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Chapter 1289

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"How can he be so strong?!"

Zhang Bairen and the others were all agitated, and even their Taoist hearts were trembling.

"Hold on! Hold on! Hold on for a while longer and we will win! He is just an arrow at the end of its flight. As long as we hold on, we will win! "

Fenghao's face was as pale as paper. He roared ferociously, cheering for himself and the others.

"Boom!"

As soon as his voice fell, he saw a virtual light hit the defensive circle and sent a martial artist flying. A smear of blood spurted out in the air, which was dazzling.

"Ah!"

The martial artist screamed. The acupoints on his body exploded, and his meridians withered instantly.

His whole body fell to the ground and slid dozens of feet away, leaving a long trail of blood.

The surrounding martial artists were all agitated. They cast disdainful and cold gazes at the martial artist who fell to the ground. If it weren't for the rules of the competition, they would have rushed up and killed him.

Zhang Bairen and the others' faces changed drastically. Their faces were even uglier than a dead man's.

After that person was sent flying, the pressure on each of them increased by a few degrees.

"Impossible! Where did he get so much vital essence? Soon, soon, he will be exhausted after a few more strikes! "

Fenghao roared, and the power in his hand increased.

"Boom!"

As soon as his voice fell, Yang Qingxuan slashed out more than ten times with the halberd, blowing away more than half of the defensive shield. The two martial artists screamed and flew out.

All the onlookers were frightened and looked at this scene in shock.

With one person's strength, he challenged twenty-three heaven's favored sons of the top twenty-four families and crippled them one by one.

Such a terrible scene, it would be difficult to see a second time in this life.

Immediately, many people reacted. The scene they saw at this moment would become a far-reaching landmark event.

Even the green-toothed man in front of them, no matter who he was, no matter what achievements he had before, would be famous in the world after this battle.

The more Gongshu Qing watched, the more frightened he felt. The fear in his heart filled his whole soul. "We must not be enemies with this person! It's too terrible! The entire Gongshu family must not stand on the opposite side of this person! "

Zhong Xie's eyes turned into four pupils. He stared ahead with burning eyes and clenched ten fingers.

A terrifying power flowed through his body, but it was forcefully suppressed.

Yang Qingxuan's unrelenting fighting spirit had aroused the strong fighting spirit in his heart. Under his calm exterior, a volcanic power was surging in his meridians.

Zhong Jie's body trembled slightly, and the ground under his feet cracked continuously.

He had to endure the pain of not attacking!

"Ah! Ah! "

Another two martial artists were sent flying. The sky was dyed red with blood.

Everyone's defensive shield had a big flaw in an instant, and the halberd's virtual light continued to chop on it.

Boom! Boom! — — "

He didn't stop for even a moment, and his strength didn't even decrease in the slightest!

Fenghao and the rest had looks of despair in their eyes, knowing that they were finished.

"No! — — "

The few of them roared with unwillingness and despair.

Boom!

Finally, a beam of light completely shattered the defensive barrier. It was as if the entire sky had suddenly split open. Countless amounts of energy turned into sparkling fragments that scattered in the air.

"Puff! — — "

More than ten figures were flung away. Blood was spat out everywhere.

Yang Qingxuan suddenly withdrew his halberd, and a beam of virtual light suddenly rushed into the sky like a dragon's roar.

Everyone looked up in horror. The last beam of halberd light directly cut a bottomless gully in the sky. It was like a wound in the sky, pitch-black and terrible.

Between heaven and earth, it became extremely silent.

Only the twenty-three disciples were left. They were scattered around, howling and screaming. Each of them was in extreme pain.

Gulp.

After a while, the young man saved by Yang Qingxuan couldn't help but swallow. His face was full of horror and horror.

The emotions of all the onlookers went from anger at the top twenty-four families to shame and indignation, then to worry about Yang Qingxuan, and now to shock and horror.

Everyone looked at Yang Qingxuan with eyes full of awe.

This was a world where the strong were respected. Power could arouse people's fear, but it could also arouse people's yearning and respect.

Fatty Pan was also dumbfounded. Although he knew that Yang Qingxuan was strong, he didn't expect him to be strong to such an extent. One against twenty-three, and a complete victory!

This battle record would soon spread throughout the entire Star Field, and his name would shake the world.

Yang Qingxuan stabbed his halberd into the ground, supporting his body. He was constantly gasping for breath, his chest heaving up and down.

Under the crazy attack just now, he had almost exhausted all his physical strength.

Now that he stopped, he was really an arrow at the end of its flight.

However, everyone was shocked by his power. No matter friend or foe, no one dared to come forward.

Fatty Pan carefully stepped forward and asked, "Boss, are you okay?"

Yang Qingxuan swallowed a few pills, stabilized the aura in his body, looked around, and said, "See if anyone is dying. You must save them. I can't be eliminated."

"Yes, yes."

Fatty Pan hurriedly ran a circle around the area and checked every disciple who had been sent flying. He forcibly stuffed a bunch of medicinal pills into the mouths of those who were more seriously injured. Only then did he run back and say with a smile, "They're all alive. Not a single one is dead, but most of them are crippled."

Yang Qingxuan said, "That's good."

Saying so, he put away his halberd, one hand forming a seal, and used the Nine Thousand Wind Technique to adjust his aura.

Gu Lan struggled to stand up, looking at Yang Qingxuan with fear and complexity.

Among the twenty-three people, her condition was the best. The halberd light only pierced one of her acupoints, destroying three or four meridians. It wouldn't take long for her to be healed.

Gu Lan knew that this was the reward for her kindness.

Otherwise, she would have been crippled.

She felt a wave of fear, lingering fear, and confusion.

"You're very strong."

A voice came. Yang Qingxuan suddenly opened his eyes. He didn't know when Zhong Jie was standing in front of him, but her cold eyes were staring at him.

Yang Qingxuan said vigilantly, "You too."

Zhong Jie smiled and said, "But you're still not my opponent."

Fatty Pan scolded, "F * ck, are you blind? Didn't you see how strong my boss is?! "

The surrounding warriors all shouted, "What kind of trash is this? Why didn't you stand out when the twenty-four top ten families were arrogant?"

It was a voice full of contempt and ridicule.

Yang Qingxuan narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Oh?"

Zhong Jie didn't argue, and said with a smile, "You crippled so many people from the twenty-four top ten families. You've almost become the enemy of the entire human race. Have you not thought about the consequences?"

Yang Qingxuan said, "How can I cultivate my heart of martial arts if I'm afraid of the front and the back? How can I walk on the road? "

Zhong Jie praised, "Good, you just have to walk on the road. Your heart of martial arts is very strong. I think you can enter the top ten. At that time, you and I will have a fight. "

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