2289: C2289 Not Good

C2289 Not Good

Gao Shiming, on the other hand, activated the power of his magical treasure sword. The sword light was like a human, and with a flip of the sword, it broke through the dragon-shaped fist light. Seeing Liu Xuan rushing towards him, the corner of his mouth revealed a contemptuous smile.

He felt that Liu Xuan was just an ordinary Xiantian realm martial artist, and it was impossible for him to be as powerful as the First Prince, Yan Qing.

He raised his magic tool and was about to attack. But his contempt caused him to close his eyes forever.

Liu Xuan arrived in an instant, and followed closely behind the fist radiance. The Rushing Dragon Fists in a fit of rage were difficult to block at the same level.

Bang!

With a huge explosion, three people died in succession. The three people who attacked him were easily eliminated by him.

The whole place was dead silent. It could be said that the sound of a pin dropping could be heard. Gao Shiming, who was clearly still holding the upper hand, suddenly died. Everyone was stunned.

This change was too fast. It was unbelievable. It felt like a dream.

"How could there be such a powerful person!" The people of the Holy Sun Kingdom said in surprise. They stared at Liu Xuan in disbelief.

Those people who originally did not treat Liu Xuan as their opponent changed their expressions. They were solemn and did not know what to do. They now officially regarded Liu Xuan as their opponent.

"You killed my brother and brought your life here!" Suddenly, an angry roar broke the silence. Not far away, a young man stared at Liu Xuan with bloodshot eyes, as if he wanted to tear Liu Xuan into pieces. He was extremely furious. His face became ferocious and terrifying.

He was happy, Gao Shiming's older brother. Their Gao Family was also a large clan in the Shengyang Kingdom. This younger brother had loved this since young. Otherwise, he wouldn't have given the magical artifact to him.

Under his fury, his entire body's imposing aura increased by several times. He sent his opponent flying with a palm. With a whoosh, he turned into a black shadow, bringing along a wave of fallen leaves as he attacked Liu Xuan.

"Humph, you're courting death! Allow him to kill me!" Liu Xuan snorted coldly. His expression was cold without a trace of emotion. He must really be angry.

His power of the sun tilted out. Golden light flickered, causing the hearts of everyone present to tremble. It was this kind of scorching power that made people feel fearful.

Liu Xuan flipped his palm, and a golden fire feather appeared in his palm. A powerful and scorching aura was transmitted over. It was the Dark Yang Feather. It turned into a golden streak of light and shot towards Happy.

"Be careful, Happy. " As Liu Xuan's disturbance was too great, the youths from both sides stopped their attacks and stared at him. At this moment, someone reminded Happy.

Ah!

A groundhog like scream tore through the sky. That happiness would seem very awesome to the Crimson Sky Kingdom's side. However, Liu Xuan had pierced through his heart with one move and died. That wound was charred black and emitted a mushy smell. He died swiftly and swiftly.

Everyone originally thought that the two of them would have a fierce battle, but they never thought that Liu Xuan would be able to deal with it in one move, catching them off guard.

Even Yan Qing was stunned for a moment before he could react.

"His golden fiery wings should be a high-grade magic artifact. " He guessed, "Otherwise, how could he have killed Happy in one move?"

"You guys trap these people. Leave that brat to me. " Yan Qing ordered in a domineering manner, then walked towards Liu Xuan.

"Yes. " The people of the Holy Sun Kingdom replied in a deep voice, stopping Ning Yiren and the others, clearing the path for Yan Qing.

"Yan Qing. " Liu Xuan looked at Yan Qing who was rushing towards him and said in a stern voice. He felt that it was not that simple. It could be said that Yan Qing was Liu Xuan's first opponent in the martial path.

Similarly, they were both youths in their teens. Similarly, they encountered each other during the examination. Yan Qing had the qualifications to be his opponent with the strength of a peak Xiantian expert and an oppressive aura.

