Chapter 871: Phoenix Spirit Sword

"Buzz!"

In Tang Yuwei's shocked eyes, Jiang Xuan shone brightly, like an invincible war king.

"Pfft!"

The golden fist, as if it had just been forged from the forging furnace, flowing with immortal brilliance, struck a demon lion with one punch, directly shaking the demon lion's body to pieces and splattering blood.

"Roar--"

"Roar--"

For a moment, the remaining two demonic lions roared in anger, but this time, they did not dare to step forward.

Tang Yuwei's beautiful eyes were shocked, and she murmured: "This kind of physical strength is probably comparable to that of a junior Saint King Realm expert."

Jiang Xuan naturally didn't know what Tang Yuwei was thinking. After he dealt with the two remaining demon lions, the solemn look on his face did not dissipate. Instead, he turned around, looked in a distant direction, and said coldly: " Your Excellency has been hiding for so long, it’s time to show up!”

Hearing this, Tang Yuwei's expression suddenly changed.

She looked at the darkness not far away with her beautiful eyes, where a tall middle-aged man stepped out with a sneer on his face.

"It's Xu Chuan, a powerful Saint King from the Black Lin Demon Palace."

Tang Yuwei lay on Jiang Xuan's back and spoke slowly.

She was a saint from Lingquan Palace, so she was naturally well-informed, and she recognized the identity of this middle-aged man at a glance.

The middle-aged man's name was Xu Chuan. At this time, he naturally knew that the stunning woman on Jiang Xuan's back who looked very embarrassed was none other than Tang Yuwei, the saint of Lingquan Palace.

"Don't worry, I said, what you need to do now is to have a good rest and regain your strength. Leave the rest to me."

Jiang Xuan turned his head slightly and whispered to the peerless beauty behind him.

"Um."

Tang Yuwei nodded vigorously.

"Hahaha."

Seeing this scene, Xu Chuan, who was not far away, laughed out loud and said: "I really didn't expect that Tang Yuwei, the majestic saint of Lingquan Palace, was only twenty years old and would step into the palace that many powerful men of the older generation longed for. The Holy King Realm, but now, I am listening to the orders of an ant, which is really sad."

What Xu Chuan said was naturally to sow discord between Jiang Xuan and Tang Yuwei in order to achieve his own goals.

But he was destined to be disappointed.

He could not instigate the relationship between Tang Yuwei and Jiang Xuan.

Tang Yuwei seemed to have not heard Xu Chuan's words, closing her eyes quietly, recovering her own strength and the trauma in her body.

Jiang Xuan's cold eyes stared at Xu Chuan, who was walking out of the darkness not far away, and said: "Senior, I think I have nothing to do with senior. Why does senior have murderous intentions towards me?"

Jiang Xuan was able to detect this Xu Chuan, thanks to his own mental power and reached the ninth level.

He sensed Xu Chuan's murderous intention invisibly.

Therefore, Jiang Xuan sensed that there was a very powerful being in the darkness who had murderous intentions towards him.

"I really have no enmity or enmity with you."

Xu Chuan smiled. His eyes were cold, as if he was looking at an ant. He looked at Jiang Xuan, shook his head and said, "Boy, as long as you hand over Tang Yuwei, I will spare your life."

"You want to kill her?"

Jiang Xuan's eyes were cold and he said: "She is the saint of Lingquan Palace. You have to know that Lingquan Palace is very prestigious even in the center of the Ancient Yuan Realm. Even the Black Lin Demon Palace is the most famous one in Haoyue Changzhou. The overlord force, but in front of Lingquan Palace, we can only look up."

Xu Chuan looked a little surprised and said: "A mere boy at the eighth level of the saint realm also knows about the central land of the Ancient Yuan Realm? It seems that you are indeed extraordinary, no?

However, he would not befriend someone like the Saint of Lingquan Palace. "

After saying this, Xu Chuan's expression became cold and stern, and said: "Boy, get out of the way quickly. I have no intention of killing you, nor do I have any intention of killing Tang Yuwei. I just want to get the Phoenix Spirit Sword from Tang Yuwei."

"Feng Ling Sword?"

Jiang Xuan's eyes moved, and the blue ancient sword held by Tang Yuwei appeared in his mind.

It seemed that that was the Fengling Sword that Xu Chuan was talking about. .??.

Tang Yuwei opened her eyes, her eyes were icy cold, and said: "The Phoenix Spirit Sword is the treasure of my Lingquan Palace. It is ranked as a ninth-level holy weapon. How can you, a newcomer to the holy king realm, covet it. "

"Ninth level holy soldier?"

Jiang Xuan looked shocked.

He didn't expect that the ancient blue sword in Tang Yuwei's hand would be such a terrifying treasure.

You know, even a first-level holy soldier can destroy a large ancient city with one blow.

The ninth level holy weapon is the pinnacle weapon among the holy weapons.

The power contained in it, if it breaks out, can definitely split mountains, cross mountains and rivers, and destroy a hegemonic force that has been passed down for thousands of years in an instant.

Jiang Xuan didn't want to embarrass Tang Yuwei, so he expressed his attitude directly. He suddenly said in a cold voice: "Xu Chuan, the Fengling Sword is not something you can possess. If you retreat quickly, you can avoid death."

Xu Chuan shouted sharply: "How presumptuous! You are a mere ant-like little person, but you are worthy of letting me leave. You simply don't know how to live or die!"

"Boom!"

Almost in the next moment, Xu Chuan could no longer hold back and rushed towards Jiang Xuan.

The reason why he said so much was actually because he was shocked by Jiang Xuan's punch that killed a demon lion just now.

But the Fenglingjian treasure was too tempting, so Xu Chuan could no longer bear it.

He sneered: "I just gave you a way out.

, you refused to leave. Now, you can only die to apologize. This is the price for disobeying me! "

Jiang Xuan saw Xu Chuan rushing towards him and said suddenly: "Where is Yan Shaokui, the holy son of your Black Lin Demon Palace, now?"

"Do you know the Holy Son?"

Xu Chuan suddenly stopped and looked at Jiang Xuan with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Jiang Xuan said Yan Shaokui's name, which shocked Xu Chuan.

He was afraid that Jiang Xuan was an unparalleled genius of some powerful force. Such people usually had powerful life-saving trump cards.

If I can't kill him this time, I'm afraid it will cause big trouble.

"Your Holy Son and I are old acquaintances."

Jiang Xuan said.

"Old acquaintance?"

Xu Chuan was not stupid. He pondered for a moment and then smiled and said, "Are you an old acquaintance of the Holy Son when he was in the Spirit Snake Palace?"

"That's right."

Jiang Xuan nodded and said, "Where is Yan Shaokui now? I want to see him."

Jiang Xuan told Yan Shaokui and wanted to use Yan Shaokui to threaten Xu Chuan and ask him to use the rat weapon.

But Xu Chuan looked at Tang Yuwei's gradually rosy complexion and seemed to be regaining his strength. He finally made up his mind and said ferociously: "Even if you are an old acquaintance of the Holy Son, if I kill you now, the Holy Son will not know about his A friend was killed by me, Xu Chuan."

"Moreover, the Holy Son is now in the depths of the dark abyss, accepting the inheritance of the ancient dragon. You, an ant-like thing, are not qualified to be the Holy Son's friend."

"By getting rid of you now, I can help the Holy Son clear some unnecessary obstacles on his way to martial arts."

…

Uh-huh!

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Chuan stepped forward. He was tall, with strong murderous intent, and the terrifying pressure of the Holy King Realm covered the area, like a king looking down on the world, wanting to suppress everything in the world.