Eternal Demon King

Gradually, Yang Xuan's body quickly became hot, and his skin was flushed, as if he could seep blood. This was caused by the surging Qi and blood caused by the pain.

Yang Xuan was panting like a cow, sweating profusely, and even a little blood was mixed in the sweat.

Discovering this, he quickly closed the pores of his body to prevent the loss of Qi and blood.

These bloodshots contain a little energy of immortal water, so naturally they cannot be wasted in vain.

At this moment, despite the turbulent qi and blood in his body, he is still within his tolerance. He has always maintained the posture of the Xuanwu Great Power Technique, and has worked hard to temper the six internal organs, striving to be able to practice the internal organs today.

Time passed bit by bit, and in the blink of an eye, he had been practicing for three hours.

At this moment, as the last bottle of Immortal God's Water was refined, his six internal organs vibrated, causing his five internal organs to hum in unison, making a thumping sound.

Opening his eyes, Yang Xuan's eyes shone brightly, he took a deep breath, and then let out a breath, only to feel that his breathing became smoother, and his whole body was full of great energy.

At this time, his internal organs were as hard as iron, but he did not lose tenacity. Every time he breathed, his body would transmit a strange rhythm.

Yang Xuan sighed: "Finally, I have finished practicing the internal organs, and then I can find a time to retreat and practice the eight aspects of life and death."

There are eight gates of life and death, and each gate is accompanied by corresponding dangers. Although the gate of life is the easiest to get through, it is still a trivial matter if one is disturbed and one’s previous efforts are abandoned.

"Try your strength!" Yang Xuanqi sank into his dantian and punched out.

"Boom!" There was a dull loud noise, a vacuum appeared, and the whole practice room was violently windy, and there was a lot of movement.

"Very good, the fist strength really reached 20,000 catties!" Yang Xuan was very excited. Now that he is facing Jin Ming, he is sure to rely on the war puppet to defeat him, but it is a little difficult to kill Jin Ming. After all, it is the descendant of the ancient divine beast Golden Winged Dapeng. With Dapeng Golden Wings, it is possible to escape even if it cannot be beaten.

Shaking his head, Yang Xuan murmured to himself: "The Xuanwu Great Power has come to an end, and the eight gates of life and death after that, the gate of life, the gate of Xiu, the gate of Du, the gate of injury, the gate of Jing, the gate of shock, the gate of opening, the gate of death, each gate It takes fearlessness, great courage, and great opportunity to get through, and finally the flesh is sanctified."

As he spoke, there was a look of anticipation in his eyes, hoping that one day he could surpass the Master War King and open up all the eight doors of life and death.

"I'm not in a hurry now. When I return to the Sword God Palace, I will use the real dragon fruit to open the door." After wiping the sweat on his face, Yang Xuan left the practice room.

After taking a shower and having a warm meeting with Xia Yuwei, Yang Xuan entered the training room again, preparing to refine the creation of fossils to improve his cultivation. When I came to Zhongzhou from the Dongming Sea, I consumed dozens of dollars, and now there are still about thirty left.

Although it is necessary to absorb a large amount of vitality every time the Heaven and Human Realm is promoted, in Yang Xuan's opinion, if he can refine these thirty or so forged stones, his cultivation base should be able to reach the third Heaven and Human Realm.

Just as Yang Xuan was thinking, the voice of the purgatory boy came: "Boy, someone has come to trouble you."

"Who?"

"Song Boming."

"Oh, where is he?"

Yang Xuan raised his brows slantingly, and there was a cold smile on the corner of his mouth. He was covered by the supreme dragon of the dragon clan, Long Youlan.

"It's just outside the Zuixianlou, but he changed his face, you may not be able to recognize him." The purgatory boy said.

"Hey, do I need to recognize him?" Yang Xuan smiled sadly.

"You kid is really full of bad water, are you planning to use a knife to kill?" The purgatory boy is a person, so he naturally understands what Yang Xuan wants.

"Of course, with the Supreme Being of the Dragon Clan, unless Song Boming doesn't do anything, he will surely die." After Yang Xuan said that, he left the training room and instructed Xia Yuwei to practice well, then he went out of the guest room alone. Didn't let them follow, went down the Zuixianlou all the way, and came outside.

Outside the Zuixianlou, there is a lot of traffic and people come and go.

Yang Xuan stretched out in front of the rising sun, and did not go to find out Song Boming's location. He wandered around the spacious street following the flow of people, quietly waiting for Song Boming's shot.

Song Boming was very careful and did not act in a hurry, probably because he was worried about Di Tian and others in the Zuixian Building.

"It's almost there." Yang Xuan thought as he walked, that he was now several miles away from Zuixianlou, and he knew that Song Boming might attack at any time.

"Little Yang Xuan, your time of death is here!" Just as Yang Xuan was thinking, an angry shout came, and a flash of lightning swept over.

The speed of the approach was extremely fast, and a big hand stuck out, causing a roar in the void, and grabbed Yang Xuan's neck with lightning speed.

"What happened!?"

"Honey, isn't that Yang Xuan, who was actually captured."

"Who is that person, who shoots Yang Xuan so blatantly, isn't he afraid of Sword God Palace's revenge afterwards?"

