Chapter Seventy-Three: The Hero Spends His Life
Yang Xuan didn't go fast, he didn't deliberately hide his cultivation, his dirty robe hunted and hunted, and his momentum became stronger and stronger, like a sharp sword out of the sheath, with an amazing edge. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
"Ning Yuan Realm Double Heaven!" Ma Mingkong was stunned, and his face immediately showed disdain, no matter how he said it, he was also a master of the Seven Heavens of Ning Yuan Realm, if he couldn't even kill a kid from Ning Yuan Realm Double Heaven, it would make people laugh when he said it.
"Are you ready, I'm here to kill you, and I hope you're not as vulnerable as your men. ”
Yang Xuan put his hands behind his back and walked as he walked, with a rebellious expression.
"It's arrogant. ”
"Chief, kill him. ”
A group of horse thieves were indignant, Yang Xuan killed their second leader, not to mention, and now they dare to speak out to humiliate their leader, they only feel that there is a fire burning in their hearts, and they can't wait to rush up and dismantle Yang Xuan.
However, thinking that Yang Xuan could easily kill even the two leaders, they were afraid and did not dare to act rashly, so they could only shout and 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 definitely die today. Ma Mingkong said angrily.
"Kill me, it's up to you to have that ability. Yang Xuan shrugged, ignoring Ma Mingkong's cannibalistic gaze.
"You'll see. ”
With a cold snort, Ma Mingkong turned over and dismounted, reached out and pulled out an arrow from the quiver on his waist, then stepped forward and put the arrow on the black iron bow in his hand.
"Open it to Lao Tzu!"
With a wild shout, he exerted his strength with both arms, and pulled the black iron bow into the shape of a full moon, and the hard bowstring wrestled with his arms, making a rattling sound, and the ground under his feet was constantly cracking and dusty because it could not withstand the power that escaped.
At the same time, the arrows attached to the black iron bow emitted a blazing light.
This is the fire vitality that is not weak in destructive power, wisps of fire vitality condensed on the arrows, the red light is violent, restless, rubbing against the air, crackling, and 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, thinking 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 covered in cold sweat, and his fat body trembled, Yang Xuan was now their savior, if he died like this, they would face the horse thief directly.
God knows if these horse thieves will kill them all if they rob them of money and women, and if they really want to go on a killing spree, they will all have to die.
Of course, Feng Chong doesn't care about the lives and deaths of others, but he has been clothed and fed since he was a child, and now he is in the prime of life, and his family has a group of beautiful wives and concubines, enjoying endless glory and wealth, but he doesn't want to die here.
"Haha, little ghost, you're dead. ”
Just when Feng Chong was frightened, Ma Mingkong had already aimed the arrow at Yang Xuan, and laughed wildly in his mouth, he had even seen Yang Xuan die tragically under his own arrow.
"No further ado, just try your arrows and see if I'll die. ”
Yang Xuan said lightly, even if he was locked by the arrow, his face was still unfazed, and some were just indifferent.
"Die!"
Ma Mingkong was enraged, and sure enough, he stopped talking nonsense, his big hand was loosened, and with a buzz, a flame arrow burst out of the air, like a flame meteor, shining brightly, shooting towards Yang Xuan's chest.
"Insect carving skills. Yang Xuan was fearless, a sneer came out of his mouth, and he directly urged the Flame Martial Soul.
Bang!
His whole body shone brightly, and the crimson flames were like rushing rivers, surging incomparably, emitting violent heat.
The snort continued, and the ground beneath his feet melted in an instant, and the space around him was burned to the point of distortion, emitting an overwhelmed muffled sound.
This was an extremely strong visual impact, Feng Chong and the others' eyes almost popped out, Yang Xuan was now covered in flames, as if he was a flame god, and his power was endless.
"This, this is the Flame Martial Soul, you, you have awakened the Martial Soul!?" Ma Mingkong exclaimed.
As soon as the words fell, there was a bang, and the flame arrow that shot exploded, and before it landed on Yang Xuan, it was burned into ashes by the flames around Yang Xuan's body, and disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared.
"That's amazing!"
"Saved, saved!"
Feng Chong and the others were surprised and delighted, with tears in their eyes, the stronger Yang Xuan's strength, the safer they were, if Yang Xuan could kill Ma Mingkong, then they would really be saved.
"This, this can't be!?"
"Pinch me to see if I'm hallucinating?"
A group of horse thieves were frightened, if Ma Mingkong wasn't still there, they would all want to turn around and flee.
There's no way, Yang Xuan, this kid is too terrifying, he blocked Ma Mingkong's flame arrows so easily.
Don't underestimate this flame arrow, this is Ma Mingkong's martial art burst arrow, although it is just a very popular martial art, but Ma Mingkong has the cultivation of the Seven Heavens of the Ning Yuan Realm, and using this cultivation to cast the Burst Arrow is enough to kill the martial artists of the Six Heavens of the Ning Yuan Realm in seconds, but Yang Xuan is fine.
It's not just okay, he didn't move at all just now, and the flames on his body alone burned the blasting arrow to slag.
