() "If you want to fight, fight. It's useless to say more. Why do you have to talk so much nonsense?"

Facing the strong spiritual scholar, Hua Xuan was neither humble nor choked, but he was loud and loud, but every word hit the Eighth Elder like a heavy hammer. It was not as strong as the pressure from the strong spiritual scholar, but was melted by the wild flames on his body, without giving him any pressure.

The Eight Elder was a powerful spiritual scholar. He was shocked by a junior so that he did not take him seriously at all, which made him angry. He shouted angrily, "Looking for death!"

With this angry shout, all his body was shrouded by flames. Such flames were not the real aura, but... spiritual fire! Seeing this scene, Hua Xuan's eyes were slightly condensed, with a little solemnity. At the same time, he did not dare to neglect, and immediately handed over his body to Mr. Hua to control.

He is not a fool, his own strength is just a spiritual master. Compared to him, the spiritual master has surpassed two levels, and it is not enough to be level 18. If he resists it, it is unknown who will eventually die, but he will inevitably be seriously injured.

You should know that the current Qifang Pavilion is not only the great enemy of the Hao family, but also hundreds of enemies who are comparable to the Ouyang family. In order to win over the forces that appeared in the early shogunate and protect their forces, he must be safe and sound.

Moreover, taking this opportunity, we must use the fastest speed to kill the Eighth Elder, show his strength, show the power of the Qifang Pavilion, and treat the Eighth Elder as a chicken, so as to kill the chicken to warn the monkeys and shock those forces. We will not let them have the intention of rebellion!

"Go to die!" The Eighth Elder shouted loudly, waved his hand, and no spiritual skills condensed by spiritual power appeared, but Hua Xuan felt a strong pressure coming over the surface. That was spiritual consciousness!

"Hmph!" Hua Xuan snorted coldly, stepped on the back of the exorcist wolf, jumped high, and his spiritual power was running at full speed, pouring all his hands into the Tang sword. Suddenly, the Tang sword bounced out about a foot of sword energy, carrying an unparalleled strong wind, and slashed down with force to slash Huashan.

"Clang..."

A golden blade of about 100 meters suddenly rushed into the air, and the blade of the air seemed to have encountered an obstacle, making a sound of metal and iron fighting. At the same time, Hua Xuan also waved his hand and suddenly grabbed it, and his spiritual consciousness burst out.

"Bang..."

The golden ser blade seemed to have received great thrust. With a loud bang, it slashed through the Eight Elder's big palm condensed from spiritual consciousness and slashed towards the position where the Eight Elder was. This speed was even greater than just now.

"Bang……"

There was another loud bang, and the Eighth Elder flew up in the air. At the position where he had just stood at his feet, gravel splashed, and a crack of more than ten meters appeared on the roof of Wanjin Pavilion.

"Sky Fire Palm!" The Eighth Elder stood steadily in the air, as if he did not kill the former in one fell swoop. With a loud shout, the flames around him swept, and in an instant, they condensed in front of him. A huge flame palm formed several feet high, and bombarded towards Huaxuan. The world was filled with fire.

"Nine Dragon Tomb!" Hua Xuan sneered and landed on the roof. The Nine Dragon Tomb was about the size of a meter, flashing out, not weaker than that of the fire palm. The thunder-like roar spread from the sky, and the huge fluctuations that collided tangibly stirred in all directions and disappeared from afar.

“Kaba…”

And at this moment, a crisp sound suddenly sounded, and the crisp sound was particularly clear. It came so suddenly. In the sky, the Nine Dragon Tomb was not condensed by spiritual power. At most, there was only a palm print on it, and the two huge fire palms showed a crack.

"How is this possible!" The Eighth Elder glared, and a deep horror spread from his heart. He didn't believe that his spiritual skills would be smashed by a junior...

Crack... At this moment, with continuous thoughts, the cracks finally cracked until the entire huge fire palm was spread all over. Then, with a pop, the huge fire palm immediately collapsed between heaven and earth.

"Battle!"

Hua Xuan shouted deeply, and another Jiulong Tomb attached to his body. The metallic luster surged under his skin. Hua Xuan jumped suddenly and stepped onto the Jiulong Tomb. A tiger roar suddenly sounded, and his body suddenly turned into a stream of light. The Jiulong Tomb, which he had stepped on and should have fallen, was taken back by him at the first time.

