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Yang Xuan's clothes were fluttering and he was calm as he confronted the dragon pair.

The dragon is tall and big, as strong as an iron tower, full of suffocation, and a pair of copper bell-like eyes stared at Yang Xuan, "Boy, you'd better use all your strength, otherwise don't blame me if you have three strengths and two weaknesses."

Having said that, he didn't really dare to kill Yang Xuan, after all, Yang Xuan was the new owner of the Purgatory Sword.

Once Yang Xuan is killed, the purgatory boy will not let him go.

However, Yang Xuan was too arrogant, and he had to suffer today, otherwise his anger would be hard to calm down.

Yang Xuan smiled, still so indifferent, "I'm standing here, what means to let the horse come over."

"Arrogant boy, if I give you a little color, you really think you are invincible."

Repeatedly being despised by others, even mud has three points of fire.

Long Yi didn't even think about it, he stepped on the ground with his feet, and rushed towards Yang Xuan like a wild beast.

Yang Xuan was fearless, raised his right hand, took out seventy percent of his strength, and greeted him with a palm.

"Comparing your strength with our dragon race, you are taking your own humiliation."

Long Yi drank violently, fighting Yang Xuan with his fists.

He is not only a dragon, but also a tyrannosaurus among the dragons.

Just competing for strength, other dragon warriors simply can't compete with him.

Facing Yang Xuan now, he has a huge advantage.

A weak human boy, even if he is talented, even if he has been trained since childhood, his physical body is difficult to compare with him.

This is the gap between the bloodlines, and it is impossible to make up for it by medicine alone and hard training.

"boom!"

In order to teach Yang Xuan an unforgettable lesson, Long Yi's punch had at least a power of more than 100,000 jins, and his speed was as fast as a thunderbolt, and his strength was unparalleled. Muffled.

Yang Xuan did not move at all, but stood still.

The slender and slender, woman-like palm is also intact, and there is no sign of injury.

In this situation, Zhang Tianfang, a middle-aged Taoist, and a woman in red all had their eyelids jumping wildly.

Isn't this guy a human race? How can you train such copper skin and iron bones, it's too powerful, it's shocking.

"you……"

Long Yi was stunned. He seriously doubted whether the boy standing in front of him was a dragon like himself, or why was his physical body so strong?

"It's not rude to come and go, you also take me a trick."

Yang Xuan moved like a thunderbolt, and threw out a whip leg, like a dragon going out of the sea, and slammed it towards Long Yi's temple.

Long Yi was caught off guard, so he could only raise his arms to resist.

However, Yang Xuan's strength was so powerful that Long Yi couldn't resist it at all. One of his right arms was cracked and blood splattered. Not to mention, the whole person was beaten back seven or eight steps by Juli.

With every step of withdrawal, the ground shook and dust flew.

With one foot, the rough-skinned and thick-skinned Long Yi was injured purely by physical strength!

Zhang Tianfang and the three looked at Long Yi and Yang Xuan, and their faces were moved.

"Are you still fighting?"

Yang Xuan didn't chase after him, looking at Long Yi calmly.

The more he was like this, the more frantic Long Yi was, and at the same time the belligerent blood in his body was ignited.

It was the first time in many years that he smelled his own blood.

"Looks like you're going to fight."

Yang Xuan smiled.

"Hey!"

Without saying a word, Long Yi ripped off his shirt, revealing his strong bronze chest muscles, and roared, "Little devil, I admit that your strength is very strong, but this strength alone is not enough for me to surrender."

"Come to fight!"

Yang Xuan's black hair is flying, and he is full of pride. When he says that you are not satisfied, the young master will fight until you are satisfied.