Eternal Demon King

boom!

Breakthrough all methods!

Yang Xuan's black hair danced wildly, his body was as violent as fire, his state was like a madman, and he wanted to slaughter the common people.

He dashed down, a domineering unicorn arm blasted the void, and a fist as large as a grinding wheel spurted red gold fire, smashing it down with a fierce and violent force, and instantly slammed into He Wu's. On the Divine Shield.

This divine power shield is round in shape, fiery red and bright, several meters in size and half a meter in thickness, so the defense power can be imagined.

Although it is difficult for He Wu to exert his full strength in his current state, the shield formed by consuming a lot of divine power is enough to block the full blow of ordinary warriors of divine power.

Unfortunately, in front of the unicorn arm, its defensive power is useless.

There are no surprises!

In just one click, this divine power shield was torn apart, shattered into pieces, turned into little sparks, completely disappeared into the invisible, and ceased to exist.

"Brother, save me..."

He Wu was frightened, his face full of fear and anxiety, and he asked He Xiong for help while retreating.

Up to now, only his eldest brother can save him, because he can't compete with Yang Xuan at all.

"I can't save you even if I come here today."

Yang Xuan's momentum was soaring to the sky, and a rolling thunder sound came out of his mouth. The unicorn's arm was cast unabated, and the punch was like a giant hammer, with a deafening sound of wind and thunder, hitting He Wu's chest hard.

boom!

He Wu didn't even let out a scream, his body burst open in vain, blood and flesh and blood flew together, dyeing a large void.

One punch!

A strong man of the fourth level of divine power was killed on the spot, and he died without a whole corpse.

What is especially amazing is that the initiator is still a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, who only has the cultivation of the 9th Heavenly Realm.

Fortunately, this scene was not seen by outsiders, otherwise there would have been an uproar.

I wonder if there is another Heavenly Human Realm teenager who can kill a Divine Power Realm powerhouse with one punch.

This is an absolute force crushing, without the slightest bells and whistles, simply and neatly.

"so amazing!"

Yi Xiu'er was surprised and delighted, her big eyes sparkling.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she couldn't believe that Yang Xuan's strength had climbed to the level of killing someone in the Divine Power Realm with a single punch.

However, the stronger Yang Xuan's strength, the better, and she was so overjoyed in her heart.

"is this real!?"

Yi Qingwu is known as the beauty of the iceberg. She has always been happy and angry, but when she saw He Wu's tragic death under Yang Xuan's fist, she was still moved. color.

It's hard to imagine how powerful Yang Xuan's punch is. He killed a fourth-level powerhouse in the divine power realm with one punch, especially when he beat the opponent into pieces.

Looking at Yang Xuan's unicorn arm covered with dragon scales, Yi Qingwu was thinking, if she were herself, would she be able to resist this terrifying punch that was as fast as a thunderbolt.

The answer is yes, but she has to give it her all.

Rao is so, she will be hurt too.

That's right, even if she has a Lihuo body and a strong body, she can't stop Yang Xuan's punch.

"Terrible power!"

Yang Xuan was ecstatic, looking down at his left arm, Junxiu's face was full of excitement and excitement, the slightly raised corner of the mouth, the perfect lip shape, with unparalleled confidence.

Around him, flesh and blood stumps can be seen everywhere, and the blood mist lingers, adding a bit of evil spirit to him.

At this moment, the elegant young man's eyes are shining brightly, the black flying is flying without wind, and he is standing upright, like a young devil, exuding an amazing charm.

This kind of charm has a fatal attraction to any woman in the world.

Yi Xiu'er was fascinated, it was this young man who pinched her ears on Fenyuxing and let her vent.

Originally, she should have hated him.

But as she continued to get in touch, she found that she liked him unknowingly.

Although he is cynical, he has a free and easy personality, attaches great importance to love and justice, and has a temperament that other men do not have. This temperament is extremely strong, which deeply attracts her and makes it difficult for her to extricate herself.

Even though she knew that he would definitely make countless enemies in the future, she did not turn back and vowed to stay by his side and never give up.

"Is this really a boy!?"

Yi Qingwu looked at Yang Xuan without blinking, and her eyes gradually became blurred.

In a trance, she had an illusion that he was not a weak-crowned young man, but a man who stood upright and domineering, as if the sky could not overwhelm him, standing proudly on the clouds overlooking all living beings, the inexhaustible abundance of handsome and handsome, let her heart. Ripples.

Yes, at this moment, there was a slight fluctuation in her heart that had been calm all the time.

In the eyes of outsiders, she is stern, cold and arrogant, and she is not fake to any man, but only she knows that she is always a woman, and like ordinary women, she also hopes to have an unforgettable love.

It's just that no matter how many men there are in the world, no one has gained her eyesight over the years.

But now, a teenager made her heart ripple a little, and there was an urge to fall into his arms.

"Damn, what am I thinking about?"

Yi Qingwu bit the tip of her tongue, and the excruciating pain woke her up from her absent-minded state, and a blush appeared on her beautiful face.

