When the last sentence came out of Yang Xuan's mouth, his previously smiling face completely turned into a gloomy color, and the temperature of the air suddenly dropped at this time.
Everyone can feel the cold killing intent emanating from Yang Xuan's eyes.
Obviously, he was a little bit ashamed for the previous eye shift, because he had never put Zhou Yuan in his eyes from the beginning to the end. In his opinion, the latter was just an ant that he could squeeze to death at will.
But the previous Sacred Palace disciple was defeated by Zhou Yuan in one round, which obviously showed that Zhou Yuan in front of him was not as weak as he thought.
This feeling of being out of control made Yang Xuan's murderous intent rise sharply.
Around that, the other people also felt the killing intent in Yang Xuan's eyes, and immediately cast smirking glances at Zhou Yuan. This guy is now completely irritating Yang Xuan.
Zhou Yuan's expression was rather calm, his eyes met Yang Xuan, and the air seemed to freeze at this time.
On Yang Xuan's body, an extremely vigorous Origin Qi began to rise, his Origin Qi, showing a gray color, containing a strange cold air.
The source gas fluctuates and rises steadily, bringing a huge sense of oppression.
In just a few breaths, Yang Xuan's source Qi fluctuations around his body reached the ultimate level of Seventh Heaven's Consummation, and the ground under his feet gradually cracked at this time...
boom!
In the next instant, Yang Xuan took the lead with a sharp look in his eyes, and saw the gray Origin Qi swept out like a torrent, roaring like a white python, and with a scream, it surrounded Zhou Yuan in midair.
The cold air permeated.
Then, in the gray-white Origin Qi, there were countless long needles of Origin Qi slowly condensing about one inch, and these long needles were about half a foot away, looking pale and cold.
"Xuangu Rainstorm Needle!"
Yang Xuan's face was cold, his hands were put together, and the countless Origin Qi bone needles suddenly shot down like a torrential rain, covering the area below, and the center of the area was Zhou Yuan.
Obviously, Yang Xuan didn't have the slightest idea to try, and once he shot it, he didn't give Zhou Yuan any chance to evade.
These bone spicules were transformed by his own source qi, and at the same time it was fused with the bone blood remaining in the bones of many source beasts. Therefore, it possesses death qi and is extremely corroded. Once hit, the death qi will spread in the body and destroy. The body is extremely vicious and domineering.
Therefore, when other people saw that Yang Xuan made a killer move, they secretly smacked their tongues, and their sympathy for Zhou Yuan was a little bit more.
Zhou Yuan raised his head. He looked at the gray shadow that covered his vision, feeling the lingering cold air, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his hands suddenly closed.
The bright golden light source Qi burst out from his body.
Faintly, there seemed to be a golden python soaring down into the sky, and then swooping down, covering Zhou Yuan's figure. The golden python was entrenched, faintly, as if it had formed a big golden bell.
"Symphony Big Golden Bell!"
Along with Zhou Yuan's low drink, a big golden bell enveloped him.
Huh!
Countless gray needle shadows whizzed down, blasting the sky over the golden bell, and suddenly, countless crisp jingle sounds sounded.
The ground within a radius of one hundred meters was shot with countless dark holes, which were not bottomless, and at the same time exuding a fishy air. The ground that was originally full of life was full of black smoke at this time.
The black smoke rose, somewhat obscured the sight.
The gray needle shadow whizzed for a long time, and finally all fell.
Countless sights are projected immediately and
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"Then Zhou Yuan, I'm afraid that he would be directly pierced by a needle..."
"Yang Xuan's offensive, I am afraid that few people will be able to take over within seven days, and Zhou Yuan will only end up miserable if he is not in the fourth."
"..."
Many murmurs sounded, obviously they were all shocked by the power of Yang Xuan's offensive.
Zuoqiu herring also clenched his jade hands tightly, and Shui Yinyin's peach blossom eyes were full of worries.
As for Su Duan, his eyes were filled with excitement, and he gritted his teeth and said, "See if you are still dead this time!"
Under the gaze of countless lines of sight, the black smoke gradually dissipated, and the golden light was looming. Then, everyone saw that a golden bell stood quietly, and the golden bell was covered with gray spicules. These spicules went deep. Half, but obviously did not penetrate the golden bell, but was resisted by all...
Many pupils shrank slightly at this time, and lost their voice: "Such a strong defense?!"
Obviously, the defense of the Golden Bell was beyond their expectations.
He was also relieved that he kept staring at Bai Li in the field. Zhou Yuan, the tortoise shell, was still as hard as ever.
Yang Xuan was also slightly stunned. He didn't seem to expect that this offensive would come back in vain, so he shook his head and said, "No wonder I have the courage to come here. It turns out that there is a source of defense technique?"
Zhou Yuan's defensive origin technique was a bit extraordinary. It was able to block one of his blows, but it was a pity that it could be blocked once, and could it be blocked a second time
boom!
But at the moment his voice fell, the golden bell suddenly dissipated, and a faint dragon chant sounded, and the nine source beasts' source qi soared into the sky, and the evil spirits rolled.
"Nine-Dragon Code, Kowloon!"
