Eternal Demon King

Yang Xuan was expressionless and ignored the woman behind him. He walked up to the young man and said, "Based on your age and cultivation, you must not be an unknown person in the underground world."

"I am cold and unparalleled, and I am called the unparalleled prince."

The young man raised his eyebrows with a proud look on his face.

Although Yang Xuan thwarted his attack, he only thought that Yang Xuan was physically stronger and did not pay attention.

"Prince Peerless!"

Yang Xuan's eyes flickered, and he asked, "Is there a royal family in your ancient demon clan?"

"Rare and strange, my family has survived to this day, with a population of hundreds of millions. In the underground world, there are three imperial cities: Youzhou, Dongming, and Ghost Territory. My grandfather is the emperor of Youzhou City, known as Youzhou. emperor."

"You Emperor?"

Yang Xuan was startled, and then said, "Is your Great Ancestor the Emperor?"

"Your words are really ridiculous. It's hard to be an emperor in the ancient continent where the laws are incomplete and the avenues are lacking. However, although my grandfather is not an emperor, he is a great power in the sky. Once he is born, will be unbeatable.”

Leng Wushuang laughed loudly, and said more and more vigorously, and said to himself: "Besides Prince Wushuang, I have another name."

"Oh, all ears."

"Youzhou's first young master."

"Youzhou's first young master, maybe after today, you will have to be removed from this world."

Yang Xuan looked indifferent, with a calm and authentic face.

"Don't be ashamed!"

Leng Wushuang was furious.

"Fight."

Yang Xuan said lightly.

"Fight, fight, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it?"

Leng Wushuang couldn't bear it any longer, he raised his hand, and a small black knife the size of a slap shot out, directly taking Yang Xuan's throat.

The black knife is called the life-threatening knife. It is made of some kind of cold and strange iron. It is invincible, penetrates everything, and is designed to break the body-protecting force and body-protecting power of martial artists.

Throwing it out with strong divine power, it is faster than lightning, within a hundred meters, there is no false hair, and the soul will kill you.

This move is one of Leng Wushuang's proud kills. Once, a strong man at the peak of divine power was plotted against him and died instantly.

He was confident that no matter how strong Yang Xuan was physically, he would not be able to escape this knife.

"Nice hidden weapon, but unfortunately useless to me."

Yang Xuan was not afraid, he raised his right arm, pointed it into a sword, and slashed it with a force. With a bang, it hit the body of the killing sword. Under the powerful physical strength, it was beaten into shape, and it swirled and flew upside down.

"Your physical strength is beyond my expectations."

Leng Wushuang's eyes narrowed. As an ancient demon, his body was full of qi and blood, and his body was extremely tyrannical.

But compared with Yang Xuan, he was surprised to find that his physical body was completely at a disadvantage.

"There is so much nonsense, come here and die."

Yang Xuansheng shook the sky, his words were domineering and strong, and he directly hooked at Leng Wushuang.

This is provocation, unabashed provocation.

Leng Wushuang was extremely angry, his black hair stood on end, and the sound of puff puff all over his body was incessant.

A dense black flame gushed out, floating around him, exuding a biting chill.

With him as the center, the earth freezes rapidly, and it is fierce and powerful.

Not far away, the woman's body was stiff and her face was pale.

The cold air emanating from the black flames almost froze her body and soul.

"bluff."

Yang Xuan stretched out his arms, and the cold air was hard to penetrate.

"Go to hell!"

Leng Wushuang attacked violently, and between waving his hands, pieces of black flames quickly gathered, like a big river tide, with boundless chills, they rushed towards Yang Xuan with a bang.

Black **** fire is a martial spirit, a cold fire martial spirit called Jiuyou Demon Fire, which contains extremely low temperature and is extremely corrosive.

Once it hits the enemy, it will freeze and melt the enemy's body and soul.

"Be careful!"

The woman's face is pale.

Yang Xuan's expression remained unchanged, and there was no trace of panic on his face.

He just stood there, letting the Jiuyou Demon Fire attack and engulf him.

"Stupid, this young master's Nine Serenity Demon Fire can kill even the powerhouses at the peak of the Divine Power Realm, how can you be so hard to beat."

Leng Wushuang sneered again and again.

He thought that Yang Xuan would choose to avoid, or to resist, but this boy was so daring, he let his Jiuyou Demon Fire cover his body without defense, which was completely courting death.

"It's over!"

The woman's delicate body trembled, and her face was full of despair.

Not long ago, a young genius of the fourth level of divine power fought against Leng Wushuang, and was beaten by Leng Wushuang's Jiuyou demonic fire, and Yang Xuan only had the cultivation base of the peak of the first realm.

No matter how strong his physical body is, he can't compete.

"Haha, this is the end of offending Young Master Ben."

Leng Wushuang laughed and decided that Yang Xuan would definitely die.

boom!

At this moment, a mutation protruded, and the flaming Jiuyou Demonic Fire suddenly burst out.

Then, a splendid golden flame soared up, revealing the high temperature of burning the sky and boiling the sea.

Amidst the golden flames, a figure could be vaguely seen, standing inside like a golden god's mansion, and the whole body was radiant.

Puff puff!

Within a radius of ten zhang, the flames swept through, the sound of crackling was incessant, and a large number of bones were burned to the ground.

