"Boy, dare!" Peng Yuanjiang shouted angrily without having time to stop him.

"Old dog, please take care of yourself first." Xu Yang shouted coldly, and the Blood Drinking Sword slashed out a sword energy again, tearing the sky and the earth, and slashing at Peng Yuanjiang.

Xu Yang's Blood Drinking Sword killed three people in a row, and its power became much stronger. Peng Yuanjiang could only be exhausted to deal with it. Just as Peng Yuanjiang tried his best to resist the power of the Blood Drinking Sword, Xu Yang suddenly retracted his body, and the fire wings behind him fluctuated, and he had already arrived among the remaining more than ten Xuanzongs of the Peng family.

"Ice Hell!"

Xu Yang's ice hell was suddenly released, and biting chains swept out, rumbling out, locking the Xuanzong of the Peng family who wanted to escape and suppressing them in this eternal ice prison.

More than ten Xuanzong, including the second elders, third elders of the Peng family, and even Peng Guanghui, were suppressed by the general trend of the Ice Hell!

"Eight Pole Melting Furnace, devour everything." Rumbled, the Eight Pole Melting Furnace rolled, sucking out the Xuanzong's Xuanling, throwing it into the furnace, and turning it into the original Xuan crystal.

"Damn it, a bunch of waste! He was only in the early stage of Xuanzong. The general trend only had the effect of inducing and oppressing, and it did not turn into substance at all. What you see is falsehood!" Peng Yuanjiang cursed and scolded.

He fought against the sword energy of the Blood-Drinking Sword. Xu Yang's casual sword now forced him to deal with it with all his strength, and he had no time to rescue the Xuanzong masters of the Peng family.

The second elders of the Peng family, the third elders, and Peng Guanghui all trembled violently, biting the tip of their tongues and spitting out a mouthful of blood. With the help of the stimulation of the pain, they finally got rid of the suppression of the general trend of the Ice Hell.

But the other Xuanzong of the Peng family did not have such good luck. Xuanling was refined. Xu Yang had a big sleeve and nearly ten Xuan crystals. They jingled and fell into the palm of his palm.

"What a little thief, we're fighting with you!" Peng Guanghui's eyes were so angry that he roared and rushed towards Xu Yang, regardless of whether the joint siege was shining.

The three peak Xuanzongs were originally a combat power that could not be underestimated, but Xu Yang has now activated the eight-pole fusion, and his power has been able to beat the middle-stage Xuanjun masters head-on. Of course, he would not take these three people's desperate efforts into his eyes.

A colorful hand slapped out loud and bombarded Peng Guanghui and the other three, holding them in their palms.

"Destroy!" Xu Yang pinched his body hard, and the three of them were suddenly broken, like fruits that were squeezed out vigorously. The bloody organs splashed out, and they were not human-shaped.

The Eight-Pole Furnace sucked hard, and the three-headed Xuanlings were taken into it one by one, and they were fully refining.

"Damn it, Xu Yang, you demon, I want to die with you!" Peng Yuanjiang, the second ancestor of the Peng family, vibrated his arms suddenly. He drew out his afterimages, forming countless mysterious hand seals. "Heaven and earth live together, the sun and the moon shine together! The wind spirit sword body will explode for me!"

Peng Yuanjiang's entire person turned into a giant blue sword connecting to the sky and the earth. The huge black shadow almost enveloped the entire Linyuan City. At the sharpest position of the sword's edge, a series of slight explosions continued to occur, which was a trembling sound caused by the excessive energy.

"Oh my God, a Xuanjun is going to fight to the death..."

In Linyuan City, two Xuanzong who were watching the battle, Qi Qi's faces were pale. They were Yutianfeng, the head of the Yu family, and Li Boyan, the lord of Linyuan City. This level of battle has exceeded their ability. Although Yutianfeng really wanted to help Xu Yang, he was not as strong as possible. Li Boyan was unwilling to see Xu Yang die, which means that no one could save the injury of the Li family ancestor.

Xu Yang saw the sinisterness of this move. He suddenly vibrated the Blood Drinking Sword, and powerfully fused the sword body with the mysterious power, and also burst out with an extremely powerful blood light: "Blood Drinking Sword, sacrifice the sword with blood!"

At the same time, there were crackling sounds on Xu Yang's body, and a set of black armor was automatically put on. In the sea of ​​consciousness, the armored spirit Black Tiger hummed with a bitter look on his face: "When I was beaten, I remembered this meow... The last time the boxing mark had not been restored!"

A violent explosion sound seemed to trigger a thunder in the sky. The air trembled violently. An unparalleled storm swept across the lower realm. Linyuan City ushered in a hurricane. The windows of countless houses were blown by the strong wind, and they slapped violently at the window lattice.

Xu Yang's body was shaken by the huge power and repelled for nearly ten miles before he could barely slap a pair of fire wings and stabilize his body. Peng Yuanjiang, the Xuanjun of the Peng family, looked unwilling and resentful: "Boy, I didn't kill you like this! I'm so angry!"

The Feng Ling Sword Body just now was Peng Yuanjiang's strongest blow. After using it, he himself would also encounter a strong countershock force.

Xu Yang vomited a mouthful of blood. His current physical strength was still worse than that of the real Xuanjun. Fortunately, he was protected by Obsidian armor and his use of the "Essence Gold Body" defense, so he resisted the terrifying shock force.

"Old dog, you are poor. Go to death!" Xu Yang roared long, and the blood-drinking sword was swept across the board, and countless blood-colored sword auras were tearing towards Peng Yuanjiang.

This is the first move of the Seven Killing Sword, Phantom kills one after another. Using the power of the Blood Drinking Sword to activate this sword technique, it is incredible.

Peng Yuanjiang smiled miserably and was cut into countless pieces of meat by the crazi blood-colored sword aura.

He is a master of Zhiji Realm and has clearly foreseeable that this sword will never be able to escape, and it will be a dead end!

The Blood Drinking Sword absorbed the flesh and blood of a powerful Xuan Jun, and the blood suddenly surged. In Xu Yang's sea of ​​consciousness, a strange man with blood-haired hair, that is, the Blood Drinking Sword Spirit, laughed wildly: "What a sweet flesh and blood, what a intoxicating soul power!"

"Do you want to control me?" Xu Yang remained silent.

"Hmph, of course! But it's not now. I have to absorb more flesh and blood souls and accumulate enough power to counter you in one fell swoop!" said the Blood-Drinking Sword Spirit.

Xu Yang frowned. If the Blood Drinking Sword Spirit had to control him quickly, it would not be afraid. He had already prepared the means to deal with this guy. However, the Blood Drinking Sword Spirit actually knew how to endure and accumulate strength. It was really unexpected that it was a confidant.

"Then let's wait and see." Xu Yang said lightly. The Blood Drinking Sword is accumulating strength, so why is Xu Yang also making progress? It depends on who will laugh to the end.

On the Hongyun Tower in Linyuan City, the lord of Linyuan City Li Boyan and the lord of the Yu family Yu Tianfeng stand side by side.

"So strong, Xu Yang has become a climate. I'm afraid he is already the best in Linyuan City." Li Boyan said in a stern voice.
Chapter completed!