Nine Star Divine Dragon Technique

Jiang Xuan looked at the empty street not far away, his eyes turned cold for a moment, and a cold arc appeared at the corner of his mouth, saying: "Then today, I will kill everyone who deserves to be killed with the holy sword in my hand, and see who dares Stop me!"

Since those powerful people are extremely greedy and want to rob themselves of the Emperor's Spiritual Art.

Jiang Xuan was ready to let these powerful people know that if they wanted to rob him, they would have to pay the price with blood.

Tread...

On the empty and silent streets, only the footsteps of Jiang Xuan and Ximen Xuehui could be heard.

Countless pairs of eyes filled with murderous intent were secretly staring at the two people on the street.

Finally, someone couldn't hold himself back and was the first to take action.

"Uh-huh!"

A bloody flying knife suddenly shot out from the void without any warning, making a dragon roar and hitting Jiang Xuan directly.

"when!" .??.

Jiang Xuan did not use the power of the Holy Sword immediately to avoid alerting the enemy. He just stretched out a hand, and the hand instantly turned into gold, as if it had just been forged from the furnace, and he directly held the bloody flying knife in his hand. .

The bloody flying knife, flowing with blood, is definitely a top-grade heaven-level spiritual weapon.

But at this moment, Jiang Xuan's golden skin could not be broken.

"Uh-huh!"

Jiang Xuan held the bloody flying knife and swung it hard. The flying knife turned into a bloody light, faster than before, almost like a bloody lightning, directly hitting the void where the flying knife was shot.

"Pfft!"

Along with the sound of flesh and blood breaking, a bloody head rolled out from the darkness of the void. Judging from the appearance, it was an old man with white beard and hair. He was definitely a strong man from the older generation in the saint realm.

But at this moment, his head was cut off by his own flying knife, killing him instantly.

The blood stained the ground on the street red in an instant.

"hiss!"

At this moment, bursts of gasping sounds sounded in the darkness around the street.

The ancient streets, which were originally empty and silent, now had a sense of blood and blood invisibly added to them.

Jiang Xuan held the white jade holy sword in one hand, and held Ximen Xuehui's white wrist in the other hand. There were hundreds of dead bodies lying under his feet, most of them were split in half by a sword and died tragically on the spot.

Countless people watching the battle secretly had trembling lips.

"It's terrible. In half an hour, this Jiang Xuan actually killed more than a hundred masters."

"He holds a holy sword in his hand, and in the realm of swordsmanship, he has realized that the sword's heart is clear. Who can stop his sword?"

"Indeed, a young sword king with a holy sword is simply unstoppable!"

…

All the powerful people hiding in the dark were killed by Jiang Xuan in fear.

A warrior at the first level of the Saint Realm, in just a quarter of an hour, killed hundreds of elders at the fifth level of the Saint Realm with his sword.

This kind of achievement is beyond the reach of even the Six Great Masters of Da Qi.

Many big forces originally just wanted to snatch the emperor's spiritual secret from Jiang Xuan.

But at this time, they couldn't help but feel fear in their hearts, because Jiang Xuan's unparalleled fighting power made them understand how terrifying Jiang Xuan's potential was.

This kind of peerless genius must

If you don't give in, it will definitely be a sure thing to step into the Holy King Realm in the future.

For a time, their murderous intention towards Jiang Xuan became even more intense.

If such a terrifying genius grows up and seeks revenge on them in the future, who can stop him?

"Kill this son at all costs, and don't let him leave the main city of Huangling alive!"

In the dark, powerful older men roared angrily.

Jiang Xuan walked on the ancient street, his white clothes stained with blood, but he was not injured. His black hair was dancing wildly in the wind, his eyes were as cold as a knife, and his fighting spirit was high, like a black dragon, roaring invisibly across the mountains and rivers. .

"Jiang Xuan, are you okay?"

Ximen Xuehui was standing next to Jiang Xuan. She saw Jiang Xuan's face was slightly pale, and there was a trace of worry in his eyes.

"It's okay, I just killed hundreds of strong men in a row, and my heart of swordsmanship was exhausted too much."

In the battle just now, Jiang Xuan was extremely brave. He held the holy sword in his hand and inspired the power of the sword's heart to sweep through everything. No one could live under his sword.

Even though the power of the Holy Sword is unparalleled, in order to stimulate the Holy King's heritage in the Holy Sword, Jiang Xuan found that when he stepped into the sword's heart, the clear and condensed sword heart was originally as bright as a star, but at this moment it became dim. Incomparable.

