Caili grinded his little fangs and said angrily: "I want to knock all the bad guys who disturb sleep!"

Xu Yang laughed loudly, his voice shook for miles: "The rats with their heads and tails are still here?"

Xu Yang and Caili were both very sensitive and easily discovered Fang Qingyun and his group hidden in the dark.

"Haha! Xu Yang, who is worthy of being the top rank of the kings and princes, is really extraordinary." A burst of applause sounded, and then young heroes from the four major forces in Yingzhou appeared one after another.

"Xu Yang, you're done, I'm going to kill you!" Leng Bingyang's white hair flew away, and he said with a long roar.

Xu Yang counted and found that there were eleven Xuanmen in total, six of whom were in the early stage of Xuanjun, and the other five were only at the peak of Xuanzong. He shook his head slightly. These people were obviously more than one level lower than the few Zhongzhou mentors who ambushed him last time.

Yun Fei and others who were ambushing Xu Yang that day were all in the middle stage of Xuanjun, and Yun Fei was even in the late stage of Xuanjun. If we talk about combat power, these people could completely compete with Xu Yang when Xu Yang did not use the state of Ming Wang in the third generation. This is the gap between Zhongzhou and Yingzhou, whether it is an older master or a new generation of talented talents.

Xu Yang slowly stood up straight. With this movement, Xu Yang's momentum continued to rise, and soon he rose from an ordinary person without any mysterious aura to the mid-stage level of Xuanjun!

"Mid-stage Xuanjun!"

"It's really extraordinary, but I can't scare me! The fire thunder is broken!" The red-haired young man Yan Tuo roared loudly, his left hand was surging, his right hand was surging, and the two polar mysterious forces shone together, surrounding Xu Yang, and he was the Double Pole Xuanjun!

"Yes, let's work together to kill Xu Yang!" Fang Qingyun's folding fan unfolded, with a pattern of mountains and rivers painted on it. The blue waves around him kept pouring into the folding fan, and a big river above suddenly rushed out of the picture, and the surging sound swept towards Xu Yang.

Fang Qingyun also has a treasure in his hand, called Shanhe Fan.

Guo Tiezhu swung a huge iron rod, and the end of the rod suddenly became thicker with the blessing of mysterious power. It looked like a super long iron hammer, hitting Xu Yang with a fierce momentum.

The Leng Bingyang brothers used mysterious techniques at the same time, and two silver-gray mysterious lights shot out, turning into two overlapping and entangled ice dragons, opening two huge mouths and biting towards Xu Yang.

The other young men showed their abilities and besieged Xu Yang.

Caili snorted, took out the guqin and held it across her legs. She tucked her fingers quickly and said with a slight shout: "The technique of sound killing, the song of dream breaking!"

Sharp invisible sound waves made a sound of cracking silk, facing the attacks. A violent explosion of mysterious power. At the intersection, a hurricane blew out of thin air, sweeping the white snow on the Yashan Mountain in that area, revealing the dark and wet land.

"Caili, leave those Xuanjun-level offensives to me." Xu Yang said gently. He couldn't bear to see the little fox fight so hard.

Caili smiled sweetly, and the rhythm changed slightly. The originally uniform song of Dream Broken Suddenly split several sections. It turned into sharp sound wave arrows, letting go of Fang Qingyun, Guo Tiezhu and others, and welcoming the attacks of the remaining peak Xuanzong masters.

Then the top young masters of Xuanzong collapsed at the touch, were injured by sound waves, and blood was spurted out from their mouths.

The attack of the sound wave arrow not only contains mysterious power, but also has the power of the mind. Several young people from Xuanzong were injured this time, not only because of physical damage, but also because of severe damage to the mind. It is not easy to recover.

Caili did not have the offensives of Fang Qingyun and others, and she had absolute trust in Xu Yang.

Xu Yang's eyes were cold. He took a step forward and swung dozens of punches in a row. The force of the fist like a mountain surged out like a mountain.

The fire thunder disappeared, the sky was rolling back, the giant hammer flew back, the ice dragon shattered, and the faces of several Xuanjuns showed shock. Xu Yang was too strong, and he deserved the title of the lord and lord list.

On the top of the mountain, in the air, inside the largest flying palace treasure.

An old man with thin cheeks squinted his eyes and drank tea. Beside him, two Xuan Kings stood respectfully and solemnly, one of them was the Zhongzhou king who killed King Bichao with thunder.

This man was so powerful when he killed the Bichao King, but next to the thin old man, he was as respectful as a child.

"There's a fight outside again, and it's a lot of noise," the thin old man tasted the tea, "Jian San, what do you think?" He signaled to the Zhongzhou prince who killed King Bichao.

The man named "Sword Three" said after hearing this: "It would be unfair to have more than ten people besieged two people. Elder, should you stop it?"

The thin elder shook his head and said, "No need! Let them fight. If they can't defeat a few mediocre opponents with one person, the potential of the blue-shirt boy will be limited."

"Sword Three" nodded without saying a word.

At this moment, a few miles away, the battle between Xu Yang and the young Xuanjun was quickly divided.

Leng Bingyang and Leng Binghe brothers looked ahead in horror. Xu Yang stepped on the mysterious light, like a rushing lightning. He punched out his punch and smashed the ice shield they had worked hard to create.

"Rao..." As soon as the word "Rao..." was spit out, Xu Yang's big hand had already covered the sky and slapped the two brothers into Yashan. In an instant, the peaks and mountains shook, and the two brothers' bodies turned into mud.

Guo Tiezhu shouted loudly, and the huge iron rod threw it hard at Xu Yang. He turned around and left.

Xu Yang took a breath, stretched out a slender and powerful palm, and whirled and pressed the flying iron rod. The iron rod shot towards Guo Tiezhu at a faster speed than before, and penetrated it into the cliff at a center speed, piercing it through the cliff.

This counterattack was as fast as lightning. Guo Tiezhu's elder had only had time to roar: "Stop!" and then watched his young master die under the iron rod.

Xu Yang's murderous intent was resolved, and a blue light flashed above his body, and his whole body turned into a dragon, using the Wind Demon Escape Technique to kill Yan Tuo and Fang Qingyun.

Yan Tuo showed fear on his face and shouted, "Uncle Motian, save me!"

Fang Qingyun was not much better. He swung his mountain fan violently, and one of the mountains flew out with a loud bang and hit Xu Yang.

Fang Qingyun didn't expect this blow to kill Xu Yang, he was just delaying the time.

The next second, Xu Yang's body was hit by a mountain, as if a small stone was taken away, embedded tightly on the stone wall of the cliff.

"Just die like this?" Fang Qingyun, Yan Tuo, and the elders behind them all looked at each other. This was too simple.
Chapter completed!