Fiendgod Supreme

Looking at Yang Wanli’s body, the audience of 300,000 Disciples were stunned.

They thought that Yang Wanli, whose strength was comparable to Palace God Realm Great Perfection, would deal with Palace God Realm 3rd-layer’s Ye Xuan with no difficulty, but they never thought that Yang Wanli would die at the hands of Ye Xuan.

“peng!”

Ye Xuan kicked Yang Wanli’s corpse off the altar of the Four Techniques.

“Wanli, Teacher’s good disciple!” Xiang Xian was half-kneeling on the ground, hugging Yang Wanli’s dead body, grief-stricken, his eyes filled with turbid tears.

“Ten Second Junior Brothers!”

Eleven senior brothers and senior sisters of Yang Wanli, watching the tragic death of Yang Wanli, they were very sad.

“Ten Second Junior Brother, Nine Senior Brother, I will avenge you!” Han Kuo of Palace God Realm 9th layer, with tears in his eyes and a gust of wind, swept up the holy altar of the four arts.

“Ye Xuan, you killed my ten Second Junior Brother, you can’t leave the Siju Temple alive today!”

“Desolate beast body refinement!”

Han Kuo roared, and the majestic beast power poured out of his body, and his body size suddenly soared to fifty feet.

Feeling Han Kuo’s breath, Mu Qingcheng looked at Ye Xuan, his red lips parted lightly, and his voice was like the sound of nature, “Ye Xuan be careful!”

“Chief don’t worry.” Ye Xuan After that, I cast Fiendgod Overlord Body in a single thought.

“creak creak ——”

Ye Xuan heard skeleton sounds in his body, and then, his body increased to sixty feet, and his fleshly body strength increased by a terrifying twenty. Seven times, the whole body releases the breath comparable to the spirit refinement First Layer.

“Ye Xuan, return the life of my ten Second Junior Brother!”

Han Kuo, who is as high as fifty feet, shook the sky, like an ancient Savage Beast, from the holy platform of the four arts. He ran wildly, swung his huge right fist, and slammed it into Ye Xuan’s chest!

“Death!”

Ye Xuan spat out a “Death” character, his silhouette suddenly blurred on the altar of the four arts, and then he escaped Han Kuohong The fist that came, appeared next to Han Kuo at the moment, Ye Xuan clenched his right fist tightly, and struck an uppercut on Han Kuo’s chin.

“peng!”

Han Kuo didn’t have time to react, his huge head was blasted by Ye Xuan’s punch, and the hill-like headless corpses spewed out The blood flew upside down and fell into the Holy Field of Four Techniques.

“si si sizzle—”

Looking at Han Kuo’s body, the 300,000 Disciples watching the battle gasped.

They didn’t expect that Han Kuo, whose strength was close to the spirit refinement First Layer after casting the wild beast body refinement, would be killed by Ye Xuan punched!

Ye Xuan is just Palace God Realm 3rd-layer!

How could he be so powerful?

Countless Disciples were shocked by Ye Xuan’s leapfrog power!

Including all elders and all deacons, I didn’t expect Han Kuo to be so unable to withstand a single blow in the face of Ye Xuan!

“Nine Junior Brothers!”

“Nine Senior Brothers!”

“…”

Han Kuo’s Senior Brother Junior The sisters, looking at Han Kuo’s horrific body, burst into tears.

“Kuo’er…” Xiang Xian’s turbid tears fell down his ravine-covered cheeks. At this moment, he hated Ye Xuan to the extreme!

Ye Xuan lifted the Fiendgod Overlord Body, and after his body returned to normal, he stood proudly on the holy platform of the Four Techniques. He looked down at Xiang Xian’s ten remaining discs, and said domineeringly: “I don’t mind you being together. Go on.”

As soon as this remark came out, it caused an uproar among the 300,000 Disciples in the audience:

“Damn it! Ye Xuan, a new Disciple, didn’t even consider Second Elder’s disciple is too crazy, isn’t he?”

“Let me say, he’s not crazy, he’s ignorant! Who does he think he is? He’s just Palace God Realm 3rd-layer, no matter how strong it is, it is absolutely impossible to defeat all the disciplines of Second Elder!”

“That’s right! Look, Ye Xuan killed Yang Wanli and Han Kuo, and next, Second Elder The elder’s Disciple will definitely kill him!”