Ding Ding Deng! ! !

The woman was shaken all over, and she stepped back and back again.

Even so, she still felt the terrifying high temperature hit, her dress was soaked with sweat, and her curves were exposed.

"Golden flames!"

Leng Wushuang was also moved. The temperature of this golden flame was too high, and it burned everything, especially his demonic fire.

"Can restrain my magic fire!"

Leng Wushuang frowned, and then thought of something, and exclaimed in surprise: "This is the true essence of the sun, damn, you are Yang Xuan of the barren state."

"What, he is Yang Xuan of the Wild State!"

The woman's mouth was wide open, unable to close it for a long time.

To say who is the most famous in the world today, it must be Yang Xuan.

Starting from Barren State, he has successively killed many older generation powerhouses such as the head of Heifengzhai, Jiu Mingkong, and the Banbu Supreme Kunwu.

Afterwards, he headed north to the Blackwater Cliff and killed the Quartet under the Blackwater Cliff. I don't know how many young masters died under his sword.

The most incredible thing is that he escaped from the eyes of the Demon Emperor Yama.

All kinds of deeds have made him famous, and the limelight is always in the limelight, and everyone in the world knows it.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that your ancient demons also knew my name."

The golden flame dissipated, and Yang Xuan showed his figure with a bright smile on his face.

"I have to say that you are very courageous. You haven't left the ancient continent, but you dare to go deep into the ancient realm alone. Are you not afraid that your identity will be exposed and you will be attacked by the world?"

Leng Wushuang said coldly.

Yang Xuan is definitely the public enemy of the world now. Once the news spreads, there are no one who wants to kill him.

"If I'm afraid, I won't enter the ancient realm. Besides, as long as I kill you, who will know my identity?"

Yang Xuan was as if nothing had happened. Although his voice was not loud, it contained a great murderous intent, which made Leng Wushuang's heart tighten. No matter how arrogant and arrogant he was, he didn't think he could handle Yang Xuan.

This is a real evildoer. Not to mention that he has a weapon in his hand, even the Demon Emperor Yan Luo failed to leave him in Heishui Yashan, which shows how strong his strength is.

"Yang Xuan, what happened today is my fault."

Leng Wushuang gritted his teeth, and finally chose to admit his counsel, saying: "Don't worry, I will never publicize your identity."

"Sorry, I never believed the words of the ancient demon, so you must die."

Yang Xuan shook his head, without any intention of letting Leng Wushuang go, he strode forward to force him.

"Too deceiving!"

Leng Wu's eyes were splitting, and his anger was burning wildly.

As the number one young master of Youzhou, this was the first time he bowed his head to someone. Unexpectedly, Yang Xuan showed no mercy and was determined to kill him.

"boom!"

Without any hesitation, the black air all over his body gushed out, the Nine Nether Demon Fire burned, and his body was full of monstrous suffocating energy.

"go to hell!"

With a low muffled roar, Leng Wushuang waved his big hand, and a group of nine secluded demonic fire blasted out violently, turning into a magic knife several meters in size, swept through the void at high speed, and beheaded from the air.

"break!"

Yang Xuan swung his sword, and a sword light flickered, smashing the magic sword into pieces.

"Eat my sword!"

At the same time, Yang Xuan struck another sword, a golden sword energy piercing the sky, carrying a terrifying aura, and instantly locked Leng Wushuang.

"Impossible, how old are you to understand the profound meaning of kendo!"

Leng Wushuang was like being struck by lightning. Under this momentum, his body was a little hard to move. He also noticed what it was, and his face showed an incredible color.

"Go, or my life will be in danger"

Leng Wushuang was terrified, struggling to break free from the restraint of this imposing manner, turned around and fled away.

This is the profound meaning of kendo, and he cannot compete with it at all.

"Shh!"

The golden sword aura is in the air, and the brilliance is bright, which not only contains the profound meaning of kendo, but also the profound meaning of fire.

This was an incomparably fierce blow, and the powerful momentum was wrapped in an indescribable high temperature, causing the surrounding vegetation to burn.

boom!

Haven't escaped far yet.

Leng Wushuang's entire body was hit by the sword qi, and the Jiuyou Demonic Fire, which was used for defense on the body surface, first dissipated, and the body also smelled of burning. mouth.

Whoa!

A burst of blood spurted out, and Leng Wushuang flew out like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily to the ground.

With one blow, Leng Wushuang was severely injured.

This scene made the woman's heart rise and fall, what a tyrannical strength to do this.

"What the hell is the number one in Youzhou, but that's it."

Yang Xuan's face was full of disdain.

It is nothing to him to knock down Leng Wushuang with one blow, after all, he has understood the profound meaning of kendo and the profound meaning of fire.

If this can't crush Leng Wushuang, then the profound meaning of kendo and the profound meaning of fire are too useless.

"How dare you hurt me, I want you to die without a burial."

Leng Wushuang stood up, looking like a madman.

"Struggle to the death, if you have any skills, use them all, and I will follow."

"Boy, you are too crazy, I will let you taste my soul-devouring demon!"

Leng Wushuang let out a stern whistle, and his aura increased sharply. Above his eyebrows, a palm-sized, pitch-black ancient mirror floated out, and the mirror was just aimed at Yang Xuan.