Liu Xuan's eyes were filled with battle intent. It was as if there was a fierce flame burning within them. He wanted to see what kind of difference there was between him and those proud sons of heaven from the Southern Barbaric Tribe, or rather, how much of a difference there was between them.

"You are very powerful. I can see that you only know how to use the Dragon Punch. You must have come from the Humble Class to help me. I can give you powerful resources. It will be enough for you to become a big shot. How is it?" Yan Qing's expression was arrogant, and his arrogant smile made Liu Xuan feel like he deserved a beating.

"If you want to recruit me, go f * cking big shot!" Liu Xuan cursed with a gloomy expression.

"Brat, you're courting death!" Yan Qing's expression changed instantly. He was enraged from embarrassment, and his eyes were spitting fire.

With a flip of his palm, a small black shield appeared. The small shield was only the size of a palm, and it had a pitch-black metallic luster. Under the urging of Yan Qing's divine power, it emitted a black light, and the symbols on it circulated.2

In the next moment, the small shield separated from his palm and flew in front of Yan Qing. The runes were like streams of water as they revolved around him and formed a barrier in the air, protecting him tightly.

"Hehe, another magic tool. You made yourself a turtle shell, are you a coward?" Liu Xuan laughed mockingly. But in his heart, he took it seriously.

This shield-shaped magic weapon was no worse than Gao Shiming's magic sword. This guy didn't take it out when he was dealing with Ning Yiren, but now he took it out and really thought highly of himself.

Liu Xuan's eyes were deep and cold at this moment. A fighting spirit suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

"Yes, it's specially used to deal with your hidden weapon. " Yan Qing's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said coldly, "Hand over your life!"

"The outcome of the battle is still uncertain!" Liu Xuan shouted in a low voice.

Just as he finished speaking, Yan Qing clenched his fists, and the aura of his entire body explosively increased to the peak of the Xiantian realm.

"Go to hell!"

Yan Qing carried his turtle shell and charged towards Liu Xuan like a little rhinoceros. He waved both of his fists, and a powerful wind burst out, blowing the fallen leaves into the air.

Yan Qing's power made the surrounding people tremble in fear. His surging momentum, his defensive magic tool, none of the people present could defeat him.

They could not help but worry for Liu Xuan, breaking out in a cold sweat for him.

"Can Liu Xuan beat him?"

"I don't know. If we can't beat him, we won't have a good ending!"

Now that Yan Qing had the assistance of a magical artifact, his strength could be said to have increased greatly. If Liu Xuan did not have anything that he could take out, it was very likely that he would suffer a great defeat. In the past few days, everyone had been present. I've only seen him use the Rushing Dragon Fist. Other than the Rushing Dragon Fists, which was a common thing, he didn't seem to know anything else.

Yan Qing forced his way over. Liu Xuan's gaze was cold: "Let me see how hard your turtle shell is. "

He secretly gathered his divine power. The power of the sun surged within his body, making him restless and restless.

Ever since he started cultivating the [Holy Sun Taiyi], his own power of the sun had become purer and purer, and its power had also increased with each passing day. He had a feeling that in the future, his power would be comparable to the sun.

Bang!

Liu Xuan and Yan Qing exchanged fists, clashing head on. Divine force exploded, stirring up a cloud of dust on the ground as they each took a few steps back.

Liu Xuan felt that his hands had already become numb. Under the huge impact, the strength of his body could not withstand it.

The other party's appearance was a little better than Liu Xuan's. After all, carrying a turtle shell, his defensive strength was a little stronger.

In the first exchange, Yan Qing frowned deeply. If it wasn't for his defensive magical artifact, he wouldn't have been able to get any good results from this attack.

When he thought of this, his gaze became serious. His eyes were filled with killing intent as he put away his last bit of confidence. This Liu Xuan must die. He killed my subordinates and sent it back to the Holy Sun Country. How am I supposed to survive this?

- The content came from [Miegu Reading]

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