Chapter 408

"Beast, I want you to die!"

Hearing the sound of breaking wind coming closer and closer behind him, the strong man with a scarred face knew that he could not escape, so he was also fierce, a pair of eyes showed fierce light, and when he turned around, he swept the thousands of troops with one sword, and slashed towards Yang Xuan with all his strength.

clang!

Yang Xuan raised his right arm, faster than lightning, and grabbed the attacking long knife. When the palm collided with the long knife, there was a piercing sound of gold and iron.

"No, it's impossible..." The scarred-faced brawny man was dumbfounded.

"Broken!" Yang Xuan twisted his big hand sharply, and a tyrannical force erupted like a mountain torrent, unmatched.

Click!

A high-grade spirit saber snapped, half of it was firmly grasped by Yang Xuan, and half of it was held by a strong man with a scarred face.

"Monster, this kid is a monster!"

Nearby, many besiegers scattered as birds and beasts, and they no longer dared to approach Yang Xuan.

"who are you!?"

The strong man with the scarred face trembled uncontrollably, and there was a burst of fear in his heart. Even the indestructible high-grade spirit saber was twisted off. What kind of power is this, how can he fight! ?

"Death!" Yang Xuan didn't answer, and spit out a word.

It was such a simple word, but it was like the sound of death. I saw Yang Xuan shake his right arm and wave the half-cut knife in his hand. With a flash of brilliant sword light, the strong man with a scarred face staggered backwards. , face ashen.

"You, you are so cruel!"

"No poison, no husband."

"I, I'm like a ghost..."

The scar-faced brawny man didn't finish his words, and a scarlet bloodstain appeared on his throat.

It's just that no matter how unwilling or resentful he is, his life has been ended.

"Gollum!"

Wang Xiaokun and many other onlookers swallowed wildly, unable to believe that the scene in front of them was real.

"Flee!" A group of people who besieged Yang Xuan desperately fled towards them, each of them wishing to have two more legs.

"Since you're here, you don't have to go."

With the killing intent, Yang Xuan no longer restrained himself, his figure turned into an afterimage, and he chased and killed at a rapid pace.

He has already decided to kill all these people and deter the latecomers.

"Don't..." As soon as the exclamation came out, it stopped abruptly.

Yang Xuan showed no mercy, cut off the knife in his hand, and a young man in brocade clothes spattered from his forehead to his lower abdomen, and his whole body was almost cut into two bloody pieces, and his corpse was on the spot.

This person definitely has the cultivation level of the One Realm, but on this mountain, how can he compete with Yang Xuan with only his body left.

Killing one person with one knife, Yang Xuan didn't make any stops. His speed was too fast, like a cheetah, he was jumping and jumping on the stone steps.

Puff puff! ! !

A flash of sword light flashed, and in the blink of an eye, a dozen people were beheaded, and the others escaped only a dozen meters away.

"Young man, you are too much..."

An old man with white temples saw Yang Xuan kill him with a knife.

"Have you finished your last words?"

With the indifferent voice, Yang Xuan arrived in a flash and slashed down.

The old man was terrified, a long sword in his hand, trying to block the blow.

Cuckoo!

The long sword was broken, and then, a slash of light as fast as electricity swept across his throat, and a head flew out.

"The devil, he is the devil."

"Why are the people below still cold, let's kill them together!"

A group of escaping people shouted loudly, and some even shouted to Zhao Mingyu and others below for help. However, Zhao Mingyu and others had already been shocked by Yang Xuan's terrifying combat power and brutal methods. Frightened, he quickly stepped back down.

"On this peak, I am invincible, and you will all die."

Yang Xuan twisted the half-cut knife, striding down the shooting star with murderous aura.

He is not a bloodthirsty person, but in order not to disturb his father, he does not mind turning into a demon and slaughtering all directions.

"No, don't kill me."

"Forgive me, I was wrong..."

Under the hysterical howls of ghosts and wolves, Yang Xuan harvested fresh lives. He was like a tireless beast. No one could take a knife from him wherever he went, a bloody storm.

A group of escapees were either beheaded by him, or their heads were beheaded by him, very hot and ruthless.

However, there were only a dozen or so of the hundreds of people left.

"Young people, let them go, they..."

Below, the seniors of the Fateful Falling Realm couldn’t stand it any longer, but their expression changed before the words in their mouths were finished. I saw Yang Xuan’s figure swaying, and the autumn wind swept the leaves and chopped down more than a dozen people to the ground, not a single one. live.

"It's dead!"

"Just relying on the flesh, one person can destroy hundreds of people, where is this fierce god!"

Many onlookers were all horrified, looking at Yang Xuan standing proudly in the blood sea corpse mountain above.

The white clothes are no longer white and flawless, and there are bloodstains on them. It is the blood of others, and it is scarlet.

On his face, he was also stained with blood, and in those eyes, there was a faint glimmer of blood, which made him more and more aggressive.

Kill God!

This is a real killer!

