Many people stared at that space, the storm gradually dissipated, and the scene inside gradually appeared in front of everyone.
There, I saw a slender figure standing proudly with a frivolous and unruly expression. He was holding a corpse in his hands, curled up like a dead dog. There was no breath on his body, so he was obviously dead.
The moment everyone saw the figure's face clearly, their expressions suddenly froze there. He was not dead!
The person standing was Xuanyuan Potian. He was not dead, he was still alive, and he was even standing there safe and sound.
"He's not dead, so the corpse in his hands is..." Everyone's expressions suddenly froze. They looked at the person in Xuanyuan Potian's hand, and their hearts twitched violently. It was Liu Xiaofeng!
"Liu Xiaofeng is dead. He died in the hands of this person."
At this moment, almost everyone felt a turmoil in their hearts, with expressions of disbelief on their faces. Liu Xiaofeng was a well-known disciple of Netherworld Palace, and many people knew of his existence. However, now, he died on the fourth floor of Wind King Tower.
Beheaded by people from the same realm.
At this moment, if they have not realized that Xuanyuan Potian's talent is beyond their imagination, then they are too ignorant.
Qin Xuan and Jian's expressions were as calm and indifferent as ever, calm without a trace of ripples.
Xuanyuan Potian practices the body refining method of Xuanyuan Palace, and there are few enemies in close combat in the same area. That person relied on the power of the rules of the wind, and allowed Xuanyuan Potian to get close to him, and he died without mercy.
"There is another person here who is telling you to get out, don't you hear me?"
Xuanyuan Potian said lightly, with a proud look on his face and a look of disdain in his eyes, as noble as a king.
It was only at this moment that his majesty as the proud son of a palace-level power was revealed.
Hearing Xuanyuan Potian's aggressive words, everyone was shocked and couldn't help but look at Xiao Yuan.
Before, when Xuanyuan Potian asked Xiao Yuan to get out, they only thought that Xuanyuan Potian was uttering arrogant words. However, now, it is obviously not the case. Xuanyuan Potian's strength may really have such qualifications.
Feeling the gazes from the people around him, Xiao Yuan's face became extremely gloomy. He even noticed the doubts mixed in those gazes. They were questioning his strength.
A cold light flashed in Xiao Yuan's eyes, he turned his head and looked behind him, and he actually looked at the young man in white who had said something before.
His expression condensed for a moment, as if hesitating for something, and after a moment he said in a deep voice: "Young Master Yu, I want to kill this person to avenge my shame."
A strange look flashed in Qin Xuan's eyes. Who is the young man in white? Xiao Yuan's status seems to be very high, but he still respects the young man in white and does not dare to show any slightness. Who is he?
"Do you know who he is?" Qin Xuan looked at the sword and asked via voice transmission.
Jian also shook his head and said: "There are too many talented people in the Demonic Desolate Region. Unless he names himself, I can't guess them."
"It seems that Xiao Yuan is not very sure about his own strength, otherwise he would not ask Young Master Yu, but I don't know if Young Master Yu will pay attention to him."
"With Young Master Yu's identity and strength, as long as he speaks, even if Xiao Yuan is defeated, he can still save his life, but Xiao Yuan will follow Young Master Yu in the future, and he will no longer be the supreme saint son of Ding Tian Sect."
"Haha, the mere Holy Son of Dingtian Sect is nothing. It may have some effect outside the Nine Domains, but within the Nine Domains, it does not have such a high status. What's more, this is the Demon Desolate Domain. The so-called Holy Son
It’s not even worth mentioning.”
A series of slight discussions came and went, all surrounding Xiao Yuan's words just now.
There are many people surrounding the young man in white. These people all have extraordinary temperaments and are extraordinary. Their cultivation levels are all above the fourth level of King Yuan. The young man formerly known as Mr. Luo is also among them.
"Young Master Yu, what do you mean?" Luo Yunqi asked in a low voice to the young man in white.
I saw that the young man in white still didn't open his eyes, his mouth squirmed, and he said calmly: "Kill him, just kill him. Dingtian Sect is still strong enough, and he will stay with me in the future."
When everyone heard this understatement, their hearts couldn't help but tremble.
As expected of Young Master Yu, even the people who follow him must be carefully selected. Not everyone is qualified to stand by his side.
"Thank you, Young Master Yu. Xiao Yuan swears to follow Young Master Yu to the death!" Xiao Yuan said with excitement. Immediately, a sinister look flashed in his eyes. He turned to look at Xuanyuan Potian, with a sinister smile on his lips. He will die here today.
Bar.
"Young Master Yu said it himself. He is dead today. It's just a pity for his talent. Being able to kill Liu Xiaofeng with one blow is enough to be proud of him."
Everyone looked at Xuanyuan Potian with sympathy. If his tone had not been too arrogant, why would he have fallen to this level?
Jian's eyebrows raised slightly, and he chuckled: "It seems that he has provoked a very powerful being."
