Space, quiet as if dead.

At this moment, the atmosphere became more and more serious.

Everyone's eyes looked at the place where the sound came from.

There.

A seemingly thin figure was standing there, with a black robe in it, and the beautiful face had become the focus of those present.

"My junior brother... don't be impulsive! You are not his opponent!"

Looking at Wu Yangyu, Xue Canyue and others, they immediately dissuaded them.

Although Wu Yangyu's qualifications are terrifying, he is definitely not an opponent of Yi Xuan. Yi Xuan's realm has reached the level of the eighth level of the king.

Even if he is subject to rules and can reach the level of the sixth level of the king, he has the strength to kill Wu Yangyu in seconds.

Wu Yangyu smiled helplessly and was helpless in the face of everyone's dissuasion. He had no confidence in Yi Xuan. Even now, Wu Yangyu could feel that Yi Xuan's strength was unfathomable, and even in the battle with Liu Qingxuan, he showed no sign of exerting all his strength.

With Wu Yangyu's personality, he was even more unwilling to show off in front of so many people, but it also depends on the time and place.

Yi Xuan dealt with not only the disciples of the Prison Hall, but also attacked the Prison Hall. Wu Yangyu knew that after so many years of suppression, the Prison Hall was already dying.

If the Prison Hall is defeated again at this time, it will definitely become an indelible joke and stain in the future. During this period in the Prison Hall, Wu Yangyu received a lot of help.

Whether it is the Prison Palace itself, or the senior brothers and sisters, they all gave him too many beautiful memories, so this time, he must take action!

"You can't do it. Now you are not his opponent!"

Liu Qingxuan frowned and bit her cherry lips hard. With her personality, she was even more helpless to be able to say such words.

"Sister Sister, for men, you can't say it's not possible!"

Wu Yangyu smiled slightly and looked at the other person in a narrow-minded manner.

When the latter heard this, he suddenly reacted, and a hint of redness appeared on his pretty face.

"Clang!"

Yi Xuan's palm moved a little, and the tip of the sword had moved away from the body that locked Liu Qingxuan. His eyes narrowed slightly and slowly looked at Wu Yangyu.

He also had some impression of Wu Yangyu. At that time, he had seen Wu Yangyu in the Demon Garden, but at that time, he didn't care about Wu Yangyu.

He even had never seen the other person in front of him. In his opinion, Wu Yangyu was just a mere ant existence. There was too much difference compared to him, and even a world of difference could not be described.

"You are too weak, I'm not interested in fighting with you."

Staring at Wu Yangyu indifferently, Yi Xuan chanted slowly.

"Haha... Unfortunately, I'm not interested in you either, but I'm also one of the disciples of the Prison Hall, so we have to fight?"

"laugh……"

Yi Xuan narrowed his eyes and opened slightly. Two sharp sword lights instantly penetrated the void. Suddenly, a powerful sword sharp chill flashed across everyone's body, and his body was cold!

"It seems that you have to teach a lesson. After I returned to the sect, I heard your name. Wu Yangyu, right... Do you really think that if you become the youngest secret disciple, you can be arrogant in front of me? You, don't even have the qualification to draw a sword...!"

"Clang!"

The sword roared and moved.

Just as Yi Xuan's words fell, his figure instantly cut through the sky, and his speed reached the extreme. He seemed to turn into a magic sword and kill Wu Yangyu.

There was no sword in his hand, but the sword energy on his body was enough to split everything and covered Wu Yangyu hard.

"boom……"

The battle begins.

Wu Yang's body shook, and the dark golden divine light burst out.

"laugh……"

[Yaoyue Flash] was quickly opened, and the amazing crystal light was slashing through the sky like divine light, and was also unwilling to be outdone and bombarding the convenience.

"roar!"

"Crack!"

The dragon roared, and his fist was clenched tightly. Six fists were intertwined on the fist. Under his urging, he rushed toward the sword energy attacking the opponent and swung a heavy punch.

"clang!"

Both of them reached an astonishing speed. In an instant, there was a fierce sound of impact, which burst out violently. Wherever they went, the fragments in the sky were heard. In the ground around them, natural boulders turned into fragments in the sky under the critical hit of the catharsis power, and kept shooting towards the surroundings.