"Who the hell are you!?" Ma Mingkong took a long time to come back to his senses and shouted with a frightened face.
"You don't care who I am, you shouldn't provoke the master. ”
Yang Xuan smiled coldly, and the flames on his body gushed out wildly, and constantly changed their form, and in just a moment, they turned into a fire python.
The fire python is about five or six meters long, its body is huge, and it bursts out with blazing light, and the color of the fire is so deep that people dare not look at it directly.
"Whew, whew!"
The wind blew fiercely between heaven and earth, and waves of heat swept away, and Feng Chong and the others, who were closer to Yang Xuan, were all like falling into a fire cave, and they were so frightened that they withdrew from the distance.
Rao is like this, they are also sweating profusely, panting for breath.
The most bizarre thing is that the fire python seems to have spirituality, swaying in front of Yang Xuan, and spitting clusters of flames from time to time in its big mouth, like a poisonous snake spitting snake letters, hideous and terrifying.
"How is it possible, you, you can actually control the martial soul to such a situation!"
Ma Mingkong was shocked, although he did not awaken the martial soul, he still knew something about the martial soul, and knew that the martial soul was extremely difficult to control.
Among them, elemental martial souls are the most difficult to control, and if you want to exert the power of this type of martial soul, you must have strong enough mental power.
However, Yang Xuan is obviously a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, and his cultivation is not high, how strong his spiritual power can be, but now he can condense the flame martial soul into a fire python, this kind of control ability is really terrifying.
"Go ahead!"
Yang Xuan didn't answer, two words came out of his mouth, and the fire python in front of him snorted, and rushed towards Ma Mingkong with teeth and claws.
"Get out of here!"
At the critical moment, Ma Mingkong glared angrily, and used a trick to press the bottom of the box, and as he punched out, a huge flame fist pierced the void and hit the fire python.
"Boom!"
The flame fist collided violently with the fire python, making a deafening explosion.
Between heaven and earth, a piece of flying sand and rocks is like the end of the world.
After a few breaths, everything returned to calm, whether it was the fire python or the flame fist, all disappeared.
"It's funny, it can actually stop my fire python. Yang Xuan raised his eyebrows, and did not continue to urge the flame martial spirit, the flames around his body drilled into his body, jumped forward, and pounced on Ma Mingkong like a great peng spreading its wings.
Ma Mingkong used a trick, the consumption was serious, and he was bending down to gasp for breath, when he saw Yang Xuan's galloping killing, he was immediately frightened, turned around and fled.
"Are you gone?"
Yang Xuan took a blasting step, and the two balls of fire vitality under his feet exploded, producing a strong boost, causing his speed to skyrocket, like an arrow from the string, and suddenly appeared behind Ma Mingkong.
"Lao Tzu fought with you. Ma Mingkong sensed the danger, turned around and slashed at Yang Xuan with a palm.
"Look for death. Yang Xuan was disdainful, and his right fist rushed to the thunder.
"Bang!"
The fists collided, the strength was full of energy, Ma Mingkong was invincible, the blood in his mouth spurted wildly, and his body flew out sideways.
"Kill!"
Yang Xuan was unforgiving, jumped out, and flew out of the air like a young peng, and then a punch fell, hitting Ma Mingkong's chest.
Ma Mingkong was punched and fell to the ground.
He was also a ruthless man, he struggled to get up, who knew that his body had just moved, and he lay down on his back with a bang, and was trampled on by Yang Xuan's big feet, and he couldn't get up anymore, he was covered in blood, and his life seemed to have gone halfway, and his breath was dying.
Feng Chong and the others were stunned, no one expected that Ma Mingkong would be trampled under the feet of Yang Xuan, a young man dressed as Huazi, which was incredible.
Not only Feng Chong and the others were shocked, but a group of horse thieves were also shocked, they all thought that Yang Xuan would definitely die, but the final result surprised them, their leader was completely defeated, and was trampled under the feet of Yang Xuan, a god-like teenager.
"Here, give me a good time, ahem......"
Ma Mingkong roared, his mouth kept vomiting blood, he was extremely injured, his internal organs were broken, even if Yang Xuan didn't kill him, he wouldn't live long, he just hoped to die happily.
"Seeing that you are still a man, I will give you a good time. Yang Xuan nodded slightly, took out the golden light sword, and pierced Ma Mingkong's throat with a sword.
"The leader is dead!"
"Run, run, this kid is a devil!"
The group of horse thieves were all frightened, and one by one they turned their horses' heads wildly, whipped their horses, and ran as fast as they could, because it was so chaotic that there was inevitably a burst of people turning on their backs, and even so, they fled in panic.
Yang Xuan didn't catch up and kill people, in his opinion, these horse thieves may not all be vicious people, some of them may be forced by life to fall into the grass.
In fact, who wants to be a horse thief unless absolutely necessary?
Soon, all the horse thieves ran away, and Yang Xuan also put away the golden light sword and turned to look at Feng Chong and the others.
"Heroes spare their lives, spare their lives. ”
Feng Chong and the others were terrified, although Yang Xuan didn't have any amazing momentum on his body now, but when they saw Yang Xuan turn their heads to look, they were still terrified.
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