Chatper 251 (1/2)

"Little devil, you killed these people?" Suddenly, a cold shout came, and a group of young men rushed over.

A group of more than 20 people, each wearing a silver robe and carrying a long sword, should be from a certain martial arts sect, with extraordinary bearing.

"Which eye did you see me killing?" Yang Xuan said angrily, staring at the young man at the head. This man was in his early twenties, with a tall stature and handsome appearance. At this age, he can cultivate to the Nine Heavens of the Vientiane Realm, and he is barely considered a genius.

Of course, this kind of genius is a big one in the city, and Yang Xuan doesn't care about it at all.

"What did you say?" said the young man angrily. His name is Duanmuyan. He is the core disciple of Bajianmen's inner sect. He has practiced the stunt of Bajianmen. he speaks.

"What nonsense brother is talking to him, I will kill him here." A young man from the Seventh Layer of Vientiane Realm blurted out. Although this man is not very old, his eyes are long and narrow, and his eyebrows are always a bit ruthless. , looks like a murderer without blinking an eye.

"Go, kill him and bring me the storage ring on his hand, maybe you can find some treasures." Duanmuyan said coldly.

"No problem." After that, the young man stepped towards Yang Xuan and said as he walked, "Boy, do you want to die or live?"

"It's ridiculous, the ants are still alive, who wants to die if they can live?"

"Since you want to live, then obediently throw the storage ring over, so I may be able to open the door and spare you."

"Are you going to rob?"

"Yes, I'll ask you again, to pay or not to pay?"

"I'm sorry, you'd better come and pick it up in person."

"Looking for death." With a cold snort, the young man didn't know what secret movement technique he had used. He stepped out in one step, turned into an afterimage, and rushed towards Yang Xuan swiftly.

"You are the one who seeks death." Yang Xuan shouted wildly, the Purgatory Sword appeared in his hand, and stabbed it out.

This sword was too fast, like a flying star in the sky, so fast that even the young man didn't react, he felt a severe pain in his throat, and then the eyes were dark, and he didn't know anything.

"Senior Brother Lu!" Over there, a group of people were both surprised and angry. No one expected the result to be like this. It was just a sword.

"He's too weak, you can beat him yourself." Yang Xuan pulled the purgatory sword out of the young man's throat and said to Duanmuyan not far away.

"You dare to kill my Bajianmen disciple, and you can't leave this place alive today." Duanmuyan burst into anger.

"I've heard that Bajianmen disciple Zhang Yang is domineering and arrogant. When I see it today, it's true." Yang Xuan mocked.

"Boy, you are dead, and no one who comes today can save you."

"Senior brothers and sisters, let's go together and kill this kid to take revenge for Brother Lu."

A group of Bajianmen disciples had red eyes and murderous aura, and they were ready to kill Yang Xuan with more bullying.

"Don't move, he will be dealt with by me." Duanmuyan waved his hand, stopped the people behind him, and then stepped up to Yang Xuan, his whole body filled with murderous intent.

"You are not my opponent, you can still play together." Yang Xuan said lightly.

"Hehe, it's just the cultivation of the Sixth Heaven of the Vientiane Realm. I only need one sword to kill you." Duanmuyan laughed angrily.

"What a big tone, I want to see, how did you kill me with one sword."

"You will see, Tyrant Sword!"

Duanmuyan's black hair fluttered, her momentum skyrocketed, and her whole body merged with the sharp sword in her hand, turning into a beam of destruction that shot towards Yang Xuan.

"It's a good secret skill, but if you want to kill me, your secret skill is still far behind."

The cold light in Yang Xuan's eyes exploded, the real essence in his body was running, and the purgatory sword in his hand was gushing out, slashing straight towards the incoming beam.

Boom!

The earth shook, the sand and rocks collapsed, and a figure flew out backwards covered in blood.

"Impossible!?" A group of Bajianmen disciples cried out, this is too unbelievable, Duanmuyan is the core disciple of their Bajianmen inner sect, and has practiced their Bajianmen's stunt Bajian style.

This tyrannical sword style is a heaven-level secret skill, and it is about a domineering aura that is indomitable and invincible. Not long ago, Duanmuyan even relied on the tyrannical sword style to kill a master at the peak of the Vientiane Realm in seconds, but now, using the tyrannical sword style Duanmuyan was actually kicked back by Yang Xuan's sword.

"Pfft!" Duanmuyan stabilized her body, spitting blood from her mouth, her face turned as pale as paper, and her eyes looking at Yang Xuan were full of horror. He couldn't imagine that there were such terrifying young people in the world. , Obviously the cultivation base is not as good as him, but his strength is so terrifying, he actually hit him hard with a single sword.

"Didn't you say that you want to kill me with one sword, what happened? Even I took the sword, what a waste." Yang Xuan said with a look of disdain.

Hearing this, Duanmu Yan vomited blood and his face became paler.

"Senior brother, are you okay?" A group of Bajianmen disciples were worried.