Eternal Demon Monarch

” Forgive me, don’t kill me.”

“Young Hero, we are all obedient, and I hope you will be merciful.”

Kneeling on the ground, face deathly pale, everyone felt powerless in their hearts, and their bodies couldn’t help being shiver coldly. They had never been so frightened as they are now.

puff puff puff! ! !

A sword energy swept out, and five heads flew out with a lot of blood in an instant. This is Yang Xuan’s answer to the kneeling beggar. It was very cruel and ruthless.

“Devil, this child is a devil, we fight with him.”

“Kill!”

The rest of the people see Yang Xuan so vicious and merciless , The fierceness of in the bones broke out with fear, and they used killer moves one by one, waving their swords and killing them.

“Light of firefly dare to compete with Haoyue for glory?”

Yang Xuan disdain, eyes flashing with cold electricity, a sword swung out with boundless force, just listening to a boom , A few sword energy smashed on the spot, and the few people who shot were also lifted up by the air wave.

“pu! ka-cha ……”

The Yang Xuan man walked with the sword, and another sword swept out. One person died tragically in an instant, and his body was broken with the long knife in his hand. In two halves.

shua~ shua~ shua~! ! !

Yang Xuan did not stop, and continued to shoot out the sword, and then cut the three people in the waist, blood and tattered internal organs splashed out, making the ground all over.

“Demon God!”

The crowd was cold head and feet, and they all ignored Yang Xuan’s cultivation base and regarded him as Demon God.

Too terrifying, this white clothed kid is powerful and shocking, one person one sword, in a flash, nearly ten men killed by the powerhouse.

While the crowd was frightened, the side-to-side killing continued. Yang Xuan was like a flock of werewolves. There would be a rain of blood falling between the swords in his hand, and the stumped limbs would fly randomly.

With two breaths of effort, a group of fifteen black clothed persons died, no one was completely dead, and this area has become an Asura purgatory, with the smell of blood permeating.

Chapter 601, Ji Family of Biluocheng

“Wow…”

Many women face pale, squatting on the ground and vomiting.

It is not that they have never seen a murder, but it is the first time they have seen such one-sided killings. The expressions all looked towards Yang Xuan are full of fear.

This white clothed youth is too terrifying, and killing so many people can still be so calm, without even blinking his brows.

“It’s so cruel, he didn’t even use Origin Force!”

Others were also scared. They all saw clearly this time. Yang Xuan just took a hand The long sword killed more than a dozen powerhouses thoroughly.

“Who on earth are you…, obviously, the cultivation base is not high, why do you have such strength!?”

Xiao Jingrong said in a trembled voice.

As the powerhouse of Divine Force 2 Heavenly Layer, his vision is far beyond that of others. He knows that Yang Xuan is not only a powerful fleshy body, but also the sword technique is also a Major Perfection. Few people in the same generation can.

The most terrifying thing is that this kid has cultivated some kind of weird invisibility mystery, allowing him to appear and disappear unpredictably, and he can give the enemy a fatal blow at any time.

“Yun’er, do you want to kill this person?”

Yang Xuan ignored Xiao Jingrong, turned and looked towards Xiao Yun’er not far away.

Just a word from little girl, he will ruthlessly obliterate Xiao Jingrong.

Xiao Jingrong is as cold as an ice cellar.

At this moment, he only felt that Death God was so long away from him, anxiously said: “Yun’er, I am your uncle, your relative, blood is thicker than water, you can’t treat me like this “

“I…”

Xiao Yun’er opened her mouth, after all her heart is cruel, and shook her head to Yang Xuan, “Big Brother, don’t kill him, he, he How can I say it is my uncle.”

“Well, listen to you, that’s all, a shameless man who abandons his relatives, bullies and fears hardship, I am too dirty if I kill.”

” You…”

Xiao Jingrong’s face is red, and one hand tremblingly points to Yang Xuan speechless.

“I am the most unhappy person. Others use their fingers to point me.”

Yang Xuan’s eyes were cold, staring at Xiao Jingrong.

“I…”

Xiao Jingrong dared to be angry but didn’t dare to speak. He raised his hand and fell softly.

“Look at your virtue, even the dead Jihu is not as good as the dead Jihu. If I were you, I would immediately find a wall and hit him to death, so I don’t have to be ashamed of living in the world. It’s really cultivated for so many years.”

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