"Haha...... Ye Troll, what is the situation in front of you, haven't you seen it clearly? You're not enough to compete with those of us! ”

The middle-aged man with white temples wiped a few traces of contempt on his face, and immediately laughed a few times and scolded.

"Really?"

Ye Xuan's eyes were cold.

"Boom!"

In his hand, the crimson blood sword bloomed with brilliant sword light, which was very dazzling.

"Ye troll, just take it! Here, it's up to you to make a mistake. ”

At this time, Shangqing Zhenren couldn't help but smile, didn't look at Ye Xuan in his eyes at all, and persuaded him.

Even if Ye Xuan was really as demonic as rumored, and could even kill a Tribulation Realm powerhouse, so what? In the eyes of the Shang Qing people, Ye Xuan is just garbage.

After all, Shangqing Zhenren is a real person who has been inherited to Penglai Xianshan! Although his strength is not in the middle of the Tribulation Realm, the forces behind him are something that no one in the world dares to provoke. Based on this alone, how dare Ye Xuan touch the Halal people?

"Ye Troll, you are indeed very strong, but don't forget, I am from Penglai Immortal Mountain!"

Shangqing Zhenren's eyes were extremely cold, staring at Ye Xuan deadly, and said in a cold voice.

"Whatever bullshit you don't care about Xianshan! A sword slashed! ”

Ye Xuan's face was pale, he hid the blade sword in his hand, and with a "bang", he flew down through the air and directly slashed at the Qing people.

"Arrogance! dared to shoot at the Shangqing people, and he was simply looking for death. ”

The old man with pale white hair and a stiff body, on his vicissitudes of life, wiped a few traces of hideous color, angrily glared at Ye Xuan, who was holding the Tibetan Sword, and shouted: "You go to die." ”

As soon as the words fell, the old man's body shook suddenly, and a terrifying force suddenly burst out of the old man's body.

The overwhelming air pressure rushed towards Ye Xuan like a stormy wave!

Ye Xuan only felt a sudden pain on his face, but the long sword in his hand was indestructible.

"Broken!"

Ye Xuan's expression was extremely serious, and he roared angrily.

The long sword in his hand was shining brightly and sharp, piercing at that terrifying air pressure.

"Boom!"

A violent crash sounded, and it was dull.

In an instant, the invisible air pressure was broken by Ye Xuan's sharp sword!

The power of Ye Xuan's sword is already obvious.

"Ye Troll's swordsmanship, as rumored, has indeed reached the realm of transcendent sainthood."

The old man with a pale face and white hair was stunned for a moment, and said in surprise: "Actually, it's just that the power of a sword is to break my attack." ”

"In the late stage of the Mahayana realm, you dare to be so arrogant? Garbage! ”

Ye Xuan smiled coldly, and there was a trace of ruthlessness in those deep eyes.

"Kill!"

Ye Xuan let out a low roar from his mouth.

Moment.

Hearing only a loud "boom", Ye Xuan's speed was extremely fast, just like a ghost, he directly bombarded forward and killed in front of the old man.

"Extinguish!"

Ye Xuan was expressionless and said indifferently.

At this moment, he was like a god of death, and the crimson blood sword in his hand was slashed down by him, and a cold sword slashed out.

"Zla!"

The sharp sword sliced through the air, and a clear cracking sound was heard.

That pale-haired old man never dreamed that Ye Xuan would be able to exert such a terrifying speed, even reaching supersonic speed.

And Ye Xuan's swordsmanship has reached an unfathomable and unfathomable realm!

That sword, very fast, so fast that it was dazzling, and even so fast that it was impossible to catch the trajectory of the blade with the naked eye.

The moment the cracking sound sounded, the old man with a pale face and white hair felt a cold feeling around his neck.

"Is your head off?"

That gray-haired old man, who had been high-spirited decades ago, was a rare powerhouse in the world.

