Chatper 680 (2/2)

Unable to use divine power to defend, his physical body could not resist Yang Xuan's strong punching power at all, and the whole person flew out on the spot like a kite with a broken string.

"You can take a punch from me and not die, your physical body is really strong enough."

Yang Xuanteng stood up, like a divine bird flying into the air, he raised his right foot and slashed down with a condescending kick, hitting Yao Jianfei's chest in the middle.

Click!

Yao Jianfei's sternum was completely shattered, and he fell from mid-air screaming, smashing to the ground, unable to get up again, and even the Tai Ajian in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.

He was seriously injured, and his internal organs were almost collapsed, and he was unable to fight again.

"It's not dead. Your physical body really makes me a little impressed. Maybe when your cultivation level is higher, you can have a chance of winning against Qiu Shaoyang."

Yang Xuan descended from the sky and looked down at Yao Jianfei who was not far away. This is a real young genius. If he hadn't provoked him, he would definitely be famous in the near future.

"Cough, I didn't expect that Yao Jianfei, who became famous since childhood and won consecutive battles, would be completely crushed today."

Yao Jianfei's hair was disheveled and his face was pale. He raised his head with difficulty, gritted his teeth and said, "If you offend you, count me as unlucky, give me a treat."

"as you wish!"

Yang Xuan took out the purgatory sword and shot out.

The next moment, others came to Yao Jianfei and stabbed his throat with a sword.

This was a lore, Yao Jianfei, the young master of the Yao family, died instantly.

At the same time, Tai Ajian was also taken into Yang Xuan's hands.

Killing people, taking swords, a series of actions are done in one go, very hot and ruthless.

Bending down to take off Yao Jianfei's storage ring, Yang Xuan didn't pay attention to check it, and even put away the Tai A sword and the Purgatory Sword.

This is also to see that Yao Jianfei is a talent, so he used the most powerful purgatory sword, otherwise he could kill Yao Jianfei with just his fists.

Swish!

He didn't stay in the Enlightenment Hall for a long time, Yang Xuan drifted away, and he had to hunt down the dozen or so young warriors who escaped. With his behavior, he would naturally not let anyone who dared to attack him.

Two minutes passed from Tie Wanshan's tragic death to Yao Jianfei's death.

In two minutes, more than a dozen people escaped far away.

However, under the glance of the purgatory boy's spiritual consciousness, Yang Xuan quickly locked in a direction, and chased after him with a swift and fast pace.

After just a dozen breaths, a dozen people appeared in front.

"Damn, that kid is chasing after him."

"Impossible, we have escaped for dozens of miles, how did he judge our position?"

A dozen people saw Yang Xuan chasing after him, and were almost scared to death.

The arrival of Yang Xuan also meant that Yao Jianfei was dead.

As strong as Tie Wanshan, Yang Xuan screwed his head off by hand, and no one thought that Yao Jianfei was Yang Xuan's opponent.

And these people, their cultivation base is not as good as Yao Jianfei, and they don't have such a powerful weapon as Tai Ajian in their hands, so how can they compete with Yang Xuan.

boom!

Yang Xuanfei flew down, causing a huge earthquake to shake the earth, showing how powerful it was.

"Let's go together, so you may live longer."

Yang Xuan said coldly.

"You, you killed Yao Jianfei!?"

someone asked in a trembling voice.

"Kill, pierce the throat with a sword."

Yang Xuan said indifferently.

"A sword pierces the throat!"

More than a dozen people were cold all over their bodies, and their souls were not possessed.

"Let's escape separately, if we can escape one is one."

I don't know who roared loudly, and then everyone's birds and beasts dispersed and fled at full speed.

"It's ridiculous, can you escape like this?"

Yang Xuan was disdainful, a man moved in the void, and a man in green clothes who was in the third level of divine power was instantly grabbed by his hands.

"Don't, don't kill me!"

The man in Tsing Yi trembled, his face full of pleading.

No one wanted to die, especially a genius like him who became famous at a young age, but under Yang Xuan's tremendous strength, he only felt that his throat bone was about to shatter, and he was extremely suffocated.

At this moment, death is so close.

His eyes were bulging, and he was so frightened that he forgot to even struggle. He only hoped that Yang Xuan would spare his life for the sake of no deep hatred between the two.

"Sorry, you have to die."

This is Yang Xuan's answer, a sentence that is extremely cold and soul-stirring.

His palms and fingers exerted a slight force, and with the sound of "click", a fresh life withered.

"Wu Gang was instantly killed by him!"

"What kind of evil spirit have we provoked!"

The rest were terrified and heartbroken.

Among them, although Wu Gang's strength is not the strongest, he is still above average. Not long ago, he jumped to kill a senior warrior who was at the sixth level of divine power.

But even such a genius could not stop Yang Xuan with a single blow, and was crushed to death by his throat bone. He died so miserably.