1351: C1351 What Was the War God （

C1351 What Was the War God （

Everyone seemed to have the spirit of street hooligans fighting. They moved forward and retreated while covering each other's backs. They kept pulling each other, making it so that Yang Xuan could not even touch a hair of them.

But after clashing with Yang Xuan once, they also knew. The flames on Yang Xuan's body were definitely not to be trifled with, and they did not dare to easily clash with Yang Xuan again. However, Yang Xuan wasn't in a hurry. He stood quietly in the middle of the crowd. He looked at the crowd with a smile on his face.

"Ling Feng Kill!!" A sharp voice came from behind Yang Xuan's head, causing the hairs on Yang Xuan's back to stand up. Behind him, a man in green held a pair of short daggers. He pointed at Yang Xuan's back. Yang Xuan hurriedly unleashed his Dragon Elephant Power, and blocked the attack of the man in green with a golden light.

Even so, Yang Xuan could still feel a wisp of Sword Qi passing through his flesh and blood and entering his heart meridian. It began to wreak havoc in his heart meridian.

In an instant, Yang Xuan's heart meridian was stirred into a paste.

Yang Xuan turned around and punched the man in green's body, causing one of his arms to explode. He swung his sword again, cutting off one of the man's legs.

The man in green let out a miserable howl and fell to the ground. In the blink of an eye, the nine people turned into eight people.

"Brothers, attack!" The Sect Master of the Golden Elephant Sect shouted. He knew the power of the man in green's attack, and he could tell from Yang Xuan's expression that he wasn't feeling good right now.

But at this moment, Yang Xuan made a move that made everyone swallow their saliva. He tore open his own chest and tore off one of his ribs. He then pulled out the heart meridian and put the rib back in.

Everyone instantly sucked in a breath of cold air, even if it didn't happen to them. They still felt a burst of pain. However, Yang Xuan's facial expression didn't change at all, as if nothing had happened to him. He looked at the crowd again and asked disdainfully, "Is this the end?"

In his chest, his heart meridian was regrowing at a speed visible to the naked eye. The wound on his chest had also healed, leaving no trace behind.

The Power of War God had already been circulated to the fourth level. If he were to take another step forward... It's the highest fifth level. Even though it was only four times the strength, Yang Xuan's current strength had already reached a terrifying level. Even if it was a Sovereign cultivator who fought him, he would still lose without a doubt.

The lump of flesh and blood that was blown up by Yang Xuan was instantly absorbed by him. The Qi in his body had become stronger. Under the blood sacrifice, anything that carried blood would be able to increase Yang Xuan's strength.

The experience of the man in green was still lingering in everyone's minds, even though his body was relatively weak. He was easily killed by Yang Xuan with a single punch. It was truly terrifying. However, what was even scarier was Yang Xuan's abnormal recovery ability. Even with his strong physique, the ferocious beast was still far from being able to compare with Yang Xuan.

However, under the Power of War God, his strength couldn't help but increase at an extremely fast speed. Furthermore, the speed at which he recovered from his injuries had become extremely terrifying. As long as his bones weren't cut off along with his bones, under the enhancement of the fourth level of the Power of War God... Almost all of his injuries could be healed in an instant.

Yang Xuan took out a large Origin Returning Pill and threw it into his mouth. The Spiritual Force in his body was refilled. Without considering the mental energy consumption, Yang Xuan had 200 Great Origin Returning Pill. It was enough to support Yang Xuan to use up all of his Spiritual Force and fill it up 50 more times.

The eight of them looked at each other, and unexpectedly began to fear each other. No one dared to attack Yang Xuan first. They couldn't imagine that this young man in front of them was just a young man who had just broken through to the Eighth Stage. How could his strength be so terrifying?

"Since you guys aren't going to attack, it's my turn." Yang Xuan smiled and came to the back of the green-robed man. He unsheathed his Black Dragon Horn and shouted, "Ling Feng Kill!"

The tip of the sword landed on the shoulder of the green-robed man. The expression of the green-robed man changed instantly. He hurriedly tried to dodge. However, it was already too late. A sharp wind energy drilled into his flesh and blood. A blood sword shot out from his shoulder. Everyone knew that... The bones on his shoulder had been broken, even at this level of strength... He wouldn't be able to recover in less than three to five days.

"Everyone be careful, he can imitate our thaumaturgy, don't use thaumaturgy recklessly in front of him" Everyone exclaimed when they saw how Yang Xuan had used the techniques they had learned from them to make one of them lose his ability to fight.

The golden-robed man's face darkened, and he shouted at the people below, "Men! Surround and kill Yang Xuan!"

All of a sudden, numerous cultivators flew up into the sky from the Golden Elephant Sect. Yang Xuan looked at the group of cultivators and said with a smile on his face, "Are you finally willing to fight for real?"

"Humph, I hope you can think clearly about what you have done." The man in golden robe said with a cold snort.

Yang Xuan said indifferently, "If that's the case, then come. If you want to fight, then fight."

After saying that, he rushed into the crowd and arrived next to a cultivator. A punch landed on his shoulder and shattered his shoulder blade. The surrounding people rushed forward, planning to surround and attack Yang Xuan. However, they were repelled by Yang Xuan's punch.

Yang Xuan's strength had already reached the level of Sovereign, and compared to ordinary Sovereign... More than a lot. These people who were attacking Yang Xuan weren't weak. The weakest among them was at the Seventh Stage. If they were only Sixth Stage warriors, they wouldn't even have the right to fight here. They would be killed by the shockwaves created by the attacks of the surrounding people.

There were a total of three hundred cultivators here, and it was clear that they had gathered all the Seventh Stage cultivators of the Righteous Alliance here.

More and more people charged at Yang Xuan, but no matter who they were... Not even a single one of them could withstand a single blow from Yang Xuan, and they all lost their ability to fight. However, they didn't have the intention to give up. They continued to attack Yang Xuan. In the end, almost every second, hundreds of martial skills would rush towards Yang Xuan.

At this time, Yang Xuan's brows began to frown. Although these cultivators were things that could be solved with a single strike, their martial skills were nothing to Yang Xuan. However, there was a qualitative change in quantity. As the saying goes, ants bite an elephant to death. Even Yang Xuan did not dare to take on over a hundred martial skills at the same time.

Seeing Yang Xuan begin to dodge, everyone became excited. Because Yang Xuan's performance just now was too brave, they had the illusion that Yang Xuan would not die. But now, it seemed like Yang Xuan was still alive after falling to the ground. He was also afraid of death. There would be a time when he would die.

"Brothers, work harder. Yang Xuan is about to run out of water." In the crowd, someone shouted first. When the other people around heard it, they also shouted.2

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