"Witch, you actually dare to betray the master, join forces with the Ye troll, and kill the master. You are even more hateful than Ye Troll. ”

The man with white temples, his eyes were extremely gloomy, his expression was extremely serious, he stared at the free saint and scolded sharply.

For the man's scolding, the Saint Maiden just smiled and didn't take it to heart at all.

After all, the kind of despicable person who has no cliff, damn it!

"I'll cut you first!"

Ye Xuan's eyes were cold, since the Saintess of Freedom was unwilling to respond more, then all this should be solved by him!

Anyway, the current Ye Xuan has absolute strength, rivaling the Shangqing people who are the powerhouses of the mid-tribulation realm.

As for the other powerhouses in the late stage of the Mahayana realm, or in other words, half a foot into the Tribulation Realm, Ye Xuan didn't look at it at all.

A sword sweeps, and there is no forgiveness for killing!

"Boom!"

Ye Xuan's face was smeared with ruthlessness, and he was killed in an instant, and the whole person, like a ghost, was directly killed in front of the middle-aged man with white temples.

"Bang!"

Ye Xuan's physical strength had already reached a very terrifying realm, and he didn't even use the long sword in his hand, and directly slammed into the body of the middle-aged man with his extremely hard body.

"Boom!"

That middle-aged man was a powerhouse at the peak of the Mahayana realm, and almost half of his feet had stepped into the Tribulation Realm.

He originally thought that his physical strength was beyond Ye Xuan's!

Therefore, he dared to use his body to collide with Ye Xuan.

But the moment his body and Ye Xuan's body touched, he regretted it.

Ye Xuan's incomparably hard body had reached a realm comparable to that of a tank, and the physical strength of an ordinary cultivator could not be compared to it at all.

The moment the two collided, the middle-aged man's expression changed drastically, blood spurted out of his mouth, and he flew out upside down on his back.

"Hehe, I'll give you a try of "Northern Xuangong"! ”

Ye Xuan sneered a few times, running the technique of "Northern Profound Xuangong" in his heart, Ye Xuan had cultivated the [Yantian Dao Technique] and [Immortal Technique], which greatly enhanced his comprehension of other techniques.

Therefore, Ye Xuan only took a short time to learn and cultivate the "Northern Profound Skill".

The biggest feature of the Evil Spell is that it can maximize the power of the cultivator in a short period of time!

"Northern Darkness Xuangong!"

Ye Xuan said silently in his heart.

At that moment, a stream of dark black light suddenly enveloped Ye Xuan's body.

Ye Xuan, at this moment, was like a devil, extremely terrifying.

He stretched out his right hand, which was shrouded in black light, and grabbed the middle-aged man's throat directly.

"You!"

The middle-aged man's expression changed drastically, and he never expected that Ye Xuan would be so vicious.

"Hehe, the head of the cliff in your eyes, is cultivating this method. Now, what do you think is the power of this technique? ”

Ye Xuan's eyes were extremely gloomy, his face was expressionless, he just sneered, and the right hand that was clasping the middle-aged man's neck became more and more powerful.

Soon, the middle-aged man was out of breath.

"You, you, let go of me."

The middle-aged man's face was pale and frightened, and he panicked to the extreme, struggling and struggling.

However, no matter how the middle-aged man struggled, Ye Xuan was unmoved.

Ye Xuan just locked the middle-aged man's throat tightly, and the depths of his deep eyes wiped over the endless cold color, and said indifferently: "Your strength is mine now." ”

After speaking.

Ye Xuan's right hand shook suddenly, and a deep black brilliance was released from Ye Xuan's body.

The dark black brilliance, like a thin and soft black snake, crawled out of Ye Xuan's body and crawled onto the middle-aged man.

The dark black brilliance, like a black chain, wrapped around the middle-aged man.

"Click!"

The middle-aged man felt a sudden pain in his body.

At this time, the middle-aged man's face was bloodless, and he clearly noticed that the dark black brilliance actually seeped into his skin and fused with his blood.

And the blood in his body suddenly became hot, flowing endlessly to the outside!

"Loose, let go of me."

The middle-aged man's face was as white as snow, and he kept shaking his legs, struggling, desperately, but to no avail.

The black brilliance that seeped into the middle-aged man's body sucked up the essence of the blood in the middle-aged man's body at an extremely fast speed.

"Bobo!"

The air around Ye Xuan fluctuated violently.

Ye Xuan's dark black eyes, at this moment, turned scarlet like blood, as if a bead of blood was embedded in the eye socket.

It's terrifying!

With the black brilliance, constantly devouring the power of the middle-aged man, Ye Xuan's blood-red eyes suddenly bloomed with brilliant brilliance, which was really extraordinary.

The people around were all stunned at this moment!

Ye Xuan, what exactly did you do?

The black brilliance that surrounded Ye Xuan's body, as if he had consciousness, emitted a terrifying power.

"Get out!"

Soon, Ye Xuan let go of his right hand and threw the middle-aged man to the place.

But at this time, the middle-aged man was as thin as wood, like a withered corpse, and the only luck was that the man was still alive.

Life!

The man had lost his life.

And all of that vitality poured into Ye Xuan's body.

"Ahem."

The middle-aged man, coughing heavily, spurted blood from his mouth, he was like a withered firewood, which made people feel frightened.

"You, what exactly have you done to me?"

The middle-aged man's face was withered, and his eyes were deeply sunken into his sockets, which made people feel very terrifying, he stared at Ye Xuan and said sharply.

"Suck your vitality and deprive you of your strength."

Ye Xuan's cold eyes turned bright red like blood, gloomy and terrifying, he stared at the middle-aged man coldly, and said indifferently: "Now you are no longer a cultivator, but a complete waste. ”

"You!"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, his eyes were full of hatred, he glared at Ye Xuan angrily, and roared angrily: "Ye Troll, you don't have to die well." ”

"Hehe, as you say, I really don't want to die. Since I chose to incarnate as a demon, it means that I have been mentally prepared for a long time. I swear, you people, don't want to live well. ”

Ye Xuan's eyes were extremely cold, his face was bloodless, he just looked at the others coldly, and said coldly.

"This method is cultivated by the head of Wuyazi. Could it be that before, the head of Wuyazi has always been such a despicable person? ”

Shangqing Zhenren was stunned for a moment, and a trace of surprise flashed on his face, and he said in surprise.

(End of chapter)