In an instant, Yang Xuan was besieged by the three ultimate moves, and the situation was critical.
Yang Hanwu's palm strike in particular was wreathed in black Qi. As he attacked, Yang Xuan felt an indescribable energy gathering in the world, causing the power of his palm strike to reach an inconceivable level.
Xiantian Battle Skill!
Yang Xuan instantly determined the origin of Yang Hanwu's palm. It was actually a Xiantian Battle Skill.
At this moment, Yang Xuan finally stopped holding back.
"Earth Spike!" Yang Xuan suddenly shouted.
As soon as his voice fell, two huge stone spikes suddenly appeared out of thin air, piercing towards Sun Zhian and Zhao Yanzheng's abdomen. A huge murderous aura instantly filled the air.
"What?" Sun Zhian and Zhao Yanzheng's eyes almost fell out of their sockets. No one would have thought that two stone spikes would suddenly appear from the ground. Moreover, they were as fast as lightning and had astonishing power.
The two were shocked and had no time to retreat. At this critical moment, both of their hands slapped down at the same time, fiercely meeting the two stone spikes that suddenly appeared.
"Peng peng!" Two light sounds were heard as both of their hands were injured and bleeding. The intense pain caused them to lose consciousness for a moment.
The two stone spikes were stopped by the palm and broke at the same time, saving the two from the pain of having their stomachs ripped open.
Yang Xuan's eyes were cold and filled with murderous intent.
Before the two of them could recover from their shock, their hearts suddenly throbbed. They suddenly felt that something was wrong. Ignoring the pain, they let out a loud shout and retreated at the same time. Just as their bodies left the place, two stone spikes of the same size broke out of the ground like lightning. They pierced the air and issued a loud whistling sound.
The two were frightened and broke out in cold sweat. If they hadn't reacted quickly, they would have been cold corpses by now.
After forcing the two to retreat, Yang Xuan finally met Yang Hanwu's Baleful Ghost Divine Palm.
Cold Qi lingered and dense black fog lingered. Vaguely, there seemed to be the sound of ghosts wailing and wolves howling coming from Yang Hanwu's palm.
"Yang Xuan, go to hell!"
Yang Xuan's complexion had turned an abnormal shade of greenish-black. His veins were bulging, and blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth. His face was ferocious, like an evil spirit. His eyes emitted a bone-deep hatred, as if he wanted to swallow Yang Xuan whole.
At the same time, between heaven and earth, there seemed to be countless black shadows circling in the air, letting out shrill cries that made people's hearts go numb and their legs go soft.
In the next moment, these countless ghastly phantoms, brimming with an aura that could devour everything, howled, screamed, and bared their fangs dripping with blood. Following Yang Hanwu's palm, they suddenly lunged at Yang Xuan.
The entire world suddenly turned completely dark, as if it was hell on earth.
Yang Xuan suddenly roared, "Fire Dragon Art!"
A ten-meter-long Flame Dragon appeared in front of Yang Xuan. As soon as this Flame Dragon appeared, it emitted an aura that seemed capable of destroying the heavens and exterminating the earth. The entire space seemed to be suddenly illuminated by light, and the temperature rapidly rose.
With the appearance of the Flame Dragon, the countless black shadows that had been circling in the air suddenly let out shrill cries, as if they had met their natural nemesis.
The Flame Dragon roared at the sky and suddenly rushed out, bringing with it boundless flames as it charged into the black shadows.
In the next moment, the countless black shadows suddenly burst into flames, rolling and struggling in the flames, letting out shrill cries.
Some of the black shadows turned around and tried to escape, but before they could fly far, a trace of sparks chased after them. In an instant, they were reduced to ashes amidst blood-curdling screams that made one's scalp go numb and teeth ache.
In just a moment, the countless black shadows that had been circling in the air turned into wisps of black smoke and dissipated.
As the black shadows in the sky were incinerated, Yang Hanwu and Yang Hanwen spat out mouthfuls of blood at the same time. Their bodies trembled violently, and their auras were greatly reduced.
Sun and Zhao were dumbfounded. Their faces were filled with shock, and they even forgot about the injuries on their hands.
The scene in front of them was far beyond their imagination. For a moment, they felt as if they had become frogs at the bottom of a well.
