Eternal Demon Monarch

” Want to fight!?”

The eyelids of the audience jumped wildly, and many older martial artists were also moved.

Everyone can see that Yang Xuan is now seriously injured. I am afraid that if he receives a few more indomitable blows, he will be crushed and killed in Yellow Springs, but he has no intention of retreating. No way to fight.

“You, are not afraid of death!?”

The overbearing voice trembled slightly, with a strong shock, it seemed that he didn’t expect, a teenager similar to his age So tenacious.

“Of course I am afraid of death, but you can’t kill me.”

Yang Xuan stared at the domineering, coldly said.

“hmph, you dare to be tough when you die.” He said in anger.

“A villain that’s all, you are not worthy of having Blue Sky Tyrant Body. You don’t need to sneak in, just use all your power.”

Yang Xuan is rare. Nonsense, a sonorous and powerful word, contains great mockery.

As this sound spread, this world suddenly silenced.

The crowd reacted one after another, knowing that Tyrant Wudao must secretly increase his strength in order to kill Yang Xuan, otherwise the punch just now shouldn’t hurt Yang Xuan.

For a while, the eyes of the crowd looked towards Domineering are different.

Originally, they thought that domineering was born arrogant, and what they said would count.

But at the moment, it seems that domineering is also human, and it is inevitable to play tricks in order to win.

“You dare to insult me, I want you to destroy both body and soul.”

The overbearing eyes are splitting, hatred is overwhelming, and no matter what others think, he doubles After a full kick, no longer restraining one’s own strength, in The earth shook and the mountain quivered, the whole person is like a cannonball out of the chamber, rushing at an incomparable speed.

I passed by the rocks all over the floor, and the momentum was huge and violent. In a flash, he came to Yang Xuan and struck out with a punch.

Yang Xuan was very calm, he was mentally prepared, and tried his best to drift backwards, and escaped dangerously and dangerously.

“Let’s see how long you can hide?”

There is a fierce light in the pupils of Tyrant Wudao, and he is about to chase Yang Xuan, but his speed drops sharply as he moves. The tumbling blood energy quickly dissipated.

“Damn it!”

The bully cursed, his body swayed a few times invisible, and his face turned pale.

“The bloodline Martial Spirit is powerful, but the side effects are not small. I guess it can only last for so long!”

“It is true, but Yang Xuan is hurt. If you continue to fight, you will die.”

A group of older martial artists whispered, and almost no one is optimistic about Yang Xuan.

After all, the domineering has torn his face, with his strength of 10 Dragons to deal with Yang Xuan, it is like an adult fighting a child, no matter how flexible the child is, there is no chance of winning, and he is doomed to death.

“cough cough!”

Yang Xuan dishevelled hair, his chest fluctuated, and his mouth coughed up blood violently.

He received a bully punch not long ago. Not to mention the trauma, the internal organs are all broken.

This is because he dodges in time, letting him pass the critical point, otherwise he will be disabled if he does not die.

Fortunately, he opened up his life, trained half of the Undying Body, within the body is full of vitality and blood, and the fleshy body has strong resilience.

Every minute and every second, his injury is getting better.

Bao Wudao didn’t know anything about it, otherwise he would have to attack continuously and would not give him any time to breathe.

At this moment, seeing Yang Xuan shaking his body and vomiting blood in his mouth, he laughed wildly, “Do you have any last words to explain? If not, then you can go to death.” “

“The same sentence, you can’t kill me.” Even though he was hit hard, Yang Xuan did not show weakness.

“courting death.”

Domineering dashing eyebrows smashed, smashed in the air, passing along the way, the wind roared, the sandstorm flew, and a punch The boundless force blasted the void and hit Yang Xuan hard.

Yang Xuan looks like a cold star, and within the body is burning with unyielding blood. He wants to try the strength of 10 Dragons.

This time, he didn’t choose to avoid it. Instead, he raised his right arm and punched out with a punch and 3rd-layer Slaughter Sword Intent.

Chapter 468 Only standing dead

bang!

The fists of the two hit each other, and Yang Xuan’s fists instantly spattered with bones and blood. Like a kite with its string cut, it flew out more than a dozen meter away obliquely, fell heavily to the ground, smashed the hard floor tiles, and filled the dust.

At the same time he fell to the ground, he was aching contorts one’s face in agony, with cold sweat on his head, only felt that his right arm was no longer his own, he shrugged softly, blood Bleeding drops.

Even, the shoulder blades were dislocated, and the pain was unbearable.