The corners of Yang Qingxuan's mouth raised a sneering color, and he said coldly: "Hurt? Are you telling jokes to adjust the atmosphere?"

The ghostly cry just now really made his ears hurt, and his blood was agitated. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info changed to a martial artist of the ordinary qi martial realm, and he was really about to be shocked.

But he quenched his body nine times, ran the Qingyang Martial Scripture, and immediately carried the cry. At the same time, his mind was racing, and he understood the gap between the two, if he didn't use his strategy, I was afraid that he would have to explain it here today.

He made a quick decision and immediately pretended to be seriously injured, causing Zhen Xiuzhu's contempt and carelessness. Finally seized the opportunity and struck out.

That's the opportunity to sacrifice defense and use your chest to block that claw!

Without the consciousness of dying together, it is impossible to be so calm and calm.

Zhen Xiuzhu was frightened by his calm and abnormal state, which was not at all the composure that a fifteen-year-old student could show.

But soon, the power of the Six Yang Palms immediately brought Zhen Xiuzhu back to his senses, and his face changed dramatically in an instant!

"Xuan, Xuan-level martial arts?!"

His face turned pale in an instant, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly withdrew his hand and was about to retreat.

Yang Qingxuan had the determination to exchange his moves for moves, but he didn't dare to risk his life to compete against Xuan-level martial arts!

At the same time, his heart was extremely shocked, "Who is this kid? It is so terrifying, and he also has Xuan-level martial arts, isn't his grandfather just a garbage worker?"

Countless doubts flashed through his mind, but he didn't have time to think at all, so he turned around and fled.

"Want to go?"

Yang Qingxuan sneered, and now the characters chasing and fleeing were reversed, and that move of the Six Yang Palms had condensed a flame of the sun, and it suddenly shot out, as if the scorching sun exploded, and the terrifying palm force hit the past!

"Bang!"

As soon as Zhen Xiuzhu took a step, he was slapped firmly and flew out.

Yang Qingxuan took a deep breath, his true qi was raised again, and his ghostly steps caught up, although the palm was strong, it did not cause fatal damage to Zhen Xiuzhu.

Sure enough, Zhen Xiuzhu stumbled a few times, but he didn't fall, but the place where he was slapped on his back hurt badly, as if he was burned. And the terrifying power of the scorching sun burrowed into his body and scorched his meridians.

"Damn it, I'm going to make you pay!"

He roared wildly and turned around suddenly, but his face changed greatly, only to see a dazzling sunlight attacking, and Yang Qingxuan actually chased after him!

"Is this kid crazy? He's just a martial artist, he should run away quickly if he sneaks up on me, and he actually catches me up to fight? Ha? What's going on in this world?!"

Zhen Xiuzhu was completely stunned, he thought that Yang Qingxuan would run away after one move, and he was about to chase after him, but he didn't want the other party's second move to have already attacked, and this move was terrifying, and it was still above the previous one!

Yang Qingxuan's palm actually condensed two scorching suns!

"Eryang Huanxian!"

The two flames of the sun shot out from the palm of their palms at once, turning into two golden black firebirds, the flames were fierce, with a clear sound, shooting straight like sharp arrows.

Zhen Xiuzhu's face changed greatly, he pinched the trick in his hand, and slapped it hard.

It was his strongest hole card, called "Ghost King Mingzhang", combined with his "Ghost Cry" martial spirit, under one palm, the air trembled, the gods and ghosts cried, and collided with the two scorching suns, and instantly erupted into terrifying waves.

"Boom!"

The surrounding mountains and forests were directly destroyed, just like a hurricane passing through and being razed to the ground.

Under the terrifying force, the two of them left as soon as they touched.

Yang Qingxuan was shocked more than ten zhang away, and the bones of his whole body were about to burst open, but this pain was quickly suppressed by the force, and the Qingyang Martial Scripture operated in the body, nourishing the whole body.

Zhen Xiuzhu was in flames, his hair and beard were burned black, his clothes were broken, his skin was dripping blood, and his body was even more scorched by the scorching sun's true qi, flowing in the meridians like a knife, and his mouth kept screaming "ahh

Because his martial soul itself has a sonic effect, it makes the scream like an iron knight protruding from the sound of swords and guns, sharp and piercing, and extremely miserable.

"Come again!"

A loud shout came out of Yang Qingxuan's mouth, and the whole person rose into the sky, like an eagle striking the sky, this time he tried to operate the power of the three scorching sun, and his entire right arm turned red, which was extremely terrifying.

Zhen Xiuzhu's face changed drastically, he was terrified, and he turned around and fled with a scream.

"Grass, I actually escaped!"

Yang Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, and immediately dispersed the power of the hot sun, and his arm returned to normal and flew down from the sky.

He secretly said in his heart: "In the middle stage of the Lingwu Realm, it is really extraordinary. If it weren't for my sneak attack on him, coupled with the power of this Xuan-level martial art, I'm afraid I would have received a lunch box today. ”

His eyes shot with essence, he looked a little excited, and said to himself: "I am now a nine-fold quenching body, and I will be able to rush to the tenfold in a moment, and then step into the Yellow Turban Force, and then condense my martial soul, and rush into the spiritual martial realm! I don't know what kind of martial soul I can condense!"

In addition to the excitement, he suddenly raised his strength and ran towards the passage of the mine.

What Yang Qingxuan didn't know was that he was able to defeat Zhen Xiuzhu with great luck.

Zhen Xiuzhu himself has the blood of the demon clan, so he can condense a martial soul like "Ghost Cry", and that cry not only contains a strong sonic attack, but also disturbs people's minds, and has a demonic attack.

And Yang Qingxuan had just obtained a drop of the demonic power's essence blood, and he didn't feel the slightest sense of the invasion of that demonic energy, so he could keep his body from injury with a cry.

But he didn't understand the relationship, and thought that it was all about the power of the Nine Layers of Quenching Body and the Qingyang Martial Scripture.

At this moment, he ran with all his might, chasing Zhen Xiuzhu, and the battlefield in front of the mine passage did not know what to do.

When he rushed to the scene, he saw a very tragic scene.

The ground was full of corpses, seven people died, and several students were even separated.

So only Meng Rui and Yue Qiang were left standing, and Li Zhiye was still convulsing on the ground, but after a few convulsions, he also stopped and died completely.

There were only two left, Meng Rui and Yue Qiang, both covered in blood, with a look of fear in their eyes.

Yang Qingxuan's eyes fell, and he saw Meng Rui holding a broken blade in his hand, and recognized that the broken blade was the thing in the hands of the old ape before, and there was a quaint word "Ba" on the handle.

He stepped forward to check the situation of the coachman, who was completely dead, and a terrible knife on his chest should have been cut into by Meng Rui's broken blade, and the coachman's own steel knife had been broken to the side.

The students who died, all covered in scars, were horrible to see. Another student was lying on the ground, a terrible palm print on his back, apparently all shattered.

Yang Qingxuan stared at the palm print, his face was gloomy, and said, "Zhen Xiuzhu?!"

Meng Rui's hand blade fell with a "clang", and he also sat on the ground with a buttock, panting heavily, his face full of horror, obviously not coming back to his senses.

Yang Qingxuan glanced at the two of them and said, "Be calm, and tell me what happened just now." ”