Cultivator In Martial God World

The azure glow broke through the air, with the power to cut everything, and attacked the Yang Xuan front door.

Yang Xuan's eyes narrowed, and a trace of murderous intention flashed.

Because of this blow from Wu Yong, there is no room for mercy, but beheaded.

"Heh!" Yang Xuan smiled, faintly shot, and pointed out.

Next moment, Time Freeze, blood is flying all over the sky, dyeing the dark night sky into red.

Duan Qinghong's face is like earth, his eyes are full of fear, and the gaze looking towards Yang Xuan is like a ghost.

The blood drifted down along with the moo. Yang Xuan took a deep breath. For some reason, he liked the taste a little bit.

This strong smell of blood.

"Gold...Golden Core!!!" Duan Qinghong's teeth trembled, and finally spit out two words trembling with fear from his mouth.

These two words are as light as a feather, but they weigh more than a thousand catties.

Golden Core, 10,000 cultivators may not be able to produce a Golden Core.

At this moment, Duan Qinghong is extremely grateful that he just lost an arm.

"Do you know where the Seven Stars Gate is?" Yang Xuan looked at the rain of blood in front of him as nothing, and just asked indifferently.

Duan Qinghong shuddered, nodded as if pecking rice: "Yes, I know."

"Okay, take me to the Seven Stars Gate." Yang Xuan's words were simple and clear.

"Before...senior, you killed Wu Yong, I'm afraid...I'm afraid we won't be able to reach the Seven Stars Gate, we will be chased by Cloud Mist Sect people." Duan Qinghong looked at the fragments on the ground. wry smile.

"Oh? What do you say?" Yang Xuan asked.

Duan Qinghong walked over and kicked out a white jade token from the broken pieces with his feet. After looking at it, he sighed: "Senior, the important dísciple of Cloud Mist Sect, has this identity jade. The token can not only show the identity of Cloud Mist Sect dísciple, but also has an important function. Once the owner dies, the jade token will immediately return the scene before the death to Cloud Mist Sect. I am afraid that at this time, Cloud Mist Sect’s I'm afraid the expert is already on the way."

"Cloud Mist Sect is close to here?" Yang Xuan asked again.

"Not far, Controlling Sword Flight, it only takes one day." Duan Qinghong explained.

"It's okay." Yang Xuan indifferently said: "The Seven Stars Gate is in that direction."

Duan Qinghong said with a bitter smile: "It just happened to pass by the Seven Stars Gate, but we can detour "

"No need!" Yang Xuan said faintly, with a tiptoe, the azure Flying Sword originally used by Wu has fallen into his hands, and the divine sense has been wiped out by Wu. Use the imprint left.

"Let's go!" He said indifferently, then jumped up and jumped onto the Flying Sword.

Duan Qinghong's eyes were full of helplessness. After thinking about it, after sighed then said, he also took out a Flying Sword and jumped up.

At the same time, in a not-so-luxurious room, Yang Xuan's body was leaning against a chair, with an indifferent expression.

Behind the table in front of him, a poker face browses tightly knit.

"Fan Yang, be honest, this is not a place where you can go wild."

Yang Xuan glanced at him, smiled and said: "Let the head of Secret Service Seven Me."

"Impudent!" The poker face slammed the table, and the lamp on the shaking table almost fell to the ground.

"Don't be angry!" Yang Xuan shook the head, indifferently said: "What I want to talk about, you can't sit on the head."

Poker's face wanted to record in his hand. Put the pen directly into Yang Xuan's mouth and stir again.

Coming here from Yang Xuan, he is very upset with such an attitude.

"You first explain clearly the murder of Zhang Ping, and then talk about other things." The poker face resisted the anger and said.

"I killed people. Skeleton doesn't exist." Yang Xuan didn't even mean to conceal anything.

"Okay, just admit it, you are really regardless of the law and of natural morality." The poker face extremely angry and laughed back: "I really think no one can cure you?"

"I believe this!" Yang Xuan nodded, when the poker face retreated a bit, he said again: "but it certainly won't be you."

"You..." poker face Feeling a mouthful of old blood almost squirted out.

Boom!

Yang Xuan exerted a slight force, and the special handcuffs on his wrists turned into fragments.

Poker's face was shocked, and he took out a pistol from his arms in a thunderous manner and pointed it directly at Yang Xuan.

"Don't move, what are you going to do?"

Yang Xuan didn't even care about him, just stepped forward and walked directly to the one-way glass on the left.

Boom!

The poker face shot, and the bullet was accompanied by a faint gunpowder, which directly focused on Yang Xuan's back.

After a light sound, the bullet fell to the ground, and Yang Xuan's back heart showed no trace.

The eyeballs of the poker face almost fell out, and his mouth opened wide, able to squeeze a fist.

Yang Xuan walked to the glass, and a smile appeared on Yang Xuan's face in the mirror.

"Are you their head?" he said unfathomable mystery.

Behind the mirror, the jacket man and the casual man complexion ashen who brought Yang Xuan over, said nothing.

In front of them, a strong man stood quietly.

The man looked at Yang Xuan who was close at hand through the glass, with a strange look in his eyes.

After a while, he opened the mouth and said: "No, I am not."

ka-cha!

The bullet-proof glass shattered and covered the ground, making him and Yang Xuan directly face to face.

"Can you take me to see him?" Yang Xuan stared at the strong man and asked.

The strong man stopped the men who were about to rush up, and nodded said: "Yes, but you have to prove that you are qualified."

"How to prove?" Yang Xuan asked curiously .

"Beat me!" Shao Zhuang stared into Yang Xuan's eyes, indifferently said.

bang!

next moment, his body has flown backwards, fiercely hit the wall, and knocked out a big hole in the wall, exposing the next room .

A dozen staff members looked over in amazement in the rooms all over the instrument.

Besides the big hole, there are several fully armed warriors who instantly pointed the muzzle of the black hole in their hands at Yang Xuan.

"Captain!" The man in the jacket reacted first, turned pale in fright, and rushed towards Yang Xuan directly.

"Stop! Cough cough..." At the crucial moment, the strong man struggled to get up from the ruins and coughed up a large mouthful of blood.

Several people who rushed up stopped and ran over to help the big man.

"My name is Liu Sihai." The strong man gasped, with a trace of astonishment in his eyes: "It's the Captain of the third squad of Secret Service Seven."

Yang Xuan indifferent expression, just asked indifferently: "Now you can take me to see your boss."

Liu Sihai was nodded and waved a few warriors to put down their guns. Then he said: "Your Excellency can defeat me, enough To prove our strength, such talents are exactly what we need, and the Director would be happy to advise you."

Of course, someone will come to clean up the broken bricks and tiles here, and Yang Xuan will follow Liu Sihai came to another room.

"I'm practicing Martial Dao, and I have reached Transform Vigor, but I was beaten by you. It is really there is Heaven beyond the Heaven. I wonder if your Excellency is...Martial Artist? Ability? Or..."

"I am Qi Refiner." Yang Xuan said plainly.

"so that's how it is." Liu Sihai suddenly realized that since it is an unfathomable Qi Refiner, it is not surprising.

"The plane has already been arranged, and then we will go to the capital. A talent like your Excellency is exactly what we lack." Liu Sihai seemed to have no complaints, and said happily.

Yang Xuan thought for a while and asked: "What kind of organization is Secret Service Seven?"