Wang Xuan's tone like calling a girl made Zuo Yan almost angry, and his already gloomy face became even more gloomy, almost dripping water.

"What an arrogant boy! I really don't know who gave you the courage to talk to me like this, today I want you to know, what is called the sky and the earth is thick!"

Zuo Yan said, raised his right hand, and the palm of his right hand turned black.

Sun Erzhu hurriedly reminded on the side, "Boss, be careful, his hands are poisonous!"

The reason why the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect is called Ten Thousand Poisons is because their exercises and spells are very vicious, and they are often cultivated with various poisons, which Wang Xuan has long known.

Nodding at the moment, he gave Sun Erzhu a reassuring look, and with a wave of his hand, ninety-nine Qi Condensing Swords shot out and went straight to Zuoyan.

At this time, Zuo Yan's raised right hand was also slapped towards Wang Xuan, and a huge black palm phantom, mixed with a fishy smell, went straight to Wang Xuan.

Wang Xuan's Qi Condensing Sword and Zuo Yan's black palm shadow collided in the air.

After a violent roar, Wang Xuan's Qi Condensing Sword and Zuo Yan's black palm shadow both slowly faded until they disappeared.

Zuo Yan was shocked in his heart, although he didn't use all his strength in this palm just now, and only used seventy percent of his cultivation, it was by no means something that a kid in the early stage of foundation building could bear. But Wang Xuan took it so easily, and he couldn't help but think a little more about Wang Xuan's strength.

And the two elders of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect next to Zuo Yan were also taken aback. The cultivation of the three of them is among the best, and they are all at the peak of the foundation building period. In their opinion, even if Zuo Yan's palm couldn't destroy this kid in the early stage of foundation building, it would definitely make him seriously injured. But Wang Xuan took this palm so lightly, which made the eyes of the two people looking at Wang Xuan suddenly different.

But they didn't rush to make a move, in their opinion, although this kid was a little different, the gap between his cultivation and Zuo Yan was still like a chasm, and Zuo Yan would definitely wipe him out in the end.

Wang Xuan pursed his lips and said disdainfully: "Is it the peak of the foundation building period? That's it...... No matter what kind of cultivation you are, as long as you dare to kill my Lanyue Sect disciple, then you will die!"

As Wang Xuan spoke, with a wave of his hand, ninety-nine aura swords appeared again, instantly merging into an arm-thick aura sword that went straight to Zuo Yan's eyebrows.

Zuo Yan snorted coldly, and when he raised his hand, a white spider web appeared in front of him, which could block Wang Xuan's spiritual qi sword.

"With this kind of ability, you dare to say so much......"

Zuo Yan was just about to open his mouth to mock, when suddenly an incomparably domineering divine sense rushed into his sea of consciousness. Zuo Yan's heart resounded with thunder, and a coercion like heavenly power bombarded his sea of knowledge, making him stay on the spot before he finished speaking.

This is the power of the thunder power in Wang Xuan's divine consciousness, because the thunder dragon used the power of thunder on behalf of the heavens in ancient times, this makes the thunder power in Wang Xuan's divine consciousness and the power of the heavenly tribulation the same existence.

Although the power of the thunder in Wang Xuan's divine consciousness was far inferior to the Heavenly Tribulation in terms of power, it was by no means something that Zuo Yan's cultivation at the peak of the foundation building period could bear.

Not to mention the peak of the foundation building period, even if it is the Yuan infant stage.

Therefore, although it was only a moment, for Wang Xuan, a moment was enough.

So in the next moment, Zuo Yan felt a chill on his neck, and suddenly felt like he was flying.

When I looked down, I saw a headless corpse, which seemed to be somewhat familiar......

In the blink of an eye, Zuo Yan reacted that the body did not belong to others, it was his own.

I was about to scream, but I found that I couldn't open my mouth. Immediately afterward, he felt as if his head had been grabbed, and he lost consciousness as soon as it was dark......

