Chapter 196

"It's over, the center is destroyed, and the spiritual power here has begun to run wild!" Jiang Weisheng roared in Yang Xuan's mind, "hurry up! Hurry up! Rush out quickly. I still have a chance to stabilize here."

Yang Xuan gritted his teeth and didn't refute him. He just rushed forward.

After avoiding several huge falling stones, he finally succeeded in returning to the top of the colorful river. Jiang Huang was still waiting here, looking anxious.

"Master Yang Xian, you finally came out. Here..."

When Jiang Huang saw Yang Xuan, he said with great joy, but Yang Xuan ignored him.

Yang Xuan flew straight forward, but a few breaths came before the huge abyss. Here, a huge stone pillar stood in the abyss and was not affected by the spiritual riot.

"Boy, take your heavenly eyes back quickly. I'm going out to cast magic and stay in this space."

"Master, take care of yourself."

Yang Xuan snorted coldly and temporarily closed the blockade of the divine light of the heavenly eye. A dark shadow rushed out of the sea and rushed to the stone pillar.

The shadow hovered over the stone pillar, constantly rolling and changing, and finally showed the human body.

Jiang Weisheng looked at the bottom of the stone pillar calmly, pinched it with both hands, and then drank a strange note with a slight surprise.

The stone pillar also shook at the moment, sending out invisible ripples and spreading in all directions.

"Master Yang Xian, what's going on?"

Jiang Huang caught up and looked at the shadow in front with doubt. Behind him, the colorful river was like a pot of boiling water. The river kept rolling, and the speed of dense transpiration increased several times.

"Hum, Lord Jiang, that is the founder of your country Jiang."

Yang Xuan said with a gloomy face, and his body opened the distance secretly. At the same time, a golden awn was bred between his eyebrows, ready to be thundered at any time.

"What, founder?"

Jiang Huang didn't react for a moment. He stared at the dark shadow on the stone pillar. A moment later, he looked frightened.

The founding father of the state of Jiang was provided with a portrait in the royal family. Now he compared it with the face of the figure, which immediately made waves in his heart.

"Master Yang Xian... This... This..."

Jiang Huangyi pointed to the shadow and looked at Yang Xuan from time to time.

Yang Xuan ignored him and focused on Jiang Weisheng. The golden light in his eyebrows kept solidifying. As soon as the surroundings stabilized, he would seriously hurt Jiang Weisheng at the first time. Otherwise, his situation might be very bad.

Invisible ripples spread from the stone pillars. After a long time, the shaking of the ground gradually became subtle, and the rolling changes of the colorful River also gradually disappeared.

"Right now!"

Yang Xuan whispered in his heart that this was the best time for him to take action. When the surroundings were completely calm, Jiang Weisheng would certainly be on guard.

The golden light between his eyebrows flashed wildly for several times, and finally turned into several streamers. Those streamers rotated and intertwined in the air, and in the blink of an eye they came to the front of Jiang Weisheng.

"Master Yang Xian, what are you doing?"

Jiang Huang exclaimed, and his face changed dramatically.

The dark shadow was much calmer. One hand continued to pinch and decide, while the other was facing the golden streamer. In mid air, countless auras immediately flocked to form a barrier in a short time.

The golden light bombarded it with only ripples, which is difficult to break.

Jiang Weisheng turned his head and looked at Yang Xuan with a sneer: "boy, you'd better be calm. When I stabilize here, I'll settle with you."

Yang Xuan didn't answer, but Wu Zi took out the red wooden sword from the storage bag and threw it into the air. The wooden sword immediately floated there.

"If we don't solve him, the trouble will be really big."

Yang Xuan clenched his teeth and pointed to the wooden sword with one hand. Several wisps of red light mixed with a large amount of aura poured into it. The red awn on the wooden sword was very prosperous, and the burning breath was soaring. There was even a heat wave in the air.

Seeing this, Jiang Huang hurried to the side of Yang Xuan and said in a hurry: "master Yang Xian, is there any misunderstanding, this..."

"Get out of the way."

Yang Xuan's voice was so cold that he couldn't help shivering.

With his cultivation, when Yang Xuan was running with all his strength, the spiritual pressure generated nearby was not what he could bear at all.

The burning spirit power on the wooden sword kept swinging, and a layer of flame came out of thin air and burned. Jiang Huang was forced to retreat several steps away from Yang Xuan.

When the spirit power on the red wooden sword reached a limit, Yang Xuan was slightly surprised. The wooden sword immediately turned into a streamer and killed Jiang Weisheng.

"Hum! Small skill!"

Jiang Weisheng snorted coldly and pointed out again. The wooden sword immediately stagnated in mid air, as if there was an invisible obstacle ahead. It was difficult to move forward.

"Break it for me!"

Yang Xuan shouted angrily. His clothes were windless and automatic, and the majestic spiritual power surged out, which increased the prestige of the wooden sword.

The invisible barrier was exposed. Under the impact of the wooden sword, the ripples continued, and there was a more nourishing sound, as if the spiritual power had been ignited.

Jiang Weisheng looked in the direction of the wooden sword and looked ferocious: "boy, you want to die!"

He also freed his other hand and was about to pinch it. Suddenly, the space around him trembled, which scared him to give up casting and continue to maintain the stone pillar.

Yang Xuan's eyes lit up. He immediately took out a spirit stone from his waist and held it in his palm. He quickly absorbed the spirit power to supplement himself by absorbing the spirit beads. At the same time, he played several spirit powers again and disappeared into the wooden sword.

A loud cry suddenly rang out and echoed in the space. A very light virtual shadow appeared above the red wooden sword.

"Phoenix clan!"

Jiang Weisheng was shocked and was about to make an action. The virtual shadow suddenly flashed and went straight through the barrier to his body.

"No!"

With a shrill roar, the virtual shadow rushed into the body of the dark shadow and disappeared.

Jiang Weisheng's face was suddenly smothered, and strands of red light continued to appear, with a faint sign of penetrating the body.

Yang Xuan was also a little surprised. The virtual shadow appeared automatically. It had nothing to do with him. It should be the art of the wooden sword itself.

"Phoenix?"

He thought to himself that in the distance, the dark shadow above the stone pillar stopped casting the spell, and his body expanded in mid air, sometimes changed back to its original size, and the red light loomed, as if it was about to burst.

"Boy!"

Jiang Weisheng's face was twisted, and there were several cracks on his face, as if it were the surface flowing with lava.

"You forced me!"

He roared and ignored the stone pillar. He grabbed Yang Xuan's position from a distance.

The four sides of the spiritual power along with his this action is to rush toward Yang Xuan, as if to squeeze him alive.

Before he could respond, Jiang Weisheng turned into a streamer and disappeared in the blink of an eye. When he reappeared, he was already in front of Yang Xuan.

"No!"