Chapter 518 Shocking the Enemy, Liu Hao Appeared

The man was taken aback, and hurriedly retreated.

But the moment Yang Qingxuan punched, he stepped on the sword step, and every step was like a sword, and when he stepped on the third step, he appeared in front of that person.

"Boom!"

The punch was unbiased and hit the man's face head-on.

"what!--"

The sound of the man killing a pig sounded, and then a blood line was thrown in the air, and he flew out backwards.

"Hey!" Everyone looked horrified, where was that man's face?

An extremely deep fist mark replaced the original facial features, nose, eyes and mouth were all gone, even the head was deflated, that punch must have shattered the skull, and a face bloomed like a flower.

The man flew upside down for tens of feet, his body trembling in the air, his hands shaking wildly, as if he wanted to balance his body, but because of the injury to his brain, he couldn't stabilize himself in the end, and fell into the ground in a parabola, and soon " "Bang" fell to the ground, life and death.

Everyone's face changed now. The person just now was the existence of Yuanwu Dashen, and he was blown away by a punch. Moreover, when Yang Qingxuan punched, everyone didn't feel the fluctuation of true energy at all, and it was completely relying on the flesh punch.

"Physical cultivation, chalcedony state?" Ba Wenrui's face changed suddenly, his pupils shrank suddenly, and a little bit of light shot out, becoming extremely dignified.

The expressions of the other six people also changed drastically, and they completely lost their previous relaxation.

Yang Qingxuan stretched out his hand again, showed the amber in front of everyone, and jokingly said: "Is there anything else you want? Come and get it yourself."

The six people stared at the amber, the crystal color and the deep red blood, which caused a burst of swallowing sounds. Everyone wanted it, and their hearts were agitated, but no one dared to step forward.

Ziyuan stared at them coldly, and said lightly: "Kill all six of them, they will delay our time here."

The six people were shocked, their faces changed greatly, their eyes shifted from Yang Qingxuan to Zi Yuan, and they found that this white-faced man was also extraordinary, and under the investigation of his spiritual sense, he was completely isolated, and there was no clue at all.

Either he has cultivated a technique to hide his breath, or he has a treasure that is isolated from detection, or...

When several people thought of the last situation, cold sweat broke out on their backs, "Could it be that these two are both powerful people?"

Ba Wenrui's face changed suddenly, he turned around suddenly, and fled away in a stream of light. The speed was so fast, it looked like he was trying his best.

Afterwards, the red-faced old man also trembled all over, turned around and ran away.

The other four were a little stunned. Seeing that the two strongest were running away, they couldn't stay any longer. They took a deep look at the two of them, then turned around and left.

Ziyuan stared at the figures of the few people leaving, frowned slightly, then turned her head and asked, "Qingxuan, why didn't you kill them? It's not good for them to worry about it."

Yang Qingxuan smiled and said: "There are many people who are thinking about it. Since they left wisely, it's fine. What's more, the real threat has not yet appeared. I'm right, Mr. Liuhao."

His last sentence was very calm and indifferent, and he spit it out slowly, as if chatting casually, without any change in expression.

Ziyuan's expression changed drastically, she said in shock, "Liuhao? Where is he?!" Turning around hastily, looking around vigilantly.

"Hey, how did you find me?"

There was a man's surprised voice in the air, and immediately, a cloud of white clouds floated in front of him, and slowly condensed into a human figure with a feather fan and scarf, full of vigor and wisdom in his eyes.

Ziyuan was startled, and stared at the person in front of her vigilantly. Under the calm appearance, she gave her a very dangerous aura.

Yang Qingxuan's face was calm, and he met the eyes of the Liuhao son, staring at each other for a while.

Liuhao laughed suddenly, and said loudly: "Haha, interesting, when did such an interesting person like you come to Xutian City? I'm curious, which plane did you come from."

Yang Qingxuan didn't answer, but cupped his hands, and said indifferently: "Thank you, Mr. Liuhao, for lending me the spirit stone."

Ziyuan was stunned for a moment, and then realized that when she was taking pictures of Qingluan's true blood, Yang Qingxuan inexplicably took out five million more spiritual stones, which were actually given by Liuhao.

At that time, Liuhao was sitting not far in front of Yang Qingxuan. After he took Qingluan's true blood, he passed by Liuhao's side when he came forward to deliver it, and Liuhao gave him the spirit stone.

Liuhao smiled lightly, and said, "It's okay, I borrow your spirit stone, and it's also for myself."

Yang Qingxuan nodded, and said: "At that time, you transmitted the voice to me, saying that you wanted the amber condensed from the resin of the big eucalyptus tree, and you would come out with the part exceeding 70 million, which made it possible for me to take this picture smoothly."

Liu Hao laughed and said, "Fortunately, it didn't exceed too much, and it's still within the tolerance range."

Yang Qingxuan was noncommittal, and said lightly: "I will cut up this amber now, and I will give it to you after taking out the essence and blood."

As he spoke, he took out the amber, put it in his palm, and let Liuhao watch.

"Tsk tsk, it really is a treasure, just like the tears of a big toon tree, paired with Qingluan's true blood, it is a masterpiece of supernatural craftsmanship, wouldn't it be a pity to cut it like this?" Liuhao looked at the amber, and licked his lower lip , full of praise, "And this amber is absolutely extraordinary, it is not easy to cut, if it is not cut properly, it will hurt the real blood inside, it will be even more worth the loss."

Yang Qingxuan's pupils narrowed slightly, his eyes shot out a cold and stern look, and said: "Then Mr. Liuhao means..."

Liu Hao clicked his tongue a few times, as if he was in deep thought, clapped his hands suddenly, and said with a smile: "Why don't you just cut it up and sell it to me with the real blood in it, friend, you can quote me a price, two million ?three million?"

A cold light flashed in Yang Qingxuan's eyes, and then he laughed, grabbed the amber with five fingers, stared at Liuhao coldly, and said sarcastically, "Are you talking about the top-grade spirit stone?"

Ziyuan also had an angry look on her face, and what Liuhao had done before killed at least tens of thousands of people, which made her extremely disgusted with this person, and her murderous aura erupted immediately.

On the contrary, Yang Qingxuan was extremely calm from beginning to end, without any emotional fluctuations.

Liuhao rubbed his hands together in front of his body, his eyes gleamed with a strange light, and said in a hey voice, "You think too much, of course it's mid-grade."

"Oh."

Yang Qingxuan was expressionless, put his hands behind his back, and said calmly: "I still owe Mr. Liuhao five million middle-grade spirit stones, now that I give you amber and blood essence, do I have to pay you another two or three million? "

"This... I think you probably don't have any money, my friend. The puppet of the Desolate Race that you photographed earlier is worth some money, just give it to me."

Liu Hao licked his lips, and the strange aura on his body became heavier. An invisible pressure formed in the air, and within a hundred meters, everyone was in a strange atmosphere.

He frowned slightly, and was secretly surprised that the other party remained unmoved under the momentum of his pressing every step of the way. He didn't know whether he was confident or pretending to be calm.

The moment he frowned, suddenly a powerful sword intent erupted, directly breaking through this weird aura.