“…”

When the Disciples were discussing, Xiang Xian’s Six Disciple Wang Hao said angrily: “Ye Xuan Xuan , don’t be too crazy, I will kill you today to avenge my Nine Junior Brothers and Ten Second Junior Brothers!”

“Buzz-“

The void is like ripples in water On the occasion, Wang Hao of Palace God Realm Great Perfection released a breath that was seven points stronger than spirit refinement First Layer.

Then, one after another dazzling and domineering Thunder Power, like a Thunder Dragon drilled out of the body, slowly cruising around him, the imposing manner is extremely terrifying.

“Ye Xuan die!”

“Heaven Shaking Thunder palm!”

Wang Hao turned into a lightning, shooting from the Holy Field of Four Techniques , appeared in the sky above the Sishu altar, and the right hand suddenly pressed Ye Xuan on the Sishu dais!

Suddenly, rising winds, scudding clouds in the void, derived out the majestic Thunder Power, and the rolling Thunder Power condensed a lightning giant palm the size of a hundred zhang from the void.

“Boom, boom-“

lightning giant palm with bursts of rumbling sound, brazenly photographed Ye Xuan on the shrine of the Four Arts!

Wang Hao is confident that with this attack, Ye Xuan will be smashed to pieces and smashed to death.

What happened next made Wang Hao unbelievable.

“Nine Heavens Punishing God Art ——Nine Heavens Divine Vein Changed!”

Ye Xuan stopped at the holy altar of the Four Techniques, he did not dodge, and instantly, the Eight Extraordinary in his body Meridians, Twelve Standard Meridians, became Nine Heavens Divine Vein overflowing with golden light.

The terrifying power, unleashed from within Nine Heavens Divine Vein, flooded Ye Xuan’s body, tripling his strength and speed.

At this moment, Ye Xuan’s whole body burst into a hazy golden light curtain, and an ancient and magnificent breath permeated from his body.

His temperament has changed drastically, like the Nine Heavens War God that descended into the world, a breath comparable to Spirit Refinement Realm 2nd layer, released from the body.

Ye Xuan bent his knees and kicked his feet abruptly. His body shot up like a golden arrow against the Thunder Power giant palm.

“How is this possible!”

When Wang Hao screamed, Ye Xuan’s body soared into the sky, violently knocking the Thunder Power giant palm out of a hole.

Ye Xuan’s body pierced through the Thunder Power giant palm and appeared in the void of the second hundred zhang. With a volley of his body, Nine Heavens Divine Force’s coiled right leg fiercely slammed down Wang Hao’s head!

Wang Hao, who couldn’t dodge in time, hurriedly raised his arms and crossed the block.

“peng!”

“ka-cha, ka-cha!”

“Ah…my arm!”

When Ye Xuan slapped Wang Hao’s right leg on Wang Hao’s arms, Wang Hao’s arms burst apart, and the two arms sprayed blood and flew away from the body.

Ye Xuan blasted Wang Hao’s blocking arms with his right leg, and then slapped it on Wang Hao’s head.

Wang Hao’s head exploded with flesh and blood, feeling dizzy for a while, disheveled hair fell from the void and smashed heavily on the hard table.

Wang Hao was about to get up when Ye Xuan fell from the sky and put his right foot on his throat.

“No…don’t kill me…” Wang Hao was terrified, the fear of death enveloped his heart, he looked at Xiang Xian in the Holy Field of Four Arts, and shouted: “Master, the discipline is still I don’t want to die… I beg you to save the discipline…”

Before Xiang Yang could speak, Ye Xuan’s indifferent and domineering voice sounded, “The person Ye Xuan wants to kill, even if the king of heaven comes, I can’t keep it!”

“ka-cha!”

Ye Xuan without the slightest hesitation used his right foot to smash Wang Hao’s neck.

Wang Hao died on the spot!

“Hao’er!” Xiang Xian burst into tears. At this moment, he could not wait to tear Ye Xuan alive.

“sixth junior brother!”

“Senior Brother Liu!”

“…”

Xiang Xian’s remaining nine This is a discipline, when they are sad, they absolutely didn’t expect, Wang Hao, who is seven points stronger than the spirit refinement First Layer, will not be Ye Xuan’s opponent.

Not only they didn’t expect, but the audience of 300,000 Disciples, and even all deacon and all elders didn’t expect.

“Master, your condolences and obedience.”