Many spectators were all shocked and horrified, and none of them regarded Yang Xuan as a human being.

"The play is over, you can get out." Yang Xuan lowered his head and looked down at the crowd below.

"Boy, you are too arrogant!" Many people looked ugly and couldn't stand such words.

"People are not frivolous and insulting young people. If you don't agree, come up and fight with me." Yang Xuan is domineering and strong.

"Young people, you must know that there are people outside the world, and there are people outside the sky."

An older generation strongman at the peak of the Destiny Realm couldn't bear it and shouted angrily.

"How do I act, do I still need you to teach me?"

With a cold drink, Yang Xuan took the blood and broke the knife and strode down: "I count three, and after three, if you don't retreat, you will be my enemy."

"Go!" Someone screamed, and then countless people hurriedly retreated.

No one doubts Yang Xuan's words, because he is a god of killing who regards human life as a must.

"Brother Wang, let's go." Zhao Mingyu didn't dare to stay for long, so he ran all the way.

"Three, two..." Yang Xuan started to count as if there was no one beside him. Before he could count to one, the people below, including a few seniors from the Fate Fate Realm, also resisted their anger and retreated.

"Listen to me all, whoever dares to come close to me for a hundred meters will definitely kill me."

Putting down the harsh words, Yang Xuan started to clean the battlefield and got a lot of storage rings. Then strode up, and finally stood on the mountainside.

At the same time, more and more people came to the mountain, but no one dared to climb the mountain.

Because, they all learned from the mouths of others that a killing god appeared on the mountain, blocking anyone who tried to climb the mountain.

For a time, the crowd shook, and many people chose to stand still. After all, so many people at the foot of the mountain did not dare to climb the mountain. Presumably, the people on the mountain must be extremely vicious and difficult to deal with.

However, there are also a small number of people who disagree and climb the mountain in groups.

Needless to say, they all died on the mountain, and the series of heart-piercing screams came down, making their calves go weak.

Only then did many latecomers understand that there really was a killing god on the mountain.

But, why stop them from climbing?

This made people wonder, and at the same time, some people were curious about the identity of the kid above, and there was a lot of discussion.

"Senior, what is the origin of the kid above?"

"The old man doesn't know either."

"I see."

"What, you know him!?"

"Come on, who is he!?"

At this moment, including Zhao Mingyu and Wang Xiaokun, countless people surrounded a tall, thin man in yellow with an unremarkable appearance.

The man in yellow was surrounded by everyone, and there was a faint sweat on his head.

"Damn, are you dumb, hurry up!" Someone said impatiently.

The man in yellow took a deep breath, calmed down a little, and said, "Everyone, he should be Yang Xuan of the Sword God Palace!"

"Is this true!?" The audience was in an uproar.

At a young age, Yang Xuan of Sword God Palace overwhelmed the venerables from all over the world and made it to the top of the supreme list. This story has long spread.

Looking at the entire Zhongzhou, I am afraid that no one does not know Yang Xuan's name.

"The age and appearance are wrong, are you sure he is Yang Xuan!?" Someone looked at the man in yellow suspiciously.

"Hey, everyone, don't be fooled by his appearance. If my guess is correct, he will definitely change his face."

The man in yellow came from the giant island, and even briefly explained the matter of Yang Xuan taking the five-color beads.

"Hidden treasure, can't be wrong, it must be him."

Zhao Mingyu's voice was extremely cold. He originally wondered when such a terrifying young genius appeared in Zhongzhou, but if that person was Yang Xuan of the Sword God Palace, then it would not be strange at all. After all, Yang Xuan is a famous physical body. tough.

"Yang Xuan, so he is Yang Xuan!"

The crowd was ups and downs, and their hearts could not be calm for a long time.

It is unimaginable that a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy could kill all the climbers by himself.

What kind of daring, what kind of courage, it is truly mind-boggling and unbelievable.

Whoosh whoosh! ! !

Suddenly, a sound of breaking air came from afar.

Everyone turned their heads to look, because the distance was too far, they could only see the black spots in the sky at first.

After a while, all the black spots turned into a group of thirty or so men in black. Although there was still some distance from each other, everyone present could clearly feel the cold aura of these men in black, like a ghost.

"The people from the ghost gate are here!" Someone said, his voice was very low, because the person who came was a martial artist from the ghost gate. This is a well-known ruthless character, which makes people stay away.

"The leader is Chen Hanlin, the powerhouse of the fifth level of divine power. If he takes action, Yang Xuan will surely die."

A wicked smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Mingyu's mouth.

"Have you seen Yang Xuan before!?"

A group of Yinguimen warriors came aggressively, and soon came to the foot of the mountain, and Chen Hanlin, headed by them, asked.

"Elder Chen, Yang Xuan is here..."

Zhao Mingyu stepped out quickly, but before he finished speaking, a arrogant voice came from halfway up the mountain.

"Young master is here, you old dog is not afraid to die, just come up."