Sleeping for ten thousand years, the queen kneeled and asked me to come out of the mountain

Chapter 8 You are not a human, but a monster!
Although the big guy in linen has a crazy tone, his kung fu is unambiguous.

The sword was shot faster than lightning, and the angle of attack was also very tricky.

However, such an opponent is what Yang Xuan wants.

He just succeeded in building the foundation, and there are masters coming to challenge him, and he is really happy in his heart.

There are free sparring partners, how can we not make good use of them.

Immediately, he stopped Xian'er who was rushing to protect him.

Seeing the big sword approaching constantly, he smiled: "Hehe, this saber technique is so flashy!"

It wasn't until the sword was about to hit the top of his head that he avoided it sideways, and then punched out.

This punch concentrated the strength of his whole body, even he himself didn't know how powerful it was.

boom!
Just heard a loud bang.

The long sword was unexpectedly broken by his punch.

The big man in sackcloth felt a strong impact, and half of his body was numb from the shock, so he quickly dodged back.

After stabilizing his figure, he lowered his head and saw that the two-inch-thick machete had been broken off at the waist, and the fracture was as smooth as a mirror.

"hiss!"

He gasped involuntarily, his eagle eyes widened bigger than a copper bell.

"Boy, what kind of punch is this?"

Exclaimed, blurted out.

He didn't believe that in this world, someone could break his sword with a single punch.

You know, his knife is not a common knife!
This is a precious sword from the hands of a craftsman. It has always been known for its thickness and toughness. It is impossible to break such a precious sword without a king-level cultivation.

Could it be that the boy in front of him was transformed into a fairy beast?
"Brother Mai, don't just be surprised, make a move!"

Yang Xuan was a little depressed.

With just one move, Brother Mai stopped moving.

You are so stupid, can you still have fun?

"Oh, here we come..."

The big man in sackcloth came back to his senses, obediently swung his knife and attacked.

Although he shot with all his strength, his mind was disturbed, and the power of his moves was greatly reduced.

Yang Xuan didn't care about it, his fists were like the wind, and he punched hard in front of him.

Such a violent attack only made the big man in sackcloth terrified, and retreated again and again, wanting to admit defeat and surrender.

It's a pity that Yang Xuan couldn't hear his inner voice, and he didn't care if he heard it. The pair of fists hit faster and faster, and finally the shadows of the fists joined together, and they couldn't tell the difference.

The big man in sackcloth had no choice but to passively meet the enemy, his mind was in a state of confusion, and he didn't know what to do, he just slashed the broken knife crazily towards the front.

Bang bang bang!
After a while of head-to-head confrontation.

The treasured sword of the big man in linen was completely shattered, and his body was almost crushed.

He stood there blankly, letting the blood drip from his body, dyeing the ground bright red.

Those eyes had lost their focus, and seemed to be completely stupefied.

"Hee hee, brother is amazing!"

At this time, Xian'er came out with her palms clapped, her eyes full of admiration.

With the strength of an immortal cultivator, he can beat an immortal general into a fool with his fists, there is no one in this world except his elder brother.

She has always been proud of her talent, but now she realizes that she is far behind her brother's talent.

Compared with immortal generals, there is a gap of eighteen small realms between cultivators and generals, which is an insurmountable gap.

Brother can do this, it can only show that his talent is too monstrous.

Perhaps, the common sense of the world is completely inappropriate for my brother.

"Is this person... stupid? I haven't had enough fun yet." Yang Xuan looked at the fist, a little speechless.

"Ah...you are not a human, you are a monster...you are a monster!"

Suddenly, the big man in sackcloth yelled loudly, and then ran to the distance with his head in his arms, his speed was twice as fast as when he came.

"Uh... really crazy, trash!" Yang Xuan shook his head dissatisfied.

To be honest, he really didn't expect that the current immortal general is so unbearable that he is not qualified to train him.

However, the times are different now. The so-called immortal generals, in the ancient times, were nothing more than small characters in the fairyland.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but miss the ancient times.

