Chatper 592 (1/2)
Yang Xuan didn't look at it much, and put away the array plate.
Although this thing is very rare, it is of no use to him, but if it is sold, it is estimated that it can be exchanged for a lot of spirit stones.
After all, the array plate has never appeared in the Great Sanctuary World, and it is extremely attractive to those craftsmen who specialize in the art of crafting.
"With one blow, the sword in his hand is really a divine weapon!?"
"It must be an artifact, and only an artifact can have such power!"
Below, many foreign warriors were stunned.
They thought it would take some time for Yang Xuan to break the formation. Unexpectedly, this kid pierced the formation with a single strike, which seemed to be effortless.
However, if the formation was broken, it meant that he was about to face Kunwu.
Everyone looked up at him, but didn't see the slightest unease on his face.
"Too calm, can he still deal with Kunwu!?"
"What a joke, with his cultivation base, even if he has a weapon in his hand, he is definitely not a half-step supreme opponent. This is absolutely impossible."
Just as many people were whispering, a cold and harsh voice came.
"Kill the people of this seat, and dare to snatch the formation plate of this seat, you are digging your own grave."
As soon as he finished speaking, a white-haired, short, thin, skinny old man was like a ferocious beast. His body was surging with suffocation, and he quickly approached the sky. He was only a hundred meters away from Yang Xuan. Who was Kun Wu?
Swish swish! ! !
Immediately afterwards, a group of hundreds of people came one after another, filling the sky not far away.
All of them are of different heights and shorts, dressed in a variety of styles, and their auras are extremely powerful. Some of them have entered the Divine Power Realm with the lowest cultivation base, and the thirty or so people with the highest cultivation base are all at the peak of Divine Power Realm.
A wave of tyrannical momentum gathered together, forming a supreme coercion, making the entire Yunlan Valley depressed and quiet to the extreme.
Countless Yunlangu warriors looked up at the sky, all their eyes focused on Yang Xuan. No one knew how this handsome young man would deal with so many powerful people in the realm of divine power.
"Tsk tsk, there are so many people, this time I can make a fortune again."
Yang Xuan swept his eyes and saw Zhu Qiang's cultivation base, his mouth seemed to be smiling.
"What do you mean by that?"
A big man from the tiger clan, with his upper body shirtless, his body like an iron tower, covered with brownish-yellow hair, and the eighth heaven of divine power asked.
"Thanks you are still a strong person in the realm of divine power, and your brain is so weak. What I mean is that you are all food-delivery. When I kill you, the storage rings on your body will belong to me."
As soon as these words came out, many Yunlan Valley warriors were trembling.
Surrounded by all these powerful forces, Yang Xuan dared to speak madly.
"Little bastard, you are the craziest person I have ever seen, but you are destined to die today, and you will be smashed to ashes by me."
The tiger clan man's eyes were sullen, and the roar was loud. He raised his hand and punched, and a fist the size of a grinding wheel flew out into the air and slammed into Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuan's expression remained unchanged, his left hand clenched his fist, and he rushed forward to attack the thunder. With a smashing body and bone-shattering fist, he hit the fist force, and the fist force collapsed in the air with a bang.
"Unbelievable!"
Many exclaimed.
One punch, breaking the punch of an eighth-level Tianhu clan expert in the divine power realm, what a terrifying combat power this is.
In particular, Yang Xuan was still unharmed, and even his body hadn't moved at all, so powerful that it made people tremble.
"You have such strength!"
The tiger man was also shocked.
He didn't use all his strength in this blow, and he didn't use any secret skills, but one punch was enough to kill any warrior below the realm of divine power. Who would know that Yang Xuan resolved his attack so lightly.
"This is not easy, we have to be careful."
"Well, let's not talk about his strength first, but the sword in his hand is not simple. If he shows extreme power to me, I will not be able to resist."
Many experts in the Divine Power Realm looked dignified, they no longer dared to underestimate Yang Xuan, and they all secretly guarded.
"You have come a long way to come, won't you just come to see me, come on, let's go together."
Yang Xuan opened his mouth and pointed his sword at Zhu Qiang.
"It's so arrogant, do you still think you are invincible?"
"Boy, you deserve to die for your sins."
Zhu Qiang was furious.
Yang Xuan heard it in his ears but didn't take it to heart, and a wave of fighting spirit burst into the sky in vain, fighting against the heroes with one word.
"What's it called, all the people who want to kill me come over, the young master will kill him one by one, and he will turn the world upside down, and there will be no armor left."
"You're not ashamed to say it, just rely on you, a yellow-mouthed child who has just entered the homeland?"
Kun Wu couldn't listen anymore, his face was ashen.
However, seeing the purgatory sword in Yang Xuan's hand with no breath, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and he couldn't help but secretly guard.
He understands that this is a divine sword of high quality, and once it sends out extreme power, its power is bound to be earth-shattering.
"This son's cultivation base is too low, and it is impossible to motivate the divine power of the extreme way, but the divine sword has a spirit, so I should not be careless."
Kun Wu's eyes flickered and he thought.
"It's the same sentence, whoever wants to kill me, let the horses come over."
As soon as Yang Xuan finished speaking, he felt the space beside him fluctuate, and then he saw Yun Lanfeng appearing beside him out of thin air.
"Sorry, Yang Shaoxia, this is my negligence."
As soon as Yun Lanfeng arrived, he sued.