This is Origin Force, hot as fire, fierce and violent, exuding extreme heat and burning void distortion.

At this moment, he is losing energy and blood, and there is not much spirit strength left, but he still has Origin Force.

Before Master Feng Qingyang appeared, he couldn’t fight timidly, he must fight.

Only in this way, as a martial artist, can he stimulate his own potential and cultivate invincibility.

If he retreats knowing that he is lost, it will be difficult for him in the future.

“wu wu.”

Yi Xiu’er was in tears. If Yi Qingwu hadn’t stopped her, she would have ran to fight alongside Yang Xuan.

“Cousin!”

“You stay here, I will help him.”

Yi Qingwu clenches the teeth, ready to go, But as soon as he moved, his throat was sweet and he vomited blood in his mouth.

She was attacked by He Xiong’s sneak attack not long ago, and later wounded Divine Soul in a battle with He’s brother. The injuries were not serious. Although she had already taken a healing Spiritual Pill, it was still difficult to continue. fighting.

“Yi Elder just takes care of Xiu’er, don’t come over.”

At this moment, a loud voice came.

“You can still fight!?”

Yi Qingwu opened her mouth, her face showed a look of shock, she found that she couldn’t see through Yang Xuan.

This young man’s will is too strong. Even if he is seriously injured, he is not afraid of He Xiong who is facing the 8 Heavenly Layer of divine force. He wants to fight to the death.

In Yi Qingwu’s impression, Yang Xuan is stubborn and unobstructed. Who knows that this young man has such a masculine side.

“Of course I can fight. For me, the stronger the enemy, the more I will fight!”

Yang Xuan’s voice is full of fighting spirit, it would rather break but cannot be bend.

“Alright, if you die so easily, then my younger brother will be hard to look down upon.”

He Xiong said grimly.

Yang Xuan was on guard and did not answer.

At this time, he had already forgotten Master Feng Qingyang, and He Xiong was alone in his eyes.

I have to say that He Xiong is very strong. Although only the cultivation base of Divine Force 8 Heavenly Layer is available, his strength is comparable to or even worse than the powerhouse of Divine Force Peak.

Because, He Xiong is a fierce person, who travels north and south all the year round, killing people and surpassing goods, making his combat experience far beyond ordinary people.

Yang Xuan knows that it is extremely difficult to kill He Xiong himself!

It is in Peak state, and it is difficult to compete with Qilin Arm.

Perhaps, using Purgatory Sword sneak attack can give the opponent a fatal blow.

But Purgatory Sword is a half-step Spirit Transformation device. Although there are no outsiders present, Yang Xuan is still not ready to use it for insurance.

As for the shadow cloak, Yang Xuan’s spirit strength is already difficult to support.

If you use strong action, the worst result is fainting due to overdraft spirit strength.

The thought flashed in his mind, Yang Xuan took out a sword, a red long sword that was three feet long.

This is the hardest material among many top grade Spirit Swords in his storage ring. He is going to fight He Xiong with the sword technique.

“mayfly shaking a tree.”

He Xiong’s face flashed with disdain, and his figure turned out to not give Yang Xuan too much breathing time.

The strength and talent of this young man are not mentioned yet, and his will is too terrifying. For every second of delay, a crisis will arise in He Xiong’s heart.

Yes, crisis!

This unfathomable mystery comes from this crisis. It stands to reason that with his cultivation base, it is easy to kill Yang Xuan.

But for some reason, he always feels that a sense of crisis is approaching, and there may be violent death at any time.

He was frightened and decided to get rid of Yang Xuan as soon as possible. He thought that as long as Yang Xuan died, the crisis would be resolved.

Yang Xuan’s double pupil D-rune appeared in the depths, Martial Dao Heavenly Eye was fully opened, He Xiong’s speed suddenly doubled in his eyes.

It’s just that the speed is still very fast, so fast that he doesn’t have much time to think about how to fight.

“Pull the sword technique!”

He didn’t think much about it. He slashed with his sword. The action was simple and neat, without any fancy, he used a sword he almost forgot. Technique.

With a scream, a sharp sword energy strokes shatter void, which is faster than lightning.


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