Eternal Demon King

"I killed you."

Song Ming felt the horror of Yang Xuan's punch, he shouted violently, raised his hand suddenly, his palm was full of vitality, and with a strong force, he slammed into Yang Xuan's fist.

"puff!"

Blood splattered everywhere, Song Ming was wounded, and one right palm was fractured and fleshy, but he reacted quickly, retreating back suddenly, several meters away, and narrowly avoided Yang Xuan's whip leg. , but the fierce leg wind still swept across his cheeks, and his left cheek was a hot pain.

"Nice response speed."

Song Ming's combat experience was somewhat unexpected to Yang Xuan. He nodded slightly, stepped out with both feet on the ground, and rushed forward again. His speed was so fast that Song Ming had just come to his senses when he was punched in the chest. He vomited blood and retreated a dozen steps.

"Cough cough..."

Song Ming kept coughing up blood, looked down, and found that the flesh on his chest was cracked and bloody, and his face also showed a look of horror. The kid in the second layer of Yuanjing was pressing and beating, which was unbelievable.

"You, who are you?" He asked in a trembling voice, enduring the severe pain in his chest, and looked at Yang Xuan vigilantly. , If he uses his vitality, he is probably a cold corpse at this moment.

"Remember the name of the young master, the young master's name is Xiao Feng." With a loud shout, Yang Xuan moved and swooped over.

Song Ming was frightened by it, and immediately resorted to his unique skills.

"Boom!"

He slapped it with a palm, the entire space trembled, and a palm roared out.

This palm strength is two meters in size, condensed but not scattered, glowing with khaki brilliance, giving people a feeling of thick and heavy like a mountain.

Yang Xuan has been a human being in two generations, and at a glance he can see that the other party is cultivating earth-based exercises.

Earth-based exercises are all about being heavy. The more powerful the earth-based exercises, the stronger the sense of heaviness, and it can burst out with a mountain-like force.

Especially at this moment, Song Ming obviously used the ultimate move, this palm strength can at least burst out a few thousand pounds of power, enough to kill the same rank.

"Break it to me!"

However, Yang Xuan was still strong. He stomped heavily on both feet, and his body burst out, raising his fists, urging Jiujibeng, and punching violently.

"Boom!"

The air was boiling for it, Yang Xuan was like a wild beast with boundless fierceness, and he punched the palm of his hand fiercely.

boom!

There was a muffled sound, and the strength of the palm was like paper paste. After taking a few steps back, some people mixed garlic under their feet and even fell.

Whoosh!

At the same time, Yang Xuan tapped his toes on the ground, jumped into the air, and landed firmly in front of Song Ming.

"So fast!"

Song Ming only felt that Yang Xuan appeared in front of him, and his pupils shrank involuntarily, but he was indeed rich in combat experience.

Although this palm didn't have time to display any secret martial arts skills, it was a little hasty, but Song Ming practiced the earth-based exercise, and with the help of the earth-based vitality, the power of one palm was a full 2,000 catties.

This kind of huge force is enough to open the tablet and crack the stone, and it can easily kill the ordinary Ningyuanjing martial artist.

scoff!

As he slapped his hands, the air was broken, and the sound of wind and thunder was heard.

But Yang Xuan was already prepared, he squeezed his fingers into a fist, and threw a punch.

"boom!"

The fists and palms hit each other, and Song Ming, like being struck by lightning, coughed up blood and retreated.

"You..." He was horrified, completely stunned by Yang Xuan's strength, and his fighting spirit was completely lost.

"I see you can block me a few punches." Yang Xuan shouted, without giving up, he jumped out, and the terrifying physical strength burst into extreme speed, and in the blink of an eye, people rushed to Song Ming.

Song Ming was shocked and angry, so he could only attack with his palms.

Yang Xuan looked indifferent and did not dodge. He stretched out his right hand and grabbed Song Ming's hand. When the two palms collided, Yang Xuan remained motionless, while Song Ming's body trembled violently. Stay, he will definitely be knocked out.

"You, you let me go!"

Song Ming howled, the sharp pain from his big hand made him shiver for a while.

Yang Xuan didn't say anything, he raised his right arm and slapped him hard in the face.

"This is going to hit me in the face!?" Song Ming was stunned for a while, then he was furious, and was about to take action to resist, when Yang Xuan's big hand was already slapped on his face as fast as lightning.

"Snapped!"

He was slapped, blood was flying from his mouth, his face was swollen, and the whole person was swept away on the spot, scaring countless people to dodge, let him slam and fall to the ground, fainting. past.

"You dare to hurt my junior brother!?"

Yu Feng shouted, with shock and anger on his face, his junior brother Song Ming said that he also has the cultivation of the fifth level of the Ningyuanjing realm. It is so, but he is not Yang Xuan's opponent at all, and he is slapped in the face by Yang Xuan. fainted.

This slap seemed to be slapped on Song Ming's face, but it was actually slapped on his backer's face. The news spread, and his backer's reputation would be damaged.

