Eternal Demon King

Ever since he opened the door to life, Yang Xuan's qi and blood have been exuberant, and the blood has flowed endlessly, and the most important thing is strength.

It is no exaggeration to say that his current physical body is comparable to that of a real dragon cub.

This is the terrifying part of the eight doors of life and death. Even if only one of the doors of life is opened, the physical body of the martial artist can be greatly strengthened.

"war!"

A battle word, endless pride.

Swish swish! ! !

Yang Xuan's figure flickered, like a dragon leaping and a tiger leaping, punching punch after punch, like a big river, slamming into Chen Hanlin's body.

Chen Hanlin was too weak, and he was in a hurry. Although he was an all-powerful supernatural powerhouse, he was imprisoned here, and his strength dropped by 80 to 90%.

Whether it is physical strength, strength, speed, or endurance, etc., he is all inferior to Yang Xuan.

This is full suppression!

At this moment, he can only grit his teeth and defend with all his strength.

However, if he defends for a long time, he will lose. Under Yang Xuan's indiscriminate bombardment, he can't resist in just a few breaths.

If it wasn't for his extreme pressure, he would have already vomited blood.

Yang Xuan's strength is so powerful that he is simply unmatched, and he has suffered internal injuries.

The crowd was stunned.

is this real?

It took only a minute or two to fight, Chen Hanlin showed a downturn, and was chased and beaten by Yang Xuan like a gust of wind and rain.

Who can believe this scene if you don't see it with your own eyes?

"This child is so powerful at a young age, and in a few years, he will be able to get it!?"

"It will take a few years to get there. Your Excellency, did you forget the Hall of Eternal Life, and it will be opened in more than a year. It is said that the Hall of Eternal Life is only a hundred years old, and the outside world is only a mere January."

"Yes, as long as this child can come out of the Eternal Life Palace alive, it is entirely possible to reach the realm of divine power, and even step into the supreme."

"Here, Yang Xuan is only eighteen years old this year. If he can be honored before the age of twenty, he will create an unprecedented myth that will be passed down to future generations."

Several seniors from the Fate Fate Realm gathered to discuss, with shocking expressions on their faces.

"Beast, enough!"

Suddenly, a roar like a beast resounded through the world.

Chen Hanlin blushed and had a thick neck, mobilizing all his strength, facing the incoming fist, a hand knife slashed towards Yang Xuan's throat.

It's a blow!

Yang Xuan's eyes twitched, he retracted his fists and flew back, quickly avoiding.

Don't look at him with half an immortal body, but if such a vital part as the throat suffers such a blow, the entire head will probably be shaved off. At that time, no matter how strong his physical recovery is, he will not be able to reattach his head. neck.

"What a quick response!"

The crowd was both surprised and emotional. Everyone could see that it was a blow from Chen Hanlin with all his strength, but Yang Xuan still avoided it.

"Old guy, this blow should have exhausted your stamina, what are you fighting against me now?"

A loud shout was like thunder on the ground. Yang Xuan's toes were a little on the ground, and his figure rushed out in a straight line. Along the way, the wind whistled and roared, which showed how fast he was.

At this moment, he is truly possessed by the god of war, and his body shows the arrogance of self-respect, and he is unstoppable.

In the blink of an eye, he came to Chen Hanlin and punched with all his strength.

boom!

Chen Hanlin dodged for a little while before he was punched in the chest. He was beaten furiously with blood on the spot. He flew over a dozen meters and fell heavily on the ground. An old face was pale and bloodless. The top is even more bloody, and I don't know how many bones have been broken, and the breath is sluggish.

The faces of many spectators were full of shock. What kind of combat power was this? With just one punch, Chen Hanlin was severely injured and he was half-killed.

"Haha, what a goddamn powerhouse, that's all, it's just like that!"

Yang Xuanchang laughed, full of pride.

"puff!"

Just as Chen Hanlin was about to get up, when he heard Yang Xuan's words, he became furious and vomited blood.

"Elder Chen!"

"Come together and kill this little beast."

A group of Yinguimen martial artists were shocked and angry, wishing they could smash Yang Xuan's bones to ashes.

"What is it called, if you want revenge, come up and fight."

Yang Xuan tilted his head to look at Sun Yan and the others below.

"you……"

Changsun Yan was furious.

"Don't you, mine, all come up, the young master fights all of you alone."

Yang Xuan's eyes were as bright as electricity, his black hair was flying, and with a sonorous voice, he was about to pierce the sky, "I am not afraid of hundreds or thousands of dogs like you."

As soon as these words came out, there was a dead silence in the audience.

Yang Xuan actually released a rhetoric, wanting to fight against Zhang Sun Yan and a group of people alone.

What kind of heroism is this, looking at the world, I am afraid that he is the only one who dares to do so.

"I am a tyrant, and I am a tyrant. I am destined to make thousands of enemies in this life. Come up, but please fight."

Yang Xuan shouted wildly, and his fighting spirit soared across the world.

A group of Yin Ghost Sect warriors were ashamed and indignant, and someone shouted: "We are so many, we are afraid of what he will do, let's go together and kill him."

"Kill! Kill! Kill!..."

One after another, the sound of killing was about to tear the world apart. Except for Changsun Yan who hesitated, all the remaining Yinguimen warriors moved, and they jumped out one by one.

