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In comparison, Lu Mingxuan is much more low-key, and specifically looking for soft persimmons whose cultivation is lower than him, he has no intention of going deep into the battlefield at all.

"Hehe, thank you two, I will thank you later."

"Thank you, Brother Yang!"

Lu Mingxuan was waiting for Yang Xuan's words, his face burst into a smile, and he became more and more hard at killing people.

Pengfei didn't answer. He really regarded Yang Xuan as a friend and chose to help, and he didn't want to get anything in return.

"Boy, you've killed so many people, isn't that enough?"

As more and more people died under the sword of Yang Xuan, some people were timid.

Yang Xuan is too terrifying. Not only is his strength strong, but his speed is extremely fast. Although they are numerous and powerful, they have never been able to hit the target.

The other party slaughtered them wantonly, and all of them attacked, but they couldn't even touch the other party's fur, how could this battle be fought?

"Let you go, but if you don't go, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Yang Xuanren walked with the sword, as fast as lightning, and every time the sword was swung, someone lost their life.

This kind of combat power, this kind of domineering and very hot, shocked Pengfei and Lu Mingxuan.

The two of them couldn't believe that they had slaughtered a group of young geniuses by themselves!

Soon, when the enemies around them were eliminated, the two of them stopped making another move, and just stared blankly at Yang Xuan galloping through the crowd, killing them.

"Beast, pay back my brother's life."

At this time, someone went mad and used the ultimate move to fight against Yang Xuan.

"Impossible!"

Yang Xuan backhanded a sword, and the sword energy is in the air, and the edge is unmatched, and people will be killed in the future.

"Let's go, we are not his opponents. If we continue to fight, we will die sooner or later."

Someone shouted, and then many people chose to retreat.

"Can you go?"

Yang Xuan moved and chased after him.

Although in this area with strong space barriers, he was unable to perform the Great Void Technique, but he understood the profound meaning of wind and the profound meaning of space. The two profound meanings were fused together, and the speed was extremely fast.

As long as he wanted to chase, no one present could escape.

But in an instant, everyone was blocked by him.

"You devil, what do you want!?"

Some people were about to cry, and some people knew that they would be doomed, and they did their best to die together with Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan's expression was indifferent, his sword was like electricity, his movements were swift and fierce, blood splashed from time to time, and stumps flew from time to time.

"Ahhhh!!!"

The audience screamed and screamed.

This is not a few people, but a group of hundreds of masters, but none of them is the enemy of Yang Xuan Yihe, who was killed to the point of shit.

"Brother Peng, Brother Peng, how did you meet such a ruthless man!?"

Lu Mingxuan swallowed his saliva, frightened by the sight in the distance, and regarded Yang Xuan like a murderer.

Pengfei didn't say a word, as if he knew Yang Xuan again, staring blankly at Yang Xuan as he shuttled through the crowd, bringing out bursts of blood.

"Enough! Enough! You've killed a lot of people, isn't it enough?"

"Little beast, you are too cruel, you will be punished by God in this life."

Those who were still alive were desperate, and wished they could throw Yang Xuan's bones to ashes.

Yang Xuan was indifferent, and swung his sword to kill hundreds of people, then stopped the killing, and yelled at the remaining young geniuses who had already been scared: "I count three, and after three, if anyone else appears in front of me , kill without mercy!"

"Let's go!"

No one dared to stay for a long time, all of them turned around and left, and some people who had already fallen to the ground rushed into the distance with rolling and crawling, extremely embarrassed.