Chatper 1627 (2/2)

"No, you can't kill me!"

Long Xuan's scalp was numb, feeling the approach of death, he wanted to dodge, but a mysterious force froze his figure, and he could only watch Yang Xuan's palm pressed down.

"die!"

With Yang Xuan's killing heart, he had absolutely no intention of giving up. He slammed his palm straight down into the air, Long Xuan failed to let out a scream, and he became a piece of meat all over the ground. Even the Yuanshen was caught by Yang Xuan with his bare hands. Start, apply the technique of searching for souls and destroying memories, and then crush them.

"died!"

"This lunatic, he actually dares to violently kill!"

The crowd was in an uproar, and they all broke out in a cold sweat. That was the ninth prince of the Tianlong Dynasty, the son of Emperor Wuji, and now he was slapped to death by someone.

The most shocking thing is that the power contained in Yang Xuan's palm is clearly the power of pure flesh, and it is so terrifying that even an immortal saint can never stop him from attacking with all his strength.

At this moment, the scene was full of noise, and no one else felt scared and frightened, while several immortal saints in armor from the Tianlong Dynasty, who witnessed the tragic death of Long Xuan, fell into rage one after another.

Long Xuan died, and died in front of their eyes. They were not able to protect them, and they were to blame. Once Emperor Wuji came out of the depths of the ruins, his anger would first burn on them.

"Kill my apprentice, the old man wants your life!"

Jiu Mokong screamed in the sky, his eyes were extremely red, and he also fell into madness.

Emperor Wuji entrusted Long Xuan to his care. Although his master was conscientious, he failed to protect his son Long Xuan, and Emperor Wuji would never forgive him afterwards.

"If you want to kill me, I'm afraid you don't have that ability."

Yang Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, squinting.

"This son is to be dealt with by this old man. You guys, go and take down that woman immediately."

Jiu Mokong's eyes turned, and he instructed a few armor-clad immortal saints behind him, and the man stepped on the ground and killed Yang Xuan straight.

"Go!"

Several armor-clothed immortal saints didn't have time to think about it. They unfolded their movements one after another and rushed towards Wu Lingyan at the fastest speed. Wu Lingyan and Yang Xuan were very close, and at first glance they were their Taoist companions. It can make Yang Xuan throw the rat taboo.

"Just rely on you, dare to touch my woman!"

Yang Xuan shouted, his eyes opened and closed, and the murderous intent was overwhelming.

Wu Lingyan is his anti-scale, whoever dares to attack Wu Lingyan's idea must be prepared to bear his anger.

"Shuzi, your opponent is me!"

Jiu Mokong shouted violently, the momentum was extremely fast, and in a flash, he came to Yang Xuan.

"roll!"

Yang Xuan was unmoved, he punched out, and secretly mobilized the power to devour Heavenly Dao. Jiu Mokong's body protection mana was the first to be smashed, and he took the punch abruptly and flew out on the spot. .

puff!

Jiu Mokong's body trembled violently, spitting blood, and as he flew back, his face was full of unbelievable horror.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye, and when I came back to my senses, I saw a figure roaring towards them at a ghostly speed.

"It's your turn, all die for me!"

Yang Xuan moved the real fire, and he shot without mercy. He swept out with one palm, like the autumn wind sweeping the leaves. Before a few armored fairy saints could respond, they were afraid of being broken by his palm, and instantly disappeared. .