After the Flame Dragon had incinerated the black shadows, it suddenly raised its head and let out a loud dragon roar. Then, it suddenly flew out and swallowed Yang Hanwu's arm, which was wrapped in black gas, into its mouth.
"Ah!" Yang Hanwu let out a loud scream. His body flew backward, and together with Yang Hanwen, he fell heavily to the ground.
Sun and Zhao felt their scalps go numb. At this time, Yang Hanwu's arms were completely gone. The only arm that was left was long gone, and in its place was a huge wound that had been burned by the flames. It was a shocking sight.
"Hiss!"
Sun and Zhao sucked in a breath of cold air, and a great fear rose in their hearts at the same time. The shadow of death instantly surged into their hearts, causing them to tremble all over.
Suddenly, they let out a wild cry at the same time. Their bodies instantly pulled up, and they rushed back.
At this moment, the two of them were scared out of their wits by Yang Xuan. They actually wanted to escape at the same time.
"Humph!" How could Yang Xuan let the two of them go? With a cold snort, two golden lights instantly formed and slashed at the two of them with lightning speed.
The golden lights arrived first, catching up to the two of them in an instant, and swept past their legs.
"Ah!"
"Ah!" Two miserable screams sounded at the same time. The two of them instantly separated their legs from their bodies, and they fell to the ground with blood filling the air.
The two of them actually rushed forward a distance with the help of inertia, and then they both crashed into a tree and fell to the ground.
After recalling the Flame Dragon, Yang Xuan slowly raised his leg and walked in front of the two of them.
The two of them suddenly experienced a great change. Intense pain hit their nerves like a tide, and waves of dizziness appeared, causing their vision to become blurry. They could vaguely see Yang Xuan's figure infinitely huge, infinitely sacred, and indomitable!
The two of them faced Yang Xuan, their eyes filled with fear. Their bodies began to tremble violently, not knowing whether it was because of the pain or fear!
"Yang Xuan, spare my life!" Zhao Yanzheng's face was full of fear, and he trembled as he said, "This is all Yang Hanwu's idea, it's him, it's all his idea! Yang Xuan, let me go, I swear, I will never be your enemy! "
Although Sun Zhian's body was trembling from the pain, and his eyes were full of fear, his face was still calm. He used both of his hands to seal the acupoints on his legs, and angrily said, "Zhao Yanzheng, you coward!"
Zhao Yanzheng ignored him, and only looked at Yang Xuan, and begged in a trembling voice, "Yang Xuan, let me go, let me go! I will give you a lot of wealth, and I will give you the Zhao Family's business! I only beg you to let me go! "
Sun Zhian knew that there was no chance of survival today, so he did not beg Yang Xuan for mercy. The fear in his eyes gradually disappeared, and he looked at Yang Xuan and said, "Yang Xuan, today is my own fault, if you want to kill me, do as you please, I only ask one thing of you!"
Sun Zhian paused, and his face showed reluctance. After a long time, he said to Yang Xuan, "I only beg you to let the Sun Family go. Today's matter was all my idea, and it has nothing to do with the Sun Family. They also did not know, so no one will take revenge on you!"
Yang Xuan's face was indifferent, and there was no emotion in his eyes. He looked at Sun Zhian and said, "Where is my mother?"
Zhao Yanzheng seemed to have grasped at a life-saving straw, and hurriedly said, "I know, I know! Yang Xuan, your mother is not dead, she was hidden by Sun Zhian! Let me go, let me go … "
Zhao Yanzheng begged bitterly, his face full of fear. Just as he was about to beg again, a golden light flashed in front of him, and his voice stopped abruptly.
Then, a line of blood suddenly appeared on his neck. Slowly, the line of blood expanded, and a large head slowly slid down along the line of blood. It fell to the ground with a thud and rolled twice before coming to a stop.
His eyes were wide open, revealing a look of disbelief, as if he wanted to take another look at this wonderful world.
Until death, he could not believe that he, as a generation's Patriarch, with a peerless charm, would die here.
My ending is actually like this!
This was his last thought.
Zhao Yanzheng was dead, killed by Yang Xuan's Golden Moon Slash. When he decided to go against Yang Xuan, his fate was already sealed.