"Um?!"

It was just during the first contact that Yi Xuan's face changed slightly.

This Wu Yangyu is clearly not as rumored, and is only at the level of a grand master.

"Did you find it?"

Feeling the abnormal movement on Yi Xuan's body, a hint of coldness flashed slightly at the corner of Wu Yangyu's mouth.

"Boom..."

His body is like a dragon, his blood is like plasma, and Wu Yangyu's eyes emit a chilling light. The realm of the second level of the king's heaven completely exploded.

Another punch was blown in his left hand.

The power of Wang Daowei condensed it. This punch seemed to break the shackles of the ten directions, and it seemed like a heavy hammer from the gods. In the powerful force, it directly turned into a solid dragon shape, and it accelerated the bombardment without hesitation.

"not good!"

Wu Yangyu's move was too fast, especially since what he was practicing was the [Fighting Spirit Art]. If he deliberately covered up his own cultivation, it would be difficult for ordinary people to notice. The sudden burst of terrifying power suddenly caught Yi Xuan off guard, and it was even difficult to form a counterattack in a short period of time.

"roll!"

A fierce shout roared out of Wu Yangyu's mouth.

The immortal power of his body was activated fiercely, and an extremely violent force gathered in his left fist.

"Bang!"

The terrifying power exploded, and the shock and charging effect of the [Tianlong Prison Fist] reached the extreme. Yi Xuan's body shot out like a cannonball, and it flew heavily a hundred meters away. A deep trace was cut out under his feet.

"Clang!"

A hundred meters away, Yi Xuan's long sword quickly pierced the ground and forcibly controlled his body.

quiet!

Quite serene!

In the entire ancient war world, everyone's breathing seemed to be subconsciously suppressed. Everyone's eyes were even more irresistible shocking, looking at the scene in front of them.

"The king... is actually the second heaven of the king!"

Xue Canyue and others did not pay attention to Wu Yangyu's realm at the beginning, so they did not expect that Wu Yangyu had already stepped directly from the half-king level to the peak of the second level of the king!

More than that.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the situation is even more serious.

Even though Wu Yangyu's strength has entered the second level of the king, the realm shown by Yi Xuan has reached the level of the sixth level of the king.

However, he actually flew out a hundred meters under Wu Yangyu's punch. The power contained in this punch was so amazing and terrifying!

"Crazy! Going crazy! How could this Wu Yangyu... be so powerful?!"

After such a scene, someone finally couldn't help but scream, with an unconcealed horror in his voice.

"It's really crazy... The second level of heaven has killed the sixth level of heaven. I'm going to go against the will of heaven!"

Amid the waves of discussion, everyone's eyes began to show a solemn look in Wu Yangyu's eyes.

but.

More people are still not optimistic about Wu Yangyu, including Liu Qingxuan and others.

Although, in this first fight, Yi Xuan suffered a small loss, in fact, this was because Yi Xuan was caught off guard. Relatively speaking, Wu Yangyu did not explode in the real realm this time, so he took a shortcut. However, under the absolute gap between the sixth level of the king and the second level of the heaven, Wu Yangyu would undoubtedly lose this battle.

"It seems...is qualified to let you draw your sword!"

Staring at Yi Xuan lightly, Wu Yangyu's voice did not fluctuate at all, and he chanted slowly.

When Yi Xuan heard this, his face suddenly looked ugly. Although the battle just now was an accident, it was an insult to Yi Xuan's arrogant personality! A great insult!

"I didn't expect that I actually underestimated you... You really surprised me! Indeed, you already have the qualification to let me draw my sword!"

clang!

The long sword was slightly raised, and the sword body was unsheathed.

"Slay! Black Evil Slashing Dance!"

"Shit..."

A black sword light swept up, and then quickly formed a cracking and killing force, which instantly blocked Wu Yangyu's surroundings, completely trapping Wu Yangyu in it. At this time, Yi Xuan was obviously angry, and under this sword, he clearly brought up his own sword intent.

The sword intent, the meaning of swordsmanship, and the power contained in it is extremely terrifying.

For a moment.
To be continued...