Eternal Demon Monarch

Wang Wu originally wanted to adjust his breath for a while to restore his vitality, didn’t expect Yang Xuan chose to do it so quickly, and the speed is so fast, Wang Wu only felt that he saw it. Hua, Yang Xuan just appeared in front of her, her face suddenly changed.

However, his combat experience is also very rich. Although he was startled by Yang Xuan’s speed, he soon came back to his senses, and directly raised his fist, and thunder and lightning spurted out from the fist.

“Pull sword technique!” Yang Xuan did not dodge, nor did he need to dodge. He Human and Sword Unity violently pulled out the golden light sword from the iron sheath at his waist.

Shua!

A sword light flashed, bright red, extremely dazzling, and fleeting, after the sword light, Yang Xuan held the golden light sword in his hand, while Wang Wu’s face was as gray as death, shaking and frightened. Looking at Yang Xuan desperately.

“Kill you, only need one sword!” Yang Xuan stared at Wang Wu with a cold voice.

“Okay, very fast sword!” Wang Wu opened his mouth and fell straight down. There was a red mark on his throat, very thin. As the blood kept leaking out, this silk The red scars gradually enlarged and cracked, and blood poured like a fountain.

At this moment, time seems to have stopped.

In the jungle, deadly quiet, terrifying quiet!

Su Ziyao opened her mouth into an “O” shape, her beautiful eyes were wide, and her heart was overwhelmed. Wang Wu died unexpectedly. She was killed by a swords the throat of a young man named Yang Xuan!

“Senior Brother is dead, run away, let’s run away.” A few seconds later, a loud roar rang out, which was exceptionally abrupt in this quiet forest clearing.

“Go, let’s go.”

There was another roar, the black clothed masked men not far away turned around and fled, even Wang Wudu, the tallest cultivation base Killed with a single sword by Yang Xuan, their fighting spirit was completely lost, as long as they flee as soon as possible.

Chapter 57, you are waiting for me

“Can you escape?”

Thunderclap yells, Yang Xuan makes explosive steps, both feet Stepped on, chasing the past violently.

Shua! Shua! Shua!

Several sword lights flashed by, bringing up a few fascinating blood flowers, and several black clothed masked men fell to the ground one after another, each of them was either pierced through the heart or cut in their throats. Move straight to the point.

“Kill!”

Killing a few people in a row, Yang Xuan everyone walks with swords, faster than lightning, there is no intention to stop at all, the golden light sword swings, like cutting wheat In general, the remaining black clothed masked men have successively become his departed spirit under this sword, some of their heads soared into the sky, some were directly cut off by the waist, and some of their bodies were cut in two, only some of them were broken. The intestines are connected with flesh and blood, and they have not died immediately. Half of their upper body is squirming back and forth on the ground, making a hysterical scream, making people have one’s hair stand on end.

For this, Yang Xuan didn’t realize it. After putting the golden light sword into the storage ring, his vitality energized, the blood on his body evaporated and his clothes were clean. It didn’t seem like he had experienced a bloody killing. .

“Dead, all dead, you, are you a man or a ghost!?” Su Ziyao trembled all over, and looked at Yang Xuan with fear.

He was dressed in Tsing Yi, with ordinary appearance, not too old, 17-18 years old, and he was so powerful. One person and one sword killed Wang Wu and the others.

At the same time, Su Ziyao was also secretly grateful that she was not an enemy of Yang Xuan, because Yang Xuan was so cruel to the enemy, it was so cruel that it did not match his age.

Yang Xuan ignored Su Ziyao, stepped up to Wang Wu’s body, and stretched out his hand to pull out the silver glove on both of his hands.

This glove is definitely a middle grade Treasure Item. Golden light swords can’t cause any damage to it. Yang Xuan took off the glove and impatient put the glove on his hand.

Don’t look at his sword technique out of the ordinary, but at the bottom of my heart I always yearn for a close fight with bare hands. The fierce collision of blood and blood makes his bloodline boiling.

“Collecting the corpse and earning money, and the movements are so skilled, does he often do this!?” Su Ziyao’s eyelids couldn’t help but beat a few times.

“Why, am I terrifying?”

Suddenly, a chuckle came, and Yang Xuan lifted his steps and walked towards Su Ziyao.

He is not walking fast, and there is no aura fluctuation in his whole body, just like an ordinary boy next door, but the more he looks like this, the more frightened Su Ziyao is in his heart.

She paled, her body was trembling, she kept backing away, and shouted: “You, don’t come here.”

“What’s afraid of, I never kill women , Especially beautiful women!”

Yang Xuan raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth curled up, saying with a smile.

Su Ziyao was silent, and backed back again and again. If her calves were a little weak, she would have turned around and fled. She didn’t want to talk to Yang Xuan, who seemed harmless to humans and animals, but actually killed without blinking an eye. Star has too many contacts.

“Don’t move, or don’t blame my overlord for forcing the bow.”

Yang Xuan pretends to be vicious and shouted.

This violent drink shocked Su Ziyao’s body and mind, and her face was full of shame and anger. She suddenly put the long sword in her hand on her neck: “Smelly Rogue, I just mow myself, too. Never defile your innocence by you.”

“haha, then you can kill yourself. No, I advise you to draw more swords on your body and face before you die.”

Yang Xuan laughed loudly.

“Why?” Su Ziyao did not understand.

“hehe, because I can’t guarantee that you will not mess around after you die.”

Yang Xuan smiled evilly.

“Ah, you devil, this Miss fights with you.”

Su Ziyao was angry and forgot the power gap with Yang Xuan, like a mad lioness, Waving the sword moved towards Yang Xuan to kill.