Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

When the barbarian leader saw the small movements of the two men, a touch of disdain flashed in his eyes. In his opinion, both practice and life are fighting for life with heaven and walking against heaven. Any superfluous feelings are cumbersome and will only make people die faster.

However, seeing Yang Xuan and Yu Qingcheng looking at each other, the barbarian leader who had planned to kill them directly by thunder suddenly had a vicious idea in his heart.

I wonder if the couple can still maintain their current relationship when they are really facing death? When faced with a more terrible threat than death, how can these two people show a happy and painful expression?

At the thought of the two people struggling and pleading bitterly, and at the thought of the scene in which they struggled for a long time but found that death was doomed at the beginning, the barbarian leader's heart beat slightly faster, and a pleasant smile could not help but appear at the corners of his mouth.

"Eleven, twelve, you two go and try the weight of this little marquis."

"Yes!"

With the order of the barbarian leader, two barbarian friars who were covered in red robes crossed the crowd and stood side by side in front of Yang Xuan.

"Luo Du Hou Yang Xuan? Zhou fengmiao's new disciple?" The barbarian friar on the left spoke first. His voice was hoarse and his face mocked: "he has become the Duke of the great Wei Dynasty so young and can worship Zhou fengmiao as a teacher. It seems that he has a good family background. I just don't know how important your fourth realm accomplishments hard piled with natural materials and earth treasures are?"

In the end, the barbarian monk was secretly jealous. It is also the fourth realm cultivation. Others can easily pile it up with rich resources, and there are all kinds of advanced skills, but they can only cultivate the evil skills that damage their body. They can barely have the current cultivation after countless life and death crises.

Why does he have such a good life!

The barbarian monk looked at the handsome Yang Xuan, and the more he thought, the more jealous he became. He couldn't help licking the corners of his mouth, showing a cruel look.

Yang Xuan was also carefully observing the two monks who came out of the crowd.

There was a ferocious scar on the left side of the speaker's face. His face was gloomy and fierce. At first glance, he was a vicious generation. In his left hand, the man held a dagger the size of a palm. The dagger was a strange scarlet with a faint aura on the surface. It was obviously a magic weapon in the starting state.

Yang Xuan soon made a judgment on the speaker. This person's cultivation is only the first level to enter the fourth realm. It basically does not pose a threat to Yang Xuan who practices the secret method. The only thing to be careful is the dagger in this person's left hand.

As for the contempt of the other party, Yang Xuan despised it at all, and even secretly rejoiced. At this critical moment when there is a great difference between the strength of the enemy and ours, the contempt of the enemy is likely to bring greater vitality to Yang Xuan!

Yang Xuan looked beyond the provocative man to the barbarian monk who had been silent next to him.

At a glance, Yang Xuan was slightly surprised.

This barbarian friar did not have the physical characteristics of ordinary barbarians, and there was no unique tattoo of barbarians on his exposed skin. His appearance was ordinary, and he did not have the extraordinary temperament of the fourth boundary friar. At first glance, he looked no different from the ordinary people of Da Wei.

But Yang Xuan knows that the more such a person is, the more dangerous it is, because you never know what cards he has. After all, a dog that can bite won't bark.

While secretly vigilant, Yang Xuan even raised an untimely idea in his heart. If those barbarian spies were all such people, would someone have successfully infiltrated the government and even the army in the Xuanmen pass? Does Zhou fengmiao have any precautions in this regard.

The vague idea flashed away. Yang Xuan soon focused on the immediate crisis and tried to find a glimmer of vitality.

"Hey, this little girl won't be scared silly, will she?" Looking at Yang Xuan who had not responded for a long time, the savage friar with a gloomy face said with a wild laugh: "bah! Seedless advice! It's Da Wei's dog!"

"Let me do it today..."

The word "today" had just been exported. The savage friar with a gloomy face burst up without warning. The dagger in his hand burst into a rich blood aura and stabbed Yang Xuan's chest like lightning!

Yang Xuan never thought that the barbarian friar who was still talking and talking a second ago was so insidious. Fortunately, Yang Xuan kept on alert. At the moment when the barbarian Friar's body became violent, Yang Xuan's body immediately retreated, trying to open the distance and find a chance to fight back.

Seeing Yang Xuan's retreat, the gloomy barbarian Friar's eyes flashed away.

How come they are also high-level friars who have experienced countless lives and deaths. Of course, barbarian friars are not those fools who are arrogant and unprepared in the face of the enemy.

Paralyze the enemy's vigilance with exaggerated performance, and then launch a surprise attack without warning, trying to kill with one blow. This is his best means. By this means, I don't know how many monks with higher accomplishments than him died under his hands.

He believed that the young loduhou in front of him would die under his own hands like the monks who had been deceived by his actions before.

Especially when Yang Xuan retreated violently and tried to distance himself, the gloomy barbarian monk's face became more satisfied.

Every hostile friar will notice his dagger and magic weapon that looks by no means mortal, and be on guard. When fighting, he will subconsciously pull away from him and don't give him a chance to launch magic weapons, but no one knows that after pulling away from him, the dagger in his hand can exert more power.

"Die!"

The barbarian monk roared, and the whole body's spiritual power poured into the dagger in his hand. Under the blessing of this huge spiritual power, a bloody scorpion composed of pure spiritual power appeared on the surface of the dagger. The scorpion flashed a bloody electric light in the air and flew to Yang Xuan's chest almost in the blink of an eye.

After a blow, the barbarian monk stopped and smiled proudly.

The young marquis is dead!

The barbarian friars had only the spiritual power of the first level in the fourth realm. After the blessing of the dagger, they were five times stronger and had a very strong penetration. Such a huge spiritual power condensed to a fatal blow. Unprepared, the friars in the fourth realm could not resist.

In the same way, more than two fourth boundary friars have died in the hands of barbarian friars, and this time is no exception.

A real battle is not a duel in the cultivation field. In a life and death struggle, you can only live by killing your opponent. In order to live, you can use all available means when necessary.

"Guys who haven't experienced life and death crisis don't understand after all!"

The fierce looking barbarian monk pretended to sigh, put away his dagger and looked up at the leader.

Then he found that the cool and cruel leader showed a thick look of surprise in his eyes.

The alarm bell in the heart of the barbarian friars!