Villain: This little brother can deal with him, if something happens, he will really do it

"Boy, you are too young!"

"So what if you have magic weapons in hand!"

"My master will kill you today!"

After Ye Xuan stabilized his body, he looked at the phantom of the dragon in front of him, his eyes filled with solemnity.

Because of the blow just now, Ye Xuan suffered a loss!

"Damn old ghost!"

"I don't believe it. This blow can't do anything to you!"

Ye Xuan shouted coldly, and the colorful shadow of the dragon flew behind him.

Ye Xuan swung the Dragon Soul Sword and struck hard at the dragon.

clang......

A crisp impact sounded.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Xuan was knocked away by the dragon's blow, and his body was smashed into the mountain in the distance, leaving a deep pit on the ground.

puff!

Ye Xuan spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

Ye Xuan slowly climbed up from the pit and reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Looking at Zhao Hong opposite, his eyes were full of sarcasm.

"Old man, I have to admit that you are indeed very powerful!"

"Just the one blow just now caused me to be seriously injured. If it continues, I'm afraid I will die!"

Zhao Hong looked at Ye Xuan, who was knocked away by him, with disdain on his face.

"Hmph, no matter how sharp your Dragon Soul Sword is, it can't resist my Dragon Soul Fist!"

"Die!"

Zhao Hong attacked Ye Xuan again.

Ye Xuan looked at Zhao Hong, who was attacking him, and couldn't help but reveal a playful smile.

"Really......"

"Then I will let you watch a live erotic palace today!"

"Ah...you despicable and shameless scoundrel!"

When Zhao Hong heard this, he was so angry that his whole body trembled with rage.

"Damn it, you old ghost, you still know how to get angry!"

"Why did you go earlier? Now I regret it. It's too late!"

Ye Xuan said mockingly.

"I will definitely kill you and make you regret it!"

"Little beast, my master must kill you!" Zhao Hong roared crazily.

Zhao Hong was extremely angry at this moment. His majestic master of the late martial arts realm, the peak of the God King, was seriously injured by Ye Xuan.

This was the greatest humiliation in his life.

"Old guy, aren't you arrogant?"

"Then try being arrogant again!"

Ye Xuan said, wielding the Dragon Soul Sword to kill Zhao Hong again.

"Damn boy, I'm going to kill you!" Zhao Hong roared and fought with Ye Xuan again.

"Grandmaster Ye, let's go quickly!"

At this moment, Lin Xueer and three others rushed over from all around.

"Ye Xuan, let's go quickly. I feel that this old thief is even stronger than before!"

Lin Xueer said worriedly to Ye Xuan.

"Don't worry, I have a measure!"

After Ye Xuan finished speaking, the Dragon Soul Sword struck the ground hard.

Suddenly, a huge crack appeared under Ye Xuan's feet and spread in all directions.

Seeing this scene, Lin Xueer and others were completely dumbfounded.

"Grandmaster Ye, what are you doing? Do you want to blow up this place?"

“Every plant and tree here is a priceless treasure!”

"If it gets blown up by you, can you afford to pay for it?"

"Grandmaster Ye, please don't do this, okay? Let's leave quickly!"

Ye Xuan shook his head when he heard this and said: "Don't worry about it, I will take away everything here!"

Lin Xueer and others were completely dumbfounded after hearing what Ye Xuan said.

"Master Ye, are you crazy?" Lin Xueer asked in shock.

"That's right, little bastard, are you planning to commit suicide?" Zhao Hong snorted coldly, looking at Ye Xuan who was standing there with a disdainful expression.

"I just want to burn this place to the ground, what's going on?"

"Old dog, if you can, come and die with me!" Ye Xuan snorted coldly and charged at Zhao Hong again.

"Boy, since you are looking for death, I will help you!" Zhao Hong sneered and faced him again.

When Lin Xueer and others on the side saw this, their expressions turned ugly.

"Grandmaster Ye, don't fight with this madman, he is very strong, let's run!"

Lin Xueer shouted eagerly.

Ye Xuan couldn't help but frown after hearing this.

At this time, Zhao Hong once again waved his fist towards Ye Xuan.

"Die, old dog, die!"

Ye Xuan shouted loudly and slashed hard with the Dragon Soul Sword.

clang!

Zhao Hong's body took a step back, but the Dragon Soul Sword was not cut off and was still extremely sharp.

"Boy, although your Dragon Soul Sword is powerful, your soul is not very good either!"

"Today I will destroy your soul first, and then refine your body. This will make it even more perfect!"

"Hahaha...boy, you are dead!"

Zhao Hong laughed wildly and attacked Ye Xuan again.

boom!

Ye Xuan's Dragon Soul Sword once again clashed with Zhao Hong.

"Little beast, I want you to taste the power of my Dragon Soul Fist!"

"what......"

Zhao Hong's fist fell on Ye Xuan's chest again.

Ye Xuan only felt a sharp pain coming over him.

"puff......"

A large mouthful of blood spurted out from Ye Xuan's mouth.

"Damn old dog, you're looking for death!"

"I will never let you go today!"

Ye Xuan roared angrily, swung the Dragon Soul Sword again, and stabbed Zhao Hong.

Zhao Hong's figure was as fast as lightning and he dodged the attack of the Dragon Soul Sword.

"Little bastard, your speed is pretty good, but it's a pity that you are destined to perish here today!" Zhao Hong smiled wildly.

"I don't believe you can use it again!"

"Boy, just accept your death!"

As Zhao Hong spoke, he waved his arms and attacked Ye Xuan again.

This time, he will completely destroy Ye Xuan.

Zhao Hong's arms carried strong wind, as if they were made of steel, carrying terrifying power.

This is the second form of Dragon Soul Fist, the Tyrant Dragon comes to the world!

The second form of Dragon Soul Fist, Tyrant Dragon Comes to the World, infuses the fist with powerful spiritual energy, erupting with power that surpasses the realm of the God King.

rumbling~

Ye Xuan's Dragon Soul Sword was blocked by Zhao Hong's arms and could not enter Zhao Hong's body at all.

This is Zhao Hong's killer move, and Ye Xuan naturally knows it.

The only thing he can do now is to use all his strength to push the Dragon Soul Sword forward!

"Humph!"

Seeing Ye Xuan using his sword to resist his attack, Zhao Hong snorted coldly.

next second.

A rich black light suddenly appeared on Zhao Hong's fist, and exuded a suffocating and terrifying murderous intent.

"You little bastard, die!"

Zhao Hong shouted angrily, waved his hand violently, and the tyrannical power suddenly fell.

boom!

Ye Xuan flew backwards, his body covered with blood holes.

Ye Xuan's body fell hard to the ground, creating a gully several thousand meters long and causing dust to fly.

"Die!"

Zhao Hong looked at Ye Xuan, who was lying motionless on the ground, his eyes filled with bloodthirsty light.

The next second, Zhao Hong went straight to Ye Xuan and waved the whip in his hand again.