Eternal Demon King

"I repeat, I don't know what Divine Sword is."

Ye Feiyang frowned, and threw the long sword in his hand to the man in black, and said coldly: "This is my saber, a high-grade spirit sword made of Xuanjing, you have to take it."

"It's ridiculous, a high-grade spirit sword just wants to send me away, do you think I'm Zuo Siming a beggar?"

The black-clothed man laughed in anger. As the young master of the Zuo family, he didn't know how many high-grade spirit swords he had worn out over the years. How could he possibly look at Ye Feiyang's saber? Flying Divine Sword.

"Since no, then I have nothing to say."

Ye Feiyang's face turned cold. He did find a divine sword, but divine swords were rare in the ancient continent, so how could they give them away.

"Young Master, I'll kill him and get his storage ring. Presumably the divine sword is in his storage ring."

"Go."

"Yes, my lord."

A sturdy young man with a hook nose, dressed as a bodyguard, with a strong cultivation base, stepped out, approaching Ye Feiyang, and said gloomily: "Boy, your cultivation base is too low, take it with you. The Divine Sword will die sooner or later, so it's better to hand it over obediently."

"What if I refuse to pay?"

Ye Feiyang's expression didn't change, as long as Zuo Siming, who had the highest cultivation base, didn't take action, he was not afraid of others.

"If you don't give it up, you will die."

The hooked-nosed youth said savagely.

"So, let's fight."

Ye Feiyang stopped talking nonsense, his waist and crotch sank, and the whole person was ready to go.

Although he knew that the opponent was too numerous and powerful, he would be difficult to contend against, but he would never give in.

"No tears without seeing the coffin."

The hook-nosed young man snorted coldly and wanted to kill.

With his cultivation, he didn't take Ye Feiyang into his eyes at all. With just one blow, he had the confidence to kill Ye Feiyang.

"kill!"

Ye Feiyang shouted loudly, chose to strike first, and swooped forward.

"court death."

The hooked-nosed youth turned into anger and threw his fists.

Ye Feiyang was fearless and also punched.

When the two fists collided, Ye Feiyang remained motionless, but the hook-nosed youth couldn't resist, and was shaken back a few steps.

Based on this alone, a judgment is made.

"Trash, it's really useless trash."

Zuo Siming cursed loudly.

"Young Master, calm down, this subordinate was careless just now, so I'll take him down."

The eagle-nosed young man was frightened and angry at the same time. He stepped on the ground with both feet, and in the dust, the whole person turned into an afterimage and charged towards Ye Feiyang.

Whoa!

Suddenly, a harsh sound of breaking through the air came, and a figure quickly fell from the sky.

In an instant, the earth shook and the air waves swept through, and everyone was shocked to find that there was a slender, handsome young man in white.

He grabbed the throat of the hooked-nosed youth with one right hand, lifted it up high, and smashed it violently on the ground.

"Boom!"

The ground cracked, the sand and stones collapsed, and the hook-nosed youth was smashed to pieces on the spot, and his whole body was drenched in blood.

Everything happened between lightning and flint, and Ye Feiyang, who was closest to the young man in white, was already blinded.

He had already prepared for a desperate fight, but who would have guessed that a man fell from the sky, captured the young hooked-nosed young man with a thunderous force, and smashed him to the ground.

"You are?"

Ye Feiyang's face was blank. He didn't know who this strange young man in white was and why he wanted to save himself.

"We'll talk about this later."

The young man in white was naturally Yang Xuan, he waved his hand and stomped heavily on the chest of the hooked-nosed young man.

"Ah, forgive me!"

The hook-nosed youth screamed and begged for mercy in pain.

He is also a ruthless man who kills without blinking an eye. He never thought that he would be treated like this, and the fear in his heart has reached an incomparable level.

"boom!"

Yang Xuan didn't speak, his feet suddenly exerted force, and the violent force erupted, smashing the hook-nosed young man to pieces, and his flesh and blood flew.

"Gollum!"

All around, except for Zuo Siming, everyone was drooling wildly.

Looking at their companions who were trampled into a pile of rotten flesh by Yang Xuan, they all ignored Yang Xuan's cultivation and regarded him as a god.

"So cruel!"

Ye Feiyang's heart trembled. It's not that he never killed anyone, but he still couldn't kill the enemy like Yang Xuan.

"Dare to kill my guard, your courage is really not small."

Zuo Siming came back to his senses, his face became extremely hideous, but there was a hint of fear in the depths of his eyes.

Although Yang Xuan's cultivation base is not high, just because he can easily kill the young man with a hook nose, he knows that his strength is extraordinary.

"Dare to touch my friend, you are not too daring."

As soon as these words came out, Ye Feiyang finally heard something, and his face was full of shock, "You, who are you!?"

"Hehe, it's me. I haven't seen you for a long time. Brother Ye's cultivation is progressing rapidly."

Yang Xuan said with a smile.

"Everything depends on the help of the owner of the valley. Otherwise, no matter how hard I cultivate, it will be difficult for me to have the current cultivation level."

Ye Feiyang smiled bitterly.

"So you really know each other."

Zuo Siming looked at Ye Feiyang, and then at Yang Xuan, with a gloomy face like water, and waved a group of a dozen guards to gather around him.

"Are you afraid?"

