Dragon Prince Yuan

When that last sentence came out of Yang Xuan's mouth, his smiling face was completely turned into a shady color, and the temperature of the air dropped suddenly at this time.

Anyone can feel the cold killing in Yang Xuan's eyes.

Apparently, he was somewhat ashamed of his previous gaze, as he had never put the circumference into his eyes, which, in his view, was just an ant he could pinch at will.

But the previous disciple of the Holy Palace was crushed by the circumference in one round, which is clearly enough to show that the circumference in front of him is not as weak as he thought.

This feeling of being beyond control makes Yang Xuan's heart's killing intentions soar.

Around there, other people also felt the killing intentions in Yang Xuan's eyes. Immediately, they all cast their eyes on Zhou Yuan's happy disaster. This guy is now a total anger to Yang Xuan.

Zhou Yuan's divine color was quite calm, his eyes touched Yang Xuan, and the air seemed to freeze at this time.

Yang Xuan's body began to have extremely ambitious source gas rise, his source gas, in gray color, contains a strange shady chill.

Source gas fluctuations, knots climbing, bring tremendous pressure.

Short breath, the source gas fluctuations around Yang Xuan reached the ultimate of seven full heavens. The ground at the bottom of the foot was gradually cracking apart at this time...

Boom!

In the next moment, Yang Xuanlan's eyes took the lead, only to see the gray source gas swept out like a flood, like a white python roaring, the sound, surrounded by the mid air around the circumference.

The air of the shadows and chills is abundant.

Then in the gray source gas, there are countless about inches of the source gas long needles slowly condense, these long needles are about half a foot, look miserable white, shady.

“The basilisk storm needle! ”

Yang Xuan's face was ruthless, his hands together, and he could only see the myriad source airbone needles suddenly bursting down, like a storm, covering the area below, and the center of the area was the circumference.

Obviously, Yang Xuan did not have any idea to try. Once he did, he did not give Zhou Yuan any chance to escape.

These bone needles, which are his own source of gas, also blend together the bone blood from many of the source animal bones, so they possess death gas and are extremely erosive. Once hit, death gas will spread in the body, destroy the body, and be extremely vicious.

Therefore, when others saw that Yang Xuan's first move was a killing move, they were all dark tongues, and their hearts felt a little more sympathy for Zhou Yuan.

Zhou Yuan raised his head and looked at the gray shadow of the dense field of view. He felt that haunting shadow of cold, his eyes slightly squinted and his hands suddenly closed.

The sparkling golden light source gas bursts out of its body.

Hidden seemed to be a golden python rushing down into the sky, then diving down, covering the shape of the circumference, a golden python tray, a hidden place, as if a golden clock were formed.

“Python the Great Golden Bell! ”

As Zhou Yuan drinks low, a golden clock surrounds him.

Whoa!

Countless grey needle shadows whizzed down, laying heavenly ground over the golden clock, and time, countless crisp tinkling bells rang.

The ground within a hundred feet of the other side was ejected from numerous pits of pitch black, and the bottom was disappeared. At the same time, there was an outburst of noise, the original vibrant ground, all of which raised a ray of black smoke at this time.

Black smoke rose, some of it obscured the sight.

The shadow of the grey white needle whistled halfway, finally falling as far as possible.

Countless lines of sight were immediately projected.

“That Zhouyuan, I'm afraid, was directly penetrated by 10,000 needles...”

“Yang Xuan such an offensive, within seven days, I'm afraid rarely will anyone be able to take it. The weekend is no more than four days, and it will inevitably end miserably. ”

“ …… ”

Many whispers of theft are apparently deterred by the power of such an offensive as Yang Xuan.

Left hill green fish is also a jade hand grip, the peach blossom eyes of the water chanting, is the color of worry.

Su Forge, on the other hand, was excited by the eye dew. He chewed on his teeth and said: "See if you die this time! ”

Under that countless gaze, the black smoke gradually dissipated, and if the gold light appeared, then everyone saw, a gold clock standing still, above the gold clock, filled with gray and white bone needles, these bone needles deep in half, but obviously did not pierce the gold clock, but was resisted by all...

Many pupils shrink slightly at this time, losing their voice: “Such a strong defense?! ”

Obviously, this Golden Bell's defense was unexpected.

That always stared closely at the white glass in the field, also relieved, the circumference turtle shell, still hard as usual.

Yang Xuan was also slightly flabbergasted. He didn't seem to expect this offense to return without success, so he shook his head. “No wonder I had the nerve to come here. Is it because of a defensive source technique? ”

Zhou Yuan, this defensive source technique is a little extraordinary, but unfortunately, can it be stopped once, can it be stopped twice?

Boom!

But the moment his voice just fell, the Golden Bell suddenly scattered, there was a dragon roar, only nine sources of beast gas rushed to the sky, brazen rolling.

“Kowloon Dictionary · Kowloon! ”

Jiudaoyuan beast gas, quickly merged, like a giant beast roaring down, fierce rush towards Yang Xuan.

