Chapter 1396

"Do you want to fight the Yang family army? OK! Beat the Holy Lord hard!"

On the face of the Lord, there was a trace of ferocity:

"What do you think of my holy mountain? Even a mole ant of a low family dares to challenge my holy mountain!"

"If Yang Xu dares to come, he will kill none!"

"Somebody! Send a message to the sage king to directly mobilize 3000 holy troops to kill the demons of the Yang family and avenge Tiandu!"

The angry Lord forgot the mysterious elder's order not to kill Yangxu.

Losing the holy heaven is such a genius.

For the holy mountain, the loss is not small.

The Lord is also heartbroken.

Over the desolate plane.

The strong man saw the situation of the holy mountain in his eyes.

Looking at the man in black carelessly:

"The boy of holy mountain ignores your order. Shall I screw off the head of the Holy Lord?"

"No, he wants to fight, so he'll fight."

The man in black smiled faintly:

"Before, I underestimated Yangxu and thought that if the holy mountain tried too hard, it would hurt Yangxu. Now it seems that it's not so easy to kill Yangxu with the waste of the holy mountain."

"It's good that they can force more than 50% of Yangxu's potential."

Based on his understanding of Yang Xu, this boy never fights with uncertainty.

Since he dares to go to the trouble of holy mountain.

It means that there must be a lot of cards, which are useless!

"Xiangli, the task of forcing Yangxu's potential and helping him enter Nirvana finally depends on you. You can't do it just by relying on the holy mountain."

The man in black had a hunch.

In the ears of the strong man elephant Li, there was a storm:

The strength of the whole level of Shengshan can't make a Yangxu?

What a huge potential this boy has!

Boom, boom!

In the void of the universe, the rising sun shook the wings of the gods and turned into a golden streamer.

He took the lead and rushed to the holy mountain.

The mighty Yang family army and the blue family were far behind him.

Yiyin!

The moment when Yangxu approached the holy mountain.

A sharp sword light tore the sky and the earth, and was born in the sky.

It contains the power of the road, a sword and a miracle, and it comes from the killing of the rising sun.

God walk!

At the critical moment, Yang Xu's body twinkled and avoided the sword light.

Poof!

The sharp sword light went straight into the cosmic void, directly broke the space crystal wall system, and drilled a bottomless black hole.

"Well, have you been prepared in advance? Good."

Yangxu smiled and looked up.

Then he saw the cosmic void in front of him, and a dense figure appeared.

Each figure was dressed in gold armor and gold helmets.

The spears and swords in his hands were standing in a forest, glittering with cold light.

In all directions, those practitioners who passed here were shocked by the scene:

"My God, there are so many holy troops on the holy mountain!"

"Holy mountain, what are you doing? Who angered the Lord?"

"No! Their target seems to be the man!"

"Eh, why do you think that man looks familiar? It seems... Yangxu! He is Yangxu, the patriarch of the Yang clan!"

"What? Is it the young genius who has recently risen like a meteor?"

Most of these practitioners who talked about it had never been to the Yang position.

So.

Yang Xu killed Yan Xiao of the Yan Family and the buried flower childe of the burial day temple with his own strength.

They don't know about the strong killing of shengtiandu.

However.

Even so, it was enough to shock them:

You know.

With the status and strength of the holy mountain.

They have always been the only ones blocking in front of other forces.

No one has ever dared to block the door of the holy mountain family.

Yangxu's doing this is undoubtedly an amazing feat!

Many practitioners who came and went stayed.

The fire of gossip twinkles in their eyes. They want to see the excitement.

Some people even began to send messages to their companions and friends.

Invite friends to see this rare spectacle.

In this way.

This group of melon eaters became active when they got the news.

A considerable number of people have learned what happened on the Yang plane:

"What! Did I hear you right, brother? Are you kidding! Yangxu killed all the saints?"

"My God, is this true or false? Yang Xu not only blocked the door of the holy mountain, but also killed the son of the holy king?"

"It's too rebellious! Shengtiandu is the strongest fighting force of the young generation of the holy mountain, and is highly valued by the Lord!"

"He is the only son of the sage Wang. Yang Xu killed the holy Tiandu and even ran to the Holy Mountain Gate to shout. Isn't this trying to die?"

For a while.

People's eyes at xiangyangxu can't help becoming complicated.

Some are shocked, some are puzzled, and some are amazed.

At this moment, Yang Xu, who has become the focus of public attention, is indifferent on her beautiful face.

Standing in the void, he looked at the so-called "holy army" in front of him calmly:

"Do you want to stop me?"

"Bold! Why don't you come to my holy mountain and talk nonsense! Die!"

Brush.

A young general in gold robes, holding a golden halberd, glittered and flew out.

Yiyin!

A flaming sword light, like a fairy flying out of the sky, broke through the air.

Poof!

The golden robed young general's head flew directly into the air.

Yang Xu holds Lin Huang's killing sword and glances at the holy army faintly:

"Your master hasn't spoken yet. All cats and dogs jump out. There are no rules."

Boom!

The crowd of onlookers burst open:

The young general in gold robe who was killed is the cultivation of moving the territory for two days.

I can't even take Yang Xu's sword. I was directly killed!

This Yang Xu's cultivation is somewhat frightening, isn't it?

Brush.

Hot eyes stared at Yang Xu's face.

People seem to want to see through him.

Deep inside, these onlookers could not help sighing:

"No wonder he can kill shengtiandu. Only this sword can see that Yangxu is indeed a genius like a demon!"

The whole holy army was silent.

A general was directly killed, which was a blow to the morale of the invincible holy army.

All the eyes of the holy army gathered on Yangxu at the moment.

There are examination, dignified and indifferent.

Yang Xu completely ignored the pressure in the eyes of the holy army, glanced at the people faintly and said:

"What about your master, the sage king? Doesn't he dare to come out and send you losers to die?"

"Let the sage king get out to see me!"

Yang Xubang drank, and his voice exploded like thunder.

Hearing this in the ears of the holy army, it made their hearts tremble.

Right now.

Hum.

A cold, iron like breath filled the air.

Like a steel castle, it fell from the sky, brush.

The figure of the sage king appeared in front of the holy army.