"If I guessed correctly, he should be Song Boming, the Marquis of Jinyang of the Great Jin Kingdom."

"It turned out to be him, it seems to be seeking revenge!"

"Of course, his son Song Yun was beheaded by Yang Xuan, how could he give up?"

Just as the nearby crowd exclaimed and talked about it, Yang Xuan remained in the grip of Song Boming without changing his face, and said lightly, "If you don't come to me for revenge, you may be able to live three or five years longer, but since you have come Well, just leave your life here today."

"Haha, you're still a bitch when you die, little beast, you have to figure out the situation, you have been captured by me now, I only need to exert force, you will be dead in a different place, and you will die." Song Boming was extremely angry. Laughing, his expression grim, and murderous intent in his eyes.

He hated Yang Xuan thoroughly, and when he learned that Yang Xuan was in the city of chaos, he came day and night.

"Yes, then you can do it." Yang Xuan was still so calm.

This made Song Boming frown, and he couldn't figure it out, but when he thought of his son Song Yun's tragic death in Yang Xuan's hands, he opened his eyes angrily, full of hatred and murderous intent, and roared: "Bastard, my son was killed. You killed me cruelly, and I was also ruined by you, even if I die, I will pull your back and die for Lao Tzu."

After all, he would crush Yang Xuan's neck.

"In this city, whoever dares to touch this kid Yang Xuan, the deity will definitely kill him."

Suddenly, a cold snort resounded like a thunderbolt in the entire chaotic city, causing a big earthquake. Many people heard that the voice came from the cold-faced Venerable who killed without blinking under the Supreme Ranking. trembling.

No one expected that Venerable Lengmian would protect Yang Xuan so much.

Here, with the sound of cold humming, Song Boming vomited blood from his mouth like he was struck by lightning, and the big hand that grabbed Yang Xuan's neck became weak and weak, and was easily freed by Yang Xuan.

"Kneel down." Yang Xuan snorted coldly and kicked Song Boming's right knee.

Click!

The crisp sound of bone cracking came, Song Boming stood unsteadily, knelt down on one knee, and his face was twisted in pain.

"Bang!" Yang Xuan looked cold and did not give up, and he kicked Song Boming's left knee with another kick.

thump!

Song Boming's left leg softened, his knees touched the ground, and he knelt in front of Yang Xuan.

("It's almost there." Yang Xuan thought as he walked, that he was now several miles away from the Zuixianlou, and he knew that Song Boming might attack at any time.

"Little Yang Xuan, your time of death is here!" Just as Yang Xuan was thinking, an angry shout came, and a flash of lightning swept over.

The speed of the approach was extremely fast, and a big hand stuck out, causing a roar in the void, and grabbed Yang Xuan's neck with lightning speed.

"What happened!?"

"Honey, isn't that Yang Xuan, who was actually captured."

"Who is that person, who shoots Yang Xuan so blatantly, isn't he afraid of Sword God Palace's revenge afterwards?"

"If I guessed correctly, he should be Song Boming, the Marquis of Jinyang of the Great Jin Kingdom."

"It turned out to be him, it seems to be seeking revenge!"

"Of course, his son Song Yun was beheaded by Yang Xuan, how could he give up?"

Just as the nearby crowd exclaimed and talked about it, Song Boming still held Yang Xuan's face without changing his face, and said lightly: "If you don't come to me for revenge, you may be able to live three or five years longer, but since you have come Well, just leave your life here today."

"Haha, you're still a bitch when you're about to die, little beast, you have to figure out the situation, you've been captured by me now, I just need to exert force, and you'll die in a different place and die." Song Boming was extremely angry. Laughing, his expression grim, and murderous intent in his eyes.

He hated Yang Xuan thoroughly, and when he learned that Yang Xuan was in the city of chaos, he came day and night.

"Yes, then you can do it." Yang Xuan was still so calm.

This made Song Boming frown, and he couldn't figure it out, but when he thought of his son Song Yun's tragic death in Yang Xuan's hands, he opened his eyes angrily, full of hatred and murderous intent, and roared: "Bastard, my son was killed. You killed me cruelly, and I was also ruined by you, even if I die, I will pull your back and die for Lao Tzu."

After all, he would crush Yang Xuan's neck.

"In this city, whoever dares to touch this kid Yang Xuan, the deity will definitely kill him."

Suddenly, a cold snort resounded in the entire chaotic city, causing a big earthquake. Many people heard that the voice came from the cold-faced Venerable who killed without blinking under the Supreme Ranking. trembling.

No one expected that Venerable Lengmian would protect Yang Xuan so much.

Here, with the sound of cold humming, Song Boming vomited blood from his mouth like he was struck by lightning, and the big hand that grabbed Yang Xuan's neck also became weak, and Yang Xuan easily broke free.

"Kneel down." Yang Xuan snorted coldly and kicked Song Boming's right knee.

Click!

The crisp sound of bone cracking came, Song Boming stood unsteadily, knelt down on one knee, and his face was twisted in pain.

"Bang!" Yang Xuan looked cold and did not give up, and he kicked Song Boming's left knee with another kick.

thump!

Song Boming's left leg softened, his knees touched the ground, and he knelt in front of Yang Xuan. )