Although Gongsun Xuan did not understand what cultivation is, he heard a little. People who cultivated the truth are much stronger than warriors. Martialists need to practice for a long time to cultivate the true qi, but cultivators only need a few years to take. Compared with warriors, there are countless times less time.

"The martial arts myth is nothing more than that." The young man clapped his hands and said disdainfully.

Zhao Qi, Xu Mu and Tieli were pale and couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood, as if they were seriously injured.

"You four are together!" The young man waved to the four of them.

Xu Yilu's face turned pale and his whole body was trembling. If his hands hadn't been able to leave Zhao Fan's vest, he would have rushed forward long ago.

Zhao Fan was seriously injured. Now he was supported by Xu Yilu's strong true energy and could only have a breath of breath.

Gongsun Xuan has been standing behind and watching since he came in. At this moment, a fighting spirit suddenly emerged in his heart. His martial arts cultivation can be said to be the pinnacle of the world. If you want to go further, you need to slowly explore it yourself. However, this process is very long, and he doesn't know how long it will take to find the next step. Now, there is a shortcut to take, that is, to constantly fight, test your martial arts through battle, discover and find your shortcomings, and constantly improve. Only by constantly improving in battle can you be the fastest.

The reason why he walked out of the island was to find an opponent.

At this moment, an opponent who could fight him appeared in front of him. How could his blood not boil?

As long as he can continuously improve his martial arts skills, no matter who he is, this opponent can do it. What's more, he also wants to see how powerful the legendary cultivator is.

A powerful fighting spirit burst out from Gongsun Xuan, and a hot light appeared in his eyes.

"Yeah." Suddenly, a powerful fighting spirit was shrouded in him. The young man was a little surprised. This fighting spirit was so powerful that he felt a little scared.

His eyes were staring at the burly boy opposite, and a trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes. He could feel the aura emitted by the other party, no lower than himself. Could it be that he was also a disciple sent by a certain sect to the world?

"Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am. Do you dare to fight me?" Gongsun Xuan said with great domineeringness.

"You want to fight with me? Haha, okay. Then I'll fight with you." A trace of sinister flashed in the young man's eyes. As soon as he finished speaking, a table beside him suddenly floated up and crashed into Gongsun Xuan at an extremely rapid speed. Before he could finish his words, he had already taken action.

Feeling the rapid force, Gongsun Xuan had to be solemn. He didn't know about cultivators, but heard Yimuzi say that cultivators are very powerful, and he didn't know how powerful they are.

At this moment, in terms of the strength of the opponent's attack, it was no less than his own. He had to treat it carefully.

He punched out a simple punch and directly bombarded the table. The wood chips scattered in all directions, blocking the two of them's vision.

Just after Gongsun Xuan hit the table, his eyes couldn't help but tighten slightly, and he felt a dangerous aura.

A strong murderous aura enveloped him, and his whole body seemed to be locked by something.

The young man slapped a small cloth bag on his waist, and suddenly a seven-foot-long iron sword burst out from it. The iron sword shone coldly, like a sharp sword. The sword floated in front of the man as soon as it appeared.

Gongsun Xuan was slightly stunned. He didn't understand how such a small pocket, which was not as big as a fist, could actually jump out of a seven-foot-long sword from it.

He was still thinking about this question curiously, but the young man was muttering about the sword, then pointed at Gongsun Xuan, and the sword suddenly flew to Gongsun Xuan and stabbed his chest.

"Ding." A crisp sound of gold and iron attacks sounded.

The sword just hit Gongsun Xuan and shook it twice, and opened a small hole in his clothes on his chest. Gongsun Xuan stood there intact.

"How is that possible?" The young man was shocked when he saw Gongsun Xuan as if nothing had happened. He never thought that Gongsun Xuan's body was so strong that his magic weapon could not be damaged.

Seeing the young man standing there, Gongsun Xuan shook his body and came to him, grabbed his clothes on his chest with one hand, clenched his fists with the other hand, swung it with a rapid force, and even the air exploded.

A series of sounds of "bump..." were accompanied by the young man's "ahhh" screams.

After Gongsun Xuan finished fighting, the young man's terrible sight was already there.

A handsome face can't tell the human appearance at this time, and I can't tell which eyes are or eyebrows are. My head is like a pig's brain.

The young man got up from the ground, shook his twice-large head, and said something in a speech that was unclear.

Gongsun Xuan listened hard for a long time before he understood that the other party gave up his harsh words and sweared not to be a human being if he didn't kill himself.

Seeing his pig-headed appearance and making such harsh words, Gongsun Xuan wanted to laugh.

It seems that Pig Head is really suitable for this young man.

The man opened his mouth and bit his thumb, squeezed out a few drops of essence and blood, and dripped on the sword. After the sword absorbed his essence and blood, the cold air was released. The onlookers of the martial arts world inexplicably felt that the temperature in the air had dropped a lot. Even if he used his power to resist, he could not dispel the chill, and they all shrank their heads.

Feeling the changes of the young man's sword, Gongsun Xuan didn't care at all. He had long experienced his strength. No matter how powerful this sword was, it would not hurt him.

Perhaps it was because of his confidence in his highest strength, Gongsun Xuan stood there, letting the sword stab him.

"Dingdengdeng" Gongsun Xuan took three steps in a row to stabilize his body. The impact of the sword just now was twice as powerful as the attack just now.

It is also the young man's cultivation level is too low and his essence is not much. Otherwise, the power of the sword will be increased several times. Otherwise, no matter how powerful Gongsun Xuan's ** is, he will suffer a great degree of internal injury.

"What?" The young man only truly woke up at this time, and was seriously shocked. The strength of Gongsun Xuan's body exceeded his imagination. He did not expect that he could not hesitate to lose his true energy and enhance the power of the flying sword, but he still failed to hurt Gongsun Xuan.

After a while of being stunned, the young man realized the horror of his opponent. His heart was full of waves, and he ran out regardless of his image. He did not run away at this time, and then he would not run away, and then wait for when.

Seeing the young man suddenly running out, Gongsun Xuan was slightly stunned. When he realized that he had disappeared.

The group of men in black who followed the young men saw that the leader had run away, and they scattered and ran out.

Gongsun Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and a trace of contemplation flashed in his eyes.

With a flash of his body, he disappeared before everyone's eyes.

He had to arrest one or two people and ask clearly what was going on today. Also, it was the origin of the cultivator.
Chapter completed!