"I wonder who is stronger than Po Tian in terms of identity." Qin Xuan whispered in his heart.
Judging from everyone's reaction to the young man in white, this person must have an extraordinary origin and is probably extremely powerful, otherwise he would not be afraid of so many talented people.
The words of the young man in white did not hide the words from everyone. Xuanyuan Potian naturally heard it, and his expression couldn't help but feel a little cold, especially cold.
If you kill him, just kill him. If you think he is a persimmon, can you pinch him if you want?
"Get over here quickly and die." Xuanyuan Potian said coldly, his tone still extremely strong, as if he was the best in the world.
"Just wait to die."
Xiao Yuan sneered. Originally, he was a little unsure after witnessing Xuanyuan Potian's battle, but Young Master Yu personally spoke and reassured him to kill. He had nothing to worry about. Today, Xuanyuan Potian would definitely die.
"boom!"
With a loud rumble, Xuanyuan Potian stepped violently on the void, and the space shook violently, as if it was about to be crushed by this foot.
The aftermath of the terrifying power spread, and a storm blade actually condensed, splitting a path from the void, directly towards Xiao Yuan's face.
"Why is this guy so powerful?" Xiao Yuan's heart trembled and he felt very puzzled. The fourth level of the Yuan King Realm is definitely not that strong. Could it be that he has a chaotic constitution? It can't be such a coincidence, right?
"Buzzing..."
The sharp wind roared, the sharp blade of the storm twisted the void crazily, and the sharp and cold breath slapped Xiao Yuan's body hard, making his clothes rustle, as if they were about to be torn apart.
"Get out of here!"
Xiao Yuan roared angrily, clenched his hands into fists, and blasted out at the same time. Behind him, a gray-white soul shone out. It was a giant three-foot-tall cauldron. The cauldron was covered with patterns, spinning rapidly, emitting
Powerful fluctuations.
I saw Xiao Yuan shoot his palm into the void, and the giant cauldron suddenly shot out and rushed directly into the rioting storm.
As if rising in the face of a storm, the giant cauldron expanded dozens of feet in an instant. Even though the blades of the storm continued to bombard the cauldron, it remained motionless, just like the Immovable King.
"Haha, aren't you crazy? Don't you have brute strength? You came to break my defense!"
Xiao Yuan laughed wantonly, because he laughed so wildly that the lines on his face were slightly distorted, making him look extremely ferocious.
Xuanyuan Potian relied on his brute force to kill Liu Xiaofeng with one blow. He was so arrogant and thought he was invincible.
However, he is not as arrogant as Liu Xiaofeng. In his hands, Xuanyuan Potian will not stand a chance, not at all.
"Really, who gave you the courage to say such stupid words?"
A sarcastic and indifferent voice came through the storm, making Xiao Yuan's expression suddenly stiffen. This guy had reached this point and actually spoke back.
However, the next moment, a bright stream of light flashed past his eyes and rushed directly into the storm. The speed of the stream of light was so fast that it could not be caught by the naked eye.
"That's..." Xiao Yuan's pupils shrank slightly, still thinking about what that stream of light was.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, there was a low thunderous sound in the storm, like the ringing of a bell, which also struck his heart. His expression suddenly became a little pale, and his chest felt a little heavy.
The sound came from the storm. What happened inside?
"Dong, dong, dong..."
Heavy loud noises continued to sound, one after another, each one more powerful than the other. Those noises seemed to contain some kind of pattern, making everyone's hearts tremble involuntarily, as if they were controlled.
Many people's faces turned red and they were out of breath. If the power contained in the sound was stronger and the speed was faster, their hearts would probably be exploded.
This noise is so terrible!
The expressions of many people changed drastically, and their eyes shone sharply. They all looked towards the storm. What on earth was that guy doing?
Finally, the young man in white who had kept his eyes closed slowly opened his eyes, as if he was also disturbed by the noise coming from the storm.
The young man in white is extremely handsome, meticulous, and has a superb temperament. He seems to be born noble. Just sitting there, there seems to be an invisible force surrounding him, making it impossible for people to approach.
The most shocking thing is that his pupils are of extremely bright blood color, like a pair of bloodthirsty pupils. One look at them makes people tremble and they dare not look at them.
Yutong is his name.
Qin Xuan's eyes sparkled with purple-gold light, looking towards the storm.
I saw a giant several feet tall standing on top of the storm. His body was blooming with dazzling divine brilliance. His whole body seemed to be filled with infinite power. His fists were wildly bombarding the giant cauldron mountain, as if he would not tire.
Each punch caused the giant cauldron to shake violently, but it was still spinning at high speed and standing in the void.
At this time, Xiao Yuan's face turned pale, and he realized what might have happened in the storm. That guy was actually bombarding his soul!
"Since this broken cauldron is what you rely on, then I will let you see with your own eyes whether your so-called reliance is really as indestructible as you imagined."