At that time, golden immortals walked all over the place, real immortals were not as good as dogs, dangerous and exciting.

In the current world, there are no real immortals.

Those so-called immortal soldiers, immortal generals, immortal kings, immortal emperors, immortal emperors, and immortal emperors are actually spinning in the three realms of human immortals, earth immortals, and heavenly immortals.

Seeing Yang Xuan's expression, Xian'er smiled playfully: "Brother, you don't know, you just made a move, but you overturned this person's cognition?"

"Hehe!" Yang Xuan smiled, put away the three true fairy grasses, and said to Xian'er: "Let's go, the great man is here!"

After finishing speaking, he took Xian'er to the front.

In his induction, there are many powerful auras approaching, some of them are not even below Xian'er.

It seems that this time's thunderous change has blown up all the old antiques in the wasteland.

"Hmph, no matter how old you are, as long as you dare to disrespect your brother, Xian'er will definitely make him regret it for the rest of his life." Xian'er turned her icy eyes and said confidently.

"Heh, little girl, you have a serious tone." Yang Xuan stretched out his finger, and tapped Xian'er's eyebrows.

To be honest, Xian'er's self-confidence really made him very happy.

In addition to her tenacity of will, this self-confidence is also very important for Xian'er to get to where she is today.

"Isn't there a brother here!" Xian'er withdrew.

"Okay, don't make a move for a while, let brother come!"

"..."

With a strong enemy under pressure, the two were still joking around.

This detached state of mind is really not something ordinary people can achieve.

boom!
Just after they walked less than ten miles, a gust of wind and waves hit, blowing people's eyes hard.

When you open your eyes again.

I saw a flying boat appeared in front of me, hovering at a height of ten feet.

The flying boat is very huge, at least a hundred meters long, and it is completely made of divine iron. It not only has strong defense, but also has amazing speed.

Such a huge flying boat is already a true fairy weapon, worth millions of fairy stones.

You must know that immortal artifacts are divided into false immortal artifacts and real immortal artifacts, and even the emperor soldiers are nothing more than top-level fake immortal artifacts.

True Immortal Artifacts are completely another level of treasure, much more precious than Emperor Armaments, and there are definitely only a handful of people who can produce True Immortal Artifacts in the wilderness.

Looking at the figures on the boat, all of them are dressed in brocade clothes, powerful and imposing, obviously they are all masters above the king level, the number is as many as several hundred.

And the few people standing in the front are all above the monarch level, and there is a faint majesty of the emperor in the flying boat.

"Hidden family, Donghuang Yun family!"

When Xian'er told the origin of the flying boat, her expression became serious.

Donghuang Yun's family is a hermit family for thousands of years. Even the emperor's palace can't control them, and their background is unfathomable.

"Hey, isn't this the Empress? Why are you with a cultivator?"

A young man in Chinese clothes sat on the bow with an elegant posture.

While speaking, the gorgeous robe bulged slightly, showing a very superb cultivation.

His cultivation has reached the emperor level!

Looking at this young Tianjiao, Yang Xuan couldn't help showing a little interest.

"Yun Jiuxiao, I really didn't expect that even your hidden family would come out to join in the fun this time." Xian'er replied lightly.

What she meant was that the Yun family belonged to a hermit family and should not meddle in worldly affairs.

With her status as the Empress of the Wasteland, these words are already very heavy.

"My lord empress, although the Yun family is hidden from the world, they still have freedom of movement. Jiuxiao sees the shocking vision here. Come and have a look, don't you mind?"

The young man in fine clothes had a bit of bearing, and he didn't feel annoyed by being ridiculed by the empress, so he replied politely.

Of course, this is not just a question of tolerance.

In the wasteland, even though he was a dragon among men, he did not dare to act presumptuously in front of the empress.

Only those who have experienced it know the horror of the ruthless empress.

Unfortunately, he is one of them.

Thinking of the challenges of the year, he still has lingering fears.

(End of this chapter)