Cultivator In Martial God World

Two surprises one after the other, chasing.

The rays of light in the front are not stable and may dissipate at any time, while the rays of light in the back are filled with murderous intention, revealing an imposing manner that must kill.

"Duan Qinghong, even if you run to the ends of the earth, I will catch you up and break your corpse into pieces." Angry roar spread out from the rays of light behind, shaking Heaven and Earth.

"haha, yes, you chase it, I see when you can catch it." In the rays of light in front, a frivolous voice came out.

The rays of light from far to near, after approaching Yang Xuan, the rays of light in front suddenly changed direction and rushed towards Yang Xuan.

The rays of light dissipated, and a thin middle-aged man jumped down from the Flying Sword and rushed towards Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan didn't move, his eyes just fell on the Flying Sword.

Flying Sword appeared blue. After the wasting man left, he circled in the air and pierced Yang Xuan's throat.

"Despicable!" Coldly snorted came again, and another rays of light fell down instantly.

"To each other!"

Flying Sword stopped at a place where Yang Xuan's throat was less than an inch, Duan Qinghong's face was full of smirks: "Wu Yong, you Cloud Mist Sect prides itself on Upright Sect, it is my duty to protect mortals, but now, I want to kill people in front of you, what can you do about me?"

The rays of light dissipated, and a young man stepping on the Flying Sword frowned, looked towards Yang Xuan.

"Let him go!"

Wu's gaze only swept across Yang Xuan's face, and then stopped paying attention, but coldly said to Duan Qinghong.

"Oh, let him go, can you let me go?" Duan Qinghong sneered.

Wu Yong has chased him one day one night. To be honest, he is already an arrow at the end of its flight at this time.

"Duan Qinghong, you indiscriminately murdered innocents and selfishly slaughtered several villages. These practices have seriously violated the Qi Refiner Convention. I will not kill you. You will go back with me. It is unfair. I have my own conclusion." Wu Yong coldly said.

"Go back?" Duan Qinghong sneered: "Do you treat me as a three-year-old child?"

Wu shook the head and took another look at Yang Xuan before saying: "You You know, even if you kill this mortal, you can't threaten me."

"hahahaha." Duan Qinghong laughed loudly: "Have you seen it? These are the so-called Great prestigious families. They are for protection in name. Common people, in fact, are trying to get fame and fame, whatever your life and death."

He said this to Yang Xuan, there was a horrible smell of broken cans.

"Are you Qi Refiner?" Yang Xuan asked suddenly.

Duan Qinghong and Wu Yong were taken aback at the same time, because Yang Xuan's tone was very calm, and there was no panic on his face.

It stands to reason that when ordinary people encounter such things, they are so scared that they will flow out of feces and urine. It is not easy to stand up, so they will be so calm as Yang Xuan.

Duan Qinghong feels something wrong, but no matter how he observes, the person in front of him is just a mortal, nothing unusual.

"I asked you, is it Qi Refiner?" Yang Xuan asked again, stretching his arm lightly, and took it to the Flying Sword hovering in the throat.

Looking at Yang Xuan, who looked plain, Duan Qinghong felt a panic inexplicably.

Even Wu Yong turned his eyes to Yang Xuan again, his eyes flickering.

The crystal-like jade fingers gently pinched the flying sword of blue, as if pinched a snake.

The snake was struggling, but in any case he couldn't get rid of the two white fingers.

Duan Qinghong complexion greatly changed, surprised and angry added: "Who are you?"

ka-cha!

The finger was slightly hardened, and the blue snake made a crisp sound, breaking apart from the middle, divided into two.

pu!

Duan Qinghong suddenly spouted a mouthful of blood, and his spirit quickly languished.

In the early stage of Foundation Establishment, he was chased by Wu Yong all the way, Spiritual Qi had long been consumed and there was little left. Now, Flying Sword, which was destroyed by Yang Xuan and trained with blood sacrifice, was hit hard in an instant.

After spits out blood, he quickly reacted, and he jumped up, and he wanted to leave Yang Xuan's side.

But next moment, a white hand lightly pressed on his shoulder.

"Wait!"

As soon as the voice fell, gently press the palm of your hand.

Duan Qinghong instantly felt like a mountain of 10,000 tons on his shoulders. He was overwhelmed by pressure, and he was full of despair.

Duan Qinghong's face turned pale, and he knew that he was in serious trouble today.

All of this happened within a few seconds. The rabbits rose and the stork fell. The situation in the field had changed tremendously. Wu Yong, who was looking at him, was directly stunned on the spot.

Shua!

A burst of horror emanated from Duan Qinghong's sleeve and pierced Yang Xuan's armpit.

ka-cha!

After a light sound, a huge scream sounded loudly.

Wu Yong's face turned pale, looking at Duan Qinghong's arms that had been forcibly torn from his body, he suddenly felt that his tongue was a little dry.

Although he also killed people, he was as simple and straightforward as Yang Xuan, but he still couldn't accept it.

There is no beauty at all.

"No matter how much you think about it, it's not as simple as breaking your arm." Yang Xuan looked at Duan Qinghong coldly.

In a way, Yang Xuan’s Primordial Spirit is closer to the ruthless cultivator of the Dao Dao than the body, and the human Seven Emotions and Six Desires are almost inaudible in the Primordial Spirit.

Duan Qinghong's forehead was dripping with big beads of sweat, and the intense pain made him almost desperate for life.

"Which Sect are you from?" Yang Xuan asked lightly.

"I am a loose cultivator, where did Sect come from." Duan Qinghong used only one hand to hold the wound tightly, struggling.

"Your Excellency, he is the chief culprit of our Cloud Mist Sect. I wonder if your Excellency can give him to me?" Wu Yong suddenly bowed his hand.

Yang Xuan ignored him, just looked at Duan Qinghong and asked: "Do you know where the Seven-Star Dao Sect is?"

Duan Qinghong's face was full of sorrowful smiles, he stared at him. Yang Xuan: "Your Excellency did not come to amuse me, one of the seven-star Taoist gates of the three realms, as long as it is Qi Refiner, no one knows, no one knows, since I am in your hands, I want to kill or kill, just listen and respect. "

Yang Xuan nodded, since Duan Qinghong knows where the Seven Stars Gate is, that would be great.

Wu Yong saw Yang Xuan and did not answer his words, a trace of irritation appeared between his eyebrows, and his tone began to turn cold.

"Your Excellency, I repeat, Duan Qinghong is the main culprit of my Cloud Mist Sect. If you want to take him away, you will be an enemy of my Cloud Mist Sect. You should consider it."

As the most outstanding dísciple of the young generation of Cloud Mist Sect, Foundation Establishment's mid-term cultivation base, he has his own arrogance. Yang Xuan has ignored his existence repeatedly and has a little offended him.

"This person is still useful to me. I will pay you back after using it." Yang Xuan didn't even look at him, indifferently said.

Duan Qinghong's face turned red and white, and after a while, they all turned into miserable conditions.

Once upon a time, he actually fell into such a field, like an item, throw it away when used up.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that life was boring.

"You'd better give him to me now." Wu Yong lost his patience, coldly said.

"What if I don't pay?" Yang Xuan's eyes narrowed.

"Then you are the enemy of the entire Cloud Mist Sect." Wu paused, and the rays of light in his hand were already lit.

"Heh!" Yang Xuan laughed, shook his head, but only said four words: "act recklessly!"

"What?" Wu Yong was furious, his arm suddenly With a wave, an azure light beam emitted from his waist, pierced the night sky, and slashed directly towards Yang Xuan.