Yang Xuan said with a smile but not a smile, and strode towards Zuo Siming.

"It's ridiculous, how could I be afraid of you, Zuo Siming, a dignified man in the fifth heaven of the divine power realm?"

Having said that, Zuo Siming was like a formidable enemy and did not dare to act rashly.

Yang Xuan kept his footsteps and said lightly, "Before I start, roll as far as you go."

"What did you say?"

Zuo Siming was furious.

"Is your ears bad? I'll let you go."

Yang Xuan said coldly.

"Too arrogant."

"Young master, let's go together, I don't believe that we can't deal with this arrogant kid."

Zuo Siming's guards were all angry, their eyes were red, and the killing energy was soaring into the sky.

"die!"

Yang Xuan didn't say a word, he punched and punched, and a golden fist several meters in size burst out of the air, and smashed it with boundless heat waves.

"Get out of the way!"

Zuo Siming changed color in shock and hurriedly moved away.

The others reacted and all dodged to both sides.

However, there were still a few people who were a little slower, and were torn apart by the punching force, and their flesh was spattered.

"This is impossible!"

All those who were still alive were terrified.

Even Zuo Siming was moved by it, he was covered in cold air, and he stepped back and shouted, "Who are you?"

"kill!"

This is Yang Xuan's answer. With a single step, he rushed forward, like a cannonball unloaded, killing Zuo Siming straight all the way.

"Too deceiving."

Zuo Siming was out of anger and immediately waved his sword and fought against Yang Xuan.

It's a pity that his swordsmanship is far from Yang Xuan's, and he fell into a disadvantage in the first fight.

Yang Xuan pressed step by step, with a strong physique, he attacked with three swords in a row, and easily beat Zuo Siming to retreat, vomiting blood.

"Little Lord!"

Zuo Siming's guards all changed color, and they joined in with their swords, and joined forces to attack Yang Xuan.

"kill!"

Yang Xuan didn't dodge or dodge, the sound of killing was so loud that with a single sword he sent out golden sword energy, beheading more than a dozen people in the middle, blood and internal organs scattered all over the floor.

"How can your strength be so terrifying!"

Zuo Siming was stunned by this scene. It would be good if Yang Xuan was a strong person in the realm of divine power, but he obviously only had the cultivation of the peak of the realm of unity.

A warrior at the peak of the One Realm, killing all his guards with a single sword, what a terrifying strength.

"now you!"

Yang Xuan glanced at Zuo Siming lightly, and rushed up with his sword.

Zuo Siming was terrified, and hurriedly waved his sword to resist, and with a bang, he was instantly knocked out with his sword and blood splattered from the corners of his mouth.

Yang Xuan's strength is too great, plus he has comprehended the profound meaning of half-step kendo and the profound meaning of fire, it is difficult for any martial artist below the supreme to compete with him.

Ding Ding Deng! ! !

After Zuo Siming landed, he took a few steps back, his face full of disbelief.

You must know that Yang Xuan's cultivation is more than a realm worse than his, but now he has been injured by Yang Xuan.

How could such a person be anonymous?

It's just that he wanted to break his head, and he didn't know when such a monster appeared on their ancient continent.

"I haven't seen him for two months. Has his strength reached this level?"

Ye Feiyang was shocked.

"Do you only have this strength?"

Yang Xuan said without a smile, looking at Zuo Siming with deep disdain.

"Boy, I remember you, see you next time, I will burn you to ashes."

Leaving a harsh word, Zuo Siming turned around and fled.

"I want to leave, it's too late."

Yang Xuan called out the magic mirror of the heart, and a magic light shot out from the mirror, and it fell into Zuo Siming's body with a puff.

thump!

Zuo Siming was shaken all over, and fell to the ground softly, holding his head and screaming.

"what happened?"

Ye Feiyang was stunned, and soon, his eyes fell on the mirror of the heart floating in front of Yang Xuan.

About the size of a palm, the whole body is pitch black, and it flashes with a palpitating light, which is as captivating as a magic mirror.

"Nice stuff!"

Yang Xuan smiled lightly, put away the inner magic mirror, then stepped forward to Zuo Siming, and nailed him to the ground with a sword.

The magic light of the magic mirror of the heart was eaten by thousands of heart demons. Even if Yang Xuan did not do anything, Zuo Siming would not be able to survive.

"Amazing!"

Ye Feiyang smacked his tongue secretly. Before he came to the ancient domain, he had heard about Yang Xuan's deeds in the past month, and understood that Yang Xuan's strength had greatly improved.

But after he really saw Yang Xuan, he realized that Yang Xuan was not what he used to be.

At least a month ago, Yang Xuan had to use the Divine Sword to kill the powerful people in the Divine Power Realm.

But now, Yang Xuan has never even used the Divine Sword, and with just a magic mirror, he can kill young geniuses like Zuo Siming from the fifth level of Divine Power Realm.

Swish swish! ! !

Yang Xuan freed his left hand and took the storage rings of Zuo Siming and others into his hand.

"Thank you, Brother Yang."

Ye Feiyang came quickly and said gratefully.

If it wasn't for Yang Xuan to slow things down today, his life would be in danger.

"Brother Ye, you're welcome, you and I are friends, and if a friend is in trouble, how can I stand by and watch?"

Yang Xuan smiled and asked about the current situation of Xiayun Langu.