Obviously, the weekend is also beginning to strike back.

The huge source beast roared, Yang Xuan's eyes did not fluctuate, but the corner of his mouth slightly raised a scorn.

He stretched out his palm, and the palm had a gray source gas rolling around, one hand to the roaring source of the beast gas to regret together.

Boom!

A violent shock wave erupted, and the cracks spread beneath his feet like spider webs...

Yang Xuan's shadow silk doesn't move.

However, the source of the animal was shot by him, but a mourning sound was emitted, and finally it was blown to the bright spot by his raw hand.

Many of the sights projected here suck in a breath of cold air, this Yang Xuan is so fierce...

The previous Zhou Yuan's counterattack was not too harsh. However, even then, Yang Xuan's figure was not even shaken. Instead, he was slapped directly.

This is a source of ambition on both sides that is not at all on one level.

Yang Xuan's eyelids lifted slightly, Mori looked at Zhouyuan coldly, and the contempt in the corner of his mouth grew stronger.

“Is that your means? ”

Zhou Yuan's eyes were also slightly concentrated. This was also the first time he was so easily cracked by the other party when he applied Kowloon. This Yang Xuan's strength was truly extremely strong.

No wonder even Baihui and Qin Hai together lost to him.

“If that's all you've got, then today… I'm afraid it's going to be a little rough.” Yang Xuan stared indifferently at Zhouyuan, a faint path.

Oh, no!

As soon as his voice fell, the figure of the circumference vanished suddenly, like a smoke burst out.

Yang Xuan saw that Zhou Yuan was still stubbornly aggressive, and his eyes were overwhelmed with irony.

“Well, if you insist on dying, then let it be you...”

His palms fluctuated with gray sources releasing incredible fluctuations.

The circumference burst out, a few short breaths, appeared in front of Yang Xuan, his face was calm, his hand grasped, the Tian Yuan pen suddenly swelled in his hand.

Snow-white's tip drew a sharp trajectory, and the diamond was harshly pointed straight at Yang Xuan-pharynx.

The wind whistled, and the sound softened in Zhou Yuan's heart just as the snow pen tip swept past.

“Tianyuan pen · Fuyuan! ”

On the speckled pen, an ancient source pattern slowly lit up, immediately followed by the snow-white tip, which seemed to be spreading with black light, and momentarily, the tip became dark as ink.

The black light passes with the obscure light.

At this time, the Tian Yuan pen, converging sharply, seemed to become ordinary, but at this moment, Yang Xuan's eyes stiffened, his intuition made him feel a little uneasy.

The pink black tip rapidly amplifies in his pupil.

Then, the next moment, his palms swirled and grey source gas erupted, rapidly forming a light wheel.

“Holy carousel! ”

Boo!

When the light wheel was shaped at the same time, the black light was swept over and stabbed straight on the light wheel.

Where it touches, there seems to be dark light.

Then, Yang Xuan shrunk his pupils, because he saw that the light wheel was torn apart like thin paper at the tip of the pitch black pen.

“How?! ”

A silence sounded suddenly in my heart. Even if the previous white glass can't be broken, how can it now be easily broken by a circle of four heavens?

The black light directly stabbed the throat. At the first stroke of Qian Jun, Yang Xuan's palms shook, and the holy rotation suddenly reversed. That strong and horizontal force finally caused the black light to tremble.

Sources are raging.

Two silhouettes slipped by.

countless blinks of sight and projections.

Then, there was the sound of an air-conditioning passage, as they saw the black pen tip in Zhou Yuan's hand with blood dropping down.

At the shoulder of Yang Xuan, a bloody mark appeared. Blood instantly contaminated the clothes.

There was an outburst of noise.

Nobody thought that Yang Xuan... was actually hurt by Zhou Yuan!

Behind that scene, Baihui and Qin Hai also stared at the scene. They had fought together for a long time before, and had never let Yang Xuan hang the colour. However, Zhou Yuan only gave Yang Xuan a short while to see the blood?!

“How did this happen?!” They looked at Zhou Yuan in shock.

Zhou Yuan lowered his head and looked at the blood on the tip of his pencil, but his eyes were overwhelmed with regret. Previously, he had intended to pierce Yang Xuan's throat, but unfortunately, the latter was too difficult. At the last moment, he turned his attack trajectory raw.

The Tian Yuan pen shook gently in Zhou Yuan's hand, slipping blood down.

Nor did he look back at Yang Xuan. He just said: "Looks like you want me to die here, you have to try harder...”

In that countless gaze, Yang Xuan slowly turned his head. He looked at the blood marks on his shoulder. His face seemed to be slightly convulsed, gradually, and there appeared to be a very vicious little bit.

“Today…”

“I'm going to scrap you! ”

Boom!

Those murderous intentions, rising from the sky, were like substance, causing countless hearts and minds to rise with fear in their eyes.

Yang Xuan, it looks like he's about to leave.