"How dare you, brat!" Ancestor Han Shan let out an earth-shaking roar, and the two long swords in his hands suddenly burst out with brilliant light.
The next moment, the two of them flew up into the air and stood in midair.
"Falling Sun Sky!" Then, the two of them shouted at the same time, and the sun-like light in their hands suddenly fell to the ground.
There was no sound. When the two suns fell on the ground, the whole ground seemed to turn transparent for a moment, bursting with intense light that soared into the sky.
The world suddenly stopped.
At this moment, everything seemed to be bound by a strange force and stopped.
Even the burning flames seemed to be still for a moment.
After an unknown period of time, Yang Xuan was suddenly ejected from the ground in an open space in front of the main hall, the bloodstain on the corner of his mouth dazzling.
At this time, his face was full of horror.
He had never imagined that Ancestor Han Shan and the other two Five Qi Grand Venerables would be able to control the Laws of Heaven and Earth within an area in an instant, forming a forceful space similar to a domain and forcibly pushing him out of the ground.
Although this control was only for a moment, the terrible feeling of being squeezed by the power of heaven and earth still seriously injured him.
Fortunately, his wood spiritual qi was the world's best recovery divine art. As the five-colored nebula spun wildly, his injuries were quickly recovering.
"Over there!" Ancestor Han Shan said at the same time, the killing intent in his voice almost condensed into substance.
Before his voice died away, the two of them had already flown through the air, the two long swords in their hands shining brightly and slashing straight at Yang Xuan.
"Golden Moon Slash!" Yang Xuan shouted, and his body bounced up from the ground. At the same time, several huge golden lights instantly cut through the sky, but they were not aimed at Ancestor Han Shan, but behind him.
He did not try to block Ancestor Han Shan's sword with the Golden Moon Slash, because the Golden Moon Slash had not yet formed a formation diagram, and was only an ordinary Dao technique. It could deal with ordinary Xiantian masters, but it was not enough to deal with two Five Qi Supreme Venerables.
The golden moon broke through the sky, and the two huge sword lights had already attacked.
"Block for me!" Yang Xuan roared, and a huge black shield suddenly appeared in front of him. It was incomparably thick and seemed to be as heavy as a mountain.
Boom!
The two sword-lights pierced the shield, instantly shattering it into pieces. However, the two sword-lights did not diminish in their brilliance as they pierced straight towards Yang Xuan.
When the first shield shattered, nine more shields appeared in front of Yang Xuan to resist the sword-light.
"Boom boom boom boom!"
The sound of explosions continued to ring out. Just as the last shield shattered, the sword light finally weakened and struck Yang Xuan's chest.
Puff!
He spat out another mouthful of blood. Wood-elemental spiritual energy madly surged into his wound and healed it.
At the same time, the two golden lights emitted by Yang Xuan, in the nick of time, unexpectedly split into countless small golden moons. Like a golden rain of light, they flew straight towards the disciples of the Cold Mountain School who were still standing on the roof.
Like harvesting wheat, a large number of disciples fell down.
Looking at a large number of disciples falling under the golden moonlight, Ancestor Han Shan's eyes were about to crack. At the same time, the two of them also had a trace of fear in their hearts.
The two Five Qi Great Venerables attacked at the same time and made several moves in a row, but they still could not kill a martial artist of the Venerable realm. On the contrary, Yang Xuan killed hundreds of disciples of the Cold Mountain School. If the news spread out, the two of them would lose face, and Yang Xuan's momentum would reach its peak.
In particular, when they thought that Yang Xuan still continued to kill the disciples of the Cold Mountain School at the critical moment of life and death, completely disregarding his own life, this kind of ruthlessness was really frightening.
"This boy must die!" The two of them did not need to look at each other to understand each other's thoughts.
Liu Yan stood on a roof and casually pushed aside a golden moon, dumbfounded.
This small golden moon naturally could not cause any harm to him, but Yang Xuan's ruthlessness made him feel a chill from his bones.
If possible, he did not want to be enemies with Yang Xuan.
In the face of such a madman, he was afraid.
"All disciples, leave this place immediately!" Ancestor Han Shan suddenly shouted.
"No one can leave!" Yang Xuan laughed wildly, and his whole body began to sink again, disappearing from the ground.
"Come out!" The long sword in Ancestor Han Shan's hand once again emitted a bright light, turning into a scorching sun. He was about to use his domain to shake Yang Xuan out.
