Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

Compared to the man in black, Yang Xuan's palm was much smaller. It was a little white and a little slender. It looked more like a woman's hand.    

However, this seemingly weak and weak hand only lightly rested on his forearm, which made it difficult for him to pull himself out.    

This black-clothed person was also an expert. He was very experienced, so he did not panic at all. His right hand directly picked up a large blade and slashed towards Yang Xuan's right hand.    

Yang Xuan reached out his left hand and grabbed the knife. A majestic red Spiritual Force rushed towards his hand, destroying more than half of his left sleeve. However, his arm was unharmed.    

"How is this possible?"    

This time, the black-clothed man was truly shocked.    

Although this was just a casual attack, this saber was a genuine spiritual treasure. Furthermore, Yang Xuan was only a Second Stage warrior. Even if he was a late Third Stage warrior, he wouldn't dare to receive it with his bare hands.    

Before he could calm down, Yang Xuan looked at him and gave him a cruel smile.    

Then, the man in black's left hand was rotated by Yang Xuan. Intense pain surged into his brain, and he almost fainted.    

Yang Xuan looked at the man in black's twisted and painful face and laughed. Yang Xuan used even more strength to tear off the left arm.    

This time, the man in black couldn't hold it anymore. He raised his head and let out a long roar. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.    

"Go to hell!"    

The soft murmur seemed to come from the depths of the earth as it entered the ears of the man in black.    

His eyes widened once again, and his Third Stage aura soared into the sky. The Spiritual Force rushed out of his body. The small silver shield appeared once again.    

A silver light flashed.    

Blood splattered everywhere.    

The large and heavy silver shield powerlessly fell to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust. Even quite a few of the crushed stones were shaken to the point of jumping.    

A fist-sized bloody hole appeared out of thin air on the black-clothed man's chest.    

One. It spurted out sticky blood.    

"What's going on?"    

Blood flowed out from under the mask of the man in black. His eyes gradually lost their luster. He lowered his head to look at the large hole in his chest, then immediately fell backwards.    

Somewhere in the mountain.    

"Hmm? What's going on? Why did Third Brother's aura disappear?"    

A man in black suddenly stopped. The Qi that was soaring into the sky in the distance disappeared in the blink of an eye, causing his eyes to twitch wildly.    

"Could it be that something happened to him? Something's not right. In such a small place, no one could do anything to him. Besides, he still has that thing"    

The man in black shook his head. He moved the Spirit Aura and continued to run forward. However, his speed was much faster than before.    

The same scene was happening in many places on the mountain. In the air, a stream of light streaked across. Its speed was astonishing.    

Yang Xuan casually threw the red object in his hand to the side. The red color in his eyes faded a little. The scarlet light at the corner of his eye no longer flowed out.    

The ferociousness on his face gradually disappeared. His tensed body suddenly relaxed. He gasped for breath.    

When Yang Xuan looked at the corpse of the man in black on the ground, his eyes revealed a thoughtful look.    

"Is it that power again? It's getting stronger and stronger, and it's getting harder and harder for me to control it!"    

He raised his hand to take a look. There were still traces of hot air above him, and the scarlet blood kept dripping to the ground.    

Although he was lucky enough to use this power to kill the black-clothed man, he was not happy at all. Compared to the black-clothed person, this power seemed to be even more terrifying.    

"The frequency of my eruption is getting higher and higher, and the power contained within each explosion is also getting stronger and stronger. I need to find a time to research the reason."    

His brows furrowed. After muttering this sentence, his heart was shocked once again.    

Several Spiritual Force fluctuations appeared in his perception once again. The Spiritual Force's movement speed was extremely fast, and the Spiritual Force that he had sensed in the beginning had already arrived nearby.    

Taking advantage of the fact that the energy within his body had yet to completely dissipate, he wanted to escape. At this moment, his gaze fell on the corpse of the black-clothed man on the ground, as well as the silver shield beside him.    

These things could be used by a Third Stage warrior for a long period of time. They must be extraordinary, especially the silver shield.    

In the battle just now, not only did this shield block his powerful attack, it could also form a counterattack. It was truly a magical thing.    

After hesitating for a moment, he first picked up the red broadsword, then carried it on his back. He once again fumbled around the black clothed person's waist, then took out a small brocade pouch.    

Old City Lord's cultivation experience had recorded a lot of strange things in the Immortal Cultivation World. This brocade pouch was quite similar to the storage bag recorded in the book.    

Yang Xuan also had some understanding of storage bag. However, he had never seen it before. Now that he had obtained one, he could research it in the future.    

Of course, the prerequisite was that he could escape successfully.    

That brocade pouch was very small, and the large saber was not considered heavy. These were not burdens to him. However, that silver shield was different.    

When the black-clothed man took it out, it was only the size of a palm. Now it was as tall as a person. It would be difficult for him to carry it on his back.    

However, this was also what he was most interested in.    

Yang Xuan pondered for a moment, then he bent down to help the shield up.    

Strangely, although the silver shield looked very heavy, he felt that it was very light when he picked it up. It was not even as heavy as the big knife.    

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

"I am so lucky, but it would be great if it could become smaller."    

He thought to himself. As soon as this thought appeared in his mind, the shield actually shrunk rapidly under his astonished gaze. In the blink of an eye, it became the size of a palm and quietly floated in midair.    

Yang Xuan was overjoyed. He did not have time to study this shield. He put the small shield back into his waist with one hand, then disappeared from where he was.    

Not long after Yang Xuan left, a figure appeared on the cracked ground.    

He was also wearing the same black clothes and the same white mask.    

As soon as the person appeared, his eyes fell on the corpse on the ground. Blood was still flowing from the chest area of the corpse, and the heat from his body had yet to dissipate.    

The man in black was stunned for a moment, and his body began to tremble slightly.    

"Third Brother!"    

A furious roar was heard, followed by a violent fluctuation of Spiritual Force. A group of startled birds flew up from the surrounding woods, and even the surrounding trees and leaves shook.