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"Go away, or die!"

Yang Xuan danced wildly with black hair, and his body was full of arrogance, like a god of killing who came to the world and wanted to slaughter the people. Even his voice contained great killing intent.

"Plop, plop..."

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen Kui Shui Xuan snakes were terrified and plunged into the torrent below one after another, never showing their heads again.

The killing intent on Yang Xuan's body was too strong, and the huge bloody killing word in the sky even made a sonorous killing sound from time to time.

One after another killing sound, as sharp as a sword, made them tremble, as if they would die in the next moment.

Even if a vicious beast like the Sunflower Black Snake is not as intelligent as a human being, it will be much stronger than many monsters when it reaches adulthood.

Their sense of crisis is also very strong, knowing that rashly fighting with Yang Xuan now will definitely not end well.

However, there were also thirty or so sunflower snakes that didn't move.

It is not that they are bold and not afraid of death, but that their bloodlines are as noble as them, and they cannot easily submit to the coercion of a human being.

"You don't eat and drink for a toast, it seems that you want to die."

Yang Xuan's voice was as cold as a knife, and between the sword he raised and fell, he sent out a shocking sword energy, slashing at the group of Kuwaishui Xuan snakes.

This is the combination of the Great Killing Technique and the God-killing Sword Qi. It is no exaggeration to say that Yang Xuan's current combat power is not inferior to him in the state of being in a state of enchantment.

"Hiss..."

A group of Kwai Shui Xuan snakes scattered in a hurry, not daring to fight against them, but there were still a few who hid a little slowly, their heads were chopped off by the sword energy, and the blood gushing out from the severed heads was like a fountain, and it couldn't stop. live.

whoosh...

At the same time, a large amount of blood water gathered in the air and turned into a surging and coquettish ape-colored torrent, which was absorbed by the blood-colored killing words above.

That killing word is the manifestation of the Great Killing Technique, and it is connected with Yang Xuan's whole body.

As soon as he absorbed the blood, Yang Xuan only felt that the blood in his whole body was boiling, and the killing heart of Tan Zhong** became very active.

Even if Sikong Ao looked at it from a distance, he could feel the killing intent on Yang Xuan's body, and it had increased by a few points.

"To increase strength by killing, this secret technique is terrible!"

While amazed, Sikong Ao flew over, but he did not dare to approach Yang Xuan too much, just shouted from a few meters away: "Are you still the brother Yang I know!?"

"Of course, I'm still me, I've never changed."

Yang Xuan nodded, but his tone was a little cold. This was a side effect of the big killing. Even if he wanted to be gentle, he couldn't do it.

Sikong Ao was speechless, Yang Xuan was indeed Yang Xuan, but the aura on his body was so different from before, it was really hard to get close to him.

This is because Sikong Ao has a strong soul and a firm will. If he were someone else, he would be killed by a terrifying killing intent if he got too close.

"I wanted to let you live, but if you don't leave, then I'm welcome."

While speaking, Yang Xuan ignored Sikong Ao and threw his sword towards the remaining Sunflower Snakes, trying to forcibly cut a bloody path.

Puff puff! ! !

A stream of blood rose into the sky, and one after another, the sunflower snakes screamed in agony, and they became the souls of Yang Xuan's sword.

Under the terrifying killing intent, all the Kuishui Xuan snakes were greatly reduced in strength because of their inner fears. They were killed by Yang Xuan and fled in all directions. They were embarrassed and could no longer pose a threat.

Looking at Yang Xuan who was flying away, Sikong Ao came back to his senses, and quickly developed his movements to catch up. Wherever he passed, the air was filled with a thick layer of blood mist.

"So strong!"

At this moment, Sikong Ao was not only shocked, but deeply shocked.

He could not imagine how terrifying his strength would be once Yang Xuan was honored.

In fact, Yang Xuan's current strength is no less than that of the sea clan god son.