The top ten female emperors stood up to welcome the return of the immortal emperor

The remaining six members of the Tiger Gang looked at the steaming and bloody corpse of their boss.

In an instant, all the veins popped up, and he rushed straight in the direction of Yang Huan.

"Boy, you are courting death!!"

Yang Huan looked at the people who were getting impatient, and didn't panic at all. He just pointed at the remaining six people from his waist with the evil sword in his hand.

"The fourth form of Mingshen Sword Art --- Illusion Shura."

As Yang Huan murmured softly like a dream, in an instant, countless floating evil swords suddenly appeared behind Yang Huan.

These evil swords seemed to be controlled by Yang Huan, and they flew straight at the six members of the Tiger Gang in an instant.

At this time, the members of the Tiger Gang did not dare to be careless. After all, Yang Huan just cut off the little leader who was a reincarnation realm with a single sword. In their hearts, Yang Huan must at least be a monk in the reincarnation realm.

At the same level, the number of people is their biggest advantage, but now they don't know what kind of specific level Yang Huan is. Facing so many swords raining on them like raindrops, they can only choose to be passive Defense dodge.

When they dodged in a panic, Yang Huan seemed to ignore the evil swords swirling around them at all.

He rushed directly in front of one of them!

Accompanied by more than a dozen evil swords attacking from all angles!
Seeing Yang Huan rushing towards him without fear of death, the man was shocked and quickly dodged.

Is this person dying?Even if he put the sword himself, the tip of the sword does not recognize anyone!Is he really not afraid of being stabbed to death by his own sword?

However, just as he was thinking this, Yang Huan rushed in front of him in a moment of slow movement, regardless of the fact that there was an evil sword behind him that also stabbed towards him.

It was as if he had completely given up on defense, just thinking about exchanging with this person.

Seeing this scene, the man gritted his teeth fiercely, roared, and punched Yang Huan's evil sword violently!
Since you want to change one, come here!Anyway, there are still five of them, even if I switch with you, there are still five people to entertain the little girl around you!
What's more, your sword may not be able to really kill me!

Just when this person thought so.

Sudden.

The evil sword in Yang Huan's hand seemed to be a shadow that didn't exist at all.

It passed through his fist directly, and then disappeared without a trace in Yang Huan's hands.

"boom!!!"

His fist collided with Yang Huan's. Yang Huan took three steps back slightly, but the member of the Tiger Gang remained motionless.

"Haha, little baby, your strength is a little weak..."

The man thought he had completely defeated Yang Huan, so he raised his head to the sky and screamed. Just as he wanted to quickly avoid the flying swords around him, he found that the evil sword in Yang Huan's hand had pierced his heart at some point!
"puff!!!"

Yang Huan's face was indifferent, and he drew his evil sword from his chest. At the same time, thousands of evil swords flying around the group of people disappeared without a trace, as if these evil swords were just some illusions, and they had never existed before. existed.

The fourth form of Mingshen Sword Art --- Illusion Shura.

It can make people die without knowing how they died.

"you……"

The man watched helplessly as his heart was pierced by a sword, but he was already powerless.

After saying the last word in his life, he completely lost his vitality and fell to his knees.

Seeing this unimaginable scene, everyone was dumbfounded, not understanding what happened at all.

However, Yang Huan did not give them the slightest chance to react.

The moment he regained control of the evil sword in his hand, Yang Huan's figure flashed in place and disappeared.

When all the members of the Tiger Gang gathered together cautiously, looking vigilantly at where Yang Huan would rush out from.

Yang Huan's figure had already appeared above their heads.

"Mingshen Sword Jue Fifth Form——Opening the Sky!!"

Accompanied by this burst of dazzling golden light, Yang Huan was already holding the evil sword, accelerated twice in the air, and stabbed the ground at the feet of the five of them with the tip of the sword.

At the moment when Xie Jian's sword tip pierced the ground, the sound of "boom" came from the ground under their feet.

Like cracks, the earth began to spread cracks one after another, and all of these cracks exuded a strange golden light.

When the members of the Tiger Gang realized that the ground under their feet was not right, it was completely over.

Countless berserk energy burst out from the ground beneath their feet, and this berserk energy directly sent all of them flying, hanging high in the air.

Everyone in the Tiger Gang panicked and frantically adjusted their figures in the air, trying to make themselves land quickly.

But at this time.

Condensed by a golden aura, a black death-like dragon hovering around its body like the aura of hell has opened its mouth wide open to them in the air.

By then, Yang Huan had already drawn out his last sword and gently retracted the sheath.

"Mingshen Sword Art Sixth Form--Fulong Soaring to the Sky."