But at this moment, he laughed bitterly a few times, and only heard a "click", and his head fell from his neck!

"Gollum" bubbled with blood, and with a "bang", it fell to the ground.

Those eyes didn't even have time to close, and the depths of the eyes were full of fear and surprise.

Yes, no one could have imagined that Ye Xuan's sword could actually be so fast!

Even if they had observed Ye Xuan's swordsmanship before, they couldn't guess that Ye Xuan's sword could actually be a little faster.

Martial arts in the world, only fast is not broken!

For a swordsman, the speed of swordsmanship determines victory or defeat, and a single thought determines life and death.

Therefore, as a swordsman, you must sharpen your swordsmanship to an extremely fast level! Otherwise, in the blink of an eye, the enemy's head will be cut off.

The sword is like thunder, like lightning, the faster the better!

Ye Xuan's swordsmanship is undoubtedly the secret of grasping "fast".

The people around him, at this moment, were even more sluggish.

A powerhouse in the late stage of the Mahayana realm, it stands to reason that his strength is much stronger than Ye Xuan, but just now, without even having room to fight back, he was cut off by Ye Xuan.

The people who were watching around couldn't help but think of the previous time, Ye Xuan defeated the Joyful Saintess who was a powerhouse in the early stage of the Tribulation Realm with one sword.

Defeat the early stage of the Tribulation Realm with one sword!

Slash the late stage of the Mahayana realm with one sword!

Ye Xuan, but in the middle of the Mahayana realm, he has repeatedly shocked people.

"What kind of pervert is this troll? Why! Why is he! How can such a terrifying power erupt? ”

The middle-aged man with white temples and a look of panic on his face, his eyes full of surprise, stared at Ye Xuan deadly, and asked in surprise.

"One sword defeated the Joyful Holy Maiden, and now, another sword has destroyed a late-stage Mahayana realm powerhouse. Where is the limit of his power? ”

Another middle-aged man, with a long body, was also shocked and puzzled.

At this time, even the Shangqing people had a few ugly colors on their faces.

After all, Ye Xuan killed a powerhouse in the late stage of the Mahayana realm with a single sword, and the impact on the hearts of the people around him was still very great.

There are some cowardly people, seeing such a powerful Ye Xuan, I'm afraid they don't even have the courage to make a move!

Ye Xuan is too strong, so powerful that it is terrifying.

That sword is fast and ruthless.

In the whole world, if the Mahayana realm is strong, those who dare to take Ye Xuan's sword may no longer exist.

"Hehe, everyone, don't be cowardly. Although the leaf troll is strong, he is only one person. We have here not only the powerhouses of the Mahayana realm, but also the powerhouses of the Tribulation Realm. What's more, the head of Wuyazi is in the small Wuya Mountain hundreds of miles away. Before, I have already informed the head of Wuyazi, and I believe that it won't be long before the head of Wuyazi will bring all his disciples here to join forces with us to kill Ye Xuan. ”

Shang Qing Zhenren had some timidity in his heart, but when he thought that Wu Yazi would rush here, his nervous heart couldn't help but relax.

"Not bad! Shangqing Zhenren is right, you must know that the head of Wuyazi is a strong man in the late stage of the Tribulation Realm, as long as he comes here in person and kills Ye Troll, it will definitely be like killing a dog. Haha......"

The middle-aged man with gray temples suddenly laughed a few times, he thought that Wuyazi had not come to Kunlun City, but now it seems that he was too worried.

In this Kunlun City, as long as there is no cliff in the town, Ye Xuan will not be able to make waves.

“…… A bunch of retards, are you talking about that dead man? ”

Ye Xuan couldn't help but sneered a few times, his eyes smeared with disdain, and said indifferently: "Wuyazi, I have already killed you." ”

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PS: It's gone today. I've been drawing in the library all day, and I'm very tired and tired. This is the third update of the day, and I did my best. Lunch is not a machine, just a student.

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