Life and death are a catastrophe.

Liu Weishuang's face changed, becoming extremely surprised, and then Han Zhibei, his face was pale.

Liu Weishuang had seen Yang Xuan make a move, although Yang Xuan at that time, although he was able to kill Zuo Qinghou and was powerful, but it only attracted his admiration, just like looking at an outstanding junior.

But at this time, when Yang Xuan made another move, he felt that Yang Xuan had become a different person than the previous time on the shore of Luoyan Lake, and he was incredibly powerful.

Although he thought that Yang Xuan would still not be his opponent, this speed of progress, this speed of growth had deeply shocked him.

Liu Weishuang was shocked, and Han Zhibei was shocked.

As the only person who fought with Yang Xuan twice, he was the most qualified to evaluate Yang Xuan's cultivation, but now, he found that he could no longer make an evaluation.

He suddenly had a feeling in his heart, that is, if he fought Yang Xuan again, he was afraid that he would be defeated and killed within three moves.

Zhou Zhijie's face also changed, he looked at Yang Xuan without blinking, looked at Yang Xuan's fingers, and a look of shock appeared on his face.

From this finger alone, he already knew that Yang Xuan's cultivation was not below him.

The man with the tiger's back slapped it with a palm.

When night falls, the whole world seems to be in a pocket, and it becomes completely dark.

Yang Xuan felt as if he had entered a completely dark space, and he couldn't breathe.

But his fingers did not stop, like a lone traveler in the dark, he set a target and never looked back.

Rumble!

Yang Xuan's fingers were the first to make contact with the man with the tiger's back, and the power of life and death exploded instantly.

Everyone's faces changed again, and at this moment, the tyrannical power of life and death in the air made everyone frightened.

Peal pedal, pedal, pedal.

The man staggered back, his face was abnormally pale, his throat was sweet, and the corners of his mouth were stained with blood.

He changed color, and after a pause, he slapped it again.

The spirit of the heart cannot die, and when the spirit of the heart dies, he will die.

Zhou Zhijie's face was full of disbelief, he couldn't believe his eyes: "Xiahou Hu is not his enemy?"

The person who fought with Yang Xuan was Xiahou Hu, who ranked tenth on the list.

Xiahou Hu ravaged up again, his palms slapped out at the same time, and at the same time, a huge tiger shadow suddenly appeared behind him, let out a huge roar that shook the heavens and the earth, and then pounced on Yang Xuan.

The tiger roared and shook the sky, the wind blew in his face, and Xiahou Tiger was full of murderous intent, and the bombardment came.

Facing Xiahou Hu's blow with all his might, Yang Xuan withdrew his fingers.

Just when everyone thought that he was going to fall, a long black knife appeared in his hand, which instantly cut through the darkness and slashed towards Xiahou Hu.

The space seemed to begin to crumble, and from the cracks emanated decay and death.

What lingers on the long knife is growth, the power of life.

Life and death, life and death.

Yang Xuan used the method of Xuanyi Heavy Earth to use the Life and Death Tribulation, which was his innovation after the last time he forcibly integrated the power of ice into the Life and Death Tribulation, a new life and death sword.

Xiahou Hu's face was shocked, even frightened, because he suddenly found that he couldn't move, and the palm he slapped, and the tiger shadow he turned into with his Dao intention, all stayed in mid-air strangely, not moving at all.

It made him feel like he had become a piece of iron and had been firmly attached to the magnet, unable to move at all.

Yang Xuan's eyes were extremely cold, and the long knife stabbed Xiahou Hu's throat.

In everyone's incredulous eyes, the black long knife stabbed directly into Xiahou Hu's throat.

The next moment, Xiahou Hu began to wither and decay, and finally turned into a pile of powder, and he could no longer die.

"Bai Qi ......" At the last moment before he died, these two words appeared in his heart.

Xiahou Hu died, ranking tenth on the list, and Xiahou Hu, who was a humane master, died here, in the hands of Yang Xuan, and died when he first saw Yang Xuan.

Xiahou Hu died, everyone was stunned, Liu Weishuang's eyes flickered, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Zhou Zhijie's face was pale, and the heroic righteousness on his body seemed to shrink for a moment.

Han Zhibei clenched his fists, suddenly turned around and left.

Ling Xin'er didn't seem to react to what was going on until this time, and her eyes were dull as she watched Uncle Tiger, who was like a god in her eyes, turn into a pile of powder like this, and her brain went blank.

Until this moment, she still couldn't believe that Xiahou Hu had died like this, and had been killed by her like this.

Endless remorse tore at her heart like a heart-devouring poisonous snake, making her feel painful, if she could do it again, she would definitely not sneak out again, and she would definitely not fight Yang Xuan again.

But there was no if, nothing to do again, Yang Xuan's long black knife had already pierced her heart.

Ling Xin'er's eyes widened, and with the disbelief that did not dissipate until the end, she gently fell to the ground, and her breath completely dissipated.

At the moment when Lingxin'er fell to the ground, a black hole suddenly appeared in the void, and at the moment when Lingxin'er had not fallen to the ground, she was sucked in, and then a roar came out from the black hole.

"Who is it?"

Rumble!

The space exploded suddenly, and the entire southern city of Tang City was reduced to ruins in this roar, and for a while, the dust flew and the screams were endless.

Burst!

Yang Xuan suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, his expression shocked.

The calm look on Liu Weishuang's face disappeared completely, replaced by a hint of panic.

Zhou Zhijie covered his chest, kicked back several times, and when he stood again, his face was pale, and there were already blood stains on the corners of his mouth.

The voice disappeared, and everyone's faces were ugly.

"Bai Qi, you have caused a catastrophe, a catastrophe, not only will you die without a corpse, but even we have been implicated. Zhou Zhijie, who came back to his senses, said hatefully, and there was a tremor in his voice.

At this moment, from the direction of the City Lord's Mansion, a thousand zhang of light suddenly emanated, a kind of brilliant extreme, the momentum of the extreme light emanated, illuminating the void and suppressing the heavens and the earth.

"Bai Qi!"

A majestic voice came from the light, without any emotion.

In an instant, the wind surged, lightning and thunder, and the huge and incomparable momentum directly pressed towards Yang Xuan.

Space Confinement!

Yang Xuan was directly imprisoned in place, unable to move.

Immediately after, a pillar of light shot from the direction of the City Lord's Mansion, incomparably bright and majestic.

In the direction from which the pillar of light came, all the buildings along the road were penetrated, transparent, and disappeared directly.

The aura in Yang Xuan's body surged wildly, but he still couldn't move.

Seeing that the pillar of light was about to penetrate Yang Xuan's body, at this moment, a person suddenly appeared from the void, then reached out and grabbed Yang Xuan, and pulled it violently.

Yang Xuan was pulled by the man, broke free from the power of imprisonment, and when he looked again, he had already arrived outside the city, and was moving at an extremely high speed.

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