The Tang sword in his hand danced and turned into a spear. The shadow of the sword in the sky flashed like stars, shining between the sky and the earth, covering the Eighth Elder. The fierce wind blew the Eighth Elder's hair all broke and flew.

"Looking for death!" The Eighth Elder shouted angrily, and was actually bullied by a junior. His body suddenly raised up, and he stretched out his hand and grabbed it suddenly. A white giant claw condensed from spiritual consciousness immediately grabbed Huaxuan.

"Hmph, can't you just escape? Are you afraid?" Hua Xuan said sarcastically, and the Nine Dragon Tomb flashed out. He stepped on him again, and his figure was also rapidly rising. At the same time, the Tang sword in his hand suddenly slashed. "Slash!"

"Bang..." A loud noise echoed between heaven and earth. The giant claws condensed by spiritual power were instantly scattered by Huaxuan. Then the Nine Dragon Tomb flashed in front of him again and raised it again. Ten purgatory chains emerged like spiritual snakes and rushed out from all directions towards the Eighth Elders. The sharp blade military bullets above came out, and under the illumination of Yaori, the chains seemed to be covered with cold light.

Smack sex...

The Purgatory Lock She looked towards the Eight Elders, but they were all blocked by the flames around them, and sparks kept flashing and dissipating in the sky.

"How is this possible!" Below it, Ouyang Zhan and the other two who followed each other opened their mouths wide, looked at the scene in the sky in disbelief, and swallowed hard. "Is his strength also a spiritual sage?"

With the strength of a third-level spiritual master, he is not at all inferior to the spirit master, and it is still in the sky. You must know that spiritual masters can fly, but spiritual masters cannot do it, even great spiritual masters cannot do it. But Hua Xuan actually relied on his skills and vaguely gained the upper hand. This is really incredible. Why didn’t Ouyang Zhan think so?

"It shouldn't be!" The head of the Zhang family looked at the two people still fighting fiercely in the sky and said bitterly. They had been practicing for decades but were just the strength of spiritual masters. The strongest one belonged to Ouyang Zhan, who was a great spiritual master, but even Ouyang Zhan did not dare to fight like spiritual masters like this. They could not fly, and they were in the sky, in such a scene that was not conducive to their own.

However, Hua Xuan dared to do this, and fought fiercely without losing his temper, pressing towards the Eighth Elder step by step. Such strength has made them feel bitter. After practicing for decades, they are not as good as a boy, a boy of the same age as their son.

"No! Brother Xuan is so strong?" At this moment, Ri Yao and his crowd rushed over, opened their mouths wide, and Ri Yao said. Now even he, the person who lives with Hua Xuan, is unbelievable.

"Young Master!" Hua Jiu clenched his fists excitedly and cried with joy. The young master was not only able to practice, but also so strong that he had hope of seeking justice for the second young master (Hua Wuchen).

"I want to join Qifang Pavilion!" At this moment, a jingying child from unknown family was looking at the two men fighting fiercely in the sky, muttering to himself with yearning.

"Young Master!" Inside the Qifang Pavilion, the old man in gray had tears in his eyes. He looked at the fighting figure in the sky excitedly, and slowly clenched his fists.

…………

"Wind and Huo Mountain!" The Eighth Elder shouted, and spiritual consciousness and spiritual power burst out at the same time. The spiritual power quickly condensed, forming a mountain of several feet. The strong pressure came over the surface. The spiritual consciousness wrapped the mountain and turned into a strong wind, roaring like a knife, and bursting towards Huaxuan.

"Look at my Thousand Army Slash and destroy your Fenghuo Mountain!"

Hua Xuan was so happy that he had never felt such a strong battle. With a loud laugh, he stepped on the Jiulong Tomb and greeted him closely. At the same time, he held up the Tang sword and was wrapped by a foot of blades that were several feet long, and was unstoppable and slashed towards Fenghuo Mountain.

Crack... Almost in the touch, the Fenghuo Mountain splashed several pieces of gravel, and then a crack appeared.

Crack... The cracks get bigger and bigger, crack open, and in an instant, the entire Fenghuo Mountain is covered with cracks and disintegration!
Chapter completed!