Eternal Demon King

"I'm not dazzled, that Leng Xinghe is really dead!?"

"If you don't believe it, you can go and see it clearly."

"Uh, I don't dare."

People ** head to ear, no one dares to act rashly.

Even Leng Xinghe couldn't stop Yang Xuan's sword, none of them was Yang Xuan's opponent.

Yang Xuan's fighting power is too sturdy, and it doesn't match his age.

It's just a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, with a high cultivation base or encounters, or with the help of an expert, but his strength exceeds his cultivation base by so much, it is incredible.

But the fact is in front of us, and we can't believe it.

"Having such skills at such a young age, could this son be the reincarnation of a fairy? Or the peerless genius who has been dusting himself for many years?"

Some people sighed, after all, Yang Xuanzhan's strength was too strong, a lot higher than those of them.

Everyone asked themselves, and they dared not say that they would be able to catch the peerless and sharp sword just now.

"Haha, wonderful! It's really wonderful! If Lu Mou is not mistaken, Brother Yang should have cultivated an amazing sword formation!"

Lu Mingxuan rubbed his palms and laughed, full of praise, but deep in his eyes, there was a deep look of fear, apparently frightened by the terrifying destructive power of the Sword Executioner.

Yang Xuan's black hair was flying, his white clothes were like snow, and he didn't pay any attention to Lu Mingxuan. He stood in the air, looking at everyone present with condescending eyes, and said coldly, "Leng Xinghe is dead, is there anyone out there to fight me?"

In a word, the voice is not loud, but it contains the incomparable killing intent of Sen Leng.

It is conceivable that if someone dares to stand up to fight, they will end up in the same fate as Leng Xinghe.

The crowd was silent, speechless.

At this time, everyone knows that Yang Xuan's fighting strength is amazing and his heart is ruthless, how can he dare to fight him? That is simply looking for death.

Yang Xuan waved his hand and shouted, "Since no one dares to fight, let me go!"

"Your Excellency is too conceited, I admit that your strength is very strong, stronger than all of us, but there is one thing you must know, you are not facing a person now."

"That's right, it's better to be respectful in your tone, otherwise don't blame us for being rude to you."

Some people were furious. They were all geniuses from the younger generation in their respective worlds, with dignity and arrogance.

"Haha, you're welcome, I want to see how you guys are welcome to me."

Yang Xuan smiled and his body disappeared out of thin air.

The next moment, when he appeared, he had already entered the crowd with his sword.

"Damn, he killed us all."

"Everyone works together, if you don't believe that you can't take him down."

"kill!"

A group of young geniuses were furious, and they all shot to kill Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan was not afraid, his whole body was covered with flaming golden light, and between the sword and the fall, a golden sword energy swept out.

"boom!"

This blow can be called destroying the dry and the rotten. The combination of the divine power of the sun and the Sword of Punishment destroys everything and crushes the ten directions.

Many people screamed, one after another, and the weapons in their hands were wiped out.

"Brother Yang, I'm here to help you."

At this moment, Pengfei reacted and rushed into the battlefield without thinking, killing the enemy with Kunpeng's wings.

"Fight!"

Farther away, Lu Mingxuan gritted his teeth and joined in.

"You made the right choice."

Pengfei glanced at Lu Mingxuan, but the movements of his hands did not stop.

Every time Kunpeng's wings flapped, it left several people with broken bones and vomited blood.

In comparison, Lu Mingxuan is much more low-key, and specifically looking for soft persimmons whose cultivation is lower than him, he has no intention of going deep into the battlefield at all.

"Hehe, thank you two, I will thank you later."

"Thank you, Brother Yang!"

Lu Mingxuan was waiting for Yang Xuan's words, his face burst into a smile, and he became more and more hard at killing people.

Pengfei didn't answer. He really regarded Yang Xuan as a friend and chose to help, and he didn't want to get anything in return.

"Boy, you've killed so many people, isn't that enough?"

As more and more people died under the sword of Yang Xuan, some people were timid.

Yang Xuan is too terrifying. Not only is his strength strong, but his speed is extremely fast. Although they are numerous and powerful, they have never been able to hit the target.

The other party slaughtered them wantonly, and all of them attacked, but they couldn't even touch the other party's fur, how could this battle be fought?

"Let you go, but if you don't go, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Yang Xuanren walked with the sword, as fast as lightning, and every time the sword was swung, someone lost their life.

This kind of combat power, this kind of domineering and very hot, shocked Pengfei and Lu Mingxuan.

The two of them couldn't believe that they had slaughtered a group of young geniuses by themselves!

Soon, when the enemies around them were eliminated, the two of them stopped making another move, and just stared blankly at Yang Xuan galloping through the crowd, killing them.

"Beast, pay back my brother's life."

At this time, someone went mad and used the ultimate move to fight against Yang Xuan.

"Impossible!"

Yang Xuan backhanded a sword, and the sword energy is in the air, and the edge is unmatched, and people will be killed in the future.

"Let's go, we are not his opponents. If we continue to fight, we will die sooner or later."

Someone shouted, and then many people chose to retreat.

"Can you go?"

Yang Xuan moved and chased after him.

Although in this area with strong space barriers, he was unable to perform the Great Void Technique, but he understood the profound meaning of wind and the profound meaning of space. The two profound meanings were fused together, and the speed was extremely fast.

As long as he wanted to chase, no one present could escape.

But in an instant, everyone was blocked by him.

"You devil, what do you want!?"

Some people were about to cry, and some people knew that they would be doomed, and they did their best to die together with Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan's expression was indifferent, his sword was like electricity, his movements were swift and fierce, blood splashed from time to time, and stumps flew from time to time.

"Ahhhh!!!"

The audience screamed and screamed.

This is not a few people, but a group of hundreds of masters, but none of them is the enemy of Yang Xuan Yihe, who was killed to the point of shit.

"Brother Peng, Brother Peng, how did you meet such a ruthless man!?"

Lu Mingxuan swallowed his saliva, frightened by the sight in the distance, and regarded Yang Xuan like a murderer.

Pengfei didn't say a word, as if he knew Yang Xuan again, staring blankly at Yang Xuan as he shuttled through the crowd, bringing out bursts of blood.

"Enough! Enough! You've killed a lot of people, isn't it enough?"

"Little beast, you are too cruel, you will be punished by God in this life."

Those who were still alive were desperate, and wished they could throw Yang Xuan's bones to ashes.

Yang Xuan was indifferent, and swung his sword to kill hundreds of people, then stopped the killing, and yelled at the remaining young geniuses who had already been scared: "I count three, and after three, if anyone else appears in front of me , kill without mercy!"

"Let's go!"

No one dared to stay for a long time, all of them turned around and left, and some people who had already fallen to the ground rushed into the distance with rolling and crawling, extremely embarrassed.