Xiaoyaobu, one of the supernatural powers of the Xiaoyao Sect, has a total of ninety-nine eighty-one steps. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Although Yang Xuan is only now able to master the first nine steps, each step contains subtlety, and the nine steps in a row can form a kind of momentum, which can burst out with unpredictable speed.

One step, two steps, three steps

Yang Xuan's clothes flew away, and he quickly took nine steps, the heavens and the earth were almost all his afterimages, and it was impossible to tell that the afterimage was a phantom by the naked eye alone, and that afterimage was his real body.

Not to mention the naked eye, the strong man's temples agitated, and he released his divine sense with all his might, and it was difficult to lock Yang Xuan's true body.

His divine sense, every time he captured Yang Xuan's true body, Yang Xuan would take the lead in sweeping away.

Although he kept swinging his mace and emitting billowing demonic energy, extinguishing the remnants around him, he didn't even touch the corner of Yang Xuan's clothes.

Everyone watching the battle was stunned, unable to imagine that a Destiny Realm martial artist could burst out with such a terrifying speed.

So far, except for the strong man, no one has been able to see Yang Xuan's appearance clearly.

But everyone detected it, and Yang Xuan only had the cultivation of the Triple Heaven of Fate.

This kind of cultivation is the lowest existence among them, but the speed that Yang Xuan is showing at the moment makes them feel shocked, and they can't reach it.

"Thief, you've me off. ”

All the attacks failed to get Yang Xuan, and the strong man fell into a rage, and his demonic aura rose all over his body, like a demon god, shocking people's hearts.

The crowd all changed color, and everyone understood that this big man from the demon clan was going to fight with all his might. Without any fancy movements, the thick mace in his hand slashed, and the whole person turned into a black storm that destroyed the world, and slashed towards the afterimage town in the sky, shattering a large number of afterimages at once.

However, although the offensive was fierce, it still failed to hurt Yang Xuan.

When Yang Xuan dodged, there were many afterimages.

"Ahhh

The strong man went crazy and directly cast "Entering the Demon".

This is the killer weapon of their demon clan, once they enter this state, whether it is defense, speed, or strength, stamina, etc., all of them are greatly increased.

Of course, there are pros and cons, entering the demon consumes a lot of demonic energy and spiritual power, and it can only last for a few minutes.

Although it was not long, it was enough.

However, in the blink of an eye, the muscles of the strong man's body swelled, the black light of the demon pattern on his body shone, and a pair of scarlet eyes also became extremely murderous, and his body was full of the aura of slaughtering the common people and destroying everything, which made Wei Qingshu, Chu Yang, and Zhou San, who were closest to the battlefield, all drenched in cold sweat and retreated again and again.

Under the pressure of this mad demonic aura, they only felt that their bodies and spirits were about to collapse, and they were extremely terrifying.

The three of them were still like this, not to mention the others, although they were separated by a short distance, everyone felt no depression and suffocation, as if someone had choked their necks with their hands, and it was difficult to breathe.

A small number of people with low cultivation levels couldn't bear it at all, and they supported the body protection force while retreating, so they felt better.

"Is this the demon clan's enchantment, it is somewhat similar to my dark martial spirit. ”

Yang Xuan's heart moved secretly, and his body shook, elusive, erratic, and wandered around the strong man, leaving a dense afterimage around the latter, and it was difficult to distinguish the true from the false.

"Kill"

The strong man roared, and the mace in his hand swept out, the force of the stick was enough to crush a mountain peak, and the churning air roared endlessly.

Puff puff

The afterimages all shattered, and in the state of enchantment, the strength of the strong man skyrocketed by at least thirty percent, and with just one blow, almost emptied all the afterimages.

"So strong"

Yang Xuan's eyes froze, and he took another nine steps, and in the void, a thousand remnants suddenly appeared.

"It's not endless. ”

The strong man was furious, the shadow in front of him flickered, the demonic energy was surging, and he was crazy and destroyed all the afterimages.

Yang Xuan's figure retreated extremely much, and he avoided it like lightning, and as he passed along the way, the afterimage reappeared.

"Under the devil, you can't hide. ”

The strong man opened his mouth and let out a wild roar, the sound shook the sky, his eyes shot a terrifying killing machine, and with a wave of his hand, a wave of demonic qi emitted a black one, which was more than ten zhang large, and shrouded towards a large afterimage in front of him.

And Yang Xuan's true body is impressively in this afterimage.

He was surprised, but his reaction was not slow, and he took out a long sword casually, urged the mystery of the sword, and slashed at the black big fiercely.

With the blessing of the mysteries of the sword, ordinary long swords can also be comparable to divine soldiers.

What's more, Yang Xuan also has a strength of nearly 100,000 catties, under this fierce force, even if he doesn't use any secret skills, the power of a sword is enough to tear apart a giant peak, and the power is incomparable.

"Click"

The sharp sword light flashed, and the black one split in two, and it was torn apart in an instant.

"This"

The strong man was stunned, and a hideous face was full of disbelief.

You must know that this black big is condensed by him with pure demonic qi, and the pure demonic qi with defensive power is more than twice as strong, but now it has been torn apart by Yang Xuan's sword, and it doesn't seem to be very laborious.

Yang Xuan didn't say anything, his figure rushed out, as strong as a divine dragon, he came to the strong man with a brush, and slashed down with a sword with boundless power.

The strong man reacted quickly, raised his mace with both hands, and the demonic qi of the stick body rolled, and Yang Xuan fought strongly, and between the collision of the two weapons of completely unequal volume, there was a piercing sound of gold and iron on the spot, sparks splashed, and black gas burst out.

"That's a lot of strength"