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Chapter 500: As fierce as a dragon, fire dance swordsmanship

The three of them were laughing and lit a bonfire. Suddenly, a voice came from not far away: "Where is the little killer god Xu Yang?"

Xu Yang looked up and saw a ray of light shining not far away. A young man, holding a cane with night pearls inlaid, walked quickly towards the bonfire where Xu Yang and others were sitting. Behind him, there were about a dozen young men following him.

"Xu Yang is here, who is coming?" Xu Yang asked lightly.

"The country on the Lie Mountain is as fierce as a dragon!" The young man's voice rumbled and activated his mysterious power, like thunder, "Xu Yang, I heard that you have gained a lot in this small battlefield?"

"Overall." Xu Yang said lightly, "Lie Rulong, what purpose do you have? Tell me out."

"Okay, it's true that you're quick to speak. Have you found the treasure of Xuanhuang? That thing is not something you can own, so let me leave it to me. I'm the royal family of Lieshan, with a respectable status and a treasure of Xuanhuang, and I deserve it." Lie Rulong gently tapped his cane and said lightly.

"The news spread so quickly." Xu Yang remained silent.

"Take the treasure of Xuanhuang and spare you all the time!" Behind Lie Rulong, a group of young men yelled. They were all young masters recruited by Lie Rulong, and any one of them had the level of a master. Everyone released the general trend and suppressed Xu Yang.

Caili and Yu Xuanyu both felt heavy pressure and could hardly breathe.

Guo Zichuang and others, hiding in the dark, looked at each other in a glance.

"Damn it, I didn't expect it to attract a big shark. Now, Xu Yang cannot escape death, but we have no chance to get a bargain." Guo Zichuang cursed in a low voice.

Xu Yang stood up slowly. Every time he stood, his momentum became bigger, and the general trend of the dozen young masters was rebounded back. Yu Xuanyu and Caili were suddenly relieved. They couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Lie Rulong, Lie Mountain Royal Family? Who are you? You dare to seize treasure from me, the little killing god Xu Yang? It blinded your dog's eyes!" Xu Yang was originally as gentle as water, but this tearing of face was like a sharp sword unsheathed. The cold light shone everywhere, and his mind was urged.

Lie Rulong and others were furious, and immediately a young man came out: "Prince of Dragon, wait for me to get the head of the little killer god!"

"Okay, Mu Wu, you have to be careful." Lie Rulong said in a deep voice. He was the Lieshan royal family and had never suffered such shame. In his heart, Xu Yang had been sentenced to death.

"Don't worry, the Dragon Prince, Xu Yang is only twenty years old this year. Those achievements are just rumors and cannot be done!" The young Mu Wu laughed, "I will take down Xu Yang's head today and take his grandmaster ranking!"

"Sword Dance of Fire, Flame Binding!"

Mu Wu's sword fingers rose. A fire suddenly appeared, like a dragon walking around, drawing mysterious trajectories in the night, implicitly a rune, and shot towards Xu Yang.

"With this kind of cultivation, how dare you boast about being on the Grandmaster List?" Xu Yang said coldly. "The Eight Pole Melting Furnace devours everything."

On top of Xu Yang's head, the eight-headed mysterious spirit suddenly rushed out, and the head and tail connected, turning into a huge cauldron. The black cauldron mouth emitted a strong suction force, swallowing the "fire sword dance" into the cauldron. Suddenly, a mysterious trajectory appeared on the outer wall of the Eight-Pole furnace, providing Xu Yang with the cultivation information of the "fire sword dance" to him.

"What?" Mu Wu's face changed slightly, and he shouted, "Big Fire Sword Dance, Break the Strike!"

The sword technique turned again, turned into a breaking rune, and a giant flaming sword shot towards Xu Yang's breaking air.

"Incorporating runes into swordsmanship is novel and unique. However, your performance is over here." Xu Yang said lightly, and the Eight Pole Furnace swallowed again, devouring this "breaking strike" swordsmanship.

Mu Wu was about to continue attacking, but saw the huge furnace above Xu Yang's head suddenly rising into the air and suppressing his head, with a suction force of ten times stronger.

"What kind of strange skill is this?" Mu Wu looked terrified. He was restless in the sea of ​​stars, and a fire phoenix mysterious spirit was directly swallowed into the Eight Pole furnace.

"Dragon Prince, save me! He, he is refining my natal mysterious spirit!" Mu Wu shouted in panic.

"Save you? It's too late!" Xu Yang said coldly. After he advanced to the middle stage of Xuanzong, the power of the Eight-Pole Furnace increased greatly. It was extremely simple to deal with a figure like Mu Wu, an early stage of Xuanzong. Soon, a crystal clear Xuan crystal appeared in Xu Yang's hand. The [Big Fire Sword Dance Classic] that Mu Wu practiced turned into a fire phoenix and was engraved on the inner wall of the Eight-Pole Furnace.

In an instant, Mu Wu seemed to have been aged for decades. He spit out a mouthful of blood and sat down dejectedly, looking at Xu Yang's gaze as if he was looking at a demon.

Lie Rulong's face changed drastically and he said, "Xu Yang, I misjudged your cultivation. I can keep my promise from Mu Wu. How about everyone, the water in the well will not violate the river water?"

Xu Yang said coldly: "Not what. If you mess with me, just die."

As Xu Yang said, the Eight-Pole Furnace grew bigger and landed in the air, suppressing more than ten young people.

"Eight-pole melting furnace, refining!"

Xu Yang's shirt flew away, and his blue shirt was bulging high, like a swollen sail. There was even a swell of white mist above his head, obviously he was refining the dozen young masters with all his strength.

"The bad guy is so awesome." Caili clapped his hands and smiled.

"Don't want to kill me!" In the Eight-Pole furnace, the roars of Lie Rulong and others came. These ten people gathered Xuanling together to resist the refining power of the Eight-Pole furnace.

"Xu Yang, how about it?" Yu Xuanyu was a little worried. These young masters were no more powerful than ordinary Xuanzong. They were very strong and everyone had the ability to fight across small realms.

"I want to refine these ten people with all my strength, and I cannot be disturbed. Come and protect me." Xu Yang's face turned red. He spoke a little reluctantly and said to Yu Xuanyu.

"Okay!" Yu Xuanyu and Caili, one left and one right, protected Xu Yang in the center with a solemn expression.

"Haha, little killer, are you okay?" A group of people suddenly emerged from the dense forest next to him. They were the powerful men of the Gilded Mansion headed by Guo Zichuang.

Xu Yang's face showed an anxious look. He activated the mysterious power with all his strength, and his face could almost drip bleeding.

"What a great opportunity. Xu Yang, you are so strong. You can suppress the Dragon Prince of the Lieshan Kingdom by fighting against ten," Guo Zichuang laughed. "It's a pity that you don't have the brain. In this ancient battlefield of hundreds of tribes, you actually took all your strength to refine ten powerful masters at once? Now we are just a straw to break the balance. Brothers, take action!"

Yu Xuanyu and Caili shouted angrily in unison, the former holding a halberd, while the latter gently stroked the guqin, and attacked Guo Zichuang and others.

"Hmph, Xuanling level, dare to come up?"

Guo Zichuang and the other five were at the Xuanzong level. They all took action to suppress Yu Xuanyu and Caili.

"Xu Yang, if you don't take action, we can't stand it!" Caili snorted. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!

ps:500 chapters, sprinkle flowers~
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