"Vertical son dare!" The Hanshan Ancestor let out a heaven-shattering roar, and the two long swords in his hands suddenly burst into an incomparably bright light.

The next moment, the two of them stood up and flew into the air, standing in the air.

"The sun is falling!" Then, the two of them shouted at the same time, and the sun-like light in their hands suddenly fell and fell to the ground.

No sound came out, and when the two suns fell on the ground, the entire ground seemed to turn transparent for a moment, and a strong light erupted, rising into the sky.

Heaven and earth suddenly came to a standstill.

At this moment, everything seemed to be bound by a strange force and stopped.

Even the burning flames seemed to be still for a moment.

I don't know how long later, on a clearing in front of the main hall, Yang Xuan was suddenly bounced out of the ground, and the blood stains on the corners of his mouth were dazzling.

At this time, his face was also full of horror.

He definitely didn't expect that the two Five Qi Great Venerables of the Cold Mountain Ancestor would be able to control a range of heaven and earth rules in an instant, forming a power space similar to the realm, and squeezing him out from under the ground.

Although this kind of control was only for a moment, the terrible feeling of being squeezed by the power of heaven and earth still made him seriously injured.

Fortunately, his wood-based aura is the world's first-class restoration magic technique, and between the frantic rotation of the colorful nebula, the injury has been rapidly recovering.

"Over there!" Hanshan Ancestor spoke at the same time, and the killing intent in his voice almost condensed into substance.

Before the words fell, the two of them had already flown from the air, and the two long swords, the brilliance skyrocketed, and they slashed straight towards Yang Xuan.

"Golden Moon Slash!" Yang Xuan drank lightly, his body had already bounced off the ground, and at the same time, there were several huge golden rays of light, which instantly pierced the sky, but it was not the Hanshan Ancestor who slashed, but behind him.

He didn't try to use the Golden Moon Slash to block the sword of the Hanshan Ancestor, because the Golden Moon Slash had not yet formed a formation, it was just an ordinary Dao technique, and it had not yet become a spell.

The golden moon broke through the sky, and two huge sword lights had already attacked.

"Block it for me!" Yang Xuan burst out, endlessly crazy, and in front of his body, a huge black shield suddenly appeared, extremely thick, and seemed to have the weight of a mountain.

"Boom!"

Two sword lights stabbed the shield, and the shield instantly split apart, while the two sword lights, the brilliance was still undiminished, and they stabbed Yang Xuan directly.

Since the first shield shattered, nine shields had already appeared in front of Yang Xuan, resisting the sword light.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The sound of explosions continued to sound, and just as the last shield shattered, the sword light finally weakened and hit Yang Xuan's chest.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spurted out again, and the wood-based aura frantically poured into the wound, repairing the huge wound.

At the same time, the two golden rays of light emitted by Yang Xuan, at the last moment, actually split into countless small golden moons, like a golden rain of light, and rushed straight towards the disciples of the Hanshan Sect who were still standing on the roof.

As if harvesting wheat, a large number of disciples fell.

Seeing a large number of disciples fall under the golden moonlight, the Old Ancestor of Hanshan was stunned, and at the same time, there was also a trace of fear in the hearts of the two of them.

The two Five Qi Great Venerables shot at the same time, and even made a few moves, but they couldn't even kill a martial artist in the Venerable realm, but they were passed out by Yang Xuan, who killed hundreds of disciples of the Cold Mountain Sect in a row, and both of them were going to lose their faces, and Yang Xuan's momentum would reach its peak.

In particular, the thought that Yang Xuan still had to continue to kill the disciples of the Hanshan Sect at the moment of life and death, completely disregarding his own life and death, this ruthlessness was really terrifying.

"This son must die!" The two didn't have to look at each other at all, they already understood each other's intentions.

Liu Yan stood on top of a roof, casually brushing aside a golden moon, dumbfounded.

This little golden moon naturally couldn't do him any harm, but Yang Xuan's ruthlessness made him feel a chill in his bones.

If it was possible, he didn't want to be an enemy of Yang Xuan.

In the face of such a madman, he was afraid.

"All disciples, leave this place immediately!" the Cold Mountain Ancestor suddenly shouted loudly.

"No one can leave!" Yang Xuan laughed wildly, and the whole person began to sink again, disappearing from the ground.

"Come out for me!" The long sword in the hand of the Hanshan Ancestor reported a brilliant light, turning into a scorching sun, and he was about to exert his domain to shock Yang Xuan out.

