The Frost Flame Spirit Fox's narrow fox eyes were full of horror, even fear, he didn't know how many people had come, and he didn't know how long time had passed, only the blood of the stumps on the ground in front of him had soaked all the originally lush bushes and grass, and a thick layer of blood and flesh was spread on the ground, like an abyss purgatory, which made people tremble. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ever since the incomparably powerful blood-colored ring knife rose into the air, the place where Yang Xuan and the Frost Flame Spirit Fox were staying had already been filled with an endless stream of people coming, a team of five, as if it had been set.

Yang Xuan's sword has never stopped, often a single sword can harvest the lives of several people, it can be seen that Yang Xuan is angry to the extreme, even if he has slashed hundreds of disciples of the Sword Sect, the killing intent on his body has not weakened, and there is even a tendency to increase.

At this moment, he was like a killing god, and the three-foot blood blade waved without mercy, making the Frost Flame Spirit Fox look a little cute, full of surprise and panic.

"He's even more murderous than those brainless monsters......"

Yang Xuan didn't think so, his Lingtai was extremely clear, and it was even much better than ordinary Shang, he only felt that this group of disciples of the Dao Sect should be killed, just like a few years ago in that barren cottage, slaughtering thousands of thieves and horses.

Relying on the absolute power of thousands of miles, he is the king and hegemon, disregarding the lives of others, and even doing such evil things that hurt heaven and reason, and people and gods are angry.

Yang Xuan stood in the sea of blood in the mountain of corpses, surrounded by densely packed monks with big swords on their backs, their expressions were full of horror, looking at the miserable situation in the field in amazement, gasping for air, swallowing saliva, and even some people's legs began to tremble.

The pungent bloody breath filled a radius of hundreds of miles, accompanied by a fresh breeze, not only did not dissipate, but became more and more intense.

"He, he's the devil......"

"How can it be so strong? This is very different from what Senior Brother Song Tao and Senior Brother Zhang Tianhua said."

"This kind of strength is already their level of existence."

The onlookers shrank and did not dare to step forward, even though the blood of the corpses in the audience was from the same door, no one dared to make a move.

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking the sky in the distance, everyone was stunned, and their eyes looked together, and after a while, the crowd slowly separated, making way for a way, only to see five people led by Song Tao, no, plus the dying young man who was carried in the hands of one person, the six people walked slowly towards the field.

Song Tao and Zhang Tianhua's faces were gloomy and terrifying, and they smelled the rich and pungent bloody aura here from a long distance, and they had long decided in their hearts that if their disciples had a conflict with that Yang Xuan, there would inevitably be deaths and injuries, but this bloody aura was too strange, and when they took a closer look, they knew what had happened.

"You did all this?" Song Tao's voice was cold, revealing a touch of calmness.

Yang Xuan didn't, and there was blood flowing down from the blade of the long sword, dripping on the grass soaked in a piece of sticky blood and flesh, splashing an inconspicuous blood flower.

His gaze fell on the young man who was held in his hand by a disciple of the Tyrant Sword Sect, covered with incomparably terrifying wounds, hundreds of them, his clothes had already been torn, and they were scattered on his body, barely able to be used as a cover.

What made Yang Xuan frown the most was the aura emanating from the young man's body, which was no different from ordinary people, if he remembered correctly, when he first saw the three of his master and apprentice, the young man, that is, Mo You, was obviously a cultivator who had just entered the realm of creation and transformation......

In this case, there is only one possibility.

Yang Xuan's face suddenly turned cold, gloomy to the extreme, the long sword swung slightly, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Song Tao and the others, and said in a low voice as if talking to himself, "This...... You did it?"

"Hmph" Song Tao snorted softly, his heart was awe-inspiring, but his face was silent.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Tianhua opened his mouth on the side, his face rarely lost such a palpitating perverted look, and turned solemnly, "Kill me so many disciples of the Badaomen, and you can still be so light-hearted, maybe you are a character, but unfortunately, you have found the wrong object of catharsis."

"A sword thunder" Yang Xuan didn't bother to argue with them, the matter had come to this, everything was in his eyes, and it was useless to say some meaningless nonsense, the sword in his hand was suddenly raised, and in an instant, a brilliant golden sword shot straight into the sky, rolling the general trend of the sky.

Song Tao and the others looked slightly stunned, they didn't expect that Yang Xuan didn't even bother to do the pre-war declaration, such a reckless move, could he really be sure that he could compete with himself and Zhang Tianhua, the two masters of the realm of creation and transformation, with the strength of one person?

What's more, there are thousands of disciples of the Badao Sect, even if they are cannon fodder, they will somewhat stop his movements.

The next moment, the two of them were suddenly stunned, and the bright sword light came out of their hands, obviously rising in front of them, but why was that trajectory so elusive?

The sword seems to travel through space, appearing and disappearing, and the speed is astonishing.

"How can this be?" Before there was time to sigh, a thought appeared in the minds of the two, and was immediately replaced by horror, gritting his teeth, the big knife was raised in an instant, and it was displayed in front of him, and the next moment, only a heart-shaking and violent humming sound was heard, and the boundless air waves stirred and stirred, and all the monks standing near him fell down.

The two people who were in the middle of Yang Xuan's offensive actually slid out uncontrollably, and their four legs ploughed out extremely deep ravines on the ground.

Yang Xuan shot out angrily, and with just one sword, the two of them were inferior.

"This can't be ......" Song Tao's face was full of disbelief, the hand holding the big knife was still numb, and the pain from the household registration couldn't help but invade the nerves of the two.

"He's so strong?"

"Didn't you say he hurt you by sneak attack?"

"It was, but it's ......"