At this moment, the two elders of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect who came with Zuo Yan were already dumbfounded, and their eyes showed a thick horror!

Just now, they saw Zuo Yan's cobwebs blocking Wang Xuan's aura sword, and then they felt a sudden flower in front of them, as if a figure flashed.

Then, they saw Zuo Yan's huge head flying high......

Then, I saw that there was an extra sword in the young man's hand, and Zuo Yan's head also appeared in the hand of the young man opposite, and his wide eyes were still full of incredulity and disbelief......

The two elders of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect glanced at each other, and saw shock and fear in each other's eyes.

Before they had time to think about it, the two of them were about to retreat when they used their cultivation, but at this time, a cold voice came to their ears, which made their bodies stiffen at the same time.

"If you want to leave, you can leave me too, the people of the Ten Thousand Poison Gate, don't even think about running away!"

As soon as the two of them gritted their teeth, they cultivated to run at full strength, and as soon as they made a move, they simultaneously launched their strongest spells to attack Wang Xuan.

A huge purple scorpion phantom appeared in front of the person, lifelike, and the huge tail needle flashed with a little cold light. The scorpion let out a hiss, and with a fishy wind, it came straight towards Wang Xuan.

The other person slapped his forehead, and countless black beetles suddenly came out of his body, and those beetles flapped their wings and flew towards Wang Xuan at the same time, as if they wanted to devour Wang Xuan alive.

Wang Xuan couldn't help but look solemn when he faced the strongest spells of the two peak cultivators of the foundation building period at the same time.

Raising the Sky Breaking Sword in his hand, he pointed at the huge scorpion, and shouted: "Break the sky!"

The Broken Sky Sword went straight to the scorpion, entangled with the scorpion, and roared incessantly.

Wang Xuan's right hand, which didn't look at this, raised his hand and slapped it towards those black beetles, and in a flash of thought, a huge rune appeared in front of the black beetles, and the rune was very mysterious, as if it could absorb the mind, silently enveloping those beetles.

After doing all this, Wang Xuan waved his hands continuously, and the ninety-nine spiritual qi swords went straight to the two Ten Thousand Poison Sect elders again.

A white cobweb appeared in front of the two Ten Thousand Poison Sect elders at the same time, blocking Wang Xuan's aura sword.

After more than a dozen breaths, the Broken Sky Sword was still fighting with the scorpion, but most of those black beetles were wiped out by the destructive power of Wang Xuan's death talisman.

Wang Xuan snorted coldly, and with a wave of his hand, the aura sword appeared again, this time it was divided into two strands, heading straight for the scorpion phantom and the black beetle.

After a violent roar, both the scorpion phantom and the black beetle vanished.

Wang Xuan's mind moved, the death talisman returned to his right hand and disappeared, and the Heaven Breaking Sword also returned to Wang Xuan's hand.

At this time, the ninety-nine spiritual qi swords were also consumed by the cobweb, but the two elders of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect were also broken by the spell, and each spewed out a mouthful of blood.

The two of them turned pale, looked at each other and turned around without looking back.

Wang Xuan snorted coldly, and his divine sense went straight to the two of them with the power of thunder. The two of them trembled, their eyes showed fear, and they finally realized what Fang Cai Zuo Yan felt......

At this moment, Wang Xuan's dragon body technique was fully unfolded, and he arrived at the two of them in an instant, his sword fell, and the two huge heads flew high, and they were grabbed by Wang Xuan in his hand.

Killing three peak cultivators in the foundation building period in a row, Wang Xuan was also very consumed, his chest was constantly rising and falling, and he gasped for breath.

Fortunately, Wang Xuan has cultivated the technique of meridian retrograde, and there is no need to deliberately exhale, the aura of heaven and earth will continue to enter the body and transform into aura.

After a few breaths, Wang Xuan suppressed his exhaustion and looked towards the top of the mountain with burning eyes.

At that moment, a slightly old voice came from the top of the mountain.

"I have some ability, come on, I'm waiting for you at the top of the mountain!"