Sun Zhian looked at Zhao Yanzheng who died with his eyes wide open, and a look of sadness flashed in his eyes. He closed his eyes slightly, as if he did not want to look anymore, and said, "Your mother is indeed not dead, I tell you, you have to promise me to let the Sun Family go!"
Yang Xuan sneered and said, "Do you still have the qualifications to bargain?"
Sun Zhian sighed softly when he heard this. Indeed, he did not have the qualifications to bargain at this moment. He knew that Yang Xuan would definitely not let the Sun family off. If it was him, he would have made the same choice.
At this moment, his heart finally surged with endless regret. If he had not been blinded by hatred, how could the Sun Family have provoked such an unbelievably powerful enemy like Yang Xuan?
After a moment of silence, endless regret rushed to his heart, and a great sadness emanated from him. He suddenly raised his head and let out a mournful voice, "I, Sun Zhian, am ashamed to face my ancestors, I am a sinner of the Sun Family! A sinner … "
His voice came to an abrupt end, and a trace of reluctance to leave this world and worry for the Sun Family's upcoming fate flashed in Sun Zhian's eyes. A lot of blood gushed out of his mouth, and his head slowly drooped down.
Sun Zhian bit his tongue to commit suicide, dying in endless regret.
Yang Xuan looked at the two cold corpses, but there was no change in his expression. He was cold and ruthless.
All of this was brought upon by the two of them, and they could not blame anyone else.
Turning around, Yang Xuan came in front of Yang Xuan and Yang Xuan again. Yang Hanwu had lost both of his arms, and at this moment, he fell to the ground. Because of the flames, his wounds did not bleed. His face was pale, and his eyes were full of hatred. He stared at Yang Xuan. If looks could kill, Yang Xuan would have died many times over.
Yang Hanwen was the least injured of the four. He had just transferred all of his internal strength into Yang Hanwu's body, and at this moment, he was completely exhausted and could not move.
They clearly saw the death of Sun Zhian and Zhao Hanwu. At this moment, when they saw Yang Xuan coming over, their eyes could not help but show fear.
"Little bastard!" Yang Hanwu gritted his teeth and said, "The thing I regret the most in my life is that I did not kill you with one blow that day!"
Yang Hanwu was full of regret, but what he regretted was not going against Yang Xuan, but that day when he first met Yang Xuan, he did not kill Yang Xuan with one blow, which led to today's disaster.
Yang Xuan sneered and said, "Tell me the whereabouts of my mother, and I'll leave you with an intact corpse!"
Yang Hanwu sneered and said sarcastically, "Intact corpse? Both of my arms were destroyed by your hands, so how can I have an intact corpse? As for the whereabouts of your bitch mother, haha! I will never tell you! "
Yang Xuan looked at Yang Hanwu, who was laughing wildly, and suddenly said, "Do you hate me?"
Yang Hanwu gritted his teeth and said, "I can't wait to eat your flesh and drink your blood!"
Yang Xuan was silent for a while, as if he was deep in thought. After a while, he said, "The first time we met, you wanted to steal my treasures. This seems to be your fault!"
Yang Hanwu said indifferently, "You are just a little bastard, how can you take the treasures for yourself? Of course, you should give them to me and let me control them!"
Yang Xuan did not comment. He paused and said, "The second time, you gave the Xiantian arm guard to Yang Cheng, intending to kill me! What did you say? "
Yang Hanwu sneered and said, "You injured Gong, so I let Yang Cheng kill you. What's wrong with that?"
Yang Xuan said, "Yang Gong bullied me first! I was only retaliating! "
Yang Hanwu continued to sneer, "So what? He didn't kill you! Even if he wanted to kill you, you shouldn't have injured him! "
Yang Xuan's expression became colder and colder, and said, "Yang Cheng humiliated my mother, and tried to kill me first, so I killed him. You protected Yang Cheng, and I cut off your arm. What do you say about all this?"
Yang Hanwu said, "What is Yang Cheng's status, and what is your status? He wanted to kill you, it's only right and proper, so what? "
This time, Yang Xuan did not speak, and only fell into silence.
A gust of wind blew in from nowhere, and the smell of death drifted in the dark forest.
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