Fantasy: My Brothers Are All Sons Of Fortune

As soon as the words fell, the big knife appeared again, and it was a knife without any pretensions, and it was so simple to chop down from top to bottom.

crisis!

An unprecedented crisis rose in Yang Xuan's heart,

Back then, when Wen Xinzong was fighting the old man in the late stage of the Profound Realm, he didn't feel this way. He didn't understand why this ordinary knife would bring him such a sense of crisis.

He originally planned to pretend to admit defeat, but it turned out that his life was in danger.

This time, Yang Xuan changed to a high-grade black sword, frantically superimposed vitality defense on his body, and even injected some Thunder Dao essence.

The long sword was also injected with a trace of Lei Dao's true energy, and he raised his hand and slashed towards the opponent.

boom!

Under this shocking collision, Yang Xuan successfully flew out, faster than Hua Qingcheng's flying speed at that time, and fell far away on a stone pillar next to the square. After spraying a few mouthfuls of blood, he finally Can barely stop.

It's really depressing, I'm just messing with someone. Yang Xuan pretended to be seriously injured and half disabled, and limped back.

Looking at it, where did the arena go?

I saw a huge pit appearing at the ring where Yang Xuan was standing just now, surrounded by miserable howls. A large number of people fell down along the edge of the huge pit.

These people, like Yang Xuan, made a tortoise shell for themselves. They were just watching the fun, and they would never have thought that the power of this move would be so strong.

Including that deacon, they are not much better at the moment.

The movement here immediately attracted the attention of everyone present, including other Sects. A large number of deacons from Jiuyuan Shenzong rushed over, those who saved people saved people, and those who gave medicine pills gave medicine pills.

Yang Xuan Divine Sense scanned around, only to find that Hua Qingcheng was actually under the huge pit, lying there gasping for breath, as if a little overloaded on his body.

Yang Xuan quickly punched himself in the chest, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground, as if I had lost and was also lying seriously injured, waiting for deacon to carry him away for treatment.

When Hua Qingcheng regained some vitality and came out of the giant pit, she saw Yang Xuan lying in the distance who was rescued by deacon.

When he came near, he sighed helplessly to Yang Xuan and said, "Oh, why are you so unlucky, the fate between me and you will end here."

Hearing this, Yang Xuan, who pretended to close his eyes, almost couldn't hold back and stood up directly.

I can't thank you enough.

After Hua Qingcheng walked away, Yang Xuan slowly opened his eyes and sat up.

Not far away, Li Bufan saw all this and made a grimace at Yang Xuan with a smile on his face.

Its daybreak,

Everything was back to normal, and Yang Xuan's previous arena was set up again.

In order to avoid such accidents from happening again, the King Realm formation was arranged directly!

Yang Xuan's body had already recovered to its peak, and seeing that there was no one in the ring, he jumped onto the ring again.

When everyone saw that it was Yang Xuan again. Many people left this arena and went to other arenas to wait and see.

If you stay here, you will not be able to beat Yang Xuan, and your life will be in danger as a melon eater here.

Yang Xuan didn't follow them to another arena just because they left, he just lay down on the ring quietly and lazily!

Because he knows that those top figures will take the initiative to find him.

Not everyone left, but there were still some people who competed with Yang Xuan one after another.

So half a day passed,

Once again, a muscular man or woman ushered in the arena.

Yang Xuan was already in a psychological shadow. The moment the person came up, he directly used the system scanning function to determine whether the person was a man or a woman!

Fortunately, this time, it was a man who came up! Half a head taller than Yang Xuan

This man was big and strong, and he was directly facing Yang Xuan's cupped fist.

"Chu Qingxiong, I met fellow daoist!"

"Yang Xuan, I met fellow daoist!" Yang Xuan replied.

 …

"Oh my God, who do you think I saw?"

"Fart as long as you have, don't talk too much."

"I saw the overlord of the ring, Chu Qingxiong."

"Where is it? Why did Chu Qingxiong go to that ring?"

"I don't know, it may be that there are no challenges in his arena. Change the arena and harvest the number of challenges accumulated by others."

"No way!"

 …

Chu Qingxiong politely cupped fist and said: "This time, I mainly want to learn martial arts with my brothers. I wonder if you want to?"

"Of course there is no problem."

Yang Xuan thought to himself, isn't this arena just for martial arts competitions?

"I don't know why friend Chu Dao came to me?" Yang Xuan asked suspiciously.

"I have a special method. I can feel fellow daoist that you have been hiding your clumsiness. Every time you go up to challenge someone, you can easily save yourself from danger," Chu Qingxiong

"That's not what I want to say. I want the fellow daoist to use all his strength to fight me, it has nothing to do with joining the sect."

Chu Qingxiong said to Yang Xuan calmly as before.

Yang Xuan looked blank,

But looking at the pure fighting intent in the opponent's eyes, Yang Xuan suddenly understood that this person simply wanted to challenge me.

If you want to have a hearty battle with me, this should be the legendary combat madman, or cultivation madman.

But this point just hit Yang Xuan's heart. He wanted to rely on non-stop fighting to cultivate and become stronger.

It's just that the people here are completely crushed, and they don't help him at all.

Don't say that you have used your full strength, but you haven't used half of your strength. It was Hua Qingcheng's battle that gave him some insight

some strength.

Yang Xuan stood up, exuding from all over his body a strong and high-spirited fighting intent, and the fighting intent in his eyes was burning like the scorching sun.

"Okay! No problem."

Yang Xuan replied sonorously.

Seeing Yang Xuan take out the Dragon Pattern Spear and stand on the field.

Boom!

Chu Qingxiong took out his weapon, which was a long-handled double-edged battle axe. Looking carefully, he could still see two red characters written on the middle of the handle of his axe: Bengtian.

Crashing Battle Axe!

"Fellow daoist, then I will be offended."

As soon as Chu Qingxiong finished speaking, his whole body disappeared in place like a ghost, and when he reappeared, he was already on top of Yang Xuan's head.

Surprise flashed in Yang Xuan's eyes, good guy, this Movement Technique is almost catching up with my indulgence.

Indulge!

boom!

An ax hit the place where Yang Xuan was standing just now, but obviously missed. Yang Xuan is already on the right side behind him.

"The dragon wags its tail."

Chu Qingxiong also felt the specialness of Yang Xuan Movement Technique. At this time, the two of them in the courtyard, left and right, up and down, and the Movement Technique Martial Skill were brought into full play.

You hit each other back and forth, and in the end the two even fought to the point of insanity.

In the entire arena, the atmosphere was chaotic.

"Dragon Fights in the Wild"

"Crash River Dragon Slash"