Chapter 69: The Angry Duan Lang

In the sky, the elder of the Broken Sword Sect pulled out a soft sword, and the soft sword shook and made a clattering sound, carving scales on the surface of the soft sword.

Spirit Snake Sword!

Several small white snakes came out of the sound of self-banging, twisting their bodies towards Ye Xuan.

Hiss!

The spirit snake opened its fangs and bit towards Ye Xuan viciously.

Rumble!

A golden flame ignited above Ye Xuan's palm.

"Break it for me!"

Ye Xuan shouted, his palm burst out, and the golden flame turned into a golden dragon, burning with a raging golden flame.

Swish!

The golden dragon shook the dragon's tail, destroyed the spirit snake like a bamboo, and rushed towards the old man with undiminished power.

The eyes of the elders of the Broken Sword Sect sank, and this flame golden dragon brought him a dragon power like a true dragon.

Zheng!

The fingers turned from the Spirit Snake Sword, and the blood that flowed out was absorbed by the Spirit Snake Sword and turned into a blood-colored long sword.

A thousand snake drinks!

A hundred-meter-long giant snake flew out of the soft sword, its mouth wide open, its fangs flashing.

Bang!

The originally rudimentary post station was reduced to ruins under the impact of the two, and the crowd surged.

Thousands of meters near Nanzhan Buzhou, Murong Zixuan and Liguna were no longer visible, and the elder who was chasing and killing the two women stopped at the junction, in a dilemma.

At this point, they returned empty-handed with the task given by Duan Lang.

Duan Lang, who was standing in the distance, his face was as gloomy as ink, and where he was standing, the surrounding area was as cold as an ice cave.

Sensing Duan Lang's anger, the elder of the Broken Sword Sect hated Ye Xuan to the bone, and said, "Boy, you are bad for my mission, I will let you die a bad death." ”

Ye Xuan saw that Murong Zixuan and Liguna were no longer there, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, even if the two of them were not there, even if they couldn't fight, even if they escaped, they wouldn't be restrained.

Hearing the old man's words, Ye Xuan said sarcastically, "Old man, don't say it so absolutely, I don't know who killed the deer." ”

"Really?"

The elder of the Broken Sword Sect hung the sword in front of his chest and said

Buzz...

The long sword exuded Dao sword intent on his chest, forming a wave of sword intent.

Ye Xuan, who was standing on top of the immortal body, sensed this power, and his playful expression gradually retracted, and a solemn look appeared in his eyes.

Buzz...

The wave of sword intent is getting faster and faster, and there is a faint sound of ten thousand swords ringing in unison.

"You can survive my move!" the Broken Sword Sect elder shouted angrily.

Sword coming!

The bottom has been transformed into a ruined blacksmith.

Boom!

Half-finished weapons soared into the sky.

The entire post station, the blacksmith shop, the weapon shop, as long as there are swords, all the long swords fly up into the sky and quickly come to him.

The dense weapons glowed coldly towards Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan, who was standing on top of the immortal body, saw the cold weapon with his eyes, pimples all over his body, and his brows were tightly locked, he didn't like this feeling very much.

The onlookers below from the Dongsheng Divine Continent and the barbarians from the Nanzhan Continent were shocked when they saw this scene, when had they ever seen such a formation.

The elder of the Broken Sword Sect looked at Ye Xuan coldly, pointed his finger at the distance, and said with hatred, "Go!"

Woohoo!!!

Dense long swords flew out one after another.

Ye Xuan's eyes were solemn, his hands were flat, slightly closed.

The immortal's huge palm was synchronized with Ye Xuan, Ye Xuan's body rushed to the middle of the immortal's hands, and sat down cross-legged, revealing the remaining gaps, Ye Xuan's ridicule spread.

"Look how you break my giant hand. ”

The words fell, and the giant hand was closed.

The long sword still rushed to the giant hand without hesitation.

Bite!

Bite!

Bite!

......

Sparks lit up from the giant hand and blossomed.

Seeing that his attack was useless against Ye Xuan, the eyes of the elders of the Broken Sword Sect showed a deep unwillingness.

