Eternal Demon King

Yang Xuan was walking unhappily, and he did not deliberately hide his cultivation anymore. His dirty robe was hunting, and his momentum became stronger and stronger, like a drawn sword, with an amazing edge.

"Ning Yuanjing Second Layer!" Ma Mingkong was stunned for a while, and his face immediately showed disdain. No matter what he said, he was also a master of Ningyuanjing seventh layer, if he couldn't even kill a kid in Ningyuanjing second layer , it would be shameful to say it.

"Are you ready, I'm here to kill you, I hope you won't be as vulnerable as your subordinates."

Yang Xuan carried his hands on his back as he walked, looking resolute.

"Too arrogant."

"Leader, kill him."

A group of horse thieves were filled with righteous indignation, Yang Xuan killed their second leader, and now dared to speak up to humiliate their leader, they just felt a fire in their hearts, and they could not wait to rush up and tear Yang Xuan apart.

However, thinking that Yang Xuan could easily kill even the second leader, they were afraid and did not dare to act rashly, so they could only cheer for Ma Mingkong, hoping that Ma Mingkong could kill Yang Xuan in one fell swoop.

"Boy, no matter what your background is or what forces you have behind you, you will surely die today." Ma Mingkong said angrily.

"Kill me, it depends on whether you have that ability." Yang Xuan shrugged, ignoring Ma Mingkong's cannibalistic gaze.

"You'll see."

With a cold snort, Ma Mingkong rolled over and dismounted, stretched out his hand to draw an arrow from the quiver at his waist, and then stepped forward, placing the arrow on the big black iron bow in his hand.

"Open it to me!"

With a loud shout, his arms exerted force, and he pulled the big black iron bow into a full moon shape. The hard bowstring wrestled with his arms, making a rattling sound, and the ground under his feet could not bear the escaping power. , constantly cracked and dusty.

At the same time, the arrows on the black iron bow radiated fiery rays of light.

This is the destructive power of Fire Primordial Qi, wisps of Fire Primordial Qi condensed on the arrow, the red light shone, restless, rubbing against the air, crackling, and the momentum was terrifying.

"The leader is invincible!"

A group of horse thieves were excited. They all saw that Ma Mingkong was going to use all his strength and thought that Yang Xuan would die, and they all showed cruel and hideous smiles on their faces.

"This, he, can he stop it?"

Feng Chong's face was dripping with cold sweat, and his body was shaking. Yang Xuan was their savior now. If he died like this, they would face the horse thief directly.

God knows if this gang of horse thieves stole money and women, will they kill them all, if they really want to kill them, all of them will have to die.

Of course Feng Chong doesn't care about the lives of others, but he grew up in fine clothes and food, and now he is in his prime. His family is full of beautiful wives and concubines, enjoying inexhaustible glory and wealth, and he doesn't want to die here.

"Haha, kid, you're dead."

Just when Feng Chong was terrified, Ma Mingkong had already aimed the arrow at Yang Xuan, and laughed wildly in his mouth. He even saw that Yang Xuan died tragically under his arrow.

"Stop talking nonsense, you can just shoot arrows and see if I will die."

Yang Xuan said lightly, even though he was locked by the arrow, his face was still calm, and some were just indifferent.

"go to hell!"

Ma Mingkong was provoked, and he really stopped talking nonsense. He released his big hand, and with a hum, a flaming arrow burst out of the air, like a flaming meteor, shining brightly, and shot towards Yang Xuan's chest.

"Tricks of carving insects." Yang Xuan was fearless, and he let out a sneer, directly activating the flame martial arts.

Boom!

His whole body shone with light, and the crimson flame was like a galloping river, surging incomparably, exuding a violent high temperature.

The sound of chi chi was endless, and the ground under his feet was the first to melt, and the space around him was also burned to the point of distortion, making a muffled sound that could not bear the burden.

This was an extremely strong visual impact, and the eyes of Feng Chong and the others almost popped out. Yang Xuan was now covered in flames, as if he was a flame god, with infinite power.

"This, this is the flame martial arts, you, you have awakened the martial arts!?" Ma Mingkong exclaimed.

As soon as the voice fell, there was a bang, and the flaming arrow that shot exploded, and before it fell on Yang Xuan, it was burned to ashes by the flames around Yang Xuan, and disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared.

"Amazing!"

"Saved, now saved!"

Feng Chong and the others were surprised and happy, tears welling up in their eyes. The stronger Yang Xuan's strength, the safer they would be. If Yang Xuan could kill Ma Mingkong, then they would really be saved.

"This, this is impossible!?"

"Pinch me to see if I'm hallucinating?"

A group of horse thieves were frightened. If Ma Mingkong was still there, they would all want to turn around and escape.

No way, this kid Yang Xuan is too terrifying to block Ma Mingkong's flaming arrows so easily.

Don't underestimate this flaming arrow, this is Ma Mingkong's martial art bursting arrow. Although it is only a very popular martial art, Ma Mingkong has the cultivation of the Seventh Heaven Condensing Origin Realm, and uses this cultivation to cast the bursting arrow. , is also enough to kill the martial artist of the sixth level of the condensed Yuanjing, but Yang Xuan is actually fine.

