Chatper 740 (2/2)

Yang Xuan raised his eyebrows, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Who is afraid, if you really want to fight for your life, you will be the only one who will die in the end."

Yan Luo screamed in anger, wishing to smash Yang Xuan's bones to ashes.

"Blazing, today, between you and me, only one person can survive."

Yang Xuan smiled coldly.

"Come down and die."

Yan Luo was furious, his eyes bursting with murderous intent.

"Irrelevant people retreat quickly, or if you die, don't blame me, Yang Xuan, for not saying hello beforehand."

Yang Xuan shouted loudly, raised his footsteps, and stepped down from the top of the peak.

He didn't walk fast, but he gave people a natural feeling of Taoism and extraordinary bearing.

Step by step, the solar power on his body gradually dissipated, and he took out a white robe from the storage ring and put it on his body.

As for the injury, after opening the Jingmen, his physical body's resilience has greatly increased, his body's qi and blood are strong, and his self-healing power has become even more abnormal.

In addition to entering the realm of divine power, the divine power of the sun can also repair limb injuries, so the injury is improving rapidly.

Although not yet healed, but also harmless.

He has the confidence and confidence to kill Ji Family Shuangzun and Yan Luo at the foot of Samsara Peak with one enemy and three.

"Let's go!"

Fang Henyun, Shen Hongtao, Shang Taixu, the elders of all parties, none of them stayed where they were, and they all rolled up the younger generation beside them and quickly retreated.

For them, whether it was the death of Yang Xuan or the death of Yan Luo and the Ji family, this battle had nothing to do with him, and they only needed to be spectators from a distance.

In just a short while, the people from Samsara Peak went to the empty building, and only Yan Luo, the corpse puppet strong man, and the Ji family were left.

The four of them wanted to retreat, but the entire Reincarnation Peak was shrouded in invisible restrictions, and not even a bird could fly out, so where could they retreat?

"You go too."

Yan Luo waved his hand and motioned for the corpse puppet and strong man beside him to leave. Even he had no absolute certainty that he could deal with Yang Xuan, let alone a strong man.

With Yang Xuan's current cultivation, killing a strong man probably only takes one blow.

"Subordinates don't leave."

The strong man shook his head.

"Let's go as soon as you go, where is there so much nonsense?"

Yan Luo frowned and scolded coldly.

"Master, you don't need to say more. Your subordinates were rescued by you in the early years. Life is yours, and death is your ghost. I swear to live and die with you."

The strong man fell to his knees in front of Yama, and his words were resolute. Even though he knew that the future would be more fortunate, but he was not afraid, and would never abandon Yama.

"Tsk tsk, the master and servant are really deeply affectionate and heartfelt. Anyway, I will kill both of your master and servant later, so that the two of you will walk together on the road to Huangquan, and you will not feel alone."

Yang Xuan let out a chuckle.

"Little bastard, you are too arrogant. If you want to kill my master, just step over Lao Tzu's body."

The strong man's eyes spit fire, and he was murderous. At the same time, he also regretted that he didn't get rid of Yang Xuan in the black ancient coffin and let him grow up.

"It's just a small corpse, I can kill you with one sword."

Yang Xuan showed disdain, and he walked faster and faster. His eyes flashed with cold electricity, and he glanced at the Yan Luo and Ji family twins who were separated in two directions, and shouted: "You wait for the three, who will come to fight me first?"

One word, sonorous and powerful, the sound shook all directions.

"Come on, but please fight!"

Another wild shout, with endless pride, almost wanting to pierce the sky.

"This kid..."

In the distance, the eyelids of the crowd jumped wildly, staring at Yang Xuan in a daze, only to see his black hair flying, his body full of fighting spirit, and he said to himself: "If I am in the power of God, I can kill the Supreme Being, if I am respectful, I can destroy the sky. , when I become emperor, no one in the world will be able to fight against me."

While speaking, the sharp aura around his body swept across the world, sweeping across all directions, as if ten thousand swords were roaring in unison, clanging loudly, and the edge was pressing.

Clang clang! ! !

Many people's swords were trembling, as if they were about to come out of their sheaths.

"Is this the Profound Truth of Kendo!?"

A young genius in the realm of divine power trembled, holding the hilt tightly with his big hand to prevent the sword from flying out.

"What else can it be if it's not the profound meaning of kendo, let's not talk about how strong this son is, the accomplishments in kendo alone are far beyond me."

Someone smiled wryly.

"The two old thieves of the Ji family, do you dare to fight?"

Yang Xuan said again, and directly called Zhan Ji's double honor.

"Extremely arrogant."

Ji Hai was furious.

"Whether it is arrogant or not, you will know after a battle."

Yang Xuan was unmoved, arrogant and arrogant, he turned his eyes to Yan Luo, and said lightly: "And you, compared with the two old men of the Ji family, I want to kill you more, do you know the reason?"

"Just because I want to take you away?"

Black lines appeared on Yan Luo's forehead, holding back his anger.