Heavenly God Mnemonic

The man was taken aback, and his figure flashed back.

But the moment Yang Qingxuan made a fist, he stepped on his sword step, and every step was like a sword aura. When he stepped on the third step, he appeared in front of that person.

"Boom!"

One punch was impartial and hit the man's face frontally.

"what!--"

The sound of the man killing a pig sounded, and then a blood line was thrown in the air, and it flew out.

"Hey!" Everyone looked at him with horror, where is that person's face?

A very deep fist mark replaced the original facial features, no nose, eyes, mouth, and even a slumped head. That punch will inevitably smash the skull, and a face will bloom into a flower.

The man flew upside down dozens of meters away, his body trembling in the air, his hands trembled, and he seemed to want to balance his body, but because he hurt his brain, he finally couldn't stabilize himself and fell parabolic to the ground, and soon " He fell to the ground with a bang.

Everyone changed their expressions. Just now, the person who was the original Wu Dazun was beaten by a punch, and when Yang Qingxuan made a punch, everyone didn't feel the fluctuation of the true essence at all. It was completely physical. Punch.

"Physical repair, chalcedony realm?" Ba Wenrui's face changed suddenly, her pupils shrank suddenly, and she shot a little bit of light, becoming extremely solemn.

The other six people's complexion also changed drastically, completely losing their previous ease.

Yang Qingxuan stretched out his hand again and showed the amber in front of everyone, jokingly: "Is there anything else you want? Come and get it yourself."

The six people stared at the amber, the crystal clear color, the red blood, which caused a swallowing voice, everyone wanted it, and their hearts were commotion, but no one dared to step forward.

Zi Yuan stared at them coldly, and said lightly: "Kill the six of them, let us get in the way and delay our time."

The six of them were shocked, their complexions changed drastically, their eyes shifted from Yang Qingxuan to Zi Yuan, and they found that this white-faced man was also extraordinary, and under the detection of his spiritual sense, he was completely isolated and could not tell at all.

Either you have practiced the techniques to hide your breath, or you have treasures that are isolated and explored on your body, or...

A few people thought of the last situation, and they all had cold sweats on their backs. "Are these two people in a strong position?"

Ba Wenrui's face changed suddenly, she suddenly turned around, and turned into a streamer to flee away. The speed was so fast that she looked like she had tried her best.

After that, the red-faced old man also trembled all over, turned around and ran away.

The other four were dumbfounded. Seeing that the two of the strongest had run away, they couldn't stand it anymore, took a deep look at the two of them, and then turned around and left.

Zi Yuan stared at the leaving figures, frowned slightly, turned around and asked, "Qingxuan, why didn't you kill them? Lest they worry about it, it's not good after all."

Yang Qingxuan smiled and said, "There are too many people who are thinking about it. Now that they have gone wisely, that's fine. What's more, the real threat hasn't appeared yet. I'm right, Master Liuhao."

His last sentence was very calm and cold, and he slowly spit out from his mouth, as if chatting at random, without any change in his expression.

Zi Yuan's expression changed drastically, and she was shocked and said: "Liu Hao? Where is he?!" He turned around and looked vigilant.

"Huh, how did you find me?"

A man's surprised voice came from the air, and then, a group of white clouds in front floated over, slowly condensing into a human form, a feather fan and a turban, with a brilliant expression, and a bright light flashed in his eyes.

Zi Yuan looked shocked, staring at the person in front of her vigilantly, and under that calm appearance, a very dangerous aura was sent to her.

Yang Qingxuan's expression was calm, and his eyes were met with Young Master Liuhao, staring at each other for a while.

Liu Hao suddenly laughed and said loudly: "Haha, interesting, when did Xutian City come to you as an interesting person? I'm very curious, from which plane you came."

Yang Qingxuan did not answer, but arched his hands and said indifferently, "Thank you, Master Liuhao for lending me the spirit stone."

Zi Yuan looked stunned, and then realized that when the Qing Luan's true blood was taken, Yang Qingxuan inexplicably took out five million spiritual stones, which was actually given by Liu Hao.

At that time, Liu Hao was sitting not far in front of Yang Qingxuan. After he took a photo of Qingluan's true blood, when he stepped forward to deliver, he passed by Liu Hao's side, and Liu Hao gave him the spirit stone.

Liu Hao smiled faintly, and said, "It's okay, borrowing your spirit stone, it's also for myself."

Yang Qingxuan nodded and said: "At that time, you transmitted the sound to me, saying that you want the amber made of the big chun tree resin, and you will come out for the part that exceeds 70 million, so that I can successfully photograph this thing."

Liu Hao smiled and said: "Fortunately, it hasn't exceeded too much, and it's still within a mere range of tolerance."

Yang Qingxuan was noncommittal, and said lightly: "I will cut this amber and I will give it to you after I take out the blood."

With that, he took Amber out and placed it in his palm, allowing Liu Hao to watch.

"Tsk tsk, it really is a treasure, like the tears of a big tree tree, with the true blood of Qingluan, it is a superb gem, is it a shame to cut it like this?" Liu Hao looked at the amber and licked his lower lip. , Full of praise, "Moreover, this amber is extraordinary, it is not easy to cut, if it is not cut properly, and the blood inside is injured, it will be more than worth the loss."

Yang Qingxuan's pupils shrank slightly, his eyes shot cold and severe, and said: "That Young Master Liu Hao means..."

Liu Hao tut a few times, as if he was thinking, suddenly clapped his hands and smiled: "Or else, don't cut it, and sell it to me with the real blood in it. Friends, please quote a price of two million ?three million?"

The cold light flashed in Yang Qingxuan's eyes, then smiled, grabbed the amber with his five fingers, and stared at Liu Hao coldly, sarcastically, "Are you talking about the best spirit stone?"

Zi Yuan was also angry, plus Liu Hao's previous actions, which killed at least tens of thousands of people, which made her extremely disgusted with this person, and she burst into murderous aura in one go.

On the contrary, Yang Qingxuan was extremely calm from beginning to end, without any mood swings.

Liu Hao rubbed his hands in front of him, his eyes flashed with a strange light, he said: "You want more, of course it's a middle grade."

"Oh."

Yang Qingxuan was expressionless, put his hands behind him, and said calmly: "I still owe Young Master Liuhao five million middle-grade spirit stones. Now that I give you amber and blood, do I have to pay you another two or three million? "

"This... I think you probably don't have any money on your friend. The puppet of the desert clan that I photographed before is worth some money, so just give it to me."

Liu Hao licked his lips, the strange aura on his body was heavier, an invisible pressure formed in the air, and within a radius of one hundred meters, everyone was in a strange atmosphere.

He furrowed his eyebrows slightly, and was surprised inwardly. Under his pressing momentum, the other party was unmoving, not knowing whether he was confident or pretending to be calm.

At the moment he frowned, a powerful sword intent suddenly burst out, directly breaking through this weird aura.