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Chapter 1774 The era of a person

"It's from the Ximen family. It seems that this battle is a bit exciting." A voice sounded in the crowd, as if I really wanted to see the result of this battle.

The young man, dressed like snow, stood quietly in the square without saying a word, waiting for the young masters of the Black Demon clan to come and fight him automatically.

"This is the first time I have taken action when I come to China this time. I hope you don't disappoint me." A master from the Black Demon clan who went out of the sixth level of the Holy Realm stared at the white-clothed young man, then slowly walked over and faced the white-clothed young man.

boom!!

The black aura of the young master of the Black Demon Clan was surging, and a terrifying aura burst out, surging in this world, everyone in Qingquan City felt this terrifying aura.

Compared with the high-profile arrogance of the young man in the black demon clan, the young man in white was undoubtedly much lower-key. He did not express a trace of momentum on his body, and he was extremely quiet. In the aura of the young man in the black demon clan, it seemed like a small boat or a duckweed.

"Die." A word burst out from the mouth of the young master of the Black Demon clan. In an instant, an extremely huge black palm appeared in the void and slapped it hard.

Before this huge black palm could land, a terrible pressure fell. The heavy aura like a mountain made everyone take a few steps back, his eyes full of horror.

Compared with the previous Black Demon Master, this Black Demon Master is undoubtedly much stronger, and many people can't help but worry about the young man in white.

Seeing that the opponent's attack had arrived, he still stood quietly, as if he was an outsider, watching all this.

"Why didn't he fight back?"

"Can you be scared!"

"It seems that China is going to lose another game, it's a shame. Alas, I really don't know where other strong people are among the younger generation of China."

Seeing that the huge sky-covering palm was about to be taken down, but the young man in white still did not move, many people couldn't help but sigh seven times.

"KaKaKaKa," Under the tremendous pressure, dense cracks appeared on the ground under the feet of the young man in white, and the ground was sinking.

Unlike other people around China, the two masters of the Black Demon Clan with their cultivation level at the ninth level of the Holy Realm frowned. They believed that the white-haired young man would definitely not come to die like this, and there must be other means.

"Hmph, I'm not my opponent, just get out early, why bother here to pretend to be embarrassing and conspicuous." Seeing that the young man in white did not move, the young man from the Black Demon snorted coldly and mocked.

At this moment, the young man in white shrank slightly, and in his vision, the distance between him and the young man of the Black Demon tribe was shrinking.

Suddenly, a dazzling white light flashed by, and the whole scene returned to calm. The young man in white was still in his original position. The huge palm that landed in the void slowly dissipated, as if he had lost the power of control.

Seeing a scene, many people were stunned and didn't know what was going on. What was that white light and where it came from.

"Why are you so stupid that you won't do anything?" a man said in a low voice.

In the square, the posture of the young man in white did not change, and the posture of the young man in the Black Demon clan did not change, as if it was a sculpture.

Among the crowd around, many people looked puzzled, and of course some masters had smiles on their faces. They had seen clearly what had just happened. The four masters in the Black Demon Clan had their faces not very good-looking, and they also saw clearly what had just happened.

"Puff," a stream of black and red blood spurted out from the neck of the young man of the Black Demon clan, and the breath of life on his body disappeared.

This scene suddenly shocked many people around.

"What happened just now?" someone asked in a low voice.

"Just just now, the young man in white pulled out his long sword and broke out a terrible attack, and then put the long sword into the sheath. His speed was too fast, so he couldn't see it at all. He is worthy of being a member of the Ximen family, and it's indeed terrible." A master explained.

Yes, in an instant, the young man in white drew his long sword, not only cutting through the neck of the young man of the Black Demon clan, but the terrifying sword energy also directly destroyed his divine court and killed his soul.

"Bang,,," the master of the Black Demon Clan fell to the ground. He looked as if he was so arrogant that he was very arrogant. Now he has become a dead body.

"Have you won?"

"Victed."

"We finally won. It's so satisfying. It's so cool. Look at these Black Demons who dare to be arrogant in the future."

Many masters cheered and let out a strong sigh of relief, and the depressed mood was wiped out.

"Very good, very good, your strength is indeed strong. Let me fight you! Try your sword." At this time, amid the cheers of everyone, a master with a cultivation level in the early seventh level of the Holy Realm stepped forward and said, his eyes full of cold murderous intent.

"You?" The young man in white raised his eyes and a rare expression appeared on his face. "When my cultivation level breaks through to the seventh level of the holy realm, I will come to fight you."

The young man in white said lightly, then turned around and left, his right hand still placed on the hilt of the sword, what he looked like when he came and what he was like when he left.

Hearing the words of the young man in white, the young man in the black demon clan looked very bad. He wanted to have strong cultivation to suppress the other party, but he didn't expect that the other party would not fight at all. This made him feel uncomfortable with one punch.

"What's your name? I'll wait for your cultivation to break through." The Black Demon clan, a master with a cultivation level in the seventh level of the Holy Realm, stared at the back of the young man in white and asked.

"Ximen Luoxue." When the voice of the young man in white gradually disappeared, a sound came and sounded clearly in the square.

"Ximen Luoxue, I'll write you down." The master of the Black Demon Clan who had a cultivation level in the early seventh level of the Holy Realm said loudly, his voice spreading across the sky.

"It turned out to be him, the most genius figure in the generation of the Ximen family. No wonder he is so powerful." Someone in the crowd said.

"It's impossible! We haven't heard of such a talented person."

"How many geniuses have you heard of among the youngest generation in China today?" asked a master.

"I don't seem to have heard of it."

"Haha, I haven't heard of it, it doesn't mean there is no. Do you think that the youngest masters of our major forces in China are mediocre talents, and no genius appears?"

"Of course not, but why haven't I heard of a few people?"
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