, they were also shocked by Yang Xuan's courage.

They were still like this, and the rest of the people couldn't calm down. The people present looked at Fu Gongyang, who was choked by Yang Xuan's words, and they were all speechless for a while.

I have to say that the Hunyuan faction has lost face today.

First, Nie Bei, an inner sect genius who had become a blue sea sect, was slapped and knocked out, and several inner sect disciples were severely injured. Then Song Yun became a hostage, and now even Fu Gongyang, an inner sect elder of the Hunyuan sect, has been scolded. Become an old dog, presumably the matter spreads, and the entire Hunyuan sect will feel shameless.

"Waste, be quiet, or my lord will let you never see tomorrow's sun again." Yang Xuan ignored Fu Gongyang and Song Boming, glanced at Song Yun in his hand, and raised his left hand, looking at Xia Yuwei. Several acupuncture points on the chest.

"Cough cough!" Xia Yuwei coughed violently.

For a moment, she felt that she could speak, and looked at Yang Xuan blankly: "Who are you, do we know each other?"

"Let's not talk about this first, I'll ask you to answer." Yang Xuan shook his head and said straight to the point: "Did you come from Zhongzhou alone, or did you come with others?"

"I, I have a few companions, but they were all caught by this shameless person in your hands."

Hearing Xia Yuwei's words, the crowd was in an uproar, although many of them had already seen that Xia Yuwei was not willing to marry Song Yun, but after all, there was no real evidence, and now Xia Yuwei said it herself, this can't help but make people despise Song Yun, and even look at Song Boming His eyes were also different.

As Yang Xuan said before, Song Boming turned a blind eye to his son forcibly robbing people's women.

"Release." Yang Xuan looked at Song Boming and said coldly.

Song Boming was silent, his face was gloomy like water, and it was hard to see the extreme.

Can it be ugly?

His most spoiled son was caught in the public eye, not to mention, and now he is still robbing civilians, he can already predict that Song Boming will be laughing and notorious in the future.

"I asked you to let him go. Whether you're behind your ears or pretending not to hear, it doesn't matter, it seems that the young master has to come up with some means before you can be obedient." After Yang Xuan said, he stretched out his left hand and grabbed Song Yun's A finger, with force, broke, only to hear a squeak, and a bloody finger flew out.

"Ah!" Song Yun's face was hideous, and he screamed like a pig.

The so-called ten fingers are connected to the heart, one of his fingers was broken by Yang Xuan, and the pain can be imagined.

"How ruthless!" Many people's eyelids twitched, their heads and feet were cold, and they all saw that Yang Xuan was a ruthless person. If Song Boming didn't let him go, he would have dared to kill Song Yun.

"Naughty animal, Hugh will hurt my son." Song Boming's face was distorted.

"Let him go immediately, or I will cut off your son's arm." Yang Xuan shouted.

"Come here, go and escort those people here." Song Boming's chest was heaving and he roared with anger and killing intent.

"Yes, Lord Marquis." The guards of the Hou residence in the Vientiane Realm got the order and left in a hurry. After a while, they escorted a few people up.

Several people are familiar faces, Zhou Hu, Cheng Shaofeng, Liu Yueer, Xie Fei, Wang Chuan are all there, Yang Xuan glanced, and even saw the barbarian.

At this moment, everyone was wearing heavy shackles on their hands and feet, which rattled as they walked. Except for Liu Yueer, who was not injured, everyone else was covered in bruises and bruises. Among them, the most seriously injured was Barbarian, one of his The right arm was actually gone, and the only left arm was bleeding continuously, shocking.

"Big Brother Man!" Yang Xuan lost his voice, his eyes turned red all of a sudden. Before leaving Xingchen Island, Manba had made an agreement with him to come to Zhongzhou Sword God Palace to find him. Who knew that when we met today, Manba was actually beheaded. Lost a right arm.

"Who are you?" Barbarian raised his head, and under his unkempt hair, a pair of unyielding and bloodshot eyes looked at Yang Xuan suspiciously.

"Say, who broke my eldest brother's arm?" Yang Xuan's black hair danced wildly, and a terrifying murderous aura surged out like a tornado.

This murderous aura was too terrifying, like an ancient beast awakening from a deep sleep, wanting to slaughter the world.