Chapter 1190: Killing Yan Fanhao

When Yang Xuan saw his sword style, he was going to assassinate Xiao Yu, but a few meters away from Xiao Yu's body, the huge sword style seemed to be submerged in the air, and then disappeared.

Xuan Kong Formation!

"How can it be!?"

Xu Zhi, who was about to rush over to greet her from a distance, was instantly stunned. How could there be such a miraculous scene?

"Impossible! My sword pose is still there!"

Yang Xuan's face suddenly changed drastically, as if he had encountered something unbelievable.

Then, something even more miraculous happened.

Yang Xuan's sword style unexpectedly appeared tens of meters away from Xiao Yu out of thin air.

Yes, last time Pan Wenjie's offensive was only misplaced by a few meters, but this time, with the improvement and enhancement of Xiao Yu's soul realm and soul power, the distance of misplacement was even further this time.

This is the strangeness of the empty formation formula!

"boom!"

Yang Xuan's offensive appeared, but this time it missed.

"Array!"

Yang Xuan's face suddenly changed, but then his face became even paler, and he roared: "Boy, how dare you!?"

Because Xiao Yu's use of the Xuankong Formation didn't affect his actions at all, and he rushed to kill Yan Fanhao.

Yan Fanhao felt that his whole body was shrouded in an air of death, that kind of killing intent, as if an invisible hand had been strangling his throat, making him breathless.

Yang Xuan's face was furious, and he swung his sword at Xiao Yu with extreme speed to kill him.

But because he hadn't expected Xiao Yu to have such a move just now, it was already too late when he waited for the second round of offensive to kill him.

"Xiao Yu, how dare you..."

As soon as Yan Fanhao turned his head, Xiao Yu's one hand became a palm, and the power of endowment was brewing, and he suddenly rushed up.

With a scream, Yan Fanhao was thrown out like a kite with a broken string.

"Brother!"

Yang Xuan's pupils shrank, and suddenly he turned back and chased after him. Yan Fanhao's figure was caught by Yang Xuan immediately in the air.

And when Yang Xuan saw the scene of Yan Fanhao, his face turned pale.

Yan Fanhao's face was covered with blood, his entire chest was completely sunken, his heart had already been blasted, and he could not rest in peace.

At this time Xu Zhi also flew to Xiao Yu's side, watching this scene coldly.

On the other side, Zhang Shengxiang, Shen Cheng, and Yang Lifei were all pale.

Yes, of course they knew that Yan Fanhao's slap killed that young man, and it was still in front of Yang Xuan!

"This kid really doesn't know how to live or die! He even dares to kill the inner disciples of the Haotian School!" Zhang Shengxiang's eyes were a little crazy.

Who doesn't know that the Haotian School is the number one sect in the world.

His disciples and the overall strength of the sect are very strong, so strong that there is no force at all, Sanxiu dares to go against Haotianzong.

But now?

This young man from Xiaoyaomen really dared to kill the inner disciple of Haotianzong! Still ranked fifth!

The Xiaoyaomen itself has already declined, and now they are killing the disciples of other sects. Isn't this going to arouse the hatred of Haotianzong!

Lin Yao and Lin Hu also involuntarily took a deep breath.

Killing the disciples of Haotianzong, this is a big trouble!

Yang Xuan slowly put down Yan Fanhao, his eyes flashed a cold light, the murderous intent contained in his eyes made Yang Xuan shrouded in a layer of terrifying aura.

"Boy, you really dare to do it!"