Yang Xiu was trapped in the ten-mile yellow sand formation, although his face was serious, he was not afraid.

Listening to Wen Aoxuan's words, Yang Xiu smiled indifferently and said, "I've been playing with you, don't you see it?" If you dare to pretend to be garlic in front of me with this strength, you are the real arrogance!"

Yang Xiu's words made Wen Aoxuan slightly stunned.

The Nine Reunion Spirit disciples on the Sun Sword Peak looked even more surprised: In such a situation, Yang Xiu was still so crazy, did he have to completely provoke Wen Aoxuan and make it impossible for him to end it?

Jian Xingzhou sneered, he wished that Yang Xiu was more arrogant and presumptuous.

In this way, the more angry Wen Aoxuan was, the heavier he would teach Yang Xiu a lesson.

Jian Xingzhou's eyes showed a murderous look, and he was looking forward to it in his heart...... Wen Aoxuan had better be able to abolish Yang Xiu.

Even if Jian Xingzhou had the strength of Wen Aoxuan, he would not dare to abolish a demonic genius with top king qualifications, but Jian Xingzhou believed that ...... Wen Aoxuan can!

Because, in the Imperial Sword Pavilion, the Wen family is much more capable than the Jian family.

With Wen Aoxuan's talent and status, even if Yang Xiu is abolished, it is not a big deal.

If Yang Xiu is abolished, then, the Imperial Sword Pavilion will naturally not leave a wasted person, and when Yang Xiu leaves the Imperial Sword Pavilion, with the strength of the Jian Dynasty, Jian Xingzhou can fiddle with Yang Xiu as much as he wants!

Therefore, at this moment, Jian Xingzhou was smiling fiercely and excitedly, with a look of anticipation.

Wen Aoxuan was indeed completely enraged by Yang Xiu, and his face was extremely gloomy.

"Since you are so presumptuous, then you don't have to choose, Ben Shao first took an arm, and then broke one of your legs, so that you become a wasted person, get out of the Imperial Sword Pavilion!"

A hint of scarlet flashed in Wen Aoxuan's eyes, and he roared loudly.

With that, his hands holding the Xuanbing stone stick tightened, and his body shuttled between the formations, looking for the next opportunity to make a move at Yang Xiu.

No matter how strong Yang Xiu's body was, Wen Aoxuan didn't believe that he could withstand the heavy blows of the Xuanbing stone stick and the sharpness of the Xuan-rank Lingbao Battle Sword.

Yang Xiu's spiritual perception was released to the limit, locking Wen Aoxuan's body as if it were nothing.

Suddenly, Yang Xiu greeted Wen Aoxuan, took a step forward, and smiled indifferently: "Formation, it's not just you!"

As Yang Xiu's foot fell, suddenly, three brilliant formation imprints flashed in Yang Xiu's body.

Sun Pattern Brand, Moon Pattern Brand, Star Pattern Brand!

The surging vitality was affected by the imprint of the three formations, turning into a series of formation patterns, which manifested in all directions in an instant.

Three lights and dust array, become!

The Three Lights and Dust Formation are only fourth-order formations, and they are not as good as Wen Aoxuan's fifth-order formations, the Ten Miles Yellow Sand Formation.

As soon as the formation was revealed, it was completely suppressed by the Ten Mile Yellow Sand Formation.

However, Yang Xiu's vitality is surging, and he can also maintain a radius of ten meters, which is his own formation area.

Yang Xiu is also a Qimen Warlock, but his formation is only for the sword formation, and his formation attainments are naturally inferior to Wen Aoxuan, a professional Qimen Warlock.

Unless the sword formation is used, Yang Xiu's strength does not completely rely on the formation.

Yang Xiu used the Three Lights and Dust Formation, just to squeeze out the opponent's formation space, so that he could have a territory of his own, so that he would not be attacked by the opponent's formation all the time.

At the same time, also give yourself a certain distance to judge the time.