The last spark was extinguished, and the dense long swords were scattered on the ground, forming a genuine sword mountain and a sea of swords.

The immortal's huge palm slowly opened, and Ye Xuan's body jumped out and appeared on the immortal's shoulder.

"Old man, what other means do you have to use it? Ye Xuan smiled lightly

"Good, good!!" the elder was furious.

Turning the Spirit Snake Sword on his chest, the tip of the sword was aimed at Ye Xuan, and endless spiritual power poured into the Spirit Snake Sword from the old man's dantian.

The Broken Sword Sect elder shouted, "Crazy Snake Break!"

Sou!

The Spirit Snake Sword passed through the sky with immeasurable spiritual power, and appeared in front of the immortal body in the blink of an eye.

Behind the Spirit Snake Sword, a hundred-meter-long snake conjured out and opened its bloody mouth.

The thick oppressive force swept in, Ye Xuan didn't dare to be careless, the spiritual power of the Qi Sea was transported to his right hand through the meridians, and the heaviness of his right hand broke out of his arm.

The right arm of the immortal body is the same as Ye Xuan.

"Heavenly Fist. ”

Ye Xuan shouted in his heart, and his right fist burst out, affecting the void.

The cyan fist slammed into the hundred-meter-long snake, and the two were at a stalemate.

The attack of the Spirit Snake Sword passed through the immortal body and directly acted on Ye Xuan's body.

On top of Ye Xuan's fist, blood marks gradually emerged, stinging the nerves.

Enduring the pain in his fist, Ye Xuan let out a low roar, and the spiritual power in his whole body surged towards the Heavenly Barbarian Fist.

For a while, Tianman's fist had the upper hand and suppressed the hundred-meter-long snake.

"How is it possible? He is just a true martial realm, how can it be possible that he has such a huge amount of spiritual power?!" the Elder of the Broken Sword Sect said incredulously in his heart

Looking at the Tianman Fist that had a slight upper hand, Ye Xuan smiled slightly, after the first battle of Wu Yan, it has been half a year, and in the past half a year, in addition to walking, he has basically put all the time in the Xianxuan space, although the realm has not increased too much, but the sea of qi in the body and the pores of the body are full of spiritual power.

Compared to the strength of the martial arts, there is a faint sign of breaking through to the Lingwu realm recently, but it is just a little bit of an opportunity.

And Duan Lang, who was not far away, narrowed his eyes slightly, faintly saw through everything, and his eyes flashed with essence.

In the end, under Ye Xuan's continuous spiritual power, the Tianman Fist broke through the hundred-meter-long snake, and the spirit snake sword spun and came out into the distance, sticking straight into the ground, and the sword body vibrate.

"How could it be, how could your strength be so strong!" the Broken Sword Sect elder said in disbelief

"You'll never understand this kind of pride. ”

Ye Xuan stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes missed the elder of the Broken Sword Sect, and looked at Duan Lang.

Bang bang bang...

Duan Lang clapped his hands and slowly stopped beside the elder of the Broken Sword Sect, laughing angrily

"Good, good, well-said, proud. ”

Ye Xuan's eyes gradually became solemn, and his body tensed.

"I don't know if your pride can hold my wrath. ”

Duan Lang's deep voice sounded, and the red ring on his left hand suddenly ignited with red flames.

A scene that shocked everyone appeared, and the sky behind Duan Lang became red for several miles, like a fire cloud facing the sky, and the flames were raging, reflecting the earth below red.

The many people under the fire cloud gradually sweated profusely on their foreheads, and although the sky was out of their reach, the oppressive force fell from the sky.

From a distance, the sky is divided into two colors.

Red and cerulean blue.

Feeling the oppressive force and the scorching heat of the flames, Ye Xuan's heart sank.

"Today I will press your pride to the ground and rub it hard, and let you know the consequences of angering me. Duan Lang said coldly

Leaping under the fire cloud, the palm of his hand slowly slapped out, the fire cloud rolled, and the huge palm slapped out of the fire cloud, bringing up a raging flame, and slapped towards Ye Xuan on the shoulder of the immortal.