Bu Feng, who looked sluggish, was stunned, raised his head tremblingly, looked at the golden flash that still had traces, his expression was excited, and he suddenly felt a sense of relief. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Ning Yue was the same, his little face was flushed, how could he not hear who the owner of this voice was? During this time, it can be said that they came here to find Yang Xuan, it seems that the young man in green shirt has an indescribable magic power, and he can always create miracles.

"It's you!" Shen Fusheng's face suddenly became gloomy, and Zhen Yuan violently stirred, disintegrating the golden thunder stained on the long knife into nothingness, staring at the figure that was rushing in the distance, and the monstrous hatred was brewing, almost devouring people.

Yang Xuan and Yue Mei flew to the capital of the Cloud Desolate Country, and they had already sensed the majestic sword intent rising from afar, as well as the strange blood-colored energy that was extremely evil, and suddenly accelerated, and finally arrived at the last moment, stopping the tragedy.

The figure was suspended in mid-air, looking at the messy scene under him, the fragmented courtyard walls, the already red and blackened blood and the corpses on the ground, Yang Xuan's face became more and more iron-blue, and majestic anger surged from the bottom of his heart, almost wanting to erupt out.

A pair of eyes slightly reddened stared at Shen Fusheng, who was dressed in bloody clothes and with a bloody knife on his side, gritted his teeth, and said word by word:

"Shen Fusheng, you can make it easy for me to find"

"You are hiding very deeply from each other"

Full of sarcasm, he noticed the pretty woman beside Yang Xuan, her expression was solemn, and on her body, Shen Fusheng sensed a very powerful aura, not under him, and even more than.

"Moire, it turns out that you joined the Wangtian Palace......"

Bu Feng and Ning Yue's faces changed, they knew the details of Wangtian Palace, it was a five-grade sect, and they didn't know how much stronger it was than the Chongwu Sect that had been destroyed.

looked at the graceful and beautiful woman, and was even more horrified in my heart.

Yang Xuan's expression was still cold, furious, and with the pen in his hand, he pointed directly at Shen Fusheng, "The four major third-grade sects, but what you murdered?"

"Hmph" Shen Fusheng sneered continuously, the blood knife suddenly raised, the true yuan urged, and the thick blood-like blade body kept circulating, exuding an evil, killing aura, and the strong pungent bloody smell was pervasive, disgusting.

"Yes, it's just a bunch of idle waste, kill it...... But you don't know, it's you who I want to kill the most."

In an instant, Shen Fusheng's expression was extremely hideous, as if he recalled the scenes of the past, he was defeated by Yang Xuan, humiliated, and attempted murder in the desolation trial, and fell back to the point of being like a lost dog, and the secret country was even abolished by him, and his whole body cultivation was in vain.

And he has always been a victor, looking at himself with disdain like a clown.

"Do you know Yang Xuan, the heavens are endless, in the Flood Desolation Secret Realm, I have obtained a inheritance, the inheritance of the Ancient Demon Dao Giant Blood Demon Lord, hahaha...... I didn't expect it, you abolished my cultivation just because you fulfilled my ......"

Shen Fusheng looked crazy, and even trembled with a blood-colored halo all over his body, as if he was extremely excited.

"I practice the Demon Dao Exercises, but I returned to the peak of cultivation in a month, and I am even more powerful, those old guys in the sect are pedantic, condemn me, suppress me, and even plan to ...... Scrap me"

Speaking of this, a rare trace of pain appeared in Shen Fusheng's expression, but it only lasted for a moment, and he returned to madness again.

"Fuck, fuck, how can a bunch of wastes understand the power of the Demon Dao Exercises? My strength was in the sect at that time, and there was no opponent at all, so I ...... I'm going to kill them all, hehe, hehehe......"

"Absorb the essence and blood and strengthen your body, that feeling...... Tsk, you absolutely can't imagine."

"First the Sword Xuange, then the Fu Sect, the Luoxia Valley, and then the last Chongwu Sect...... The essence blood of the monk is really an excellent medicine to improve my strength, and Lord Blood Demon will not deceive me."

......

Yuemei on the side frowned when she heard this, her face gradually turned blue, Shen Fusheng's actions made her more and more annoyed, and she stroked the long sword on her waist with her bare hand, and wanted to slash under the sword.

But Yang Xuan raised his hand to block it, "Aunt Mei, leave it to me"

A simple sentence, but it was extremely clear, Yang Xuan's face was still not as angry as Fang Cai's expression at the moment, but flat, incomparably bland, so bland that it seemed that there was no emotional manifestation abruptly.

The ghost made the god worse, Yue Mei put down the hand that was holding the hilt of the sword, and looked at Yang Xuan with a complicated face, this young man can always give people this feeling, a few years ago, the Daluo Dynasty was like this, the Cloud Desolate Tower Dou was like this, and even the ghost palace was still like this.

"Later, the majestic essence and blood energy made me make another breakthrough and learned the whereabouts of this demon soldier, which turned out to be in the original Flood Desolation Secret Realm...... Hehe, do you say that creation makes people......"

Shen Fusheng explained his experiences and discerning in a variety of ways, and his words did not seem to be talking to others, but seemed to be muttering to himself, but the hideous color on his face had not changed.

"You've ...... Fallen into Demons"

"you, my mother has fallen into the devil deeply, I can have it now, I have to blame you all, Yang Xuan, don't be in this way, today, I just want to sacrifice the knife with your blood, even if this woman is by your side, it's useless, I will kill you"

The words are clear, full of hatred, and a pair of blood-red eyes are like beasts that choose people to devour, there is no emotion, no pity, and some are just endless violence and cruelty.

