Chatper 769 (1/2)

The terrifying aura is due to Yang Xuan's divine power, and there are three profound martial arts in it, which makes his power soar.

Under this oppression, even a half-step supreme can't bear it, not to mention these blood demon sect warriors below the realm of divine power.

One by one, regardless of the level of cultivation, they fell to the ground one after another, and a group of people turned on their backs and wailed.

Even Zhao Mingyu, who had the highest cultivation base and escaped the fastest, was shaken all over, staggeringly fell from mid-air to the ground.

He looked terrified, tried his best to stabilize his body, and shouted: "All stand up for me and kill him together."

It's a pity that only a few people with higher cultivation level struggled to get up, but none of them dared to act rashly.

With a loud shout, they all fell from the sky, which shows how terrifying Yang Xuan's strength is. Although the terrifying power has now dissipated, they still feel lingering fears and regard Yang Xuan as an invincible monster.

"A bunch of useless waste, you just stay and wait to die."

Zhao Mingyu was so angry that he prepared to burn his blood essence and use his blood to escape.

"Yu Tianhe used Blood Escape before he died, but he still couldn't escape. Do you think that with your cultivation, you can slip away from me?"

Yang Xuan sneered, his figure flickered, and he came to stand in front of Zhao Mingyu like a glimpse of light.

Zhao Mingyu's pupils shrank, he was extremely frightened, and he completely lost his pride as a young genius. He knelt directly in front of Yang Xuan, and repeatedly asked for mercy, "Don't, don't kill me..."

In the face of absolute power, any resistance is futile, he just begged Yang Xuanneng to open up and spare him.

"The man has gold under his knees. Even if you kneel to me and kowtow to me, I will not let you leave alive."

Yang Xuan looked indifferent, waved his slap, and slapped Zhao Mingyu heavily on the face, making him dizzy, his face covered in blood, and rolled out several meters away, causing bursts of smoke.

This is humiliation, hitting him in the face in front of many of their blood fiends.

Zhao Mingyu felt embarrassed when he thought about it. He struggled to get up and roared hysterically: "Little bastard, you deceive people too much, the venerable of my blood evil sect will not let you go."

The voice was still there, and the body was wrapped in a thick blood mist, turning into a bloody light that broke through the sky.

"I said earlier that the blood escape is useless to me, but you don't believe in evil, and a lot of blood essence was wasted in vain."

Yang Xuan's eyes were cold, his hands were empty, and he said, "Get out of here."

boom!

The blood mist collapsed, and a figure descended from the sky and landed at Yang Xuan's feet with a bang.

"Cough cough..."

Zhao Mingyu fell into a daze, he vomited blood in his mouth, and his breath was sluggish to the extreme.

"I let you escape half a year ago, and I ask you for your life today!"

After Yang Xuan finished speaking, he grabbed Zhao Mingyu with his bare hands, snapped his neck very simply, and threw his body on the ground.

The corners of Zhao Mingyu's mouth continued to bleed, and his eyes were rounded. The true disciple of the dignified blood evil sect could not even catch Yang Xuan's move, and his neck was twisted and died, which made him both humiliated and desperate. Dead restless.

"Brother Zhao... is also dead."

"How can this happen, is God going to kill us?"

All around, all the warriors of the Blood Evil Sect were torn apart, and even He Mingjie and Zhao Mingyu, who had the highest cultivation base, were brutally killed by Yang Xuan. How could they be against Yang Xuan?

"Don't blame me, if you want to blame it, blame you for being from the Blood Evil Sect."

Yang Xuan glanced up, locked a group of people, took out the Tai A sword, and rushed over alone.

Puff puff! ! !

The sword light flickered and the blood splashed, like a tiger entering a flock. No one was Yang Xuan's opponent, and he was slaughtered wildly.

Brush brush! ! !

Yang Xuan's body was like lightning, and he kept swinging his sword, sending out splendid and deadly golden sword energy. One after another, the warriors of the Blood Evil Sect died tragically under the golden sword energy.

"It's too strong, how can you fight this?"

Those who are still alive feel cold all over, knowing that they are finished, and being targeted by such a killing god, they have no escape and are destined to die here.

"It's a death both horizontally and vertically, and I will fight with him."

"kill!"

Under the desperate situation, more than a dozen people with higher cultivation levels erupted with ferocity in their bones, and they all came to kill Yang Xuan.

"Mayfly shake the tree!"

Yang Xuan slashed casually, the sword energy swept across, and the heads flew out with coquettish blood.

Brush, brush, brush...

A few more people came to slaughter, and their cultivation base was higher than the dozen people just now. In order to kill Yang Xuan in one fell swoop, several people took out their housekeeping skills. It drowned Yang Xuan.

"Open it for me!"

Yang Xuan's voice was like thunder, and golden flames burned all over his body, burning all the brilliance all over his body.

"This son can't be killed at all, let's retreat."