Xiang Xian eldest disciple Ling Hu Kun, bowed to Xiang Xian and said: “Master, this discipline kills Ye Xuan, for three Junior Brother!”

Xiang Xian’s old body trembled, and he said furiously: “Kun’er, you must Ye Xuan must die!”

“disciple obeys!”

After Linghu Kun responded, he swept up the Holy Throne of the Four Techniques as fast as lightning, and was separated from Ye Xuan by the hundredth zhang, staring at each other from a distance.

“Eldest Senior Brother killed him!”

“Eldest Senior Brother killed him to avenge the sixth junior brother, nine junior brothers, ten second junior brothers!”

“…”

When Linghukun Junior Brothers and Sisters shouted, there were 300,000 Disciple discussions in the Holy Field of Four Techniques:

“It’s over , Ye Xuan is dead this time!”

“Linghu Kun is not only the Palace God Realm Great Perfection, but also the Ranked 8th tenth powerhouse among the 300,000 Disciples in my veins, let alone one. Ye Xuan, even a hundred of them are no match for Linghu Kun!”

“Ye Xuan killed Linghu Kun’s three junior brothers, Linghu Kun will not let Ye Xuan die well!”

“Ye Xuan, the monstrous talent of the four arts is about to die!”

“…”

The voices of the Disciple discussions entered Mu Qingcheng’s ears , Mu Qingcheng’s splendid face was full of worry, and sound transmission said: “Ye Xuan, if you are not his opponent, you will escape from the Holy Stage of the Four Techniques alive.”

“The chief Your position is important, but your life is more important.”

Mu Qingcheng’s words made Ye Xuan feel warm.

Ye Xuan gave Mu Qingcheng a reassuring smile, and sounded transmission in a domineering tone: “Chief, don’t worry, looking at Holy Sect four Technical Sect veins 300,000 Disciples, there may not be anyone who is a Disciple opponent. “

hearing this, Mu Qingcheng’s lovable body trembled, with a look of shock in his beautiful eyes, sound transmission said: “Ye Xuan, tell me the truth, how strong is your leapfrog power?”

Ye Xuan sound transmission said: “If Disciple does its best, a powerhouse that is five points stronger than Spirit Refinement Realm seventh layer will only have a dead end in front of Disciple!”

Mu Qingcheng’s heart aroused. stormy sea, “Ye Xuan’s ability to leapfrog, unexpectedly… is so defying!”

Mu Qingcheng absolutely didn’t expect, Ye Xuan has the ability to leapfrog one great realm and four small realms!

Ye Xuan has such an unheard-of leapfrog ability, she is unheard-of unprecedented!

On the holy platform of the Four Techniques, Linghu Kun looked at Ye Xuan with a monstrous killing intent in his eyes, and his face looked sinister like a ghost, “Ye Xuan, today next year will be your death day!”

Linghu Kun said, one after another Power of Primordial Chaos, like strips of Primal Chaos Ancestral Dragon burrowed out of his body, Palace God Realm Great Perfection, he suddenly released from his body comparable to Spirit Refinement Realm 4th The power of layer!

“The Primordial Fist of Chaos!”

Linghu Kun turned into many afterimages and quickly appeared outside the hundred zhang. A power of Primordial Chaos burst out from his right fist, towards Ye Xuan. Chest out!

Linghu Kun’s attack speed was so fast that Ye Xuan, who only cast Nine Heavens Punishing God Art at this time, couldn’t dodge at all.

Ye Xuan’s Nine Heavens Divine Force poured into his right arm and reached his right fist, and his right fist suddenly smashed out!

“bang!”

The moment the fists met suddenly, an energy vortex mixed with Power of Primordial Chaos and Nine Heavens Divine Force exploded like a nebula. The extremely strong Yuwei storm spread rapidly, causing the void on the entire Four Arts Sacred Platform to be distorted!

Ye Xuan felt a surging force that ran through his right arm to his chest.

A wisp of blood spilled from the corner of Ye Xuan’s mouth, and his body flew upside down on the hundred zhang and landed, “Thorn!” His feet slipped a full 30 feet on the table before he stabilized his body.

On the other hand, Linghu Kun never took a step back!

“Ye Xuan, go to hell!”

Linghu Kun no longer retains his strength, he circled with Power of Primordial Chaos all over his body, swept over the hundred zhang at a high speed, and punched Ye with his right fist. Xuan’s face blasted out!