You think I have pure spiritual roots, why are you crying when I am invincible?

After hearing Xiao Yun's arrogant words, Yan Xuangu laughed angrily.

He stood up and glared at Xiao Yun, saying with disdain on his face: "Just because you want to kill me?"

While speaking, a dark red long sword appeared in Yan Xuangu's hand.

He was already prepared to kill Xiao Yun immediately as long as Xiao Yun made a move.

The Holy Cult Leader doesn’t want Xiao Yun to die so quickly just yet.

He also wants to use Xiao Yun and the Poison King of Eternity to help deal with those righteous monks.

Therefore, the leader of the Holy Cult took the initiative to stand up and smooth things over: "Master Yan, with your status, why bother arguing with a junior."

After saying that, the leader of the Holy Cult looked at Xiao Yun again and said: "Yun'er, Master Yan has shown mercy just now...you..."

The Holy Cult Leader was just halfway through his words.

Xiao Yun's body suddenly erupted with an extremely strong spiritual power fluctuation.

All the leaders in the entire tent were instantly shocked by this terrifying spiritual pressure.

These people looked at Xiao Yun with shock on their faces.

The powerful spiritual pressure released by Xiao Yun actually made them all feel terrified.

There is even a feeling that makes people want to run away immediately...

At this moment, golden light flashed in the big tent.

Xiao Yun's heroic sword, blessed by Jinguang Xuanlu, erupted with a harsh sound of breaking through the air.

The heroic sword went straight to Yan Xuangu's neck.

Yan Xuangu didn't expect that Xiao Yun would dare to take action against him.

When he felt the powerful spiritual pressure erupting from Xiao Yun's body, Yan Xuangu immediately wanted to fight back.

But at this moment, Yan Xuangu suddenly felt as if his body was in a [-]-meter-deep sea.

It became very difficult to move around.

Yan Xuangu's expression changed drastically, and he had no time to think carefully about what was going on.

The mysterious power in the body is running wildly.

With the blessing of the technique, Yan Xuangu barely resumed his actions.

But just when Yan Xuangu paused for a moment, Xiao Yun's heroic sword was already slashing towards his neck...

Feeling the terrifying killing intent emanating from the hero's sword, Yan Xuangu was horrified.

"how is this possible?"

"How can this Xiao Yun have such strong spiritual pressure? How can he perform such a terrifying attack?"

Yan Xuangu was completely frightened.

Xiao Yun's sword was no less powerful than a strike from a Mahayana master.

If he is struck by this sword, no matter how strong his physical body is, he will still be dismembered...

In desperation, Yan Xuangu didn't care about his face.

He roared angrily, and the spiritual power in his body exploded completely, and the shadow of a demon loomed behind him.

Yan Xuangu manifested the Holy Body without any delay.

His physical strength instantly increased more than ten times.

Zhenhai Prison can no longer suppress Yan Xuangu.

Blood mist rose from the dark red sword in Yan Xuangu's hand.

He waved the long sword in his hand to resist Xiao Yun's attack.

Finally, with Yan Xuangu's full strength, the long sword in his hand blocked Xiao Yun's heroic sword in time.

The two swords struck each other, and a harsh metallic sound erupted.

The aftermath of the sword energy from both sides sent the entire tent flying.

The tables and chairs in the big tent were also shaken to pieces.

The bodies of those Mei Ji with weak cultivation were already covered with wounds that were as deep as the bones due to the agitation of the sword energy.

Even the leaders of the various factions present had to release their body-protecting aura to resist the aftermath of the two men's sword energy...

Xiao Yun failed to kill Yan Xuangu with one blow.

This made Yan Xuangu breathe a sigh of relief.

Although he was shocked by Xiao Yun's methods.

But Yan Xuangu didn't think Xiao Yun was his opponent.

At this time, he was completely angry and had no reservations.

The cultivation of the Mahayana realm was pushed to the extreme by it...

He saw the phantom of the demon behind him roaring towards the sky, and the spiritual power in Yan Xuangu's body surged again.

Yan Xuangu glared at Xiao Yun fiercely and said, "Go to hell!"

With an angry shout, the long sword in Yan Xuangu's hand tore through the void and headed straight for Xiao Yun.

Seeing that his offensive was blocked by Yan Xuangu, Xiao Yun secretly thought it was a pity.

"Although the Seven-Star Sword is sharp enough, it is still not as good as the Divine Weapon."

"If he is holding the Dragon-Slaying Sword at this moment, even if he is as strong as Yan Xuangu, this sword will cut him and his body into two pieces..."

Although he failed to cut Yan Xuangu in two with one sword, Xiao Yun did not panic.

Seeing Yan Xuangu's menacing sword attack, Xiao Yun immediately started using Hunyuan Wuji Kung at all his strength.

The spiritual power in the body is continuously injected into the hero's sword.

Three unique swords, wield them bravely.

With the blessing of Jinguang Xuanlu, the power of the Three Ultimate Swords has reached a higher level.

Xiao Yun faced Yan Xuangu with an indomitable momentum.

The dazzling sword light illuminated the dark night sky as bright as day...

When Yan Xuangu saw Xiao Yun advancing instead of retreating, he couldn't help but snorted coldly in his heart: "You are seeking your own death..."

Just when Yan Xuangu was about to kill Xiao Yun's dog with a sword, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen.

Immediately afterwards, his internal organs felt as if they were set on fire and the pain was unbearable...

The severe pain made Yan Xuangu feel dizzy.

In a daze, Yan Xuangu suddenly thought of something.

It was the old man, the Eternal Poison King, who secretly poisoned him!

Previously, he slapped Gersasi out of the big tent. In order to show his calmness, he drank the glass of wine in front of him in one gulp.

He didn't feel anything was wrong at the time.

But now that I think about it, the taste of that glass of wine seems to be a bit spicier than what I drank before.

After Yan Xuangu learned that he had been poisoned, there was a trace of panic in his eyes.

He couldn't help but look at the Eternal Poison King not far away.

He happened to find that the Poison King of All Times was looking at him with a smile like an old fox...

Yan Xuangu's heart sank, and his body was unable to exert any strength under the stimulation of severe pain.

But just at this moment, Xiao Yun struck with a sword.

Yan Xuangu could only subconsciously raise his sword to resist.

One was using all his strength to strike a sword, and the other was barely parrying despite the severe pain.

The results speak for themselves.

Xiao Yun's heroic sword knocked the long sword out of Yan Xuangu's hand with almost no effort.

The force of sword light continues unabated.

The heroic sword directly drew a pale golden line on Yan Xuangu's chest.

The next second, the golden light dissipated, Yan Xuangu was cut into two pieces by his chest, and blood spurted out...

At this moment, time seems to be frozen.

Everyone present did not expect that Xiao Yun could cut Yan Xuangu into two sections so easily...

Even Xiao Yun himself didn't understand it.

Why does Yan Xuangu look so brave?

What if they break into pieces when they touch each other?

Yan Xuangu glared at Xiao Yun with an unwilling expression.

He never expected that he would be hurt like this by Xiao Yun, a pariah from the lower world.

Not only Yan Xuangu could not think of it.

Everyone present did not expect it.

Yan Xuangu, the leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect with a Mahayana realm cultivation, faced this young man named Xiao Yun.

He was defeated in just one move.

Is this Xiao Yun really the reincarnation of the beast god?