Chapter 87

However, his pull was immediately controlled by Yang Xuan's right hand.

Compared with the man in black, Yang Xuan's palm is much smaller, some white, some slender, more like a woman's hand.

But it was such a weak hand that it was so light on his forearm that it was difficult for him to pull out.

The man in black is also an old strong man. He has rich experience and is not flustered at the moment. His right hand just picked up the big knife and cut it horizontally towards Yang Xuan's right hand.

"Pa!"

Yang Xuan's left hand stretched out and grabbed it directly on the big knife. The majestic red spiritual power rushed towards his hand and destroyed most of his left sleeve. However, the arm was intact.

"How is this possible!"

The man in black was really shocked this time.

Although he was just a random blow and in a hurry, this broadsword is a real Lingbao. Don't say that Yang Xuan is no more than a little monk in the second realm. Even people in the later stage of the third realm definitely don't dare to take it so hard with their bare hands.

The horror in his heart had not been calmed down. Yang Xuan's eyes looked at him and showed a cruel smile.

With a "click", the left hand of the man in black caught by Yang Xuan was twisted and deformed. Severe pain rushed into his brain and nearly made him unconscious.

Yang Xuan looked at his face twisted and painful. He smiled and made another effort to tear off the left arm.

This time, the man in black couldn't help but roar up to the sky, and there were bean sized beads of sweat rolling down on his forehead.

"You... Die!"

The soft murmur seemed to come from the depths of the earth and poured into the ears of people in black.

His eyes suddenly widened. The breath of the third realm rose into the sky. The spiritual power rushed out of his body regardless of everything, and the silver shield appeared again.

There was a flash of silver.

A handful of blood splashed.

The tall and heavy silver shield fell weakly to the ground, stirred up a burst of dust, and even many gravel were shocked.

At the chest of the man in black, a blood hole with a big fist appeared out of thin air.

In Yang Xuan's hand, a red object kept beating and gushing out gurgling viscous blood.

"What's going on..."

A little blood flowed from under the mask of the man in black, and his eyes gradually lost their look. After he looked down at the big hole in his chest, the whole man immediately fell back.

Somewhere in the mountains.

"Hmm? What's the matter? How did the old three's breath disappear?"

The body of a man in black suddenly stopped, and the momentum that had been rising in the distance disappeared in the blink of an eye, making his eyes jump wildly.

"Is something wrong? No, no one can get him in such a small place. What's more, he still has that thing..."

The man in black shook his head, moved his aura and continued to run forward, but his speed was much faster than before.

Many places in the mountains are also performing the same scene at this time. In the middle of the air, there is a streamer passing through, and the speed is appalling.

Throw the red object in his hand aside at will. The scarlet color in Yang Xuan's eyes is also a little lighter, and the scarlet streamer at the corner of his eyes is no longer overflowing.

The ferocity on his face gradually disappeared, and his tight body suddenly loosened and gasped heavily.

Looking at the body of the man in black on the ground, Yang Xuan's eyes showed a look of meditation.

"Is that power again? It's getting stronger and harder to control!"

He raised his hand and looked at it. There was still a trace of heat above, and the scarlet blood kept dripping to the ground.

Although he was lucky to kill the man in black by this force, he was not happy at all. Compared with the man in black, this force seemed more terrible.

"The frequency of outbreak is higher and higher, and the power contained in each time is stronger and stronger. We must find a time to study it."

His eyebrows frowned, and after a whisper, he was surprised again.

Several spiritual power fluctuations appeared in his perception again, and the speed was very fast, and the one he first felt was already nearby.

While the power in his body had not completely dissipated, he was trying to escape, but his eyes fell on the body of the man in black on the ground and the silver shield on the side.

It is definitely not an ordinary product that can be used by a strong person in the third realm for a long time, especially the silver shield.

A flash of silver not only blocked his powerful blow, but also formed the power of counter attack. It is amazing.

After hesitating for a while, he first picked up the red big knife, lit it up, immediately carried it on his back, and then groped around the man in black and took out a small brocade bag.

The cultivation experience of the old city Lord also records many strange things in the cultivation world. This brocade bag is very similar to them. It is called storage bag.

Yang Xuan also knows something about it, but he hasn't seen it before. Now he has one and can study it in the future.

Of course, if he can escape smoothly.

The brocade bag was very small, and the broadsword was not heavy. It did not add much burden to him, but the silver shield was different.

When the man in black took it out, it was only the size of a palm, but now it is one person's height. It's really difficult to carry it on his back.

But it's also what interests him most.

Yang Xuan pondered for a moment and immediately bent down to help the shield up.

Strangely, the silver shield looks calm and heavy. At first, it is extremely light and even less heavy than the big knife.

A look of joy appeared in Yang Xuan's eyes.

"God helps me, too. If only I could be smaller."

He thought in his heart that the little shield shrank rapidly in his surprised eyes just after the idea came out. However, in the blink of an eye, it became the size of a palm and was quietly suspended in the air.

Yang Xuan was overjoyed and had no time to study the doorway. After collecting Xiaodun at his waist, the whole person turned into a remnant and disappeared in place.

Not long after Yang Xuan left, a figure appeared on the cracked ground.

The same black clothes, the same white mask.

As soon as he appeared, his eyes fell on the body on the ground, the blood on his chest was still gurgling, and the heat did not dissipate.

The man in black was stunned and his body trembled slightly.

"Old three!"

"Ah!"

A furious roar came out, followed by a violent spiritual power fluctuation. A group of startling birds suddenly flew up in the woods around, and even the branches and leaves of the trees around shook.