Yan Hao, eight zhang in the air, stretched out his hands and aimed at Ye Xingdu.

"Whoa, whoa!"

The red wings behind him burst into dazzling fireworks, one after another, lying in the palm of Yan Hao's hand.

The fireworks are so rich that they are like swallowing the flames of the sky, falling down from the sky and falling straight down.

"Xingdu, dodge quickly!" Unexpectedly, Ye Xingduan wanted to be tough, and Xuan Yuantian shouted in a hurry.

Anyone can feel that from a height of eight feet, the fireworks pouring out of Yan Hao's palms are unusual.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

At the last moment, seven explosions came out from the soles of his feet, and Yan Hao's face changed.

Aiming at Ye Xingdu's palm, he no longer hesitated, and increased his strength until his face and green tendons burst out.

"Bang Bang!"

The sky-devouring flames that rose out of Yan Hao's palms smashed the soles of his feet like spring water, surging out of power.

"So, what's that?"

The seven earth centers, in everyone's stunned gaze, rose one after another black light.

Black light, like a thick rock, splashed out.

The black light, with Yan Hao as the center, exploded one after another, obliterating all the dead corners of Yan Hao, and blowing up eighteen zhang in a row.

The black light is too powerful, and it is very irregular, one moment the center of the earth on the left side bursts out, the other time the right side, and even the center occasionally explodes one or two thick rocks.

Yan Hao was out of proportion, and everyone was stunned.

"You give me... I got carried away!" Yan Hao's eyes flashed with a trace of monstrous anger, originally, he still took care of the face of the Yan clan, and did not use all his strength but...

This is the man in front of him who forced him.

"Show me a good look, Lao Tzu, go all out!" Yan Hao sneered, clasped his hands together, and rose ten percent of his aura.

"Whoa, whoa!"

The Sky Devouring Flame, which was about to be devoured by the sputtering black light, was overtaken by Yan Hao at this moment and pressed back.

Everyone's faces were filled with a hint of consternation.

The eyes, sweeping through the black light, could be noticed at a speed visible to the naked eye: the black light that exploded eighteen zhang was dyed with monstrous red flames, and it fell straight down eleven zhang.

"Hahaha, Ye Xingju, what's wrong with you, aren't you very powerful?" The black light fell eleven feet straight into his eyes, and Yan Hao grinned.

"Lock the soul, explode!"

After Ye Xing finished speaking, Yan Hao's face changed, he hadn't exploded his soul yet?

"What... Whew..."

Everyone's faces were filled with a hint of consternation.

Can you fight Yan Hao like this without exploding the lock soul?

"What can you do even if you burst the soul lock, a low-status bastard like you, who will give you a good soul lock, don't tell me, the soul lock has always been something you picked up alone, yes, a one-year soul beast, there is indeed a possibility of winning. The incredible demeanor of everyone made Yan Hao sneer, and burst out the soul lock, which can indeed greatly increase the strength but...

If it's a year or ten years, it's not much different from useless.

"What's the matter, because I said it, didn't you dare to explode?" The more Ye Xing was like this, the happier Yan Hao became, making you behave so tricky at first.

"Bell!"

Ye Xingdu, his body exploded two soul locks in a row, and when the second one was blown up, everyone's eyes widened and their faces changed.

Millennium... This, this, this... How can it be?

Yan Hao, eight inches in the air, opened his mouth wide, and almost didn't fall from the air.

Behind Xuan Yuantian, Uncle Hei, who had gone out, had just come back when he saw their family fighting with the Yan clan, and he secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good, and the moment he rushed over, he saw the thousand-year-old soul beast that Ye Xing had burst open, and he gasped.

This, what's going on?

Why he...

Could it be that you have found a powerful master?

No, no, even if his master was a nine-star great spirit master back then, it would be impossible to kill a thousand-year-old soul beast.

Also, why did the Yan clan come to the door and settle the dispute with a junior?

Uncle Hei's eyes swept across the sky, and his complexion suddenly changed, the patriarch of the Yan clan!

How did he get here?

"Star farewell..."Uncle Hei was about to remind Ye Xing not to provoke the Fire Yan Clan, and saw the black light in the sky explode directly, devouring Yan Hao who was flying fireworks in the sky.

"This, what's going on?" It happened so fast that Yan Hao reacted too late, and the whole person was swallowed in a black light.

"Wow!"

