Chatper 709 (2/2)

It is no exaggeration to describe this kind of fleshly body as the unparalleled treasure body.

Ordinary martial artist, unless he is holding a weapon, it is estimated that it is difficult to break his defense.

"This pervert!"

Shen Yulong scolded, the stronger Yang Xuan's strength, the more uncomfortable he felt.

If he hadn't known that he was no match for Yang Xuan, he would have gone into battle in person and killed Yang Xuan to avenge the death of his good brother Kong Yun.

"The physical body is second, his speed is too fast, making it impossible to guard against."

Qiu Shaoyang whispered, looking at Yang Xuan without blinking.

"Useless things."

Here, Yan Luo's face was ashen, and the strong man was his servant anyway. Yang Xuan's slap seemed to hit the strong man's face, but in fact he was hitting him in the face, or the kind of popping sound. He just felt a burning pain on his face.

"Your master seems to be angry, get out of here if you don't die."

Yang Xuan shouted loudly.

"Extremely abominable."

The strong man roared and jumped out of the pit, blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, and even his front teeth were knocked off a few times. The posture of life.

"Stop screaming, the next sword will take your head."

Yang Xuan's voice was like thunder, arrogant and domineering. He only needed to mobilize 70% of the sun's true energy to activate the sword qi, and he would have the confidence to kill the strong man.

This is by no means conceited, but the destructive power of the God-Execution Sword Qi is too shocking to the world. No matter how strong the body of a strong man is, he will be wiped out when he encounters a God-Execution Sword Qi that contains the profound meaning of the three major martial arts.

"Will you die if you don't talk big?"

The strong man jumped like thunder, and the whole person was going crazy.

"Stop talking nonsense, come up and die."

Yang Xuan was holding a purgatory sword, and he was hunting in white clothes, and his murderous aura went straight to Xiao Han.

"This kid..."

Many people's emotions were up and down, and they were shocked by the scene in front of them. They couldn't imagine that Yang Xuan was really just a warrior at the peak of the Unity Realm.

The brawny man's chest rose and fell, his eyes spitting fire, and he was ready to do it.

"Well, so far, you are not his opponent."

At this moment, Yan Luo stopped talking.

"Owner!"

The strong man was shocked, and his footsteps stopped in place.

"Why, I didn't listen to what I said?"

Yan Luo's face turned black, and he stared at the strong man with cold eyes.

"My subordinates dare not!"

The strong man shuddered and fell to his knees.

"Minions are slaves, and they are very obedient."

Yang Xuan sneered.

"Little beast, shut your crow's mouth."

The strong man was almost insane, but with Yan Luo's order, he finally suppressed his anger, but if his eyes could kill, Yang Xuan would have been killed thousands of times.

"The mouth is on me, I can say what I want."

Yang Xuan pouted, turned his eyes to Yan Luo, and said, "You can still do it yourself, so there may be a chance to keep me."

"To deal with you, why do you need this seat to do it yourself?"

Yan Luo shouted fiercely, resisting his anger, and turned his head to look at Ji Hailin and Ji Haifeng not far away, "Should the two of you not forget the previous agreement?"

"Of course not."

Ji Hailin snorted coldly.

"Just don't forget, now you can do it, remember, I want to live."

Although Yan Luo hated Yang Xuan deeply, he never thought of killing Yang Xuan. After all, Yang Xuan's body and spirit of the demons were inevitable things for him, and he could not afford to lose.

Ji Hailin ignored Yan Luo, he raised his head and stared at Yang Xuan, and scolded: "Boy, if you don't want to die, you will be captured immediately."

"Anyone caught?"

Yang Xuan raised his brows, his face full of ridicule.

"Why, do you still want to fight with me?"

Ji Hailin laughed angrily, "Boy, don't think that killing a Chu Bufan is so great. In my eyes, Ji Hailin, Chu Bufan is just a new supreme. I can kill it with my bare hands without any effort."

"It's just a dead ghost, why mention him? Well, since I can kill Chu Bufan, I can naturally kill you too."

Yang Xuan's voice was not loud, but it shook the audience.

No one expected him to be so reckless, and he said that he could kill Ji Hailin.

Different from Chu Bufan, Ji Hailin stepped into the Supreme for a long time, and can be regarded as the most powerful person in the Supreme. It is not necessary to say how strong such people are, but Yang Xuan did not pay attention to it at all.

"Crazy, you are courting death."

Ji Hailin was furious, like an old lion with hair and beard.

At his age and cultivation realm, he has been concentrating on cultivation all the year round, self-cultivation and self-cultivation, and there are very few things that can make him angry.

But recently, the great-grandson Ji Changtian was first taken away by Yan Luo and the sword of the town clan, and now he was provoked by Yang Xuan in front of the world. He only felt that his lungs were about to explode.

"Big brother is talking nonsense with him, just take him down and replace him."

Ji Haifeng said angrily.

"Haha, just the two of you can't take me down."

Yang Xuan laughed so loudly that he was domineering, and regarded the Ji family as nothing.