Eternal Demon King

"The old man's tone is not small, I'm afraid you don't have that ability."

Yang Xuan raised his head, glanced at Wu Manshan lightly, and said contemptuously.

An older generation of warriors at the peak of the Divine Power Realm, he has seen a lot of such warriors and killed a lot of them.

Wu Manshan was furious, his eyes were fierce, and before he could speak, Feng Haoran said, "Who are you and what is your relationship with Xie Feng?"

Yang Xuan didn't answer, and looked down at the blue long sword in his hand.

About three feet seven inches long, two fingers wide, the whole body is dazzling and dazzling, like a deep sea cold crystal cast, the divinity fluctuates strongly, and it is extraordinary at a glance.

"Good sword!"

Yang Xuan's eyes lit up and he was full of praise.

"A sword is a good sword, but are you sure you can keep it?"

Feng Haoran laughed in anger, although Yang Xuan came in a strange way and the speed was beyond everyone's expectations, but his cultivation base was there, no matter how strong he was, he could be so strong.

"The old man counts three times. After three times, if you don't hand over the Divine Sword, don't blame the old man for being rude to you."

Wu Manshan gritted his teeth, but before he could start counting, Yang Xuan waved his hand to interrupt.

"I don't need to count, I'm standing here, whoever of you wants a divine sword, feel free to come and fight."

As soon as this statement came out, the audience was in an uproar.

Everyone wondered if they had heard it wrong. A young boy who didn't even have the fate of death, actually released wild words here, asking one person to fight them all.

How arrogant and confident this is, if it wasn't for Feng Haoran and Wu Manshan in the arena, they would have attacked long ago.

Xie Feng's face was calm. This is Yang Xuan's behavior. Unless he is facing the Supreme, any martial artist will not be in his eyes.

"court death!"

Wu Manshan couldn't bear it any longer, he jumped up, and rushed over at a rapid pace.

What only puzzled him was that both Yang Xuan and Xie Feng had calm faces.

There was even a smile on Yang Xuan's face, no matter how Wu Manshan looked at it, he felt that this kid's smile was full of irony.

"This son, you are not afraid of me, can you still deal with me?"

Wu Manshan's thoughts turned, and he couldn't help being vigilant.

At his age and cultivation level, he will never underestimate anyone. Even if Yang Xuan's cultivation level is extremely low, just because he can snatch the Divine Sword, he knows his strength is not bad.

"One blow kills you."

Just when Wu Manshan was on guard, Yang Xuan snorted coldly, and his body disappeared, as if it evaporated out of thin air, and no one knew where he went.

"Stealth!"

Wu Manshan was startled, and immediately felt a fierce murderous intent behind him.

It was as if a thousand swords pierced through his heart, making his back feel cold and his heart and soul lost.

Before he could dodge, a sharp pain came from his vest, making him feel like he was struck by lightning.

He looked down and saw a blue sword body pierced from his chest, with blood dripping on it. It was his blood.

"Cough, impossible, how could I die!?"

Wu Manshan couldn't take it, and roared unwillingly while vomiting blood.

It's just that no matter how unwilling he is, his vitality is rapidly draining.

"Vulnerable!"

Yang Xuan smiled coldly and pulled out the blue long sword.

This is the divine sword that Xie Feng got. Although it is far inferior to the purgatory sword, in his hands, it is enough to tear apart the protective power of any warrior in the divine power realm.

But with one sword, he not only pierced through Wu Manshan's heart, but also contained the profound meaning of fire, the profound meaning of kendo, and the artistic conception of wind, and also strangled Wu Manshan's internal organs into ashes.

"Beast, me, I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost."

Wu Manshan turned his head, let out a loud roar with all his strength, and then fell straight into a pool of blood, his eyes staring angrily, showing that he was dying.

"Wu Manshan is dead!"

The crowd was stunned, as strong as Wu Manshan, who couldn't even stop Yang Xuan's sword, and died on the spot.

At this moment, even Feng Haoran was shocked, and his face was full of fear.

With just one sword, Wu Manshan was killed in seconds.

In other words, Yang Xuan only needed a sword to kill him.

"It's scary, did he just cast a stealth spirit?"

"I don't know, but I always feel that this child is very similar to a person."

"Who?"

"Yang Xuan in Barren State, it is rumored that Yang Xuan has practiced a space secret technique, and he has come and gone without a trace."

Everyone whispered, and the stormy waves were all set off in their hearts, because the young man in white in their eyes was most likely Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan, an evildoer from a foreign land, did a lot of earth-shattering events as soon as he came to their ancient continent.

As for the Heishuiya incident, just by his ability to escape from under the eyes of the Demon Emperor Yama, we can see how strong he is.

Under the gaze of one after another, Yang Xuan had a calm demeanor. He bent down unhurriedly and took Wu Manshan's storage ring off the index finger of his right hand.

Seeing this scene, no one spoke.

After a few seconds, seeing that Yang Xuan had returned to Xie Feng's side, Feng Haoran couldn't help but say, "Are you Yang Xuan of the Wild State?"

Yang Xuan didn't answer, and didn't even glance at Feng Haoran.

He smiled slightly at Xie Feng, and shoved the divine sword into the latter's hands.

"..."

Xie Feng was stunned, this is a divine sword, how many people in the world are unmoved and do not want to take it for themselves, but Yang Xuan returned the sword to him without even blinking his eyelids, which made him heartbroken. to be moved.

