Chapter 1378

"Fengshen anger!"

"It's Fengshen's anger again, and... He hasn't pinched the seal yet!"

"How is this possible!"

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On the field, when the virtual image above Xiao Xuan's head condensed in the twinkling of an eye, the faces of the guards below suddenly changed, and they couldn't help shouting. In particular, they felt a burst of disbelief when they saw that Xiao Xuan turned into a spirit of anger in an instant.

Xiao Mingyuan's old face was also surprised at what was happening in front of him, but compared with the younger generation of the Xiao nationality around him, he understood that although Fengshen anger was an Italian level fighting skill, it was not impossible to condense it in a moment, but apart from the need to support it with a huge source of Qi, his understanding of Fengshen anger, It is also necessary to reach the point where he has reached the state of transformation. Obviously, Xiao Xuan has reached the point that most people can't reach!

At the same time, the sense of regret for Xiao Xuan in the bottom of his heart also deepened.

It's really unacceptable that Xiao Xuan, who is so calm and has reached such an amazing level in all aspects of talent, should stop at the peak of Yuanhuang!

"Alas..."

With a deep frown and a sigh, the old man's body could not help trembling. A pair of old eyes looked at the natural and unrestrained figure like the breeze in front of him, and there was a sense of resentment in his heart.

"It's really... Fortune makes people!"

While looking at Xiao Xuan, Xiao Yan was also surprised. It seemed that he underestimated his ancestor. At present, he couldn't help laughing at himself. Compared with the latter, his powerful combat power was almost due to the existence of different fire, while Xiao Xuan relied on his own ability, In this regard, he thinks he is inferior!

On the court, with the condensation of Xiao Xuan's Fengshen anger, Xiao Feng, who is now on the void, suddenly looks ugly. He has also cultivated Fengshen anger. Naturally, his understanding of this is far better than ordinary people. Xiao Xuan can condense Fengshen anger in a flash. This is the proof of his strength. If his cultivation did not stop at the peak of the emperor, I'm afraid today's battle, He will have no chance of winning.

"Hoo..."

The breath was trembling and soothing for a while. Xiao Feng felt a burst of happiness in his heart. His eyes closed slowly. The next moment he opened, the dark cold light burst out, and there was a cold determination in the depths of his eyes.

"Is the wind God angry? Even if so, what can it be? The gap between the source emperor and the source sect can not be overstepped after all!"

"You will surely lose this war!"

As soon as the cry fell, Xiao Feng stepped on the void, folded his hands, glared at Xiao Xuan, linked with the huge virtual image behind him, and his body leaned forward slowly. At the same time, a terrible sense of oppression also fell from the sky!

On the ground below, Xiao Yan felt the sense of oppression from Xiao Feng's body, and the expression on his face was also a change. He was worthy of being the son of the Xiao family. Compared with Xiao chuhang, Xiao Feng's Fengshen anger was more than twice as high as the former. Xiao Yan admitted that even if he had to face Xiao Feng's blow, he would have to go all out!

On one side, Xiao Mingyuan's turbid old eyes stared at the situation on the field. A trace of source gas quietly circulated on the body surface. Once the situation changed, he would take action immediately. Anyway, this time, he will also protect Xiao Xuan's integrity!

"Wind! God! Anger!"

Every word rippled between the heaven and earth, on both sides of the street in the distance and on the attic, as if there were many people, most of them were elders of all sides of the Xiao family. They had guessed that if Xiao Mingyuan didn't do it, they would be able to stop Xiao Feng's attack, There is only Xiao Yan on his side.

The terrible wind pressure hit the faces of the people below, which made many people step back. What's more, they sat down on the ground and couldn't support the wind pressure. Even Xiao Yan at this time also showed a dignified look on his face, and the source gas in his body flowed rapidly, as if he was ready to fight.

Only at this time, Xiao Xuan's face was still calm in the face of the oncoming wind pressure. The oncoming wind dispersed automatically when it was tens of feet away, as if he was waiting for the arrival of the angry God in the sky. If he had a heart, he could find that Xiao Xuan's face had become a little pale unconsciously

"What is he doing? Why hasn't he done it yet?"

Before the main hall, I don't know when it has been filled with the figures of a group of elders. In front of the door, there is Xiao Yuheng, the head of the Xiao family. At this time, the eyes of this group are also gathered on Xiao Xuan. Of course, most people are still waiting for Xiao Yan's hand. Xiao Feng is the source sect after all!

"Have you noticed that another force seems to be gathering around him?"

Xiao Yuheng frowned. Under the pressure of the wind god's anger, no one could see the situation around Xiao Xuan clearly, but he was still aware of it. Unfortunately, the elders of the clan nearby didn't expect Xiao Xuan to resist Xiao Feng with his own strength.

No one responded. Xiao Yuheng had to shake his head. These old guys are old-fashioned.

On the ground, Xiao Xuan looked blandly at the huge virtual image that was getting closer and closer. In the depths of his eyes, a fierce color came quietly.

A strong sense of oppression fell from heaven. Later, Xiao Yan and their feelings became more and more nervous. They even had the impulse to take action. If they hadn't seen Xiao Xuan still stable as before, they would have taken action long ago.

"Ancestors..."

His eyes stared at his back tightly. The fist under Xiao Yan's sleeve robe could not help but clench more tightly, and his forehead was full of sweat because of the tension of his inner emotion.

"Xiao Xuan, you are defeated!"

The words full of oppression sounded like the final judgment. Xiao Feng's body suddenly shook. The terrible storm suddenly swept over and approached Xiao Xuan. The huge virtual image finally came to Xiao Xuan at this moment. Until this moment, Xiao Xuan, whose eyes were as calm as before, slowly looked up and his eyes collided with the former's eyes like a hawk and falcon, The sword finger of the right hand rotates gently, and the plain voice of words spits out slowly.

"Qing Mu sword formula, Dao Tian... A sword!"

"Buzz!"

Almost at the same time, the virtual image on Xiao Xuan's head suddenly raised his hands and grasped it in the air. In the originally empty void, it suddenly turned into a huge sword. At the same time, a terrible sword storm swept across the world at the moment, cutting countless fierce sword marks on the ground below!

At this moment, everyone present, including the elders standing in front of the main hall and Xiao Yuheng's face, suddenly changed. Everyone stared at the scene and was filled with horror. Until a moment later, they couldn't help shouting.

"This is... The avenue of sword!"

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