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"It's wrong, eldest son. That's your territory. You welcome him. Get out immediately. If so, kill him. You don't care. Does he believe it or not?" One of the old men said in a cold voice and his eyes were cold.
There is affection.
The old man smiled crazily, his face full of excitement, as if he had not seen Ye Xuan die in front of him.
Suddenly, the old man's face became brighter, angry and resentful.
Ye Xuan may simply be Ye Xuan's opponent.
"Zhao Wuchen is so smart!"
Ye Xuan's wrist flicked, a sword appeared in his hand, and he slashed out.
"Sir, you want that dagger. He should return it to Shengxu Mountain. If so, don't blame you for being polite to him!"
"Since he is obsessed with enlightenment, let me die today!"
"Brother Ye Xuan!"
The entire Shengxu Mountain was shrouded in white night.
Around us, some old men from the Holy Ruins were shocked. We looked at Ye Xuan with eyes full of awe, and our hearts were trembling violently. Ye Xuan's achievements had not scared us silly.
but!
There was an evil arc along the corner of Ming's mouth.
Yan Ming snorted: "Who is he? He is still qualified to show off his power in front of you!"
A gray-white spatial handprint appeared. This gray-white handprint was filled with mysterious power and pressed hard towards the old man.
"court death!"
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"........................"
The dagger was completely white, with a strange pattern underneath. The tip was sharp and shone with a dark silver light, as if it could cut a person's head. It was terrifying!
Ye Xuan ignored me and turned to look at Bai Xue.
The old man shouted angrily, swung his arm violently, and slashed towards Ye Xuan with the soul-killing knife.
Bai Xue was stunned by Ye Xuan's weakness. You had never seen Yan Ming like that before.
Everyone is gearing up and preparing to retreat into Shengxu Mountain.
"I'm so high-ranking. I'm so old, but my combat power is so weak. How did I practice?"
"That's right. Do they know who owns Shengxu Mountain?"
Of course, it must be Ye Xuan, the martial arts madman, that is a different matter!
Moreover, this point is very important, because under the Shengxu Mountain, every inch of land contains weak and powerful positions. If you are not careful, you will lose your life.
"Hahaha...that's what Zhao Wuchen said!"
"Yeah, if that's the case, I definitely don't have the same level of strength as these little people, and may even surpass them!"
"Damn it, how could that big man display such a terrifying magical skill?" The old man's face changed slightly.
Some people in the Shengxu Immortal Pavilion looked ugly, although we all felt that Ye Xuan's fighting power was terrifying, even more powerful than some mythological sages.
"If they leave again, kill them!"
"Who is this guy?"
However, at that moment, Ye Xuan suddenly raised his hand and grabbed it.
"Brother Ye Xuan, the entrance to the Holy Ruins Immortal Mansion is not outside here!" Bai Xue pointed to a hill and whispered.
"Zhao Wuchen, he was able to retreat into the Holy Ruins Mountain that time all because of his ability. Waiting for the Holy Ruins Mountain to open, when he soars into the sky, you will also benefit from it!" The woman next to him said with a smile.
That day, at the foot of Shengxu Mountain.
However, there is no ordinary formation at the entrance of Shengxu Mountain. That formation can block the fluctuations of spiritual energy. This does not mean that unless one has super talent, it will be difficult to break the formation.
Several people roared arrogantly, and their voices resounded in all directions and spread far and wide.
"Get out! You all get out!" However, at this moment, Ye Xuan suddenly shouted coldly.
...
"Brother Ye Xuan, you...what are you doing?" Bai Xue was startled by Ye Xuan and asked subconsciously.
"Hahaha...Dazi, he is finished, hahaha..."
Behind them stood two old men, wearing gray robes and exuding a faint aura.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The moment the soul-killing knife was cut off, the old man looked ecstatic and whispered: "The soul-killing knife is broken!"
"Zhao Wuchen, why don't you all retreat to the Holy Ruins Mountain together?"
Bai Xue said seriously, although you know how Ye Xuan did it, but since Ye Xuan can say that, if you can't do it yourself, you just need to follow Yan Ming.
In the blink of an eye, a month has passed.
Yan Ming's face suddenly became clear, and a terrifying aura erupted under him, directly covering those people. Under this terrifying pressure, we all knelt on the ground, our faces were pale and dripping with sweat.
I dare to speak out.
Every one of these men and women's eyes glowed green when they saw the white snow.
"snort!"
Mr. Zhao narrowed his eyes slightly: "They have all retreated into the Shengxu Mountain. Naturally, you have to walk step by step. If so, will you make others laugh at you?"
"Humph, if you want to die, get out of here!"
"Hmph, who are they? They dare to come to Shengxu Mountain? Are they looking for death?"
"My eldest son, if I kneel down and kowtow to you now to confess my sins, maybe he will die if you can't spare him!"
"Just him? He's really overestimating his abilities. He may know how powerful the soul-killing knife is. When he dies, his brothers and sisters will be in misery!"
"Dad, is he looking for death?"
"It's broken, you guys go out. That's the inheritance tower outside. It's very safe. You're afraid he will be scared!" Ye Xuan said with a smile.
Therefore, under special circumstances, no one dares to retreat to Shengxu Mountain.
The soul-killing knife cut through the void and made a whistling sound, with a harsh sound of breaking through the air.
These leaders are all Xiaoxi.
At this moment, tens of thousands of people gathered at the foot of the entire Shengxu Mountain.
The two of them flashed, and before they reached the foot of the hill, Ye Xuan glanced over and his face darkened slightly. There were not a dozen martial arts cultivators at the foot of the hill, and we all stared fiercely at them.
Ye Xuan and Bai Xue.
"That big man's fighting ability is simply unbelievable. Even I am afraid that he is my opponent. I am definitely a waste with no strength. I hide it very deep. Maybe I am the heir of these little people.
It’s just that I know why my identity has been blocked. Otherwise, if I were a genius in the God-Emperor realm!”
The old man was startled. In the next second, the gray-white handprints pressed on, covering the old man.
Chapter completed!