When the last sentence came out of Yang Xuan's mouth, his face, which had a smile before, completely turned into a gloomy color, and the temperature of the air suddenly dropped at this time.

Anyone could feel the cold murderous intent emitted from Yang Xuan's eyes.

Obviously, he was a little embarrassed and angry at his previous mistakes, because he had never put Zhou Yuan in his eyes from beginning to end. In his opinion, the latter was just an ant he could kill at will.

But the previous disciple of the Holy Palace was defeated by Zhou Yuan in one round, which was obviously enough to show that Zhou Yuan in front of him was not as weak as he thought.

This feeling beyond control made Yang Xuan's murderous intent soar.

Around that, the others also felt the murderous intent in Yang Xuan's eyes, and immediately cast gloating eyes at Zhou Yuan. This guy is now completely angering Yang Xuan.

Zhou Yuan's expression was quite calm. His eyes met Yang Xuan, and the air seemed to freeze at this time.

Yang Xuan's body began to rise with an extremely powerful source energy. His source energy was grayish-white, containing a strange cold and eccentric aura.

The fluctuations in the source air are rising step by step, bringing a huge sense of oppression.

In just a few breaths, the fluctuations in Yang Xuan's body reached the extreme of perfection of the seventh level of heaven. The ground under his feet gradually cracked at this time...

boom!

The next moment, Yang Xuan took the lead in taking action with a deep look, and the gray source energy swept out like a torrent, like a white python roaring. With a swish, it surrounded the air around Zhou Yuan.

The yin and cold air permeates.

Then, in the gray and white source air, countless long needles of source air about an inch slowly appeared. These long needles were about half a foot, and looked pale and lingering in the cold.

"The Xuan Bone Heavy Rain Needle!"

Yang Xuan had a cold face. When he closed his hands, he saw countless source air bone needles suddenly shot down, like heavy rain, covering the area below, and the center of the area was Zhou Yuan.

Obviously, Yang Xuan had no idea of ​​testing at all. Once he took action, he would not give Zhou Yuan any chance to avoid him.

These bone needles are transformed by his own source energy, and at the same time they also fuse the bone blood remaining in the bones of many source animals, so they have dead energy and are extremely eroded. Once hit, the dead energy will spread in the body, destroying the body, and are extremely vicious and domineering.

Therefore, when others saw Yang Xuan use a killer move, they all secretly smacked their tongues, and their sympathy for Zhou Yuan was a little more.

Zhou Yuan raised his head, and he looked at the gray and white shadows covering his vision, feeling the lingering cold air, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his hands suddenly closed.

The dazzling golden light source energy burst out from his body.

It seemed like a golden python soared into the sky, then swooped down, covering Zhou Yuan's figure. The golden python entrenched, faintly, as if a golden bell was formed.

"The Great Golden Bell of Xuan Python!"

As Zhou Yuan shouted softly, a large golden bell enveloped his body.

Swish!

Countless gray-white needle shadows roared down, slamming overwhelmingly on the golden bell. Suddenly, countless crisp jingles sounded.

The ground within a radius of a hundred feet was shot out of countless black holes, which were bottomless and emitting a fishy smell. The ground, which was originally full of vitality, was filled with wisps of black smoke rose at this time.

The black smoke rose, obscuring his vision.

The gray-white needle shadow whistled for a while, and finally fell down.

Countless sights immediately projected away.

"That Zhou Yuan, I'm afraid he's directly penetrated by ten thousand needles..."

"In the seventh level of Yang Xuan, there may be few people who can take over the attack. Zhou Yuan is only in the fourth level of heaven, and he will definitely end up miserably."

“…”

Many whispers sounded, obviously all shocked by the power of Yang Xuan's offensive.

Zuoqiu Qingyu also held her jade hand tightly, and the beautiful peach blossoms and beautiful eyes were filled with worry.

Su Duan was excited and gritted his teeth, "Look at whether you will die this time!"

Under the gaze of countless sights, the black smoke gradually dissipated and the golden light appeared and faintly appeared. Then, everyone saw a golden bell standing quietly. Above the golden bell was covered with gray bone needles. These bone needles penetrated halfway, but obviously did not penetrate the golden bell, but were resisted by all...

Many of his pupils shrank slightly at this time and he said in a lost voice: "Such a strong defense?!"

Obviously, the defense of this golden bell was beyond their expectations.

Bai Li, who was always staring at the field, was relieved. Zhou Yuan, the turtle shell, was still as hard as ever.