"Chi!"

Jiang Xuan handed the holy sword back to Ximen Xuehui's hand. Seeing that he was still less than a hundred meters away from the gate of the main city of Huangling, he looked at Ximen Xuehui and said: "Thank you, senior sister, for your help with the holy sword. Thank you very much." My senior sister's company allowed me to walk nearly two-thirds of the distance, but I needed to walk the last 100 meters alone."

Ximen Xuehui looked at Jiang Xuan, her bright eyes full of worry, and said, "Go back with me? No one in the Seventh Prince's Manor will dare to touch you."

Jiang Xuan shook his head, looked at the gate of the main city of Huangling in the distance, and said: "What is supposed to come will always come, there is no way to avoid it."

Jiang Xuan knew that even if he went back with Ximen Xuehui now, those people who wanted to kill him would still come one day.

It's better to take advantage of the fact that the real strong men haven't arrived in the main city of Huangling yet and charge out with force.

As soon as Jiang Xuan thought of this, he continued: "Those big forces will not hold back on the last stretch of the road. If you follow me, they will no longer care about your identity."

"Take your Princess Snow and leave."

Suddenly, Jiang Xuan said to the void not far away from Ximen Xuehui.

Buzz!

An old figure appeared. It was an old man with a withered body and a powerful cultivation level at the seventh level of the Saint Realm.

This person is an older and powerful man in the Seventh Prince's Manor.

Jiang Xuan has a strong mental power and has discovered this old man a long time ago. He has been following Ximen Xuehui to protect Ximen Xuehui's safety.

When Ximen Xuehui saw the old man, her crystal tears flowed down, and she cried: "Grandpa Lei, can you save Jiang Xuan?"

When the old man saw Ximen Xuehui, there was a hint of helplessness in his old eyes, and he sighed: "Princess, it's not that I don't want to save Mr. Jiang, but if I take action, those big forces will definitely send more powerful masters to deal with Mr. Jiang. , in that case, it will hurt Mr. Jiang even more."

When Ximen Xuehui heard this, her body trembled.

"Don't worry, I can't die."

Jiang Xuan smiled at Ximen Xuehui, then turned decisively and walked towards the gate of the main city of Huangling. Jiang Xuan looked at the empty street not far away, his eyes became cold for a moment, and a cold arc appeared at the corner of his mouth, saying: "Then today, I will kill everyone who deserves to be killed with the holy sword in my hand, and see who dares Stop me!"

Since those powerful people are extremely greedy and want to rob themselves of the Emperor's Spiritual Art.

Jiang Xuan was ready to let these powerful people know that if they wanted to rob him, they would have to pay the price with blood.

Tread...

On the empty and silent streets, only the footsteps of Jiang Xuan and Ximen Xuehui could be heard.

Countless pairs of eyes filled with murderous intent were staring at the two people on the street in the dark.

Finally, someone couldn't hold himself back and was the first to take action.

"Uh-huh!"

A bloody flying knife suddenly shot out from the void without any warning, making a dragon roar and hitting Jiang Xuan directly.

"when!"

Jiang Xuan did not use the power of the Holy Sword immediately to avoid alerting the enemy. He just stretched out a hand, which instantly turned into gold, as if it had just been forged from the furnace, and directly held the bloody flying knife in his hand. .

The bloody flying knife, flowing with blood, is definitely a top-grade heaven-level spiritual weapon.

But at this moment, Jiang Xuan's golden skin could not be broken.

"Uh-huh!"

Jiang Xuan held the bloody flying knife and swung it hard. The flying knife turned into a bloody light, faster than before, almost like a bloody lightning, directly hitting the void where the flying knife was shot.

"Pfft!"

Along with the sound of flesh and blood breaking, a bloody head rolled out from the darkness of the void. Judging from the appearance, it was an old man with white beard and hair. He was definitely an older generation strong man in the saint realm.

But at this moment, his head was cut off by his own flying knife, killing him instantly.

The blood stained the ground on the street red in an instant.

"hiss!"

At this moment, bursts of gasping sounds sounded in the darkness around the street.

The ancient streets, which were originally empty and silent, now had a sense of blood and blood invisibly added to them.

Jiang Xuan held the white jade holy sword in one hand, and held Ximen Xuehui's bright wrist in the other hand. There were hundreds of dead bodies lying under his feet, most of them were split in half by a sword and died tragically on the spot.