In mid-air, a mouthful of blood and a miserable scream came out, Ye Xing exploded a five-inch pillar of light with a "bang" on the soles of his feet, and his body drew a silver streamline, which exploded into black charcoal, and Yan Hao, who fell to the ground in obedience to gravity acceleration, sealed his throat with a sword.

Yan Hao could even see the heat gushing out of his throat.

"You, how dare you..."

"Ahhh

Ye Xingduel is one enemy and ten in their eyes, even the nine elders, plus a patriarch, can't help Ye Xingdu, who will dare to provoke him.

Of course, Ye Xing decided that they would pay for their lives, and the moment the three swords slaughtered two hundred people, the sword heart once again slashed the tip of Yan Hao's throat at an unexpected speed.

Visually sword qi destroying the overwhelming moves, and... Two hundred people who fell to the ground... Eight hundred people, with a hint of fear on their faces, retreated sharply.

"Click, click, click!"

Everyone, self-explanatory, no longer has the confidence they used to have.

Eyes, sweeping over the eight hundred people who ran away with a slip of smoke, the hearts of the Xuanyuan people felt happy.

Ye Xing never killed Yan Hao, but just used the sword heart to cut his throat but skillfully to the point of not dying.

In this way, he can remember that the Xuanyuan clan, with his existence, is not easy to mess with.

After the light, there was nothing behind him, and the corners of Yan Hao's mouth were full of fear.

After many years of wandering through the barbarian domain, for the first time, someone made him feel terrified.

Yan Hao, his pale face met his eyes, Ye Xing let go of his sword heart, and said coldly to him: "You go, but... If you dare to come again, you can try. ”

Behind Yan Hao, Yan Yue, clenched his fists and released them several times.

Ye Xingdu!

I!

Hot Moon!

Definitely... Surpass you!

Lao Tzu, in front of his eyes, he was pointed at with a sword, but he couldn't do anything, Yan Yue's face, green tendons burst out, and he saw Ye Xing with eight hundred people, stepping back to the Xuanyuan clan.

Day after day, year after year.

The last time Ye Xing decided to fly the Nine Elders alone and beat the Yan Clan Patriarch, it had been rumored that everyone knew about it, and it was a familiar thing.

If you want to describe it in terms of time accumulation, it has been a year.

Since the last time Ye Xingduel defeated the Yan Clan instead of the Xuanyuan Clan, the Xuanyuan Clan's economy in all aspects has also become popular.

All clans, as long as it is a business in which the Xuanyuan clan participates, will help each other, all in order to please the Xuanyuan clan.

Of course, many people have doubted the incident of the Xuanyuan clan beating the Yan clan, as the first barbarian, the Yan clan is famous.

Therefore, being famous can be spread far and wide, and if you are a little notorious, it is easy to spread far and wide.

Because of this, some clans went to challenge the Yan clan after eating enough, wanting to see if the Yan clan had become weaker...

Those who held this idea, without exception, were beaten back like water dogs, and most of the clan's property was robbed as spiritual compensation for insulting the Yan clan.

It is precisely because of the existence of many self-inflicted hardships that more people believe that the Xuanyuan clan is not ordinary.

Of course, there are many of them who come to challenge the existence of the Xuanyuan clan.

The result, of course, was Ye Xing's decisive move, and the exaggerated sword qi alone scared away many people.

As for those whose faces remain unchanged and whose hearts do not beat, Ye Xing will not mind swinging a few more swords as a "gift" for them to visit their clan.

In the end, the news of the Xuanyuan clan's awesomeness spread ten, hundreds, and soon became the first clan in the barbarian domain and squeezed out the position of the Yan clan.

By the way, Uncle Hei's attitude towards Ye Xingduan has changed one hundred and eighty degrees, basically Ye Xingduel has to bow once he enters the house and say hello.

Even so, Uncle Hei was still worried about whether he would be retaliated against by Ye Xingju because of what happened in the past.

As we all know, now Ye Xingdu's power is so big that he is side by side with the elders, and in his opinion, Uncle Hei is also one level lower than him.

This is why Uncle Hei is still looking at Ye Xingdu's face now.

Sure enough, this world is respected by the strong.

Ye Xing decided to live for the first time, and felt the pleasure of being a "strong man", but...

He didn't know that at this time, Xuan Yuantian, who was admiring the flowers in the back yard, had a complicated look on his face, and while breaking the flowers and leaves, the corners of his mouth muttered:

"Let him go, not go... Let him go, not go..."