A powerful aura appeared, enveloping the scene, which was a kind of coercion similar to that of the Spirit Martial Saint, which made people's hearts uneasy. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xu Fei, who was already frightened, was ecstatic when he heard this voice, and the expression on his face immediately became arrogant.

"Damn, it won't be the Spirit Martial Saint, right?" Chang Sheng's face was unnatural for a while.

"It's not a Lingwu Saint!" Jiang Yuxuan shook his head slowly, although he was not a Lingwu Saint, he had seen a lot of Lingwu Saints, even the Lingwu Saints killed by him could form a good level, so he was still very familiar with the aura of the Lingwu Saint.

Although the person who came was very powerful, similar to the aura of the Spirit Martial Saint, there was still a gap, this should be a quasi-Spirit Martial Saint, and it was not much different from the one who was killed by the angry Phoenix Heavenly Maiden before.

"Old Sun, you're here!" Looking at the withered and thin old man who appeared at the scene, Xu Fei showed a confident smile on his face.

Elder Sun, the chief guest elder of the Xu family, the personal guard beside Xu Shu, a master of a quasi-spiritual martial saint, can be regarded as a ruthless character who can walk sideways in Fire Phoenix City.

"Master don't worry about you, let me take a look, now it's time for me to come!" Sun Lao coldly glanced at Jiang Yuxuan and the Qilin Great Sage at the scene, and his tone was cold.

"It's time, of course it's time!" Xu Fei said, and at the same time thought in his heart, if you don't come, this son will have to explain here.

"Do you take the initiative to come with me, or let me take you away!" Sun Lao said coldly looking at Jiang Yuxuan.

"Am I committing suicide, or am I going to kill you?" Jiang Yuxuan did not answer Sun Lao's words, but responded-for-tat.

"This is too arrogant, isn't it?" Chang Sheng muttered in his heart, he already knew Ai Yexuan's strength, he should be a mid-stage martial artist of the Lingwu King, and because of his talent, he might be able to compete with the late-stage Lingwu King, but ...... It is absolutely impossible to be the opponent of the Quasi-Spirit Martial Saint.

The path of martial arts, as long as it can be contaminated with a holy word, it will not be a problem of quantitative change, it will definitely be a problem of qualitative change.

"Boy, I'm a quasi-spirit martial saint!" Old Sun laughed angrily, he had never seen such an arrogant young man.

"I know, to be honest, I've killed the Spirit Martial Saint, and it's not one, but I really haven't killed the Quasi-Spirit Martial Saint!" Jiang Yuxuan smiled indifferently, "So, I want to try!"

"Although this Qilin Great Sage has killed the Quasi-Spirit Martial Saint, that was a long time ago, and I want to try it too!" said the Qilin Great Sage holding up his little paws.

"Look for death!" Old Sun was furious, one hand was bent into a claw, and he grabbed Jiang Yuxuan's head directly in the air.

The spiritual power in the void condensed with Sun Lao, and finally became a giant claw with a radius of three feet, directly slapping at Jiang Yuxuan's head.

Jiang Yuxuan took out the Lingwu Saint-level Jade Ruyi from his arms, roared, and then smashed the giant claw in the sky with the Jade Ruyi.

Rumble!

With a loud roar, Jiang Yuxuan's body fell from the sky, and he took six or seven steps back, blood oozed out of the corner of his mouth, and the giant claw in the sky also disappeared.

"You're not dead!" Sun Lao looked at Jiang Yuxuan in surprise, a Lingwu King in the middle stage can resist the blow of the quasi-Lingwu Saint without dying, which can be regarded as creating history.

"You old horseman is not dead, how can I die?" Jiang Yuxuan smiled coldly, he replaced Yu Ruyi with a pure yang sword, and at the same time whispered in his heart: "There will be a time when the wind and waves will be long, and the clouds and sails will be in the sea!"

With a long roar, the wind and clouds began to move, the spiritual power on the Pure Yang Sword was swallowed, and a long sword with condensed spiritual power appeared, Jiang Yuxuan was like a tyrannosaurus going to sea, a tiger descending the mountain, with surging killing intent and infinite battle intent, rushing towards Elder Sun like lightning.

