Chapter 3325 Who Is Yang Xun

"Little girl, you have a gloomy face all the time. Are you unhappy serving me, Wanjian? When you come to Haotian Sword Martial Arts, you still think you are a lady!" Yang Xun sneered and exerted force on his hands. The maid's pretty face turned red and bloodshot. Her hands struggled hard, but it was useless.

The gap between her and Yang Xun's strength was too big!

These female swordsmen were all genius swordsmen with noble status before coming to Haotian Sword Martial Arts.

But in Haotian Sword Martial Arts, they were treated like slaves, and they were of course uncomfortable.

This maid made Yang Xun unhappy because she didn't smile when serving.

"I, I don't dare." The maid struggled, using all her strength to speak with difficulty.

"Go to hell!" However, Yang Xun seemed not to hear her words. He roared and suddenly exerted force on his hands.

"Bang!" The next moment, a muffled sound came out, and there was a bloody light in the air. Yang Xun actually crushed the maid's neck!

A talented female swordsman died just like that!

The other maids on the side were stunned by the scene in front of them, their pretty faces were dull and they couldn't react for a long time.

"Bad luck!" Yang Xun's hands were stained with blood, and he couldn't help frowning and shaking his hands, as if nothing had happened.

It seemed that he had just killed not a person, but an ant.

In his eyes, these maid swordsmen were indeed no different from ants, and they were to be trampled and slaughtered by him.

"Hahaha! Brother Yang really didn't disappoint us. Let's toast Brother Yang." At this time, several other Wanjian laughed and stood up and raised their glasses to Yang Xun.

Although they were all Wanjian, the others were all respectful to Yang Xun, and they were obviously very afraid of Yang Xun.

What they feared was not Yang Xun's strength, but the person behind Yang Xun.

They all knew that behind Yang Xun, there was a Haotian Guardian!

And Yang Xun was different from other Wanjian. He was from the Holy Realm.

It seemed that he had made some mistakes and was exiled to Haotian Sword Martial Arts.

"Come on, drink!" Yang Xun laughed loudly, but did not stand up. He just raised his glass and drank it all.

"Bang!" However, at this moment, a muffled sound suddenly came out, and then a black shadow flew out, fell heavily, and directly hit the high platform, scaring the sword girls, who screamed and retreated.

"Someone broke in!" The other Wanjians were stunned and screamed.

This is their place to play, which is considered a forbidden place for Haotian Sword Martial Arts. Who is so bold that he dared to break in.

"Han Qianqiu!" Yang Xun's face suddenly sank. Seeing clearly that the figure falling on the high platform was Han Qianqiu, he stood up directly and roared: "What the hell are you doing?"

"Lord Yang, I..." Han Qianqiu struggled to stand up, his body was bloody, and his eyes trembled as he spoke.

"Who is Yang Xun!" However, before he finished speaking, a violent voice sounded, and then a figure stepped out in the air, with sword energy all over his body soaring into the sky, like a giant sword, lying in the air.

This figure was none other than Nie Tian!

This valley has set up some restrictions, so it took Nie Tian some time to come in.

A group of Wanjian and Jianji looked at Nie Tian who suddenly appeared, their eyes trembled violently, and their expressions froze.

Who on earth is this person, so bold, actually broke in.

"Insolent!" Yang Xun looked at Nie Tian, ​​his eyes bursting with anger, roared, and the wine glass in his hand was crushed directly.

He has been in Haotian Sword Martial Arts for so long, and no one has ever dared to be so insolent in front of him.

What made him even more unbearable was that Nie Tian was just a small scum with the strength of an eighth-level pseudo-saint.

"Are you Yang Xun?" Nie Tian stood coldly in the air, his eyes turned, locked on Yang Xun like a sharp blade, and spoke in a stern voice, with a cold murderous intent in every word.

The maidservant beside Yang Xun was completely dumbfounded. She looked at Nie Tian with trembling eyes, and the shock in her heart was perfectly expressed on her face.

"You are tired of living!" Yang Xun roared, and his whole body momentum rose up, directly shaking the small pavilion to collapse. Then he took a step forward, and a powerful sword force rolled out, rolling in the void, like a dark cloud in the sky, pressing towards Nie Tian madly.

At this moment, Yang Xun's terrible strength was ruthlessly exposed.

Just from this terrible sword force, it can be seen that Yang Xun's strength is far beyond Han Qianqiu. The realm of swordsmanship has definitely entered the holy realm and has reached the realm of sword rhyme!

Yang Xun is such a violent person, and his moves are extremely cruel. He directly wants to crush Nie Tian with sword force!

He doesn't care what Nie Tian is here for. If he dares to be arrogant in front of him, he must die!

"Boom!" In an instant, Nie Tian felt that the surrounding void suddenly tightened, and the terrible oppressive force fell, which was actually going to oppress him to death.

The other Wanjian masters watched from the side, sneered and discussed.

"Who is this kid? He dared to break into Brother Yang's territory, he is simply looking for death!"

"This young man is very fierce and aggressive, as if he is here to settle accounts with Brother Yang."

"Settling accounts? Hahaha! I think he is here to die."

The Wanjians laughed wantonly, obviously not taking Nie Tian seriously.

A warrior who is not even a ninth-level pseudo-saint came to trouble Yang Xun, what else could this be but looking for death.

Such ants should be crushed to death, there is nothing to say.

"Do you think you can suppress me?" However, at this moment, Nie Tian roared, and then the sword intent in his body surged out like a raging wave, impacting the void, turning rivers and seas upside down, and mountains and earth cracking.

"Huh?" Everyone's eyes trembled, and they screamed in horror, and their expressions were sluggish.

They never thought that Nie Tian could burst out such a terrible power under the suppression of Yang Xun!

"Bang!" The next moment, a muffled sound came from the void, and Yang Xun's momentum was directly broken, turning into waves, stirring in the void.

Yang Xun's figure shook, and he was forced to retreat several steps. His face was extremely ugly and unbelievable.

An eighth-level pseudo-saint warrior actually broke through his sword pressure. How could this be possible?

Yang Xun's eyes trembled, and his eyes looking at Nie Tian changed slightly, no longer as contemptuous as before.

At this time, he knew that the person standing in front of him was a demon!

The others were even more stunned, their mouths opened wide, and they looked at Nie Tian in shock.

"Yang-Xun!" Nie Tian's sword energy was surging, and his eyes were like those of a wild beast, very scary, staring at Yang Xun and roaring.

It must be said that Yang Xun's strength was indeed terrifying.

Fortunately, Nie Tian had just achieved a breakthrough in the way of swordsmanship, and his martial body was even stronger with the help of the Heavenly Dao Rune.

Otherwise, it would be really difficult for him to break through the pressure of Yang Xun's sword energy.

"Boy, who are you?" Yang Xun looked at Nie Tian, ​​his eyes trembled slightly, and he spoke in a low voice.

He actually felt a hint of threat from Nie Tian!

An eighth-level pseudo-saint actually made him feel a sense of crisis!