Chatper 764 (1/2)

"Shuzi, damn you!"

Zhang Tianba covered his face with his hands, and his red eyes were about to burst into flames.

This is an unbearable humiliation. As the elder of the blood evil sect, he was slapped in the face by a young junior in front of everyone.

"What are you talking about, is it not enough to slap me on half of your face, and you want to slap me on the other half of your face?"

Yang Xuan said while rubbing his hand and teasing: "As expected of a strong person in the realm of divine power, his face is really thick, which makes my hand feel a little painful. By the way, doesn't your face hurt?"

"Beast, if I don't kill you, I swear that I won't be a human being."

Zhang Tianba roared furiously in the sky, completely ran away, rushed over like a rampage, his left hand turned into a palm knife, violently slashed at Yang Xuan's brow bone, and his right hand bent into a claw, grabbing Yang Xuan's left chest.

This is no longer a secret skill, but a melee combat skill that is extremely vicious.

"Fight me in close combat, you will only lose even worse!"

With a sneer on his face, Yang Xuan stretched out his hands forward, grabbed Zhang Tianba's two palms firmly, and twisted it hard, and suddenly the sound of cracking bones was clearly audible.

"Let go of Lao Tzu..."

Zhang Tianba screamed in pain, kicked Yang Xuan fiercely with both feet out.

Yang Xuan's expression remained unchanged, one right foot attacked continuously, turning into a leg shadow, and quickly collided with Zhang Tianba's legs a few times, making a dull sound.

Zhang Tianba's face was full of cold sweat, and he only felt that many of the bones in his legs were shattered, which was heartbreaking.

"Vulnerable!"

Yang Xuan kicked out again, just right on Zhang Tianba's chest, smashing his sternum to pieces, and blood spattered.

However, before this was over, Yang Xuan suddenly raised a hand and slapped the other half of his face.

"puff!"

Zhang Tianba spurted a string of blood from his mouth, rolled and wailed and flew out backwards.

All of this happened in a flash of light and flint. Except for Yuan Hong who saw it clearly, everyone else was a little dizzy.

When they came back to their senses, they were shocked to find that Zhang Tianba had hit the ground heavily, his face became red and swollen, some flesh was cracked, and his bones were turned out.

"I'm not dazzled, Zhang Tianba, who is as strong as the Blood Demon Sect, has been turned into this pattern!"

A Tianjianmen disciple whispered.

"It's too strong, and the Supreme can't go out, who will compete with him."

Many people were amazed.

"Little bastard, wait for Lao Tzu, you who are bound to be hunted by my Blood Evil Sect have no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth."

Leaving a ruthless sentence, Zhang Tianba stood up and ran away, daring to fight Yang Xuan again.

"Have you forgotten what I said, I said, it only takes one sword to kill you."

Yang Xuan shuttled through the void, intercepted Zhang Tianba in front, and took out the Tai A sword.

As soon as this sword came out, there were thousands of rays of light, and strands of golden light were released, making many Tianjianmen disciples unable to open their eyes.

"This sword is..."

Zhang Tianba trembled all over, his mouth was trembling, and he couldn't even speak.

With his eyesight, he could see at a glance that the grade of Tai Ajian was much higher than that of Tianjianmen's Peerless Sword.

Juesheng Sword, a middle-grade sword, in other words, Tai A Sword is very likely to be a top-grade sword.

In the Shenwu Continent, high-grade artifacts are extremely rare and rare, and the only few are controlled by the supreme powers of all parties, but now, Yang Xuan actually owns one, which makes Zhang Tianba feel cold all over his body, and his soul is not possessed.

"This is a top-grade divine sword, the name of the sword is Tai Ah, you can die under this sword, and you will die without regret."

Yang Xuan said coldly, stepping out three steps in a row, the person came to Zhang Tianba.

"So fast!"

Zhang Tianba turned pale in horror, and hurriedly moved his body sideways, not to mention how strong Yang Xuan was, the Tai A sword in his hand was enough to ignore all defenses.

"This son's strength is far superior to me, and he is holding a magic weapon, and I am injured again, so I must leave quickly."

Zhang Tianba's anger completely disappeared, and there was only endless fear.

"Want to go?"

Yang Xuan's eyes turned cold, and he rushed over nine steps in a row. The speed was more than ten times higher than before. In just a moment, he held the Tai A sword and wiped it from Zhang Tianba's neck.

puff!

A big head fell in response, and there was still a deep sense of unwillingness and panic on that face, as if he didn't expect that he couldn't even take Yang Xuan's sword.

"died!"

"It's really a sword, clean and neat!"

"Is this his true strength?"

The disciples of Tianjianmen lost their minds for a while, and looked at Yang Xuan, as if they were looking at a monster, and only monsters can burst out such shocking combat power.

"Amazing!"

Yun Tiange knew that Yang Xuan was very strong, but when he saw him kill Zhang Tianba with a single sword, it was still difficult for him to calm down.

"is this real?"