"Take it, this sword belongs to you. Besides, if you can find this sword, it also proves that you have a relationship with it."

Yang Xuan patted Xie Feng on the shoulder and said.

"Brother Shi's kindness will never be forgotten by Xie Feng. In the future, whenever there is any place where I can thank you, Brother Shi will speak."

Xie Feng said solemnly, if Yang Xuan hadn't made a move, he might have saved his life today, but the Divine Sword was no match for him.

"Thank you for your kindness."

Yang Xuan smiled and said: "People are also killed, let's go now, I think no one dares to fight the idea of ​​Divine Sword anymore."

"OK."

Xie Feng nodded, slightly behind Yang Xuan, and followed him all the way.

I don't know whether it was intentional or not, but the direction Yang Xuan chose was facing Feng Haoran.

His black hair was flying, and he stepped out step by step, getting closer and closer to Feng Haoran.

Feng Haoran's face was ugly, neither hiding nor staying where he was, he didn't know what to do for a while.

"Good dog out of the way, get out of the way."

Yang Xuan shouted.

"What did you say?"

Feng Haoran was furious, the young master of the dignified Feng family, with such a noble status, he was scolded as a dog in front of everyone's eyes and yelled at him to get out of the way, which made him jump with anger.

"Brother Xie, lend me your sword."

Yang Xuan walked as he walked.

Xie Feng was startled, and then handed over the sword.

Yang Xuan grabbed it and approached Feng Haoran with his sword.

He didn't need any words, just his posture made the bystanders tremble.

Everyone understands that if Feng Haoran doesn't give way, he will definitely be cut by Yang Xuan's sword.

Even Wu Manshan was instantly killed by a sword, and no one doubted Yang Xuan's strength.

It's fine if he doesn't do it, but once he does, Feng Haoran will die.

Ding Ding Deng! ! !

Feng Haoran was frightened, and he stepped back again and again, and in the end he even retreated to the side.

This scene was shocking, but everyone was relieved after thinking about it.

Everyone asked themselves and understood that if they were themselves, they would definitely make the same choice as Feng Haoran.

"waste!"

Yang Xuan kept walking, walking side by side with Xie Feng all the way, sneering in his mouth.

"Ho ho!"

Feng Haoran's eyes were splitting, his upper and lower teeth clenched, and his heart was dripping blood as if pierced by a knife.

He knew that Yang Xuan was scolding him as a waste, and scolded him mercilessly in front of the world.

However, it was taken by Yang Xuanzhiwei, the young master of the Feng family, he was stunned and did not dare to retaliate.

"So strong!"

The crowd stared blankly at Yang Xuan and Xie Feng as they walked away, silent for a long time.

Although Xie Feng didn't turn his head, it was still difficult to keep calm when he heard the silence behind him.

This is strength. In the face of absolute strength, no one dares to take a step beyond the thunderous pond, even in the face of the temptation of the Divine Sword.

"Little Lord!"

Here, a group of more than a dozen people came and gathered around Feng Haoran. Needless to say, these people were all Feng family warriors. The white-robed old man headed by him even had the cultivation of the peak of the divine power realm, and he was arrogant.

"People haven't gone far, I wonder if Feng Haoran will?"

"One sword kills Wu Manshan in one second. That kid's strength is so terrifying. If Feng Haoran dares to act rashly, he will definitely be more fortunate."

People ** head to ear, all eyes fell on Feng Haoran.

Feng Haoran was like no one around, his face was gloomy and uncertain, he hesitated whether to go after Yang Xuan, if he could kill Yang Xuan, he would undoubtedly get a divine sword.

But what if you can't kill it?

"If you want to kill me, it's as early as possible, or I will go far."

In the distance, an indifferent voice came from Yang Xuan's mouth. Although he turned his back to the crowd, he was clear about the situation behind him.

"Young master, who is that kid?"

The white-robed old man frowned and asked. They went deep into the ruins to join Feng Haoran, and they didn't know about the Divine Sword.

"He has a divine sword on him."

Feng Haoran said bitterly.

"What, Divine Sword, this old man will take the Divine Sword for the young master."

"Don't go, you are not his opponent."

"I'm just a kid at the peak of the reunification realm, the young master is not joking?"

"Wu Manshan was killed by him with a sword, and the body is there now."

The old man in white robe looked in the direction of Feng Haoran's fingers, and saw Wu Manshan's icy corpse at a glance, and his body suddenly shook.

Wu Manshan, he knows, this is a real murderer, although his cultivation is comparable to him, but if he really wants to fight for life and death, he will definitely die in the end.

But now, Wu Manshan is dead and killed by someone with a single sword.

The white-robed old man didn't doubt Feng Haoran's words, but it was incredible that a lowly cultivator could kill Wu Manshan in seconds.

"It's gone!"

"Hey, let's go, that kid may really be Yang Xuan, and his strength is enough to sweep any warrior below the supreme."

All around, the crowd dispersed one after another. Yang Xuan and Xie Feng had already gone away and disappeared from their sight. It would be useless for them to stay here. It is better to search carefully in the ruins, and maybe even find an artifact.

The ruins are not only large, but also an ancient battlefield, and there will be no less treasures left. Since Xie Feng can find the sword from under the ruins, as long as they are lucky enough, they can also gain something.