More than nothing, he didn't move at all just now, and the burst arrow was burned to slag by the flames on his body.

"Who the hell are you!?" Ma Mingkong took a long time to regain his senses and cried out in horror.

"You don't care who I am, you should never provoke the young master."

Yang Xuan smiled coldly, the flames gushing out from his body, and constantly changing shape, in just a short moment, he turned into a fire python.

The fire python was about five or six meters long, huge in size, and burst into a blazing light.

"Hu! Hu! Hu!"

A gust of wind was blowing between the heavens and the earth, and waves of heat swept across. Feng Chong and others who were closer to Yang Xuan were all like falling into a fire cave, and they were so frightened that they retreated all the way.

Rao is so, they are also sweating, gasping for breath.

This fire python is terrifying, and its light is more dazzling than the sun in the sky. The most strange thing is that the fire python seems to have spirituality. A poisonous snake was spitting out snake letters, hideous and terrifying.

"How is it possible, you, you can actually control the martial spirit to such a situation!"

Ma Mingkong paled in shock. Although he had not awakened his martial spirit, he still knew a little about it and knew that it was extremely difficult to control it.

Among them, the elemental spirits are the most difficult to control. If you want to exert the power of such spirits, you must have enough mental power.

However, Yang Xuan is obviously a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, and his cultivation is not high, so he has strong mental power, but now he can condense the flame martial arts into a fire python. People are startled.

"Go!"

Yang Xuan didn't answer, he spat out two words, the fire python in front of him hooted and charged towards Ma Mingkong.

"piss off!"

At a critical juncture, Ma Mingkong glared angrily and used the ultimate trick of pressing the bottom of the box. As he punched out, a huge flame punched through the void and slammed into the fire python.

"Boom!"

The flame fist collided violently with the fire python, making a deafening explosion.

Between heaven and earth, a piece of flying sand and stone, like the end.

After a few breaths, everything returned to calm, whether it was the fire python or the flame fist, all disappeared.

"Interesting, it can actually block my fire python." Yang Xuan raised his eyebrows, and did not continue to urge the flame martial arts. The flames all over his body penetrated into his body, and he jumped, pounced on Ma Mingkong like a Dapeng spreading his wings.

Ma Mingkong used a unique trick, which was seriously exhausted. He was bending over and gasping for breath when he saw Yang Xuan rushing towards him, he was terrified, turned around and fled.

"Have you left?"

Yang Xuan made an explosive step, and the two balls of fire energy under his feet exploded, generating a strong boost, causing his speed to skyrocket, like an arrow from the string, suddenly appearing behind Ma Mingkong.

"I fought with you." Ma Mingkong, sensing the danger, turned around and slashed at Yang Xuan.

"Looking for death." Yang Xuan was disdainful and attacked with his right fist.

"boom!"

The fists collided, and the energy shot out, Ma Mingkong was defeated, blood spurted from his mouth, and his body flew out.

"kill!"

Yang Xuan's strength was unforgiving, he jumped out, and flew out like a young peng, and then he punched down and slammed into Ma Mingkong's chest.

Ma Mingkong was punched and fell to the ground.

He was also a ruthless man, and he actually struggled to get up. Who knew that he had just moved and lay down on his back with a bang. He was trampled down by Yang Xuan's big feet, and he couldn't get up again. He was covered in blood. A life seems to have gone half way, and the breath is dying.

Feng Chong and the others were dumbfounded. No one expected that Ma Mingkong would be stepped on by a young man dressed as a beggar, Yang Xuan. This was unbelievable.

Not only Feng Chong and others were shocked, but a group of horse thieves were also shocked. They all thought that Yang Xuan would die, but the final result surprised them. Their leader was completely defeated and was trampled by Yang Xuan, a young man like a god of death.

"Here, give me a treat, cough..."

Ma Mingkong roared and vomited blood constantly. He was seriously injured and his internal organs were shattered. Even if Yang Xuan didn't kill him, he would not live long. He just hoped that he would die quickly.

"Seeing that you are still a man, I will give you a treat." Yang Xuan nodded slightly, took out the golden lightsaber, and pierced Ma Mingkong's throat with a sword.

"The leader is dead!"

"Run, run away, this kid is a devil!"

A group of horse thieves were all terrified. They turned their horses wildly, whipped their whips, and ran very fast. Because it was too chaotic, it was inevitable that people would turn their backs on their horses. Even so, they still fled in a hurry.

Yang Xuan did not chase after him to kill anyone. In his opinion, these horse thieves may not all be vicious people. Some people may be forced by life and have no choice but to fall into trouble.

In fact, unless it is a last resort, who wants to be a horse thief?

Soon, all the horse thieves ran away, and Yang Xuan also put away the golden lightsaber and turned to look at Feng Chong and the others.

"Hero, spare your life, spare your life."

Feng Chong and the others were terrified for a while. Although Yang Xuan didn't have any amazing aura now, they were still frightened when they saw Yang Xuan turn his head to look at him.