At this time, Jiang Yuxuan's spiritual power was boiling, and he had faintly broken through the barrier of the middle stage of the Lingwu King, and there were faint signs of a breakthrough towards the late stage of the Lingwu King.

At the same time, the Qilin Great Sage also let out a long roar, and he once again turned into the peerless fierce beast that was more than ten feet high, the Qilin roared like a dragon's groan, and his long sharp claws directly grabbed Elder Sun's head.

"Hmph!" In the face of Jiang Yuxuan and the Qilin Great Sage's attack, Elder Sun let out a low roar, and a long knife appeared in his hand, rippling and soaring into the sky!

In a loud roar, the body of the Qilin Great Sage shrank and became the miniature form of the little beast again, and at this time, the spiritual state of the Qilin Great Sage was a little decadent.

Jiang Yuxuan was knocked back into the air, and in his chest, there was a burst of qi and blood, and his face turned pale.

Powerful, too powerful, although Jiang Yuxuan and the Qilin Great Sage are both gifted, and their personal strength has been greatly improved through certain means, but when facing a quasi-spirit martial saint, there is still a big gap.

The Phoenix Heavenly Maiden was able to kill a quasi-spirit martial saint, and that was because she was a Phoenix Heavenly Maiden, and compared to her, Jiang Yuxuan was still too far behind.

"You actually injured me!" Elder Sun looked at his arm incredulously, although he had repelled Jiang Yuxuan and the Qilin Great Sage just now, a scratch also appeared on his arm, which was injured by Jiang Yuxuan's sword qi, and there were blood stains on it.

A quasi-Lingwu Saint was injured by a mid-stage Lingwu King, if this was to be spread, it would definitely be a sensational thing.

"Hehe, what's the big deal about getting hurt? If Xuanzi is powerful, he can kill you a hundred times in an instant!" said the Qilin Great Sage lazily.

The Qilin Great Sage is telling the truth, Jiang Yuxuan has a clay figure in his hand that can temporarily raise his strength to the level of the Lingwu Saint, and there is also a Thunder Hell Saint Rank Scroll, although the Quasi-Lingwu Saint is powerful, but after all, there is a quasi-word, compared with the real Lingwu Saint, it is the same as a local chicken and a dog!

Jiang Yuxuan was also hesitating, whether it was a Thunder Hell Scroll or a clay figure, they were all consumables, they were used less once, and good steel should be used on the blade, and now it was time for the crisis of nine deaths and one life?

"Arrogant, I'll see how you killed me a hundred times now!" Sun Lao looked at Jiang Yuxuan coldly.

"If you want to die, I can fulfill you!" Jiang Yuxuan made up his mind in his heart, no matter what, kill this guy first.

That's it, let's use the clay figure first, Jiang Yuxuan secretly said in his heart, with the energy contained in the clay figure, even if he sniped the guy opposite, there should still be a lot left!

"A quasi-spiritual martial saint, bullying a young junior, you are really shameless!" At this moment, a lazy voice sounded.

Hearing this voice, a look of surprise instantly appeared on Chang Sheng's face.

I saw a carefree middle-aged man, wearing clogs, wearing a green coat, holding a wine gourd in his hand, looking at Jiang Yuxuan and the others with drunken eyes.

"Ouyang Nuo!" After seeing the person clearly, Sun Lao's eyes flashed, and he gritted his teeth and said.

"Ouyang Keqing, it's you who are here!" Chang Sheng's face was filled with joy,

The Chang family and the Xu family can fight against each other all the year round, naturally they have their confidence, the grandson of the Xu family is a quasi-spiritual martial saint, and the Chang family naturally has it, and this Ouyang Nuo in front of him is that this person is free and uninhibited, but his personal strength is not said.

"Young Master, is there someone relying on his identity as a quasi-spirit martial saint to play hooligan here?" Ouyang Nuo took a sip of wine, and then said with a grin.

"Yes, there is indeed a quasi-spirit martial saint who is playing hooligan here!" Chang Sheng smiled, Ouyang Nuo is here, he is still afraid of a ball? The Xu family has its own heritage, but why don't the Chang family have it?