Chapter 1712 You Are Not Dead!

Everyone in the audience was shocked. This voice is so familiar. How familiar is it?

After everyone was familiar with it, the scene of that figure frightening everyone with its powerful strength immediately appeared in their minds.

"This..." Chen Yuan's heart trembled, and his face was ecstatic.

Huang Peng and the others were also shocked on the spot.

And the Xuanjiange disciples headed by Yuan Shoubai stared fixedly at the mid-air.

Suddenly, a spatial vortex appeared in the air, and then a young figure stepped out, and landed firmly on the ground.

There was a divine light on the young man's face, shining brightly, and his long hair fluttered like a fairy descended from the sky.

When it falls to the ground, it is as if the fallen leaves are blowing the water, and there is no trace of stepping on the snow.

The light posture makes people dare not underestimate it.

Especially those eyes as deep as ink, like the vast endless starry sky, which people can't see.

"Sure enough, you are not dead!" Yuan Shoubai stared at this person, his eyes flashed with cold light, containing icy murderous intent, as if he could freeze a person into an ice sculpture.

Zheng Xu and the other disciples looked shocked, obviously not believing what they saw.

This kid actually survived?

How is this possible?

"Xiao Yu!" Chen Yuan called out in great joy.

All the disciples, including those behind him, were overjoyed, as if seeing their spiritual pillar, everyone was shocked.

"It's unbelievable, he survived, could it be..." The disciple of the Illusory Moon Sect over there was moved.

The way Qi Yuming looked at Xiao Yu was also looking up.

In the Haotian School, Bai Yugu's face was pale.

They knew very well what it meant for this young man to come out of Jianbei Mountain.

Nine times out of ten, it means that he has successfully enlightened himself!

That is the sect's number one swordsmanship in the world!

They can think of it, but how could the Xuanjian Pavilion not imagine it?

Their hearts were churning like a stormy sea.

For so many years, thousands of years, no one has ever been able to comprehend the Tianyi sword technique on the sword tablet. If you tell them at this time that this young man, who has almost the same blood feud with them in Xuanjian Pavilion, has succeeded in enlightenment, how would they feel?

It's as if the elixir that I have been keeping for thousands of years was originally waiting for one day to pick it off by myself and use it for myself, but what about now?

Now their watering and maintenance for thousands of years are all in vain!

Because the time in one day was stolen by others, how do they feel?

While they were thundering from the blue sky, their minds went blank, and at the same time, they wished to kill the culprit with their own hands!

Moreover, this chief culprit still destroyed the peace of their Xuanjian Pavilion, caused hundreds of disciples of their Xuanjian Pavilion to die unexpectedly, and at the same time destroyed the most precious person of the Heavenly Sword Art!

"Xiao Yu!!!"

Yuan Shoubai's silver teeth were angry. At this moment, he was trembling all over, and finally he couldn't help it.

"boom!"

A soaring murderous intent suddenly permeated Xiao Yu's body like a sharp blade.

The faces of Chen Yuan and others changed wildly. This is a strength beyond the realm of three days!

Even Zheng Xu and his disciples were moved, because they never imagined that Yuan Shoubai's anger would reach such a level.

You know, Yuan Shoubai is the most powerful among them!

"It seems that Elder Yuan is serious." The disciple of Haotian School said coldly.

I am afraid that no one knows how terrifying the power of a Great Elder erupts.

The endless spiritual power of heaven and earth formed an astonishing vortex around Yuan Shoubai.

Xiao Yu's eyes froze, and he said meaningfully: "Is this the breath of Creation Realm?"