Yang Xiu was able to determine which direction Wen Aoxuan was in through spiritual perception, and when Wen Aoxuan came over, there was a distance of ten meters between them that belonged to his own formation, and Yang Xiu had enough time to deal with Wen Aoxuan's attack.

Looking at the sky, Yang Xiu's body flashed a formation imprint, and a series of formation patterns appeared around his body, and the disciples on the Sun Sword Peak looked shocked one by one.

What's the situation?

Yang Xiu actually ...... Also a Strange Warlock?

In the ten-mile yellow sand array, Wen Aoxuan's surprised voice also came out: "You are also a Qimen Warlock?"

However, after exclaiming, Wen Aoxuan turned to a sneer: "It's a pity, your formation is a fourth-order formation, and Ben Shao's formation is a fifth-order formation......! Why fight me?"

As soon as the words fell, Wen Aoxuan's body burst forward, waving the Xuanbing Treasure Stick in his hand, and slamming it towards Yang Xiu.

Yang Xiu sensed Wen Aoxuan's approach, his eyes bloomed with a fine light, and with a lift of his left hand, there was a high-grade spirit soldier sword in both hands, which appeared in his hand, holding two swords.

This time, Yang Xiu had already prepared, the muscles in his body collapsed, and the dragon blood in his body boiled.

Wen Aoxuan had just rushed into the range of the Sanguang Tongchen Array, and Yang Xiu's gaze had already locked on the other party's figure.

Boom –

This stick was extremely terrifying, and the formation between the two was instantly defeated.

The Xuanbing Treasure Stick drove straight in and slammed into Yang Xiu's head.

If this stick is drawn, even if Yang Xiu has a copper head and iron bones, he will be smashed and seriously injured.

At this moment, two sword lights crossed and slashed out.

Yang Xiu brandished two high-grade spirit treasure battle swords at the same time, crossed one block, and collided with the Xuanbing Treasure Stick.

Bell –

A crisp popping sound, deafening.

The two high-grade spirit treasure battle swords trembled violently, but Yang Xiu's hands holding the hilt of the sword were as steady as Mount Tai.

The violent impact made Yang Xiu's body retreat involuntarily, and he withdrew ten meters in the air, but the two swords were firmly crossed in front of him, and the Xuanbing Treasure Stick couldn't get close to Yang Xiu even a bit, let alone draw Yang Xiu's head.

Blocked?

Wen Aoxuan looked shocked!

Before a stick, Yang Xiu was shocked to fly, but now, under the impact of the Xuanbing stone stick, he retreated normally, which is obviously different.

Under the two Spirit Treasure Battle Swords, Yang Xiu's head was slightly raised, meeting Wen Aoxuan's gaze.

What caught Wen Aoxuan's eyes was a calm face, slightly with a hint of excitement.

"That's it, come again...... I'll keep playing with you!"

Yang Xiu snorted coldly, the strength of his whole body exploded, and the double swords pushed forward, and suddenly the Xuanbing stone stick rebounded.

Whew!

Two sword lights flashed, and Yang Xiu immediately launched a fierce counterattack.

Although the two swords in his hands were both spiritual treasures, Yang Xiu did not mean to destroy the spiritual treasures to fight from a distance, so he fought with Wen Aoxuan in close quarters.

This kind of battle is enough to be bloody and passionate, and it can make Yang Xiu adapt to the cultivation as quickly as possible to break through the ninefold physical strength of the Gathering Spirit Realm.

Therefore, Yang Xiu was not in a hurry to use the sword formation!

He has just broken through cultivation, and he needs a big battle, a hearty battle, to quickly adapt to cultivation and lay a solid foundation for breaking through the realm of Xuanjun in the future.

Wen Aoxuan is confident, with his own physical strength, as well as the weight of the Xuanbing stone stick, he fights fiercely in close quarters, and he is definitely worthy of Yang Xiu.

"If you want to play, I'll play with you!"

Wen Aoxuan waved the Xuanbing Treasure Stick at great speed, collided with Yang Xiu's double swords, and snorted: "Look who will die in the end!"