Chapter 257 (1/2)
Life and death are doomed.
Liu Weishuang's face changed and became very surprised. Next, Han ZhiBei was pale.
Liu Weishuang saw Yang Xuan's hand. At that time, although Yang Xuan could kill Zuo Qinghou and had strong strength, he only attracted his admiration, just like looking at an outstanding younger generation.
But at this time, when Yang Xuan shot again, he felt that Yang Xuanbi had become another person by the Luoyan lake, which was incredible.
Although he thought to himself that Yang Xuan would not be his opponent, the speed of progress and growth had deeply shocked him.
Liu Weishuang was shocked, and Han ZhiBei was shocked.
As the only person who has fought with Yang Xuan twice, he is most qualified to evaluate Yang Xuan's accomplishments, but now he finds that he can no longer make evaluation.
He suddenly felt that if he fought with Yang Xuan again, he would lose and die within three moves.
Zhou Zhijie's face also changed. His eyes looked at Yang Xuan and Yang Xuan's fingers without blinking. There was a color of shock on his face.
Only from this point, he knew that Yang Xuan's cultivation was not under him.
The man with a tiger back and a bear waist clapped it with one palm.
As night fell, the whole world seemed to be put into a pocket and became completely dark.
Yang Xuan felt as if he had entered a completely dark space with poor breathing.
But his fingers did not stop. Like a traveler walking alone in the dark, he recognized a goal and never looked back.
Boom!
Yang Xuan's fingers first came into contact with the man with tiger back and bear waist, and the power of life and death broke out in an instant.
Everyone's face changed again. At this moment, everyone was shocked by the tyrannical power of life and death in the air.
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The man with a tiger back and a bear waist staggered back, his face showed an abnormal pallor, his throat was sweet, and a trace of blood came out of the corners of his mouth.
He suddenly changed his color. After a meal at his feet, he clapped his hands again.
Lingxiner cannot die. If lingxiner dies, he will die.
Zhou Zhijie's face was unbelievable. He couldn't believe his eyes: ”Xia Houhu is not his enemy?”
The person who fought with Yang Xuan was Xia Hou Hu, who ranked 10th in the list of people.
Xiahou tiger trampled on his body again, and his palms were photographed at the same time. At the same time, a huge tiger shadow suddenly appeared behind him, roared through the world, and then rushed to Yang Xuan.
The tiger roared and shook the sky, and the wind blew on his face. The tiger's eyes in summer contained killing opportunities and came.
Facing Xia Houhu's best blow, Yang Xuan took back his fingers.
Just when people thought he was going to fall, a long black knife appeared in his hand, instantly cut through the darkness and cut off Xia Houhu.
The space seems to start to disintegrate. What emanates from the crack is decay and death.
What lingers on the long knife is growth and the power of life.
Life and death, life and death.
Yang Xuan used the method of Xuanyi heavy earth to make a life and death robbery. This is his innovation after forcibly integrating the power of cold ice into the life and death robbery last time, a brand-new life and death knife.
Xia Houhu's face was shocked, even frightened, because he suddenly found that he couldn't move. The palms he took and the tiger shadow he thought of remained strangely in mid air.
This gave him the feeling that he had become an iron piece and was firmly absorbed on the magnet. He couldn't move at all.
Yang Xuan's eyes were very cold, and his long knife stabbed Xia Hou Hu's throat.