Yang Xuan's expression was a little calm, and he changed the elegant image he gave people in the past, and became indifferent and cold.

Shen Fusheng smiled hideously, and the long knife brushed out a thick blood-colored sword, just like the vast sea of blood condensed, revealing the yin and evil in an instant, without mercy, the majestic momentum stirred up on the knife seemed to tremble and almost collapse this space.

"Come on, little brute"

Yang Xuan said coldly, "You think I'm admonishing you?"

The golden thunder with the rich pen of the mortal dust pen instantly swirled, crackling, and roaring with the fierce momentum of the thunder that belonged to the heavenly punishment, "Why don't I want your life......"

Suddenly, the thunder suddenly rose, the thick golden flashing word blade condensed, shot out, and met the blood-colored knife in front of him, in a hurry, only to hear an astonishing explosion in the field, the air waves rolled, and the majestic energy breath smashed everything around him, and the huge Bufu courtyard was gone.

At the critical juncture, among the spectators, it was Yue Mei who was the first to react, her figure flashed, and she protected the hard-hit Bu Feng and Ning Yue, who had been cultivated to a weak level, behind her, and a raging fire erupted around her body, faintly forming a fire phoenix with a long roar, blocking this wave.

The next moment, before the aftermath dissipated, the two people in the field instantly disappeared in place, and the sudden sound of a real explosion in the void seemed to be the sound of gold and iron triggered by the collision of knives and pens, and the sound of the wind breaking through the sleeves.

That kind of noise all shows the strong cultivation and strength of the two people who are fighting in close combat.

Looking at the space that fluctuates violently from time to time, Bu Feng's expression was complicated, but he didn't expect that he was now a cultivator of the Divine Mind Hidden Realm, but he still failed to catch up with Yang Xuan's footsteps, and now it seems that he must have broken through to the realm of creation.

"He always works miracles"

Yuemei opened her mouth lightly, her expression was full of solemnity, but she was faintly relieved, and at this moment, she even ignored her identity as a supreme powerhouse in the realm of creation and transformation.

"Well, it's in Chongwumen."

Bu Feng nodded slightly, the injuries on his chest had already been healed by the effect of the pill, and they were already some injuries on the body, except for the more difficult blood-colored energy, but the energy was out of the body, and it was not a trouble for him to control the sword intent.

In the field, the strong wind was blowing, the explosion continued, and in an instant, after a strong wave of qi rolled, the two of them were separated on both sides, Yang Xuan was surrounded by terrifying golden thunder, his clothes were slightly messy, but his breath was long, as if the collision just now had not caused any substantial damage.

Shen Fusheng's condition was similar, but he suddenly spoke, and his tone was as calm as ever, but after that, there seemed to be a faint hint of solemnity, "Hmph, Creation and Transformation, it seems that you hugged a good thigh......"

"You're not bad, I didn't expect that exercise to let you cultivate to break through the realm of spiritual desperation."

Shen Fu's long knife flipped over, the tip of the knife drooped slightly, pointing obliquely to the ground, and a completely different momentum rose up, more gloomy and more dangerous.

"There are still a lot of things you didn't expect......" As soon as he spoke, the dense energy on Shen Fusheng's blood-colored long knife changed, churning and undulating, and in just an instant, it transformed into a hideous blood-colored skeleton phantom, and its empty mouth opened wide, letting out a terrible roar.

Under the infusion of True Yuan, the blood skeleton rose in the wind, and the same hollow pupils under the eyebrows were only left with extremely thick pitch black, as if they were about to devour everything in this world, and the huge appearance revealed a trace of weirdness and evil.

"Take my move, Soul Devouring Blood Skull" The long knife slashed suddenly, stirring up a violent energy turbulence, and the blood-colored skeleton roared violently and flew out.

Yang Xuan's eyes widened, and he was silently thinking about something in his heart, and the mortal dust pen waved in front of him, and the thunder burst out, outlining three sharp golden trajectories, condensing the sharp aura that cut the space, and suddenly slashed through the blood skull.

I could only hear the sound of a tooth-aching rustle, and the friction between the blades of the weapon was as piercing as it was, and then, I heard the blood skull's extremely unwilling wail, and it exploded violently.

The slightest thunder arc escaped from the whole field, and there was a crackling sound from time to time, Shen Fusheng's face turned pale for a while, and the attack was broken, but the most important thing was that the mighty destruction aura in the thunder restrained him.

"This thunder of his is getting stronger and stronger, far more powerful than when he was in the Flood Desolate Secret Realm" Thinking in his heart, looking at Yang Xuan, who also had a not very good-looking face, he breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, his cultivation was still one level lower than himself.

"Hmph, it seems that you haven't wasted your cultivation in the past few months."

"It's useless to say more" Yang Xuan opened his mouth and shouted angrily, the fanchen pen was contaminated with a strong hurry, and he lifted it straight, followed by an incomparably blatant majestic momentum, rising from the trajectory of the pen.

In the sky, the huge scripture scroll slowly spread out, and a majestic aura filled it, extremely solemn, but at this moment, there was a sense of killing and destruction.

Shen Fusheng's face remained unchanged, his eyes were even more cloudy, staring at the sky without blinking, quietly condensing the bright golden light.

"Is this another trick? Do you think I'll suffer another loss?"