Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

His Qi was growing at an unimaginable speed. In just a moment, he had broken through to the First Stage and rushed towards the Second Stage.    

    

How strange was this!    

    

Even the most outstanding cultivation genius in the world couldn't achieve such a speed. There was only one explanation for this.    

    

He had concealed his cultivation!    

    

"So it's you!" Yang Xuan shouted loudly. He instantly retreated backwards, distancing himself from the leader. His eyes were fixed on him.    

    

The leader laughed wildly. The sandstorm seemed to have stopped at this moment. The Qi on his body had reached the peak of Third Stage, and it was still rising.    

    

"Yang Xuan, Yang Xuan, you are really too young. Are you blind by just a few low grade disciples?"    

    

The leader said with a sneer on his face. With a wave of his hand, he gathered a large amount of Spirit Aura. After that, he turned around and slapped behind him.    

    

"Boom!"    

    

It was like the eruption of a huge volcano. The violent destructive force formed a wave that crashed into the bodies of the disciples. Immediately, blood flowed out from their seven orifices, and their bodies exploded.    

    

This shocking scene made Yang Xuan frown. Ding Dian who was standing at the side also hurriedly ran over and hid behind Yang Xuan.    

    

"Oh my god! This is too bloody!" Ding Dian shouted.    

    

A wave of smell hit his face, causing the Spiritual Force that Yang Xuan had just activated to freeze. Immediately after, Yang Xuan glared at him unhappily.    

    

"Can you stay away from me for a while?"    

    

"I'm afraid!"    

    

The two of them seemed like they were about to start a fight. The leader on the other side shouted loudly, and his Qi had already stopped at the peak of Fusion Stage.    

    

"Kid, I heard that you can defeat a Fusion Stage with a higher cultivation base, right? Let me fight you today!"    

    

Yang Xuan coldly harrumphed. Both of his hands were covered by the Spirit Aura, and they were faintly emitting powerful energy waves.    

    

"Who the hell are you?"    

    

"Me? You don't need to know my name. In any case, you won't be able to leave this place ever again!"    

    

After saying that, the leader stretched out his hand and a long blade slowly appeared in his hand. Then, he swung the blade forward. The blade energy instantly enlarged and rushed towards Yang Xuan.    

    

Yang Xuan gritted his teeth and threw a punch forward. He shouted, "Yang Spirit Essence Breaking Hand!"    

    

As soon as his hand collided with the blade energy, Yang Xuan immediately felt a huge force. A kind of sky-shattering Qi crazily surrounded him and wreaked havoc on his body.    

    

Countless tiny wounds appeared on Yang Xuan's body almost instantly. In an instant, countless blood gushed out like a leaking bucket.    

    

"Argh!"    

    

The intense pain that came from his body made Yang Xuan let out a loud cry. Then, he exerted more strength in his hand, and forcefully dispersed the saber Qi.    

    

When the leader saw this scene, a disdainful smile appeared on his face. "Oh, not bad. Although I only used 50% of my strength in this strike, you were able to block it. You really live up to your reputation."    

    

After saying this, the leader slowly raised the tip of the saber. The sharp cold light was aimed at Yang Xuan, causing his eyes to hurt.    

    

"The next move will not be so easy!"    

    

A violent Spirit Aura burst out from his blade. It twisted into a huge force in the middle, shocking Yang Xuan.    

    

"Damn it!"    

    

Yang Xuan cursed in his heart. He didn't expect the opponent to attack so quickly, giving him almost no time to prepare.    

    

Looking at the swift and fierce saber Qi in front of him, he gritted his teeth and threw another punch.    

    

"Yang Spirit Essence Breaking Hand!"    

    

A huge shockwave exploded in front of Yang Xuan, then it quickly spread out in all directions. Violent blade Qi interweaved and wreaked havoc in the grand formation, making the surrounding sandstorm even crazier.    

    

The leader looked at Yang Xuan with a serious expression, then he leapt forward and arrived in front of Yang Xuan in an instant.    

    

"Nirvana Blade!"    

    

With a loud sound, the phantom of a long blade that was dozens of meters long suddenly appeared above Yang Xuan's head. It made him feel as if the heaven and earth were going to be split apart.    

    

The Spiritual Force in Yang Xuan's body that had just received the attack had almost dried up. Now, facing such a powerful blade, he felt somewhat powerless.    

    

"Trouble..."    

    

Yang Xuan gritted his teeth when he saw the huge shadow was about to fall. He waved his sleeve and a small silver shield instantly fell out.    

    

The small shield instantly enlarged and appeared in front of Yang Xuan, blocking the huge shadow.    

    

"Boom!" Another huge sound was heard. Yang Xuan could only feel his ears going numb from the shock, and he was losing consciousness.    

    

Fortunately, the small shield was very hard. Under such a degree of attack, it was still able to remain intact.    

    

It had to be said that the toughness of this small silver shield had exceeded Yang Xuan's expectations.    

    

"Yo, you still have such a spiritual treasure?" The leader looked at the small shield with some joy, and his eyes immediately became greedy. "This thing is really a waste in your hands. Let me help you keep it!"    

    

After saying this, the leader had already rushed in front of him in a flash. He leaned his body to the side and slashed over.    

    

Seeing that the blade was about to approach, Yang Xuan suddenly heard a familiar voice in his mind.    

    

"Lower left!"    

    

Immediately after, Yang Xuan subconsciously swung his fist out. Just as the leader's blade flashed, a punch landed on his lower abdomen.    

    

"Boom!"    

    

A loud sound was heard. The leader was unable to dodge in time, and was sent flying like a cannonball. He fell heavily onto the ground, and the force was so great that one could even see cracks appearing on the ground.    

    

Fortunately, the leader had the strength of a Fusion Stage. Otherwise, he would have lost all his combat strength after suffering such a heavy blow.    

    

"Brat! What kind of technique are you using?"    

    

The leader shouted loudly and struggled to stand up from the ground.    

    

Yang Xuan was still staring at his hand in a daze. In his heart, he urgently called out, "Black Panther! Is that you?"    

    

"Of course it's me. You have fallen into a crisis and woke me up. But my power can only last for fifteen minutes. After fifteen minutes, I will fall into a deep sleep!"    

    

A confident smile appeared on Yang Xuan's face. With the help of the Black Panther, he believed that 15 minutes was enough.    

    

"You are really strange. It seems like I have to end this quickly!" As the leader said this, he held his long blade and charged over once again.    

    

"Bang!" This time Yang Xuan was no longer as panicked as before. He calmly turned his body to the side and dodged the knife. He turned around and punched the leader in the face again.    

    

Blood immediately flowed out from the leader's face, causing Yang Xuan to be shocked. After learning the Yang Spirit Essence Breaking Hand, the strength of his fist seemed to have become extraordinarily great. "You are courting death!"