Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

Yang Xuan lowered his head and thought for a while. He shook his head seriously and said, "What if I don't want to admit defeat?"    

"You don't want to admit defeat? People like you don't have the right to choose."    

The man in black seemed to be a bit angry, feeling like he had been tricked.    

He held a large knife in one hand and walked over. The red light of the knife seemed to be embedded into the air, becoming more and more distinct.    

Yang Xuan frowned. At the same time, he thought quickly. He sensed a similarly strong fluctuation of Spirit Aura in the distance.    

That enormous aura was exactly the same as the aura of the man in black in front of him.    

"No, I can only fight with him. I still have a chance of survival. When his companion arrives, I will be finished."    

Yang Xuan gritted his teeth.    

He wanted to stall for some time to think of a way, but it seemed like there was no time now. These Third Stage men in black were extremely fast. They would arrive here in a few moments.    

Although he could already feel the gap between him and these men in black from the previous collision, he couldn't care less about it right now.    

Yang Xuan looked at the men in black slowly approaching him. His eyes focused, and with a wave of his Longevity Sword, a Sword Qi was sent flying.    

He wasn't satisfied. He forcefully circulated the Spirit Aura around his body, and waved the Longevity Sword several more times. Several green Sword Qi occupied the space in front of him, and flew towards the man in black.    

At the same time, Yang Xuan's entire body suddenly flew up into the air. He held a long sword, and the tip of the sword was emerald green, like an arrow that was released from a bow.    

The man in black's eyes had been fixed on him. It was almost impossible for him to escape, so he might as well give it his all.    

A dazzling green light rushed toward the man in black. It was full of life and killing intent.    

"You are so stubborn."    

The man in black sneered. The red light on his blade bloomed. Heat waves rolled and slashed at the sword lights.    

The green sword light that filled the sky dissipated at this moment. The scorching hot air wave hit Yang Xuan's face.    

His expression was very calm, as if he had already expected this.    

He tilted the Longevity Sword slightly, and it immediately dodged the large blade. It stuck close to the blade and stabbed towards the black-clothed man.    

"Didn't anyone tell you the difference between a Third Stage and a Second Stage?"    

The man in black smiled coldly. He had no intention of dodging. However, an ominous feeling rose in Yang Xuan's heart. He was about to retreat, but it was too late.    

The man in black let go of his hand, and the large blade immediately left his hand. At the same time, a small object slipped out of his sleeve and landed in his hand.    

Upon closer inspection, it was actually a silver shield the size of a palm. Strange symbols were drawn on the front of the shield, and it looked like a turtle shell used by priests for divination.    

As soon as the small shield appeared, it quickly enlarged in the hands of the man in black, and in the blink of an eye, it became as tall as a person.    

The silver color of the small shield constantly circulated under the illumination of the light. The symbols on the small shield also enlarged and became clear.    

This small mini shield was now emitting a vigorous aura.    

Yang Xuan did not have time to stop. The Longevity Sword stabbed towards the shield.    

The green light on the tip of the sword was instantly swallowed by the silver white light on the small shield. Yang Xuan felt his body shake, and a huge counterforce spread from the sword to his hand.    

Yang Xuan's face revealed a look of shock. His body was forced to retreat and was about to fly out. The man in black sneered again, and a black light shot out from his right hand, slapping towards Yang Xuan's chest.    

Yang Xuan suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. The Spiritual Force in his body was violently shaking. It seemed like his body was going to fall apart. He was sent flying backward and crashed into a tree.    

A tree that an ordinary adult could not wrap their arms around was broken into two by him.    

Yang Xuan's body fell to the ground and he spat out a few more mouthfuls of blood. A black palm print had already appeared on his clothes, and there were also traces of black Spirit Aura that spilled out.    

The small silver shield was taken back by the man in black. He glanced at Yang Xuan and sneered, "How does the Heart Devouring Palm feel?"    

As he spoke, he slowly walked over and picked up the long blade on the ground.    

Yang Xuan struggled to stand up. Another sharp pain came from his chest, causing a layer of cold sweat to appear on his head. He could not help kneeling on one knee and gasping for air.    

The power of this palm was too great, that black light was a bit strange. That black light caused the movement of his Spirit Aura to become sluggish. Even the green light on his Longevity Sword gradually dimmed.    

The figure of the black clothed person appeared in front of him and looked down from above. His white mask looked increasingly terrifying.    

Yang Xuan looked at the mask and was about to mock it when his heart suddenly beat twice.    

His body was half-squatting, and no one noticed that wisps of black smoke were spreading out from the black palm print.    

"You better come with us obediently. You are very powerful to be able to make us send out so many people."    

The man in black sneered and pressed his left hand on Yang Xuan's head. He tried to lift Yang Xuan up with force.    

He frowned under the mask. Yang Xuan looked like he had lost his ability to move, but he did not move Yang Xuan.    

The man in black groaned, and the strength in his hand increased by a lot.    

However, just as his left arm moved, a thin white hand was placed on his hand.    

"Let go!"    

A slightly hoarse voice came from under his palm. He was shocked, but before he could react, he felt a pain in his hand.    

He shouted out loudly. A fiery red Spiritual Force immediately gushed out from his palm. The Spiritual Force rushed straight up to Yang Xuan's head.    

The red Spiritual Force carried an extremely powerful invasive force, and it kept invading Yang Xuan's body.    

"I told you to let me go!"    

Another hoarse voice sounded.    

Yang Xuan slowly raised his head. Even though the man in black used a lot of force, he could not stop Yang Xuan. The man in black even started to tremble slightly.    

A hint of red appeared in Yang Xuan's eyes.    

Yang Xuan's face became extremely ferocious. He looked like an evil ghost that had just come out of hell. Both of his eyes were red, and there was a trace of red light at the corner of his eyes.    

"What's going on?"    

The man in black was startled. He took a step back and was about to withdraw his hand. He instinctively wanted to stay away from Yang Xuan.