Chatper 1320 (1/2)

"Come on, where have you seen my clan's young master? Is my clan's young master alive or dead now?"

"Dead, in the Hall of Eternal Life, killed by my own hands, the body and spirit are destroyed."

"Damn you!"

Rao is the Jinpao old man who had already guessed this result, but he still couldn't help but be furious.

"Murderers, people are always killing them. It can only be said that you, the young master of the shadow clan, are too weak, and unfortunately met me."

Yang Xuan shrugged. For a hundred years in the world of immortality, how much more than a Gongliangxiu has died?

Gongliang Xiu has a noble bloodline and a prominent family background. Although he is a rare genius in the world, he is only among the top among the arrogances of all ethnic groups.

Even, in terms of strength, Gong Liangxiu and Si Kongao, Lin Zhengying and other leaders of their generation are slightly inferior.

As for his character, it was even worse.

This kind of arrogant and conceited person is no wonder that he can survive in the Hall of Eternal Life.

It can be said that the reason why he died is all his own fault, and he can't blame others.

Thinking like this, Yang Xuan turned his eyes, looked around the audience, and said, "Don't look like your parents are dead, just come here if you want to do something, I alone will fight you all."

"Kill him and avenge the young master."

"Kill kill kill!!!"

In all directions, the Emperors of the Shadow Race and countless cultivators of the Shadow Race all had red eyes, and shouted loudly.

Gong Liangxiu is the only son of the current patriarch of the shadow clan in the Xuantian Great World, and also the hope for the rise of their shadow clan.

Now that hope is shattered, I still don't know how to communicate with the patriarch when I go back.

How could they not be angry?

How can you not hate?

Yang Xuan sneered. With his current strength, he is enough to dominate the world, not to mention these Shadow Clan cultivators, even if An Luo or the Shadow Clan Patriarch himself came, he would not be afraid.

"You dare to kill the young master of my clan, my shadow clan will never share the sky with you, let me die!"

At this moment, the old man in Jinpao roared with a ferocious face, and at the moment when his voice fell, he flicked his sleeves to sacrifice ninety-eighty-one black fire talismans.

Before coming here, the patriarch of the shadow clan gave him a life-saving trump card. Every black fire talisman is equivalent to the power of a single blow from a monk in the early stage of Taoism. Eighty-one talismans are released together, which can kill the peak of Taoism. the strong man.

This violent attack is to catch Yang Xuan by surprise and kill him with one blow.

Whoohoo! ! !

One after another, the black fire talismans rose against the storm in an instant, turning into a monstrous black fire that burned the sky and boiled the sea, rushing towards Yang Xuan, as if to burn him to the ground.

"Master be careful."

The Butterfly Emperor changed color, and Shen Yuexin and the Yi family sisters also lost their color at this moment. Although their cultivation base was low, they could feel the terrifying power contained in this huge black fire.

This is far away, and there is a layer of defense shield supported by the Butterfly Emperor beside him, otherwise they would have been burned to fly ash by that terrible high temperature.

"Do it."

Outside the great formation barrier, Feng Qingyang and Murong Fu looked at each other, and they were about to act. From their point of view, Yang Xuan might not be able to take these black fire talismans, so he naturally couldn't stand by.

However, before they could actually take action, Yang Xuan waved his huge palm.

"boom!"

With one palm shot, an unimaginable force rolled up the emperor's aura, turning into a huge half-gold and half-black palm print, and slapped the surging black fire that shot up to the sky.