Countless people watching the battle secretly had trembling lips.

"It's terrible. In half an hour, this Jiang Xuan actually killed more than a hundred masters."

"He holds a holy sword in his hand, and in the realm of swordsmanship, he has realized that the sword's heart is clear. Who can stop his sword?"

"Indeed, a young sword king with a holy sword is simply unstoppable!"

…

All the powerful people hiding in the dark were killed by Jiang Xuan in fear.

A warrior at the first level of the Saint Realm, in just a quarter of an hour, killed hundreds of elders at the fifth level of the Saint Realm with his sword.

This kind of achievement is beyond the reach of even the Six Great Masters of Da Qi.

Many big forces originally just wanted to snatch the emperor's spiritual secret from Jiang Xuan.

But at this time, they couldn't help but feel fear in their hearts, because Jiang Xuan's unparalleled fighting power made them understand how terrifying Jiang Xuan's potential was.

This kind of peerless genius must

If you don't give in, it will definitely be a sure thing to step into the Holy King Realm in the future.

For a time, their murderous intention towards Jiang Xuan became even more intense.

If such a terrifying genius grows up and seeks revenge on them in the future, who can stop him?

"Kill this son at all costs, and don't let him leave the main city of Huangling alive!"

In the dark, powerful older men roared angrily.

Jiang Xuan walked on the ancient street, his white clothes stained with blood, but he was not injured. His black hair was dancing wildly in the wind, his eyes were as cold as a knife, and his fighting spirit was high, like a black dragon, roaring invisibly across the mountains and rivers. .

"Jiang Xuan, are you okay?"

Ximen Xuehui was standing next to Jiang Xuan. She saw Jiang Xuan's face was slightly pale, and there was a trace of worry in his eyes.

"It's okay, I just killed hundreds of strong men in a row, and my heart of swordsmanship was exhausted too much."

In the battle just now, Jiang Xuan was extremely brave. He held the holy sword in his hand and inspired the power of the sword's heart to sweep through everything. No one could live under his sword.

Even though the power of the Holy Sword is unparalleled, in order to stimulate the Holy King's heritage in the Holy Sword, Jiang Xuan found that when he stepped into the sword's heart, the clear and condensed sword heart was originally as bright as a star, but at this moment it became dim. Incomparable.

"Chi!"

Jiang Xuan handed the holy sword back to Ximen Xuehui's hand. Seeing that he was still less than a hundred meters away from the gate of the main city of Huangling, he looked at Ximen Xuehui and said, "Thank you, senior sister, for your help with the holy sword. Thank you very much." My senior sister's company allowed me to walk nearly two-thirds of the distance, but I needed to walk the last 100 meters alone."

Ximen Xuehui looked at Jiang Xuan, her bright eyes full of worry, and said, "Go back with me? No one in the Seventh Prince's Manor will dare to touch you."

Jiang Xuan shook his head, looked at the gate of the main city of Huangling in the distance, and said: "What is supposed to come will always come, there is no way to avoid it."

Jiang Xuan knew that even if he went back with Ximen Xuehui now, those people who wanted to kill him would still come one day.

It's better to take advantage of the fact that the real strong men haven't arrived in the main city of Huangling yet and charge out with force.

As soon as Jiang Xuan thought of this, he continued: "Those big forces will not hold back on the last stretch of the journey. If you follow me, they will no longer care about your identity."

"Take your Princess Snow and leave."

Suddenly, Jiang Xuan said to the void not far away from Ximen Xuehui.

Buzz!

An old figure appeared. It was an old man with a withered body and a powerful cultivation level at the seventh level of the Saint Realm.

This person is an older and powerful man in the Seventh Prince's Manor.

Jiang Xuan has a strong mental power and has discovered this old man a long time ago. He has been following Ximen Xuehui to protect Ximen Xuehui's safety.

When Ximen Xuehui saw the old man, her crystal tears flowed down, and she cried: "Grandpa Lei, can you save Jiang Xuan?"

When the old man saw Ximen Xuehui, there was a hint of helplessness in his old eyes, and he sighed: "Princess, it's not that I don't want to save Mr. Jiang, but if I take action, those big forces will definitely send more powerful masters to deal with Mr. Jiang. , in that case, it will hurt Mr. Jiang even more."

When Ximen Xuehui heard this, her body trembled.

"Don't worry, I can't die."

Jiang Xuan smiled at Ximen Xuehui, then turned decisively and walked towards the gate of the main city of Huangling.