Peerless Xuantian Record

Chapter 438
With a loud noise, dust was flying above the Five Elements Hall, and a few men in black who ran slower were killed on the spot. Although the rest of the men in black survived, they were also in a state of embarrassment.

Seeing this situation, all the disciples of Xuantian Villa burst into applause.

"Brother Bu, good job."

But Bu Qingxuan had a dignified face, standing with his sword in his hand, his eyes fixed on the hazy smoke, motionless.

"Haha... Xuantian Sword Art really deserves its reputation..." A burst of hearty laughter came out through the floating smoke.

All Xuantian disciples were startled, Bu Qingxuan's brows were frowned, this move was already his strongest move, listening to the other party's laughter, he was full of anger, obviously he was not injured at all.

Sure enough, as the smoke and dust slowly faded, the figure of the leader of the man in black gradually became clear.

"Boy, it seems that you haven't mastered this sword yet. If your senior brothers use this sword, I'm afraid even I won't be able to retreat completely. It's a pity, a pity, it's a pity that your skill is too weak. You can only use [-]% of the power of this sword." The man in black said coldly.

When Bu Qingxuan heard the words, the back gradually became cold, and the palms of his hands also leaked cold sweat slightly. This sword not only did not hurt the opponent, but also let the opponent completely see through him. It seems that the opponent's skill is far superior to his own. At this time, his mind His thoughts turned sharply, thinking of a strategy to defeat the enemy.

The leader of the man in black seemed to see through his thoughts, shook his head and smiled: "Hehe...don't think about it anymore, no one can save you today, and I gave you the opportunity. You didn't cherish it yourself, then You can't blame me." He raised his hand and pointed forward slightly with his finger, and the men in black behind him pulled out their swords and killed Xuantian disciple.

Just at the critical moment, several figures flew in from outside the main hall, lying in the middle of the two parties, when Xuantian disciples saw the visitors, they all showed joy, and they all cried out: "Master... .”

It was Yan Qingyang and his four major disciples who came.

"Yan Qingyang? You're not dead?" the leader of the man in black exclaimed with his eyes wide open.

Yan Qingyang turned around, looked at him quietly, and said slowly: "What? Is your Excellency disappointed that Yan is not dead?"

The leader of the men in black didn't care too much at this time, and shouted loudly: "Retreat..." As soon as the words fell, all the men in black quickly retreated outside the hall.Yan Qingyang put his hands behind his back, and there was a faint smile on his face. Seeing this, all the disciples were very puzzled, and thought to themselves: Master, what's wrong?The enemy is about to flee, why doesn't he go after him?

Just when all the disciples thought that the other party was about to run away, they only heard a loud bang from outside the door, and Yan Qingyang rushed out with a flicker of figure, followed by all the disciples, all wanting to see what was going on outside the hall. What happened. . . . . .

(End of this chapter)