Chatper 819 (1/2)

"Dead, Senior Brother Gao is dead."

"As strong as Senior Brother Gao, and he can't take a single move in his hands, how can we be the enemy?"

The faces of the Heaven Smiting Sect warriors were pale and trembling, completely frightened.

As disciples of Heaven Smiting Sect, it was not that they had never seen vicious disciples before.

But this is the first time I have seen someone as powerful as Yang Xuan who is so cruel.

"Quickly withdraw, go and inform the Son of God, only the Son of God is this person's opponent."

Without the slightest hesitation, everyone chose to flee, and Momo looked like a group of bereaved dogs, embarrassed to the extreme.

At the same time, a group of people are also very aggrieved. It must be known that in their continent, their people from Heaven Smiting Sect have never been treated like this, which is a great shame.

"Can you wait?"

Yang Xuancai didn't care whether he was a son of a god or not, a cold and sharp arc hung on the corner of his mouth, and strode up to catch up.

This is his way of doing things. Once he gets revenge, he is bound to be killed.

Whoosh!

Although he couldn't use the Great Void Technique, the speed at which he burst out was extremely fast, but in the blink of an eye, a group of people was blocked by him, and there was no way to escape.

"Damn, we can't escape."

"Everywhere is dead, fight with him."

"kill!"

Seven or eight Heaven Smiting Sect warriors saw that they could not escape, and they forgot their fears.

These people are not only highly cultivated, physically strong, but also good at combining strikes.

Seven or eight people joined hands, and ordinary warriors in the realm of divine power were killed in minutes.

Even those who have reached the peak of the Divine Power Realm may not be able to stop a few moves.

But unfortunately, they met Yang Xuan.

With Yang Xuan's current strength, even if he stood still, these people would never even think of breaking through his defense.

"A group of turkeys and dogs."

Yang Xuan's robe squeaked, and golden light erupted. As long as he bumped into someone, flesh and blood would explode, bloody and brutal.

He was undefended and started killing, but these Heaven Smiting Sect warriors didn't hurt him and didn't say anything, instead they were killed with screams and screams.

This place was dancing with blood and water, Yang Xuan was like a god of killing, and his movements were fast and fierce, but when the rabbit rose and fell, he killed everyone.

Looking around, no one was able to get a whole body.

"It's amazing, Brother Yang really hides it. Just by showing the strength, the general Supreme is not your opponent."

Pengfei clapped his hands and realized that he had underestimated Yang Xuan before.

This young man from the great world of Xuanhuang not only condensed the golden elixir of the sun, but also possessed a powerful mystic technique. His physical body is also terrifying.

If it is only a physical competition, there will definitely be few rivals among the younger generation.

Pengfei didn't know how Yang Xuan cultivated. The strength of his physical body was much stronger than that of their demon clan.

"Brother Peng is overrated."

Yang Xuan moved, came to Pengfei's side, and asked casually, "Brother Peng, do you know what the son of God is in the mouth of this group of people?"

Peng Fei said: "Every tens or hundreds of years, the Heaven Smiting Sect will select nine of the most outstanding people from the disciples to focus on training, and these nine people are all the gods of the Heaven Smiting Sect. Heaven Smiting Sect's unique unique skill, its strength should not be underestimated."

"Hehe, Brother Peng is not simple, and he will never be inferior to these gods."

Yang Xuan can see people very accurately, not to mention that he has martial arts eyes, he knows that Pengfei is not an ordinary monster, and his strength can never be judged by his cultivation.