The source energy of the nine source beasts quickly merged into one, like a giant beast roaring down, rushing towards Yang Xuan fiercely.
Obviously, Zhou Yuan also began to fight back.
The huge source beast's source energy roared, Yang Xuan looked at it without fluctuation, but a slight contempt was lifted from the corner of his mouth.
He stretched out the palm of his hand, the gray-white Origin Qi surging in the palm of his palm, and his palm was slammed together against the roaring Origin Beast Origin Qi.
boom!
The violent shock wave raged and broke out, and the cracks spread from under the feet like a spider web...
Yang Xuan's figure remained motionless.
However, the Origin Beast Origin Qi that was slapped by his palm uttered a wailing sound, and in the end it was slammed into the sky full of Origin Qi light spots by his palm.
All the sights projected here took a breath, Yang Xuan was so fierce...
Zhou Yuan's previous counterattack was not unbelievable, but even so, in the end, even Yang Xuan's figure was not shaken, but was directly slapped away.
This is because the strength of origin of both parties is not at the same level.
Yang Xuan raised his eyelids slightly, staring at Zhou Yuan coldly, and the contempt at the corners of his mouth became more intense.
"This is your method?"
Zhou Yuan's eyes condensed slightly. This was the first time he was so easily deciphered by the opponent when he used Jiulong. This Yang Xuan's strength was indeed extremely powerful.
No wonder Lian Bai Li and Qin Hai both lost in his hands when they joined forces.
"If your method is just like this, then you...I am afraid you will end up a little bit badly today." Yang Xuan stared at Zhou Yuan indifferently, and said lightly.
Huh!
As soon as his voice fell, Zhou Yuan's figure suddenly faded, like a plume of blue smoke bursting out.
When Yang Xuan saw Zhou Yuan's still stubborn active offensive, there was also a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.
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"Well, if you insist on seeking death, then it will fulfill you..."
Between his palms, the gray Origin Qi surged, releasing shocking fluctuations.
Zhou Yuan shot out, and after a few breaths, he appeared in front of Yang Xuan. His expression was calm, and the Tian Yuan pen suddenly swelled in his hand as he held his palm.
The snow-white pen pointed sharply at Yang Xuan's throat.
The strong wind whizzed, and at the moment when the snow-white pen tip passed through the sky, Zhou Yuan's heart rang softly.
"Tianyuan Pen, Poyuan!"
On the mottled pen body, an ancient source pattern slowly lit up, and then, the snow-white nib seemed to spread with black light, and in a flash, the nib became as black as ink.
Black light passed by, with an obscure light.
At this time, the Tianyuan pen converged sharply and seemed to become ordinary, but at this moment, Yang Xuan's eyes condensed fiercely, and his intuition made him feel a little uneasy.
The pitch-black pen nib rapidly enlarged in his pupils.
So the next moment his palms swirled fiercely, and the gray-white Origin Qi exploded, quickly forming a light wheel.
"Holy Wheel Art!"
Shit!
At the same time that the light wheel took shape, the black light flashed past, stabbing straight on the light wheel.
There seemed to be black light emerging from the place where it touched.
Then, Yang Xuan's pupils shrank suddenly, because he saw that the light wheel was torn apart like thin paper where the pitch-black pen nib dropped.
"how come?!"
A silent voice suddenly sounded in my heart, this Holy Wheel Art could not be broken even by the previous Bai Li, how could it be easily penetrated by Zhou Yuan from the fourth heaven
Hei Mang pierced his throat. At the moment of the moment, Yang Xuan's palms shook, and the Holy Wheel technique suddenly reversed. After all, that tyrannical force caused the Hei Mang to shake suddenly.
Genesis is raging.
The two figures passed by.
Countless sights projected out without blinking.
Then, there was a sound of air-conditioning, because they saw that the nib of the black pen in Zhou Yuan's hand was dripping with blood.
And on Yang Xuan's shoulder, a hideous blood stain appeared, and the blood instantly stained his clothes.
The uproar broke out.
No one thought that Yang Xuan... was actually injured by Zhou Yuan!
Behind that, Bai Li and Qin Hai were also staring at this scene dumbfounded. They had been fighting together for a long time, and they had never let Yang Xuan shine. However, Zhou Yuan only let Yang Xuan see blood in just a short while? !
"How could this be?!" They looked at Zhou Yuan's figure in shock.
Zhou Yuan glanced down at the blood on the tip of the pen, but a trace of regret flashed across his eyes. He had originally planned to pierce Yang Xuan’s throat, but unfortunately the latter was really too tricky. It turned out to be the last moment. Trajectory of his attack.
The Tianyuan pen shook lightly in Zhou Yuan's hand, sliding the blood off.
He also never looked at Yang Xuan behind, but said: "It seems that you want me to die here, you have to work harder..."
Under the gaze of countless gazes, Yang Xuan slowly tilted his head. He looked at the blood marks on his shoulders, his face seemed to twitch slightly, and gradually, a bit of extremely vicious and hideous appeared.
"Today I…"
"I'm going to waste you!"
boom!
That kind of killing intent, soaring into the sky, just like the essence, made countless people's hearts startled, and there was fear in their eyes.
Yang Xuan seems to be going violently.
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