In the next moment, everything that happened in front of them suddenly stunned the two of them. They even felt a chill from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.
Guo Jinhuan's face was full of fear. Everything that happened in front of him was completely out of his scope of understanding, making him feel cold all over, as if he was in hell.
Liu Yan completely forgot that there were several golden lights flashing around him. He stared blankly ahead, letting the golden moon cut his clothes.
"This … this is impossible." He muttered to himself, and his body began to tremble involuntarily.
The scene in front of him was like the end of the world.
Yang Xuan appeared in the most crowded place of the Cold Mountain School disciples. Around him, countless disciples of the Cold Mountain School had turned into dried corpses, falling on the roof and falling to the ground, turning into countless pieces.
This horrible scene deeply stimulated everyone's senses.
Devil! Devil!
Everyone's heart trembled with such thoughts.
Some disciples' legs were already trembling, and their pants were soaked.
At this time, Yang Xuan was extremely grateful for a sentence that his biology teacher in his previous life told him: 70% of the human body was made up of water.
With a thought, the water in the bodies of the Cold Mountain School disciples was extracted, turning them into dried corpses. This was not the arrangement of water spirit qi, but the effect was no worse than any array.
Yang Xuan's figure moved quickly, like a god of death walking in the world. Wherever he passed, countless dried corpses appeared, harvesting lives.
He had no time to think about whether he was cruel or not. He only knew that mercy to the enemy was cruelty to oneself.
Among the fallen dried corpses, there were also dozens of Xiantian masters.
These Xiantian masters, who were sent out, were all overlords and respected. Unexpectedly, at this moment, they were all killed by Yang Xuan.
This was already all the Xiantian masters of the Cold Mountain School. Originally, they were scattered everywhere, and Yang Xuan was not easy to find, but Ancestor Han Shan appeared here, how could they not come?
There were also several One-Line Heaven masters, although in front of Yang Xuan's water-pumping technique, they could resist for a moment, but it was only for a moment, and they followed in the footsteps of the other disciples.
Among them, including Guo Jinhuan. Until death, he did not understand what kind of existence he was facing.
Such a strange attack, no one could resist.
In an instant, the Cold Mountain School disciples were all killed.
"Die!"
"Die!"
Ancestor Han Shan and Yang Xuan shouted at the same time, their voices soaring into the sky.
The difference was that Ancestor Han Shan had launched an extremely dazzling attack at Yang Xuan, while Yang Xuan ignored it and launched an attack at Liu Yan and the other Venerable expert.
Yang Xuan's water-pumping technique was ineffective against masters of the Venerable realm and above.
Because, when one's strength reached the Venerable realm, the Xiantian power in the body had formed its own protection, which could lock the water and block Yang Xuan's thoughts.
"Puff!"
Two rays of light flashed, shattering Yang Xuan's black armor and penetrating his body.
Green light flashed wildly, Yang Xuan endured the pain. He deliberately avoided the vital parts, and these wounds would be healed in a few breaths.
In front of him, Liu Yan and another Martial Highness expert had been crushed by a mountain that appeared out of nowhere. They were as dead as they could be.
"Ah!" Ancestor Han Shan screamed crazily. Anyone who saw their own disciples being slaughtered in front of them would go crazy.
"Why don't you die? Why don't you die? "Ancestor Han Shan shouted crazily, his face ferocious, and his long sword stabbed again and again, splashing brilliance.
They really couldn't figure out why Yang Xuan was so difficult to deal with. Even when he was seriously injured, his wounds could heal quickly.
As Yang Xuan dodged, the wounds on his body that had just healed were pierced again.
At this time, the spiritual qi in his body was almost out of oil, and the five-colored nebula almost stopped rotating. Even the wood spiritual qi that he relied on to save his life was about to run out.
"Go!" Yang Xuan knew that if he stayed any longer, he would have to die here today.
Making up his mind, he dodged several sword lights, adding a few more wounds to his body.
The next moment, his whole body suddenly sank into the ground and disappeared without a trace.
"Falling Heavenly Sun!" Ancestor Han Shan did not hesitate to directly use his domain and stabbed into the ground.
Puff!
On the mountain path of the Cold Mountain Sect, Yang Xuan was ejected, but he didn't stop at all. His whole body turned into a stream of light and rushed down the mountain.
"Chase!" How could Ancestor Han Shan let Yang Xuan go? Sword light burst out, and he flew into the air, directly chasing after him.
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