Chatper 408 (1/2)

"Beast, I want you to die!"

Hearing the sound of breaking wind coming closer and closer behind him, the strong man with a scarred face knew that he could not escape, so he was also fierce, a pair of eyes showed fierce light, and when he turned around, he swept the thousands of troops with one sword, and slashed towards Yang Xuan with all his strength.

clang!

Yang Xuan raised his right arm, faster than lightning, and grabbed the attacking long knife. When the palm collided with the long knife, there was a piercing sound of gold and iron.

"No, it's impossible..." The scarred-faced brawny man was dumbfounded.

"Broken!" Yang Xuan twisted his big hand sharply, and a tyrannical force erupted like a mountain torrent, unmatched.

Click!

A high-grade spirit saber snapped, half of it was firmly grasped by Yang Xuan, and half of it was held by a strong man with a scarred face.

"Monster, this kid is a monster!"

Nearby, many besiegers scattered as birds and beasts, and they no longer dared to approach Yang Xuan.

"who are you!?"

The strong man with the scarred face trembled uncontrollably, and there was a burst of fear in his heart. Even the indestructible high-grade spirit saber was twisted off. What kind of power is this, how can he fight! ?

"Death!" Yang Xuan didn't answer, and spit out a word.

It was such a simple word, but it was like the sound of death. I saw Yang Xuan shake his right arm and wave the half-cut knife in his hand. With a flash of brilliant sword light, the strong man with a scarred face staggered backwards. , face ashen.

"You, you are so cruel!"

"No poison, no husband."

"I, I'm like a ghost..."

The scar-faced brawny man didn't finish his words, and a scarlet bloodstain appeared on his throat.

It's just that no matter how unwilling or resentful he is, his life has been ended.

"Gollum!"

Wang Xiaokun and many other onlookers swallowed wildly, unable to believe that the scene in front of them was real.

"Flee!" A group of people who besieged Yang Xuan desperately fled towards them, each of them wishing to have two more legs.

"Since you're here, you don't have to go."

With the killing intent, Yang Xuan no longer restrained himself, his figure turned into an afterimage, and he chased and killed at a rapid pace.

He has already decided to kill all these people and deter the latecomers.

"Don't..." As soon as the exclamation came out, it stopped abruptly.

Yang Xuan showed no mercy, cut off the knife in his hand, and a young man in brocade clothes spattered from his forehead to his lower abdomen, and his whole body was almost cut into two bloody pieces, and his corpse was on the spot.

This person definitely has the cultivation level of the One Realm, but on this mountain, how can he compete with Yang Xuan with only his body left.

Killing one person with one knife, Yang Xuan didn't make any stops. His speed was too fast, like a cheetah, he was jumping and jumping on the stone steps.

Puff puff! ! !

A flash of sword light flashed, and in the blink of an eye, a dozen people were beheaded, and the others escaped only a dozen meters away.

"Young man, you are too much..."

An old man with white temples saw Yang Xuan kill him with a knife.

"Have you finished your last words?"

With the indifferent voice, Yang Xuan arrived in a flash and slashed down.

The old man was terrified, a long sword in his hand, trying to block the blow.

Cuckoo!

The long sword was broken, and then, a slash of light as fast as electricity swept across his throat, and a head flew out.

"The devil, he is the devil."

"Why are the people below still cold, let's kill them together!"

A group of escaping people shouted loudly, and some even shouted to Zhao Mingyu and others below for help. However, Zhao Mingyu and others had already been shocked by Yang Xuan's terrifying combat power and brutal methods. Frightened, he quickly stepped back down.

"On this peak, I am invincible, and you will all die."

Yang Xuan twisted the half-cut knife, striding down the shooting star with murderous aura.

He is not a bloodthirsty person, but in order not to disturb his father, he does not mind turning into a demon and slaughtering all directions.

"No, don't kill me."

"Forgive me, I was wrong..."

Under the hysterical howls of ghosts and wolves, Yang Xuan harvested fresh lives. He was like a tireless beast. No one could take a knife from him wherever he went, a bloody storm.

A group of escapees were either beheaded by him, or their heads were beheaded by him, very hot and ruthless.

However, there were only a dozen or so of the hundreds of people left.

"Young people, let them go, they..."

Below, the seniors of the Fateful Falling Realm couldn’t stand it any longer, but their expression changed before the words in their mouths were finished. I saw Yang Xuan’s figure swaying, and the autumn wind swept the leaves and chopped down more than a dozen people to the ground, not a single one. live.

"It's dead!"

"Just relying on the flesh, one person can destroy hundreds of people, where is this fierce god!"

Many onlookers were all horrified, looking at Yang Xuan standing proudly in the blood sea corpse mountain above.

The white clothes are no longer white and flawless, and there are bloodstains on them. It is the blood of others, and it is scarlet.

On his face, he was also stained with blood, and in those eyes, there was a faint glimmer of blood, which made him more and more aggressive.

Kill God!