"Stop screaming, come to fight if you want to avenge your junior brother." Yang Xuan turned to look at Yu Feng, raised his chin slightly, his slanted eyes with a trace of ridicule, but he was a warrior of the eighth level of condensing Yuanjing. That's all, he didn't take it to heart at all, and if he went all out, it would be enough to kill the opponent in seconds.

"I'm here to meet you." Yu Feng went mad, kicked his feet, and leaped in the air, his movements were sharp and swift, and he waved his palms to launch a fierce offensive towards Yang Xuan.

As an inner genius of the backer sect, Yu Feng has obviously practiced a lot of the backer sect's unique skills, such as the ice palm he is using at the moment.

This is a mysterious secret skill, and its lethality is not weak. As he slapped his palms, his hands turned into azure blue, and the piercing cold air roared out like a mountain and sea, and the impacted air sent out. Crackling sound.

However, in the face of Yu Feng's fierce offensive, Yang Xuan chose to face it hard. He didn't use any secret skills.

Don't underestimate Jiujibeng, this combat skill has been improved by the research and improvement of the previous Shura Demon Lord for several years. The attack power is not unusual for secret skills, especially Yang Xuan's body is tyrannical, and the space is overwhelmed with a punch. tremor.

boom! boom! boom!

The two fought close to each other, fighting fast, and when the fists and palms collided, the ground cracked, the sand and stones collapsed, and most of the surrounding crowd could only see two fiercely intertwined figures.

"So strong, how can he actually stand on a tie with Yu Feng of the Eighth Heaven Ning Yuan Realm!?" Someone shouted, looking at Yang Xuan who was waving his fists wildly.

"It's not very strong, it's a strong pervert. Did you find out that he hasn't used his vitality yet!" Someone gasped.

"You don't say that I haven't noticed yet, and sure enough, he really didn't use his vitality!"

"What a powerful body, who is this son, when did such a monster appear on our Xingchen Island!"

The crowd is still whispering, Yang Xuan and Yu Feng are coming and going, they have already fought dozens of tricks, and no one can do anything. Of course, this is because Yang Xuan did not use his vitality. If he used his vitality, Yu Feng would definitely not be Yang. Xuan's opponent.

"Impossible, how is it possible!"

Yu Feng's hands and feet were numb, and the more he fought, the more frightened he became. He also found that Yang Xuan didn't use his vitality, and now he was only fighting with his own body, which made Yu Feng feel terrified.

"boom!"

It was another fierce collision. The two struck with all their strength, and neither one took advantage of it, and they all took a few steps back.

At this moment, Yang Xuan was not in a hurry to attack, and said contemptuously: "Little white face, do you have this strength?"

Humiliation, this is definitely humiliation, Yu Feng was provoked.

"Death to me." He roared up to the sky, full of anger and killing intent, and slapped Yang Xuan with a palm.

"Boom!"

This palm is definitely a powerful secret technique. A cold air gushes out and turns into a ferocious and terrifying evil dragon. Although this evil dragon is formed by the condensation of ice-cold vitality, it is alive and alive. Xuan tore and came, and the breath was fierce.

"It's a good secret skill, but if you want to kill me, your secret skill is not enough." Yang Xuan laughed loudly, pointed to a knife, and slashed out.

Whoosh!

It was just a simple action, but I saw a three-footed fire knife that was completely condensed from flames flying out, slashing fiercely on the head of the evil Jiao.

Click!

The lethality of the fire knife was amazing, and it cut off the head of the evil Jiaojiao with one knife, and at the same time, it was castrated and chopped towards Yu Feng.

"What the hell!?"

Yu Feng turned pale with fright, rolled on the spot, and avoided the fire knife dangerously and dangerously, while the place where he stood before was blasted open by the fire knife, and the dust was flying.

After a few breaths, when the smoke and dust dissipated, the eyes of the crowd trembled, and they found that a large pit with a radius of several meters and a depth of half a meter appeared in the place bombarded by the fire knife.

"What a terrifying destructive power, what exactly is that fire knife!?" Many people's eyelids jumped wildly, and their faces were shocked.

"Martial soul, that fire knife should be transformed by martial soul!" Suddenly, someone saw his face and exclaimed.

"What, this son has awakened the flame martial soul!"

"It did awaken the flame martial arts, and it is still a mutant flame martial arts!"

"That's right, with his current cultivation, it is impossible for an ordinary flame martial spirit to cause such terrifying destructive power!"

Just as the crowd was shouting, Yu Feng also saw that Yang Xuan had awakened the mutant flame spirit, and said solemnly, "Boy, who are you?"

"Hehe, of course I'm the one who killed you." Yang Xuan sneered, very wild, and charged towards Yu Feng with great strides.

"I fought with you." Yu Feng's body was full of vitality, and he punched Yang Xuan fiercely, but this fierce punch was completely lost, just as his fist was about to hit Yang Xuan's chest at the moment , Yang Xuan's figure disappeared directly from the place.

"How is that possible!?" Yu Feng was shocked and looked around, but did not find any trace of Yang Xuan, and Yang Xuan seemed to have evaporated from the world.