Chapter 1320 is easily abnormal

In the silence, just as Ye Xuan thought, everyone's eyes looked at him, with a look of expectation, pity, sadness, and mockery, waiting for his body to break in two.

"Hahaha...... Boy, you're so awesome!" Han Yuan laughed, very excited, his already somewhat bloated and skin-rubbing face looked extremely hideous.

"Boss!" Liu Yong's face turned pale all of a sudden, and his eyes blinked rapidly.

"This sword is good, it's really good!" At the same time, Ye Xuan spoke, and a smile crossed the corner of his mouth: "It actually cut my flesh and skin a little, it's a bit interesting, it's difficult for ordinary Immortal Venerables to do." ”

What Ye Xuan said was not a lie, Han Yuan's sword actually broke his flesh and skin, which was indeed a bit beyond his expectations.

"You're not dead!?" Han Yi glanced at Ye Xuan in surprise, and the shock in his heart could be imagined.

The power and speed of his sword were the same as what Ye Xuan said, which ordinary Immortal Venerable could not do.

With such a powerful sword, Ye Xuan didn't die in a big heavenly position? I really can't believe it.

What the hell is going on? What is the problem? Han Yi stared at Ye Xuan deadly, as if he wanted to see something from him.

The onlookers around also froze all the wonderful expressions just now, and stood dumbfounded one by one.

Ye Xuan took a deep breath of satisfaction, comfortable! What I want is this feeling of pretending to be compared! When did the young master become so disgusted?

"Huh...... You're going to kill me, it's far away!" In the blink of an eye, Ye Xuan smiled and looked down at a trace of blood stained on the clothes on his chest.

"Hmph!" Han Yi's face sank at first, then he raised his head slightly, as if he had thought of something, he sneered: "You bleed, didn't you?"

"Yes!" Ye Xuan nodded, he was still very honest, and he did bleed.

"Then you still have to die, it's just that the death is miserable......" The corners of Han Yi's mouth pulled a playful look, as if he was waiting for Ye Xuan's whole body to fester.

"Hahahaha...... Mo Ling, my brother's Mo Ling is not something you can be low-grade, hahaha......" Not far away, Han Yuan laughed wildly, his cruel look undisguised.

......At the same time, the onlookers around all stepped back.

They were afraid that Ye Xuan's festering residue would immediately infect them, and the eyes in their eyes when they looked at Ye Xuan changed from shock to pity just now.

Death with a knife in the hands of Han Yi can be regarded as a blessing, and the worst thing is that he did not die with a knife, but his whole body festered and died.

"Eh?" Ye Xuan glanced speechlessly at the retreating people around him, and waved his hand: "I said big brother, when you say festering and dying, do you mean the toxins contained in the aura in your sword?"

Han Yi didn't speak, but he always had some bad feelings in his heart, Ye Xuan's disdain, and the disdain between his eyebrows, it didn't seem to be disguised, but in the heart of the law.

"That bit of poison is also poisonous, if you refine that toxin ten times or even a hundred times, maybe it can make the master dizzy, now ......"

Ye Xuan was very disdainful, it wasn't that Mo Ling was very poor, where was the talent and supernatural powers bad, it was Han Yi himself who was bad, his innate supernatural powers couldn't be practiced at home, that's all.

"What are you talking about!?" Han Yi's face finally changed greatly, Ye Xuan was too weird, he didn't die under the sword, nor did he die under the ink spirit, what the hell was going on?

"I said, you're ugly. Ye Xuan shrugged: "Now I still give you a chance, the previous two choices, which one to choose?" Although I don't like to kill weak chickens, if this weak chicken doesn't know what to do, I don't mind killing it." ”

"Damn it, damn it!" Where else could Han Yi choose at this moment? Ye Xuan was insulting him!

In anger, Han Yi's feet stepped on the ground one after another, the speed was extremely fast, the long sword in his hand pierced the air, swirling around Mo Ling, shooting rapidly, and the point of the sword was Ye Xuan's throat.

Ye Xuan's eyes flickered slightly, and he stood there, standing quietly, letting the long sword in his eyes get closer and closer.

After a breath.

Suddenly, two dazzling lightning-like divine lights shot out from Ye Xuan's eyes, Ye Xuan exhaled, and the momentum on his body changed suddenly.

Aggressive!

Morihan!

Overbearing!

Rampage!

..................

At this moment, Ye Xuan seemed to have become a king who had been in the top position for a long time, and he seemed to have become a domineering and short-tempered swordsman, and even had a feeling that the sword was in the person and the sword was not in the person.

"Touch!" Ye Xuan took a step abruptly, raised his right hand, and walked towards the long sword.

Such an action fell in the eyes of many people, and they were all dumbfounded, Ye Xuan actually wanted to fight against the long sword with his flesh/body?

In the blink of an eye, Ye Xuan's palm was only an inch away from Han Yi's long sword.

Han Yi was full of murderous intent, as ferocious as a beast, and blocked it with his palm...... He wanted to penetrate Ye Xuan's palm, still letting the tip of the sword cut Ye Xuan's throat.

However, at the same moment, Ye Xuan's palm, which was originally closed, suddenly separated, and his middle finger and index finger separated.

The sword body suddenly rushed in from Ye Xuan's middle finger and index finger heavy sword.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Xuan's middle finger and index finger abruptly merged again.

"Snort......" The piercing voice sounded, and Han Yi's body that rushed forward violently stopped, as if he had encountered a wall.

"Your sword, it's your love sword, right?" Ye Xuan's faint voice suddenly reached Han Yi's ears.

As soon as the voice fell, a golden light flashed above Ye Xuan's fingers.

That golden light was not an aura, but a dragon shadow, a divine dragon phantom.

Under the shadow of the Divine Dragon, Ye Xuan's fingers suddenly had tens of millions of levels of power.

With such power, two fingers are slightly broken!

"Click!" followed with a crisp voice.

It is clearly visible that the sword is broken, and the sword in Han Yi's hand is broken.

The second the sword broke, Han Yi's face turned pale for a moment, and he was shocked by the power of the collapse and vomited a mouthful ......of blood.

Han Yi raised his head slightly and looked at Ye Xuan, with a cold sweat behind his back.

So terrifying? His sword is a real sword! Ye Xuan can clip it with his fingers?

Who is this young man in front of him? How can he be so powerful? Could it be that he has been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger? Han Yi thought a lot.

The sudden scene made the audience fall silent again.

This time, even a fool can see it, this young man, this strange young man, this strange young man who only has this great heavenly position.

It's not as weak and stupid as everyone thinks, but ...... But...... It's playing.