The next moment, everything that happened in front of them suddenly made the two of them stunned, and even, they felt a chill rush from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.

Guo Jinhuan's face was full of fear, everything that happened in front of him was completely out of his cognitive range, making him feel cold all over his body, as if he was in hell.

Liu Yan completely forgot about his surroundings, there were still several golden lights flickering, and he stared blankly ahead, allowing the golden moon to cut through his clothes.

"This ...... That's impossible. He muttered to himself, and his body began to tremble involuntarily.

The scene in front of me is like the end of the world.

Yang Xuan appeared in the place where the disciples of the Hanshan Sect were most concentrated, and around him, countless disciples of the Hanshan Sect turned into dried corpses, fell on the roof, and fell to the ground, turning into countless pieces.

This horrific scene deeply stimulated everyone's senses.

Devil!

Everyone's hearts trembled and such a thought arose.

Some of the disciples were already shaking their legs and their pants were soaking wet.

At this time, Yang Xuan was extremely grateful to the biology teacher in his previous life for telling him a sentence: 70% of the human body is composed of water.

Between thoughts, the water in the bodies of the disciples of the Hanshan Sect was extracted and they turned into dry corpses, which was not the formation arrangement of the water aura, but the effect caused was worse than any formation.

Yang Xuan's figure moved quickly, like a god of death walking in the world, and wherever he passed, countless dried corpses appeared and harvested life.

He no longer had time to think about whether he was cruel or not, he only knew that kindness to the enemy was cruelty to himself.

Among the fallen corpses, there were also dozens of innate masters.

These innate masters, sent out, are all overlords of one party and are respected, but they can't imagine that they will all be killed by Yang Xuan at this moment.

This is already all the innate masters of the Hanshan Gate, originally they were scattered around, and Yang Xuan was not easy to find, but the ancestors of the Cold Mountain appeared here, how could they not come.

There are also a few first-line heavenly masters, although in front of Yang Xuan's pumping technique, they can resist for a moment, but it is only for a moment, and they follow in the footsteps of other disciples.

Among them, including Guo Jinhuan, until he died, he didn't understand what kind of existence he was facing.

No one can resist such a strange attack.

In an instant, the disciples of the Hanshan Gate were killed and wounded.

"Die!"

"Die!"

Hanshan Ancestor and Yang Xuan shouted at the same time, and their voices soared into the sky.

The difference was that the Cold Mountain Ancestor sent an extremely brilliant attack to Yang Xuan, but Yang Xuan ignored it and launched an attack on Liu Yan and another Venerable-level master.

Yang Xuan's pumping technique is ineffective against masters at the Venerable level and above.

Because, when the strength has reached the Venerable level, the innate power in the body has become self-contained, forming a protection that can lock the water and block Yang Xuan's thoughts.

"Poof!"

Two rays of light flashed, shattering Yang Xuan's protective black armor and passing through his body.

The green light flickered wildly, Yang Xuan endured the severe pain, and under his intention to avoid the vital point, as long as he was given a few breaths, these wounds could be restored.

In front of him, Liu Yan and another Venerable-level master had been pressed down by a mountain peak that suddenly appeared, and they couldn't die anymore.

"Ahh

"Why don't you die, why don't you die?" the Hanshan Ancestor shouted frantically, his face hideous, and his long sword stabbed out again and again, and the brilliance splashed.

They really couldn't figure out why Yang Xuan was so difficult, and his wounds could be quickly healed when he was seriously injured.

When Yang Xuan dodged, the wound on his body that had just recovered was pierced open.

At this time, the aura in his body was close to running out of oil, and the colorful nebula was almost stopping, and even the wood-based aura that he relied on to save his life was about to be exhausted.

"Let's go!" Yang Xuan knew that if he stayed any longer, he would have to explain here today.

With his mind decided, he avoided a few sword lights one after another, and added a few more wounds to his body.

The next moment, his whole body suddenly sank to the ground and disappeared without a trace.

"Falling Tianyang!" The Cold Mountain Ancestor did not hesitate, and the domain directly stabbed into the ground.

Burst!

On the mountain road of the Hanshan Gate, Yang Xuan was bounced out, but he didn't stop at all, and the whole person turned into a streamer and rushed towards the bottom of the mountain.

"Chase!" How could the Hanshan Ancestor let Yang Xuan go, the sword light burst out, and he flew in the air, and chased after him directly.

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