I don't know how long it took, the collapsed ruins moved slightly, and then the wall tiles were replaced and scattered, revealing Shen Yuanlie's ragged clothes and sluggish expression!

His face was full of disbelief and shock, even, with a hint of fear.

Because he found that the power in his body had all disappeared, and was replaced by a kind of opposing power of life and death.

This experience of life and death continued to wreak havoc in his body, destroying his meridians, destroying his body, and making him lose all his strength.

Burst!

The severe pain hit, Shen Yuanlie spurted a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground.

Yang Xuan walked towards Shen Yuanlie, without joy or sorrow.

His right hand moved slightly, and a young man in the distance involuntarily flew over, and was grabbed by him in his hand, his face full of fear, but he couldn't say a word.

Shen Yuanlie looked at Yang Xuan blankly, his body trembling slightly.

"Shen Yuanlie, I said that you would be the last to die. Yang Xuan's voice seemed to come from the sky, falling on Shen Yuanlie's ears, but it was like thunder: "You will watch your people die one by one." ”

"You ......" Shen Yuanlie's body trembled even more violently, but the next moment, he was stunned.

Click!

The young man in Yang Xuan's hand showed a deep fear and disbelief on his face.

He died, and his neck was pinched off by Yang Xuan.

Shen Yuanlie felt a rush of anger, his face was full of hideousness, and he stared at Yang Xuan deadly.

"Yang Xuan......" he shouted frantically, his voice terrible, like a wounded beast.

Thundered!

Several figures appeared in the sky, attacking Yang Xuan together.

As the first empire in the East, Dashen naturally has many offerings, and these offerings are basically divine realm cultivation. This one struck, and it was suddenly powerful.

But in the next moment, a golden refinement appeared from the void and circled around Yang Xuan in an instant.

Boom Boom!

Countless figures were shocked on their faces, their mouths spurted blood, and they flew out upside down.

Yang Xuan threw away the corpse in his hand as if he was throwing garbage, then raised his head slightly, and said lightly: "This is a matter between me and the Shen family, if there is anyone who dares to interfere again, die!"

His tone was flat, as if he was recounting an extremely ordinary matter, but everyone could hear a determination in his tone to go up and down.

Some of the worshippers trembled in their hearts, and suddenly had the idea that the Shen family was finished.

No one doubted Yang Xuan's killing intent, but looking at Shen Yuanlie in rags in the ruins, they hesitated.

The so-called Lu of the king, the matter of loyalty to the king, they are worshiped by the Dashen Empire, and they are given and demanded, and if they stand by and watch at this time, they are morally unjustifiable.

Finally, an old man took a step forward, his face was ugly, but he forcibly said angrily: "Bold Yang Xuan, you stop at this time, it's still too late, if not, there will be no place to die!"

His step was like a signal, one step out, and many worshippers took a step forward, all of them glaring at Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan smiled and turned around slowly.

His gaze was very flat, and there was no trace of emotion.

He looked at those who came out and said coldly: "I, Yang Xuan, act and have very little time to be kind, but you have met it, but you don't cherish it, so what's the matter, let's die!"

As soon as the words fell, the entire sky turned golden.

Countless golden moons formed an ocean, and in Yang Xuan's cold gaze, they flew out in all directions.

The first to bear the brunt was the one who took the first step, and when a huge golden moon came at him, he let out a roar of rage, and then the whole person turned into a ray of light.

That's his way!

But the next moment, he froze, and his face showed extreme fear and disbelief.

He stared blankly at Yang Xuan not far away, and muttered to himself: "What kind of martial art is this?"

But for him, it was an unanswered question, because his whole body had already broken into countless pieces and slowly slid to the ground.

At the same time as him, there were other offerings that took the same step as him, and everyone's face was filled with fear and disbelief.

Everyone was stunned, including Shen Yuanlie, and all the Shen clan members showed a sluggish look on their faces.

What do they see?

Killing dozens of Shinto in one move, is this still a human being? Is this still a martial artist?

At this moment, everyone is doubting their eyes.

And those Dashen worshippers who didn't stand up trembled all over, and all of them showed a strong fear on their faces that couldn't be dissolved, and even some people felt that their legs were weak.

Before they fought Yang Xuan, they would never have imagined Yang Xuan's terribleness.

But by this time, they knew.

At this moment, Yang Xuan's not tall body became like a mountain in their eyes, pressing heavily on their hearts, and they didn't dare to forget it in the slightest for the rest of their lives.

Syllable!

One of the worshippers knelt on the ground, bowed respectfully to Yang Xuan, and then turned around and disappeared into the darkness, not looking at Shen Yuanlie again from beginning to end.

One after another, the surviving worshippers all turned around and left after kowtowing to Yang Xuan.

The hearts of the Shen clan sank to the bottom, and something called fear spread in everyone's hearts.

The thick smell of blood rushed into their nostrils and into their hearts, making them tremble and begin to despair.

In the distance, countless soldiers continued to charge.

For them, imperial power is everything, even if it is to give their lives for it.

In a way, they are greater than those warriors.

But in front of them, it was as if there was an invisible wall separating them from the world around the main hall.

All the soldiers who crashed into the wall of the five elements were directly shattered, and blood was all over the sky.

In front of the invisible wall, countless corpses had fallen, and they had become a high wall.

The faces of all the soldiers were filled with fear, they had never seen such a terrible sight.

Next to the soldier was Dashen's civil and military officials.

They looked over from afar, looking at the back of the figure standing quietly, their eyes full of fear.

At this moment, Yang Xuan's back was deeply rooted in their hearts, and immortality was indelible.

A thought that made them tremble all over their bodies, and they couldn't suppress it anymore.

Dashen, it may be over!

And all this is because of one person, a man named Yang Xuan.

Xianmen, Yang Xuan!

One person, destroy a country!

This country is famous!

At this time, outside the palace, I don't know how many forces and how many eyes are staring here.

However, everyone was silent, no one said a word, no one dared to say a word.

When a vast empire that had dominated the East for thousands of years was subjugated to the feet of one man, they collectively lost their voices.

White Horse Tower, this is the tallest tower in the Dashen Capital, Yuan Yue looked at the direction of the palace in a daze, her face was pale!

Until today, she didn't know that Yang Xuan and her, and them, were not the same kind of people at all!

If she and Chu Xifeng Li Muyun are geniuses and leaders among the younger generation, then Yang Xuan himself is a god!

One year to go, control life and death!

Other than that, she couldn't think of any words to describe Yang Xuan.

Xianmen, Yang Xuan!

At this moment, she imprinted these four words deeply in her mind and could never forget them.

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