Yang Xuan was also slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect the offensive to return in vain, so he shook his head and said, "No wonder he had the courage to come here. It turned out that it was because of a defensive source technique?"

Zhou Yuan's defensive source technique is quite extraordinary, and he can block his attack. Unfortunately, can he block it once or the second time?

boom!

However, just as his voice fell, the golden bell suddenly dissipated, and a dragon roar sounded, and nine sources of beast source energy soared into the sky, and evil energy rolled.

"Kowloon Classic, Kowloon!"

The nine source beast source energy quickly merged into one, like a giant beast roaring down, rushing towards Yang Xuan with an extremely fierce evil spirit.

Obviously, Zhou Yuan also began to fight back.

The huge source beast energy roared, Yang Xuan looked at it without any fluctuation, but a hint of contempt appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He stretched out his palm, and there was a gray and white source energy surging in his palm. With one palm, he was sad to the roaring source animal energy together.

boom!

A violent shock wave broke out, and cracks spread out like spider webs from under your feet...

Yang Xuan's figure remained motionless.

However, the source beast source aura that was slapped by his palm made a whine sound, and in the end it was slapped into a light spot of the source aura that was slapped by his palm.

Many of the sights projected here took a breath of air conditioning. Yang Xuan was so fierce...

Zhou Yuan's counterattack was not bad, but even so, even so, Yang Xuan's figure was not shaken in the end, and instead was slapped away with a slap.

This is the strength of the source energy of both sides is not on the same level at all.

Yang Xuan raised his eyelids slightly, staring at Zhou Yuan coldly, and the contempt at the corner of his mouth became stronger.

"Is this your method?"

Zhou Yuan's eyes also condensed slightly. This was the first time he was cracked by the other party so easily when he used Kowloon. Yang Xuan's strength was indeed extremely powerful.

No wonder even Bai Li and Qin Hai both lost in his hands.

"If your methods are just like this, then you... I'm afraid your ending will be a little bad today." Yang Xuan stared at Zhou Yuan coldly and said lightly.

Swish!

As soon as his voice fell, Zhou Yuan's figure suddenly faded, like a wisp of blue smoke shot out.

When Yang Xuan saw Zhou Yuan's stubborn attack, a hint of sarcasm flashed through his eyes.

"Well, if you insist on seeking death, then I'll help you..."

Between his palms, the gray source energy surged, releasing amazing fluctuations.

Zhou Yuan shot out suddenly, and in just a few breaths, he appeared in front of Yang Xuan. His face was calm, and with his palms in his hand, the Tianyuan pen suddenly expanded into his hand.

The snow-white pen tip scratched the sharp trajectory, pointing directly at Yang Xuan's throat with a tricky and ruthless look.

The strong wind whistled, and at the moment when the snow-white pen tip passed by, Zhou Yuan's heart sounded softly.

"Tianyuan Pen, break the source!"

An ancient source pattern slowly lit up on the mottled pen body. Then, the snow-white pen tip seemed to have a black light spreading by. In an instant, the pen tip became as dark as ink.

The black light passed by, with an obscure light.

At this time, Tianyuan's pen restrained its sharpness and seemed to become ordinary, but at this moment, Yang Xuan's eyes suddenly condensed, and his intuition made him feel a little uneasy.

The dark pen tip magnified rapidly in his pupils.

So the next moment, his palms slew violently, and the gray and white source energy burst out, quickly forming a wheel of light.

"Holy Wheel Technique!"

Swish!

When the light wheel was formed, a black light flashed past and pierced straight on the light wheel.

There seemed to be black light emerging where it came into contact.

Then, Yang Xuan's pupils shrank suddenly, because he saw that the light wheel was torn apart like thin paper when the dark pen tip fell.

"How could it be?!"

A sound suddenly sounded in my heart. Even Bai Li and the other two could not break this holy wheel technique. Why is it now easily penetrated by Zhou Yuan of the fourth level of heaven?

The black light pierced the throat. At the critical moment, Yang Xuan shook his palms and the holy wheel technique suddenly reversed. The powerful force finally made the black light tremble suddenly.

The source energy is raging.

Two figures passed by.

Countless gazes were projected without blinking.

Then, there were sounds of air-absorbing, because they saw that blood dripping from the tip of the black pen in Zhou Yuan's hand.

A ferocious blood mark appeared on Yang Xuan's shoulder, and the blood instantly stained his clothes.
To be continued...