There are about thirty people in total, and none of them are weak. They are all the elites of the ghost gate. Some of them are the elders of the ghost gate and the outer gate.

This is definitely a tough lineup!

Although he was imprisoned on this mountain and couldn't use his Yuan force, so many masters attacked in a group, and it was enough to sweep any warrior below the realm of divine power.

"Don't go there!"

Chen Hanlin finally regained his anger, and when he saw many Yinguimen warriors killing Yang Xuan, he immediately changed his color and scolded him.

"Haha, it's a good time, the young master will kill him today and turn the world upside down, and the blood will flow like a river."

Yang Xuan laughed loudly and ignored Chen Hanlin who was not far away. He came to the three of them like a gust of wind and punched three times in a row.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

There were three muffled sounds, and before the three of them recovered, their bodies collapsed in mid-air, and their flesh and blood flew.

"Second kill!"

The whole body of the crowd exploded with cold hairs. Those were the three strong men of the ghost gate. They couldn't even take a punch from Yang Xuan, and they were smashed to pieces.

There were also a small number of women in the crowd. Seeing this bloody scene, they only felt that their stomach was rolling, and they almost vomited out, and their faces were as pale as paper.

"Damn, don't get close to him, let's mobilize the martial spirit together, and kill him!"

someone exclaimed.

This is a tall, slender, hook-nosed old man with a cultivation base at the peak of the Destiny Realm.

"Beast, go to hell, the fire dragon dances wildly!"

With a roar, he attacked brazenly, and while waving his hands, there was a loud bang, and a scarlet fire dragon that was more than ten meters in size came out of the sky, and charged towards Yang Xuan with its fangs and claws.

"Rock Martial Spirit, fall to the rock and kill!"

"Thunderbolt Martial Spirit, five thunders hit the top!"

"Arrow Martial Spirit, an arrow that breaks the sky!"

...

With bursts of angry shouts, many Yinguimen martial artists raised their hands to the sky, bursting with strange power, and the sky above their heads suddenly surged, condensing a large rock as large as a small mountain.

As for the others, some motivated the Thunder and Lightning Martial Spirit, some took out the bow and arrow from the storage ring, and cast the Arrow Martial Spirit...

A group of people is extremely fast, but in the blink of an eye...

Fire dragons, rocks, lightning, arrows, all kinds of splendid brilliance emerged, bursting out energy fluctuations that destroyed the sky and the earth, landslides and tsunamis slammed towards Yang Xuan, drowning the vast void in front of him, and there was no way to hide. can hide.

"Under the sky full of martial spirits, this kid can't possibly survive, right!?"

The crowd was horrified, wondering if Yang Xuan could resist this wave of terror.

"It's all rubbish martial spirits, all of them will be destroyed by Lao Tzu." Yang Xuan roared wildly, and attacked with a punch.

With a bang, the huge fire dragon's head was the brunt of it, and it fell apart when he punched it, turning it into flames all over the sky.

break! break! break! ! !

Another blast, fist shadows flying, lightning, rocks, arrows, and all kinds of brilliance, all of which were blown up by him with brute force, and waves of air spread out, causing the heaven and the earth to be chaotic and trembling.

"My mother, is this still human!?"

"Perverted, perverted, so many martial spirits can't hurt him!"

"This kind of flesh, who can't match the Supreme Being!?"

The crowd was greatly stimulated and completely exploded.

"kill!"

Yang Xuan, as if there was no one by his side, moved in a flash, and rushed towards the nearest few Yinguimen martial artists.

His speed was as fast as lightning, and he swept thousands of troops with one leg. The heaven and the earth resonated, and the force of 30,000 to 40,000 jin burst out, suppressing the ten directions.

With a few puffs, several Yinguimen martial artists were swept out, and before they landed, their bodies were blown to pieces in the void, and the sky was full of flesh and blood.

"You, die too."

Yang Xuan turned his eyes, locked on a group of a dozen people, and rushed away, a pair of fists rumbled endlessly, and they were invincible, shaking the sky and the earth.

Suddenly, a chilling murderous intent came, and the hooked-nosed old man with the highest cultivation level appeared like a ghost, waving his spear like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole, and stabbed Yang Xuan's vest with all his strength, fast and ruthless.

This is a sneak attack, but also a lore!

"You can't kill me!"

Yang Xuan suddenly turned around, reached out and grabbed the incoming spear, and then the spear couldn't advance any further.

"Huh?" The hooked-nosed old man's pupils shrank suddenly.

This was too sudden. He attacked first and used all his strength, but he still had no choice but to get Yang Xuan, and he grabbed the spear with his bare hands.

At this moment, he could clearly feel Yang Xuan's power.

Under this power, the spear in his hand, let alone stabbing Yang Xuan, couldn't even pull it out.

"Bo Yang, quickly abandon the gun!"

Chen Hanlin cried.

However, it was too late.

"Break it for Lao Tzu!"

Yang Xuan's eyes were wide open, like an angry god, and his right arm suddenly exerted strength.

Click!

This invincible high-grade spirit spear was broken in two on the spot, half of which happened to be tightly held by Yang Xuan. I saw his right arm slashed, a spear stabbed forward, and with a thud, it fell into the chest of the hook-nosed old man. Passing through the heart, it brought out a coquettish blood flower.