Yang Xuan turned his back to the Yi sisters and didn't know how the two women viewed him. He put away his unicorn arm and looked up at He Xiong, who was facing him. "Next, it's your turn."

"Brother, you died so miserably!"

He Xiong didn't seem to hear Yang Xuan's words, his whole body trembled as if struck by five thunders.

He never dreamed that a person who was alive a moment ago would be killed in a blink of an eye.

"Beast, I want you to be put to death by Ling Chi."

With a heart-rending violent drink, he quickly recovered, a pair of crazy bloodthirsty eyes glared at Yang Xuan, his voice full of endless hatred.

He Wu is his younger brother and his only relative in this world.

But now, his younger brother is dead, killed by a boy's fist, with no bones left.

As his elder brother, how sorrowful is he in his heart, how could he not take revenge?

If eyes can kill, Yang Xuan is estimated to have died thousands of times.

He looked indifferent, ignoring He Xiong's anger and killing intent, and said casually: "Don't yell, your brother Huang Quan won't be lonely on the road, because you have to die later."

"Bastard, I want you to die."

He Xiong ran away, slaughtered like a mad tiger, and he rose up with suffocation, wanting to kill Yang Xuan to avenge his younger brother, otherwise it would be difficult to vent his hatred.

There has never been a time when he hated a person so much that Yang Xuan was bound to die.

When the person was on the way, he shot directly, the long knife in his hand slashed through the void, and a flaming knife slashed towards Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan's eyes twitched, and his body moved sideways to avoid it. The place where he was standing just now was cut into a ravine more than ten meters long by the sword light, and a hot magma spurted up from below, forming a shocking flame. Swept all over the place.

Yang Xuan sucked in a breath of cold air. This is the powerhouse of the Divine Power Realm. The might of a sword is enough to tear the earth apart.

"I see you can hide in time."

He Xiong lost his mind for a moment, but he hated Yang Xuan to the bone, and rushed over in a blink of an eye, and continued to attack Yang Xuan without end.

"Yang Xuan!"

Yi Xiu'er's face was pale, and her heart was raised in her throat.

"Fast back."

Yi Qingwu also changed color and shouted tenderly.

Yang Xuan wanted to retreat, but he used the unicorn arm, his qi and blood were severely depleted, and he was in a weak state.

Fortunately, Master Feng Qingyang was in the dark, so he didn't show fear on his face, but instead had a monstrous fighting intent.

"Spiritual Storm!"

A burst of spiritual power poured out from both pupils, turning into an invisible storm, rolling up the ground with gravel and flesh and blood residue, turning into a huge blood-colored torrent, which hit He Xiong first.

"Divine Soul Secret Skill!"

He Xiong didn't have time to dodge, and was knocked out by the blood-colored torrent, and there was a chance that blood would splatter from the corners of his mouth.

This is a divine soul secret skill, and the damage to his physical body is negligible, and it does not even break his body protection divine power, but the most powerful part of the divine soul secret skill is that it can directly hit the divine soul.

This is also because his cultivation base is high and his soul is powerful.

Otherwise, just this one blow, he will have to suffer heavy losses.

Even so, his soul was in great pain.

"Divine Soul Secret Skill!"

The Yi sisters were taken aback, as if they did not expect Yang Xuan to have such a powerful back-up.

"war!"

Yang Xuan shouted, and his fighting spirit rose to the extreme.

Almost at the same time when the mental storm hit He Xiong, he started to attack, and rushed to He Xiong to punch him.

"You are courting death, Sirius!"

He Xiong finally stabilized his body, and when Yang Xuan slammed his fist, he couldn't help but let out a scream.

boom!

A surge of sound surged, turned into a monstrous wave, and rushed towards Yang Xuan.

This is a sonic secret skill, and it is one of He Xiong's strongest killing moves.

"break!"

Yang Xuan had no fear on his face, regardless of the loss of qi and blood again, he punched the door wide open, and suddenly qi and blood spurted out, covering his fist with a blood-colored fist. smashed into the huge waves.

Boom!

The huge wave rolled and burst, and was pierced by his fist, but Yang Xuan was also exhausted.

"Kill you with one knife."

He Xiong aimed at the opportunity and swept out the long knife in his hand.

Yang Xuan had no choice but to quickly take out a top-quality spirit sword and swing it hard.

Click!

The spirit sword snapped at the sound, and a sword light burst out from He Xiong's long sword, drawing a long and narrow blood opening on Yang Xuan's chest, and blood splashed.

"puff!"

Yang Xuan spurted blood madly, only to feel that a strong divine power penetrated through his chest, wantonly destroying his internal organs, and immediately suffered serious internal injuries, and he flew out with a rush of blood, and fell to the second place with a bang. More than ten meters away, the ground was cracked, and the rubble collapsed.

"Yang Xuan!"

Yi Xiuer burst into tears.

"Don't cry, your man can't die."

The weak voice sounded, Yang Xuan put his hands on the ground and slowly climbed up, his pale face was full of coldness, and the fighting spirit on his body did not weaken.