Eternal Demon King

"This son, whether he has high self-esteem or poor eyesight, is really crazy."

"No matter how crazy you are, Senior Brother Liao's Thunder Sword will kill him, and he will die without a corpse."

Just when Yang Xuan raised his palm and tried to resist the thunder and lightning sword qi with his flesh and blood, Liu Shichong and his party also burst into the air and stood in the distance to watch the battle.

A group of people knew very well the power of Lei Jian’s killing. Although they were very surprised to see Yang Xuan’s actions, they all believed that Yang Xuan was blocking the car with a man’s arm and would definitely die.

Mu Lingxue was in a daze, what is Yang Xuan doing?

Could it be that he was so arrogant that he thought that with one hand, he could take over that huge mountain of thunder and lightning sword energy.

Thunder and lightning are the nemesis of all living beings, not to mention that this is adding lightning and lightning to the swordsmanship. The power is by no means as simple as adding one to two.

The sect master who created this stunt in the past once asserted that those who have mastered this skill are enough to walk sideways among the younger generation, unstoppable.

But now, what Yang Xuan has done is completely beyond Mu Lingxue's understanding.

Since Mu Lingxue's practice, she has seen a lot of young geniuses, but this is the first time she can't see through a person like this.

Yang Xuan seems to be young, but his behavior is always contrary to ordinary people, which is really hard to understand.

On the other hand, Long Yi, Ding Mansha and the others were not surprised by Yang Xuan's actions.

Not only that, but they also looked like they were taken for granted.

Yang Xuan is too strong, his strength far exceeds his own cultivation.

Since he dared to ignore Liao Zhiwen like this, he must have something to rely on.

Although they seem to be underestimating the enemy at the moment, Long Yi and the others always believed that Yang Xuan could easily defeat Liao Zhiwen's Thunder Sword Kill.

In the face of absolute power, all skills are empty talk.

"Boy, you are too conceited. Well, since you want to die, then I will fulfill you."

Liao Zhiwen looked cold and stern. He had never thought of killing Yang Xuan, but seeing Yang Xuan despise him so much, a nameless anger ignited in his heart.

For a while, his hands quickly formed a few seals, and the speed of the lightning sword qi skyrocketed in vain, and in an instant, it cut through the sky and came to Yang Xuan's eyes.

"Little Doyle, see how I broke your Thunder Sword."

Yang Xuan's black hair was flying, and he was calm, and grabbed the thunder and lightning sword energy with his bare hands.

"You are courting death!"

Liao Zhiwen never thought that Yang Xuan could be killed so easily, so there was no surprise on his face.

He continued to form a seal with both hands, and he saw that the thunder and lightning sword was in full swing, with lightning and thunder, and its power had increased by several points.

"In vain!"

Yang Xuan's body is tyrannical. Although the thunder and lightning sword qi has a huge lethality, it is difficult to cause damage to him in a short period of time.

"Destroy me!"

He opened his mouth and shouted wildly, and he didn't know what method he used, when he saw the thunder and lightning sword qi suddenly shake violently, and the sound of crackling continued.

But in just a few breaths of time, all the thunder and lightning melted into nothingness like ice and snow, as if it had never appeared.

There was only one ancient sword left, which was tightly grasped by Yang Xuan, making it difficult to move forward.

"This is impossible!"

In this situation, the audience was in an uproar.

Except for Long Yi and others who knew Yang Xuan's strength very well, even Mu Lingxue's eyes widened in shock.

There has never been a time when Mu Lingxue has lost his temper like this, and the scene in front of him is truly astonishing.

With only the hands of flesh and blood, Yang Xuan made Liao Zhiwen's Lei Jian killing invisible.

"This... how did he do it?"

"Did you make a mistake, our Shenzong's thunder sword kills the world, how tyrannical, and it was broken so easily by people, it's unbelievable!"

"What is the origin of this child, the flesh is too terrifying."

The world was full of hustle and bustle, and the disciples of the Divine Sect only felt dizzy for a while, and they couldn't believe it was true.

Just a young man, he actually took Liao Zhiwen's Lei Jian kill with his flesh and blood palm.

This is like a child who has just learned to walk, knocking down a big man with his bare hands, which makes people feel extremely unreal.

"Where is this young man who came out of nowhere, he can compete with our Shenzong's unfamiliar skills just by relying on his physical body, is he trying to go against the sky?!"

Within the mountain, there were also several Shenzong elders who were secretly observing. Seeing that Yang Xuan broke Liao Zhiwen's Lei Jian killing with his bare hands, they all drove over with their sword lights and rushed over at the fastest speed.

What kind of young man is this, his strength is so terrifying.

Strength is second, what means did he use just now to break Thunder Sword Kill so neatly.

After all, they are senior figures who have practiced for many years. They don't believe that Yang Xuanguang can break Liao Zhiwen's Lei Jian killing with his flesh and blood. It is impossible.

"you……"

On the battlefield here, Liao Zhiwen was stunned and completely taken aback.

He never dreamed that someone in the world could resolve his own thunder sword killing in this way.

Yang Xuan's white clothes were flying and spotless, and he asked lightly, "Are you surprised, why can I break your Thunder Sword Kill?"

Hearing this, Liao Zhiwen's face was gloomy and he didn't say a word.

He was really curious, but he didn't have the face to ask.

Even if the secret technique at the bottom of the box was broken, he didn't even know how the other party did it, which made him angry and felt that he had no face.

It can be said that this matchup is a complete defeat for him.

When the news spreads, it is not known how many people in the younger generation of the entire immortal world will ridicule him that Liao Zhiwen's name is not true and has a false name.

Seeing that Liao Zhiwen didn't speak, Yang Xuan casually played with the ancient sword in his hand, and said with admiration, "This sword is not bad, but I didn't follow the master."

"Give me back the sword."

When he mentioned the ancient sword, Liao Zhiwen realized that his saber had already fallen into Yang Xuan's hands, and no matter how strong his spirit was, the ancient sword would not be able to break free from Yang Xuan's hands.

"It's ridiculous, have you ever seen the loser begging the winner for weapons?"

Yang Xuan sneered and slapped his face like a slap in the face.

Liao Zhiwen's chest rose and fell, and his face was blue and red, but he couldn't collapse half a fart.

"Look at you, the grievance is almost crying, but it's just a sword, I'll give it back to you."

Yang Xuan pouted, let go of his big hand, and let the ancient sword fly to Liao Zhiwen with a "swoosh".

"Today's humiliation will be reported in the future, let's wait and see."

Leaving a ruthless remark, Liao Zhiwen put away the ancient sword, turned around and left, the speed was so fast that the faces of the disciples of the Shenzong were dull.

This is one of the most outstanding disciples of their Shenzong for more than 100 years. Now they have been forced to flee. As disciples of Shenzong, they are like being slapped abruptly in the face. , as much as you want to be uncomfortable, it is extremely aggrieved.