Just when Liu Qing was ashamed.

Su Xuan had already led the evil halberd army to the monks of Wuxuan Sect.

This time they have five titled Spiritual Emperors coming, and there are more than a dozen ninth-level Spiritual Emperors! Su Xuan's eyes were cold.

"Xuanyuan Bailong, do you dare to be our enemy?"

An old man named Spirit Emperor shouted fiercely. His name was Lin Kong. He was a monk from Bone Spear Mountain and carried a powerful bone spear! "Are you your enemy?"

Su Xuan sneered, drew his sword suddenly, and slashed towards Lin Kong with one strike.

"Boom boom boom!"

The sky and the earth roared.

Lin Kong's expression changed drastically, and the titled Spirit Emperors around him all hurriedly came to help.

This sword was very powerful! With a "bang", both titled Spirit Emperors fell back hundreds of feet.

They only felt numbness in their arms and felt the majestic power.

They were shocked.

Xuanyuan Bailong...when did he become so strong?

Su Xuan said coldly: "Are you worthy?"

Lin Kong and others' expressions suddenly turned ugly.

"Xuanyuan Bailong, you are too arrogant!"

Yang Beicang drank coldly.

Su Xuan raised his eyebrows.

The person he most wanted to keep this time was Yang Beicang.

Su Xuan had to capture this puppet controlled by his 'senior brother' Zhao Yanque no matter what! "Boom!"

Su Xuan has long hair as wild as a dragon.

"Today...I will show you what it means to be arrogant!"

Su Xuan shouted sharply.

With a "boom", the luck of the mountains and seas surged behind him, and Su Xuan's own strength plus the power of the Evil Halberd Army also exploded.

Su Xuan punched directly without drawing his sword.

"What?"

The monks of Wuxuan Sect were shocked and felt their unparalleled fighting power.

Yang Beicang, in particular, was the first to bear the brunt of the attack. He felt the sword approaching and made his hair stand on end.

"He can induce luck, let's do it together!"

He shouted sharply.

"Boom boom boom!"

The five titled Spiritual Emperors took action together.

Su Xuan sneered.

"In vain!"

He drew a sword backwards with his other hand. The sword beam was three thousand feet long and swept across the Supreme Holy Son and several others.

"What?"

Everyone was shocked.

This... doesn't seem to be a battle of the same level! "Boom!"

The distance between them and Yang Beicang seemed to be blocked by heaven and earth, making it difficult to cross even an inch.

At this time, Su Xuan had already rushed to Yang Beicang.

"die!"

He punched out with the domineering Shi Wang Fist.

"hiss!"

Yang Beicang took a breath of cold air and was blasted away, leaving almost no room to fight back.

"So strong?"

He was horrified.

He didn't know that Su Xuan's own strength was already stronger than his own, and with the blessing of the luck of the mountains and seas and the Evil Halberd Army, he would naturally be stronger! "No, Yang Beicang's life is in danger!"

Lin Kong and the others' expressions changed greatly, and they wanted to stop them.

But...Su Xuan drew another sword.

Several people: "..." Do you want to be so cruel?

Yang Beicang was also terrified.

This guy... why are you targeting him?

"run!"

Without hesitation, Yang Beicang ran backwards.

There were clouds of black smoke coming out of his body, and his body continued to break apart, and then appeared very far away.

But... Su Xuan is faster than him.

He disappeared into the darkness and caught up with Yang Beicang in an instant.

The blade of light appeared, cutting through the invisible! "You... want to kill me?"

Yang Beicang felt a pain in his throat. If he hadn't escaped quickly, his head would have been cut.

"What do you think?"

Su Xuan sneered and disappeared like a ghost.

"open!"

Yang Beicang felt his scalp was numb.

You must know that he has become the titled Spirit Emperor, and he is full of confidence at this moment, but he didn't expect that he was forced to be so embarrassed by Su Xuan.

With a "boom", a blazing golden flame appeared, wrapped around his body, and carried him thousands of feet away in an instant.

But... "Boom!"

It was as if there was a giant palm pressing down on the sky, slamming him to the ground! "His! Destiny suppression?"

Yang Beicang felt something in his heart and looked down, only to see Su Xuan's figure appearing, his body expanding more than three times.

"boom!"

Su Xuan grabbed his head hard.

All kinds of pressure were severely suppressed on Yang Beicang.

"puff!"

He vomited blood wildly and his breath became weak.

He was horrified and said hastily: "My father... is the Master of Chunyang Palace..." He... still has some methods to use! But... this will take time! However.

"Waiting at Huangquan Road!"

Su Xuan smiled coldly.

Later.

Under the numb gaze of everyone in the distance, Su Xuan opened his mouth and took a deep breath.

Flesh and blood is like wind.

Su Xuan swallowed Yang Beicang directly! He cast the Devouring Technique! This time, he didn't give Yang Beicang any chance to escape! He... wanted to know everything about Yang Beicang! "Swallowed... Swallowed?"

"Oh My God!"

Everyone in the distance lost their voice, and felt a chill coming over their bodies.

Even if the Supreme Holy Son has such ambition, his pupils can't stop shrinking.

This... is so brutal and shocking! Liu Qing was fighting on the side, her eyes a little dull.

This battle...is boring.

And this time.

Su Xuan was already looking at the Supreme Holy Son and others, and his figure instantly disappeared into the darkness.

Yang Beicang is the focus, but he wants to kill the others too! "Run!"
To be continued...