Chatper 73 (1/2)

Yang Xuan was walking unhappily, and he did not deliberately hide his cultivation anymore. His dirty robe was hunting, and his momentum became stronger and stronger, like a drawn sword, with an amazing edge.

"Ning Yuanjing Second Layer!" Ma Mingkong was stunned for a while, and his face immediately showed disdain. No matter what he said, he was also a master of Ningyuanjing seventh layer, if he couldn't even kill a kid in Ningyuanjing second layer , it would be shameful to say it.

"Are you ready, I'm here to kill you, I hope you won't be as vulnerable as your subordinates."

Yang Xuan carried his hands on his back as he walked, looking resolute.

"Too arrogant."

"Leader, kill him."

A group of horse thieves were filled with righteous indignation, Yang Xuan killed their second leader, and now dared to speak up to humiliate their leader, they just felt a fire in their hearts, and they could not wait to rush up and tear Yang Xuan apart.

However, thinking that Yang Xuan could easily kill even the second leader, they were afraid and did not dare to act rashly, so they could only cheer for Ma Mingkong, hoping that Ma Mingkong could kill Yang Xuan in one fell swoop.

"Boy, no matter what your background is or what forces you have behind you, you will surely die today." Ma Mingkong said angrily.

"Kill me, it depends on whether you have that ability." Yang Xuan shrugged, ignoring Ma Mingkong's cannibalistic gaze.

"You'll see."

With a cold snort, Ma Mingkong rolled over and dismounted, stretched out his hand to draw an arrow from the quiver at his waist, and then stepped forward, placing the arrow on the big black iron bow in his hand.

"Open it to me!"

With a loud shout, his arms exerted force, and he pulled the big black iron bow into a full moon shape. The hard bowstring wrestled with his arms, making a rattling sound, and the ground under his feet could not bear the escaping power. , constantly cracked and dusty.

At the same time, the arrows on the black iron bow radiated fiery rays of light.

This is the destructive power of Fire Primordial Qi, wisps of Fire Primordial Qi condensed on the arrow, the red light shone, restless, rubbing against the air, crackling, and the momentum was terrifying.

"The leader is invincible!"

A group of horse thieves were excited. They all saw that Ma Mingkong was going to use all his strength and thought that Yang Xuan would die, and they all showed cruel and hideous smiles on their faces.

"This, he, can he stop it?"

Feng Chong's face was dripping with cold sweat, and his body was shaking. Yang Xuan was their savior now. If he died like this, they would face the horse thief directly.

God knows if this gang of horse thieves stole money and women, will they kill them all, if they really want to kill them, all of them will have to die.

Of course Feng Chong doesn't care about the lives of others, but he grew up in fine clothes and food, and now he is in his prime. His family is full of beautiful wives and concubines, enjoying inexhaustible glory and wealth, and he doesn't want to die here.

"Haha, kid, you're dead."

Just when Feng Chong was terrified, Ma Mingkong had already aimed the arrow at Yang Xuan, and laughed wildly in his mouth. He even saw that Yang Xuan died tragically under his arrow.

"Stop talking nonsense, you can just shoot arrows and see if I will die."

Yang Xuan said lightly, even though he was locked by the arrow, his face was still calm, and some were just indifferent.

"go to hell!"

Ma Mingkong was provoked, and he really stopped talking nonsense. He released his big hand, and with a hum, a flaming arrow burst out of the air, like a flaming meteor, shining brightly, and shot towards Yang Xuan's chest.

"Tricks of carving insects." Yang Xuan was fearless, and he let out a sneer, directly activating the flame martial arts.

Boom!

His whole body shone with light, and the crimson flame was like a galloping river, surging incomparably, exuding a violent high temperature.

The sound of chi chi was endless, and the ground under his feet was the first to melt, and the space around him was also burned to the point of distortion, making a muffled sound that could not bear the burden.

This was an extremely strong visual impact, and the eyes of Feng Chong and the others almost popped out. Yang Xuan was now covered in flames, as if he was a flame god, with infinite power.

"This, this is the flame martial arts, you, you have awakened the martial arts!?" Ma Mingkong exclaimed.

As soon as the voice fell, there was a bang, and the flaming arrow that shot exploded, and before it fell on Yang Xuan, it was burned to ashes by the flames around Yang Xuan, and disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared.

"Amazing!"

"Saved, now saved!"

Feng Chong and the others were surprised and happy, tears welling up in their eyes. The stronger Yang Xuan's strength, the safer they would be. If Yang Xuan could kill Ma Mingkong, then they would really be saved.

"This, this is impossible!?"

"Pinch me to see if I'm hallucinating?"

A group of horse thieves were frightened. If Ma Mingkong was still there, they would all want to turn around and escape.

No way, this kid Yang Xuan is too terrifying to block Ma Mingkong's flaming arrows so easily.

Don't underestimate this flaming arrow, this is Ma Mingkong's martial art bursting arrow. Although it is only a very popular martial art, Ma Mingkong has the cultivation of the Seventh Heaven Condensing Origin Realm, and uses this cultivation to cast the bursting arrow. , is also enough to kill the martial artist of the sixth level of the condensed Yuanjing, but Yang Xuan is actually fine.

More than nothing, he didn't move at all just now, and the burst arrow was burned to slag by the flames on his body.

"Who the hell are you!?" Ma Mingkong took a long time to regain his senses and cried out in horror.