Chapter 659

Yang Xuan's toes were light on the ground, and the whole person rose up in the air. The wooden sword that had been silent for a long time in the spirit tower reappeared in his hands. On the wooden sword, there was a burning Liyan.

The master of the shadow Pavilion kicked heavily on the space cage condensed between the waving of the ancestors of the Yang family. After a ripple on the space cage, it finally broke into pieces.

He raised his head and looked for Yang Xuan's trace, but found a burning wooden sword stabbing at his throat like a poisonous snake. The flame above the wooden sword contained powerful destructive power, which made him fear from the bottom of his heart.

He quickly avoided the sword with a lazy donkey rolling posture.

Yang Xuan was not in a hurry to attack, because behind him, other ghosts were not idle, and their divine sense had locked Yang Xuan.

"Didn't you expect? I'm not who I was."

Yang Xuan smiled at the corner of his mouth and looked at the somewhat embarrassed shadow Pavilion master. He was quite proud in his eyes.

One side, the ancestor of the Yu family looked at Yang Xuan, his face couldn't help changing, and exclaimed, "have you entered the sixth realm?"

"No."

Yang Xuan shook his head and said to the ancestors of the Yu family, "I'm in a special state now. A Yuanying has been generated in my body, but if I seriously talk about it, I'm not a monk in Yuanying period."

Yang Xuan seems a little distressed. Generally speaking, when monks are promoted to the sixth realm, they will experience natural disaster and use the power of Tianlei to refine Yuanying. However, although the first gold elixir has given birth to Yuanying, the second gold elixir is still a long way from becoming Yuanying.

However, if it is true, Yang Xuan will not lose to the friars who have just entered the yuan infant period, or even be a little higher. Not only the ancestors of the Yu family, but also the shadow Pavilion owner on the side found out about it.

At this time, the breath on Yang Xuan's body feels very strange. He can clearly feel that there is a breath like a newborn baby in Yang Xuan's Dantian. For every friar whose strength has reached the sixth realm, this feeling will never be forgotten. Before entering the middle of the sixth realm, when cultivating, monks should not only absorb their own spiritual power from heaven and earth, but also draw out some spiritual power to nourish Yuanying.

This feeling is like pregnancy in October. Even if you are promoted to a higher level many years later, it is absolutely impossible to forget.

However, Yang Xuan's breath still stays in the fifth realm, and Yang Xuan still retains the special fluctuation when communicating with all things in heaven and earth.

At this moment, the shadow cabinet leader began to be careful.

"Dragon five, you have a grudge against this boy? Do you want me to help you?"

A tall ghost Xiu with a big knife in his hand came to the Lord of the shadow Pavilion and asked aloud. The big knife in his hand is not the narrow long knife that people often see. The ridge of the big knife has two fingers or so. Holding the big knife in his hand is like carrying a door panel. Perhaps it was because it was too troublesome to carry the knife on his shoulder, so the man dragged the knife to the ground. When he walked on the ground, the ground behind him would be marked with a long trace by a big knife.

"Be careful, this boy is really weird."

The master of the shadow Pavilion stared at Yang Xuan closely, full of vigilance. He has suffered a great loss in Yang Xuan's hand, but he doesn't want to have a second time. What's more, this is the action that determines that ghost Xiu can make waves in the territory of the great Wei Dynasty.

The man holding the broadsword smiled disdainfully and said to the shadow Pavilion master, "I'm not just a hairy boy. How can you go back more and more?"

Then, without waiting for the shadow Pavilion master to reply, he accelerated his steps towards Yang Xuan, and the smile on his face became ferocious.

Yang Xuan looked at the two ghost repairs without fear. His momentum kept rising and collided with the spirit field of ghost repair. A small whirlwind began to blow in the air.

"Fool, be careful."

In mid air, Yu Qingcheng shouted to Yang Xuan with concern. His eyebrows were full of tension and remorse that he couldn't help but watch.

The Bai family's ancestor and the Guan Shu have been locked up. Although the Bai family's ancestor constantly tries to break through the Guan Shu and prevent the butterfly from continuing to crack the array, the Guan Shu can always stop the Bai family's ancestor with his energy that can corrode everything. Although the ancestor of the Bai family has entered the sixth realm for many years and has great strength, the closing book moves are strange and various means emerge one after another. They can't tell the victory or defeat for a moment.

On the other side, Jiang Qingfeng has subdued Longli and is moving his muscles and bones. And long Li is lying on the ground, constantly moaning. It was also a contest between physical cultivation, but Jiang Qingfeng let Longli have no power to fight back. At this time, his limbs and bones were broken, and he couldn't even stand up.

The ancestors of the Yu family and the Yang family stared closely at the other ghost repairs. While being alert to the two elders, those ghost repairs were also watching when the butterflies behind them broke the array of the prison and were ready to rush into it. Therefore, although the two sides were at loggerheads, no one meant to start first.

At this time, the distance from the butterfly said one-third of the incense, has been very fast.

"Come on!"

Yang Xuan's eyes burst out with a strong sense of war. The dragon soul formula was transported to the extreme. The two cultivation skills operated at full speed. Countless spiritual powers were mobilized from his body and transformed into Liyan covering the whole body to meet the two ghost practitioners.

Prompted by the smoke and dust step, the man holding the big knife can always be dodged flexibly by Yang Xuan, although each knife is powerful and heavy. Yang Xuan ignored the former, but rushed towards the Dragon five. This was the first time Yang Xuan knew the name of the master of the shadow Pavilion, and it was also the closest strength between the two.

Long Wu took advantage of Yang Xuan's unprepared attack just now, but this time, he didn't seem to have such good luck. Seeing that Yang Xuan rushed to his face, Long Wu kicked Yang Xuan's calf. He had expected to break Yang Xuan's calf, but this time it was like kicking on a steel plate.

Oh, no, even the steel plate should break a big hole under his foot.

A kick up, did not achieve their original expected purpose, Long Wu quickly opened the distance with Yang Xuan. What he is best at is the use of various arrays, and his actual combat ability is not very prominent. Yang Xuan was the most overbearing body refining skill with the dragon soul formula, and the two were immediately superior to each other.

Seeing that long Wu suffered a loss, the man with a big knife urgently wanted to subdue Yang Xuan. But no matter how fast he speeds up the attack, Yang Xuan has eyes behind him. While beating the Dragon five back, he can easily avoid the man's attack.