The rest of the Badao Sect people all had a ghostly expression, among the thousands of disciples present, the existence of absolute top-notch strength, but they couldn't block the other party's sword, this situation seemed to be a bit beyond their cognition.

Mo You raised his head with difficulty, a glimmer of brilliance suddenly flashed in his empty eyes, and the pain from his body had become numb, at this moment, only the man in the green shirt in his eyes reawakened the long-lost hope in his heart.

"You're just in a desperate situation, why ......"

"A sword thunder" responded to them with an incomparably dazzling sword light that rose again.

Song Tao and Zhang Tianhua glanced at each other, they both gritted their teeth fiercely, their faces were extremely hideous, and the oncoming sword light lost the weird speed it had before, but it had another aura of its own, only strong but not weak.

"Gengjin Knife Wheel"

"Tempest Flails"

Suddenly two roars, but the two of them sacrificed the power of vision, what time, a crazy rotating giant knife wheel crossed the air, stirring up the wind in the sky, on the other side, the sudden wind seemed to be like a substance, grasped by Zhang Tianhua in his hand, like two invisible long sides, but encompassing the general shape.

The huge ring knife in his hand shook his hand, as if it was tightly entangled by a raging wind chain, and Zhang Tianhua's attack method changed instantly.

It was the first time Yang Xuan had seen such a strange vision, but he was only slightly surprised, this kind of vision was even inferior to the Extremely Frozen Heaven Domain of the Heavenly Palace.

The next moment, the sword light was declared to disappear under the impact of the power of the two visions, and the two of them were like being killed by lightning, and their feet were staggering back a few steps before they stood firm, and the rapidly rotating knife wheel almost stopped, but it rotated again under Song Tao's control.

On the other side, Zhang Tianhua was the same, and Qi Gen, who was shocked by the strong force that collided with the sword, was submerged into the ground.

"This ......" The two glanced at each other, and they both saw the solemnity and disbelief in each other's eyes, and they suddenly firmly established a thought in their hearts, they couldn't go on like this, the other party's strength was obviously stronger than them, and they must make the first move, forcing him to have no power to fight back.

As soon as they thought of this, the two of them roared angrily, and the knife wheel and chain knife moved one after another, stirring up a vast coercion, and the mountains and tsunamis attacked Yang Xuan like a tsunami, and for a while, the wind was whistling, and the blade was buzzing, and the momentum was huge.

The distance of 100 meters passed in an instant, and at this time, the vision attack of the two was only a few feet away from Yang Xuan, but they did not see his panic at all.

"He's ...... Fearless or ......"

"The fart has no fear, as soon as the vision power of Senior Brother Song Tao and Senior Brother Zhang Tianhua comes out, no matter how strong he is, he can't resist it, and serious injury is the lightest end"

“......”

Although the crowd was shocked, they were also stunned and had some opinions on the situation in the field, and compared to Yang Xuan, who had no clear origin, they hoped that the two powerful disciples of their own sect would win.

Suddenly, in front of everyone's eyes, Yang Xuan moved, and the three-foot blood blade that pointed diagonally at the ground suddenly slashed out, and at this moment, the knife wheel and chain knife were only a few inches away from Yang Xuan's front door.

A terrifying scene happened, as the long sword slashed out, there was a strange and inexplicable power out of thin air in the space, a strong will to destroy, the long sword pointed at, the air trembled violently, as if it could not withstand this coercion.

As far as the eye could see, the bloody limbs on Yang Xuan's side, the trees and grasses, all exploded into powder, floating in the field.

Then, the rotation of the knife wheel instantly stopped, and from the extended blade, it began to disappear inch by inch, as if it was eroded by an inexplicable strange force, and the situation of the chain knife was the same, and after a moment's effort, the two visionary forces collapsed, and there was no longer the slightest thing.

"Poof......" A mouthful of blood spurted out of Song Tao and Zhang Tianhua's mouths, turning into a thick blood mist and splashing all over the body.

"It can't ......"

"He didn't use the power of vision, how could he ......"

The frightened body rose one after another, and before the panic was over, he saw a more piercing sword rising up, accompanied by Yang Xuan's voice like the head of the Nine Demons, "A sword thunder"

It was another sword, and wherever the sword went, everything collapsed, and the endless power of destruction churned in the field.

The sword light spread away, the speed was extremely slow, but the strange five people dodged, not that they didn't want to, but they couldn't, the sword that seemed to be as slow as a turtle locked all the monks in the field in a situation that was absolutely impossible in the eyes of everyone, under the traction of the qi machine, let alone running, even if it was extremely difficult to move a foot.

The horror gradually magnified in their eyes, and the terrifying sword light was already close at hand, and they could already feel the sharp pain that seemed to tear their whole bodies.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

With a few dull explosions, the whole person of the monk at the edge instantly exploded into a blood mist, and then the blood mist exploded again, becoming powder, and completely lost his track between heaven and earth.

Song Tao and Zhang Tianhua were already unable to make a sound in horror, and they were watching their clothes crumble, their flesh and skin blooming, and hideous and fine blood marks appeared on their bodies until they spread to all parts of their bodies.

The most helpless, they can only watch, their bodies want to move, but they can't move at all.

"It's over" The long sword was instantly recoiled, accompanied by an extremely crisp sound of gold and iron, the coercion of the whole audience immediately dissipated, and the scene was extremely silent, and the next moment, the thousands of disciples of the Badao Sect present all exploded into a cloud of blood mist, and their flesh turned into powder, fluttering down.

As far as the eye could see, only the monk who was carrying Mo You was spared, and at this time he was staring at the figure in the green shirt with a panicked face, and his body trembled uncontrollably.