Cultivator In Martial God World

The noise outside gradually became clear, and it seemed that the wounded had been transported back.

This kind of thing must be very common here, Yang Xuan didn't want to pay attention to it, but when his divine sense passed by a wounded person, his eyes suddenly condensed.

next moment, he directly opened the courtyard door and walked out.

Outside the door is a team of about dozens of people, passing by, carrying a stretcher with wounded on the stretcher.

This should be a squad scout unit, the cultivation base is not high, the highest should be the leader, only Heaven Grade, but it was still injured and was carried on a stretcher.

And Yang Xuan's eyes fell on the stretcher.

The warrior carrying the stretcher saw Yang Xuan looking at him, and after watching him vigilantly, he passed by him.

"Wait!" Yang Xuan suddenly said.

The pair of warriors were taken aback, looked towards Yang Xuan together, and one of them stepped forward and said: "What's the matter?"

These people don't know Yang Xuan, nor do they know him. Identity, at this time, there is a color of vigilance in his eyes.

Yang Xuan approached the stretcher and said at the same time: "Put him down!"

The two warriors carrying the stretcher showed alertness on their faces and began to lean back. The warriors gathered around, blocking the stretcher behind them.

The first person who spoke vigilantly said: "Who are you?"

Yang Xuan did not explain, waved his hand, and the few people who stopped him had already involuntarily retreated to the side. open.

"What are you doing?" The warrior furiously shouted next to him, and he surrounded Yang Xuan directly.

Their Captain was extremely injured. If they were not treated again, their lives would be worrisome. At this time, they would be furious when they saw someone making trouble.

If they are not in the camp, I am afraid they will shoot directly.

Yang Xuan did not explain. He waved his hand again, and the surrounding people felt a strong attack coming, pushing them back directly, revealing the person carrying the stretcher.

Boom!

Next moment, the two people carrying the stretcher were pushed out, and the stretcher fell to the ground with a bang.

At this time, the hundreds of warriors were completely angry. They were in a bad mood because of the unfavorable war. At this time, they could not bear it, and they drew out their weapons and pressed them towards Yang Xuan.

At the crucial moment, a majestic voice suddenly came: "Stop!"

Everyone was taken aback, after looking over, Qi Qili said: "General Yin !"

The person here is Yinfeng, he frowned and looked towards the stretcher that fell on the ground, and asked in a deep voice: "What's the matter?" Things are said again.

Yinfeng came to Yang Xuan's side and whispered: "Xuansheng, what's the matter?"

His voice is so low that only Yang Xuan can hear it. , But although other people didn't hear his name clearly, they all saw his respectful and unusual attitude, and immediately began to guess Yang Xuan's identity.

Yang Xuan walked around the wounded person twice, saying with a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "I don’t know if I'm holding a demon and swaggering across the market."

Including sound and wind , Everyone was taken aback, and looked towards the wounded on the ground at the same time.

That's right, this is indeed their Captain, and every bit will not be bad.

A warrior probability is more irritable. Although Yinfeng’s attitude made him speculate about Yang Xuan’s identity, he couldn’t help but anger when he saw him slander his Captain so much. You say it again."

Yinfeng yelled: "Shut up!"

Then whispered: "Xuansheng? He has a problem?"

Others don't know what Yang Xuan's identity is. How could he not know, knowing that a saint is absolutely impossible to make a joke here.

Yang Xuan was slightly nodded, without explaining, suddenly he slapped the wounded on the ground with a palm.

The people around are all surprised, and they are about to rush over between surprised and angry.

Yinfeng waved a palm wind to force them back, said solemnly: "Look!"

Everyone was forced to stop, just about to speak, but the next moment was in front of them. What happened made them all stunned.

As Yang Xuan’s palm fell on the wounded, the wounded who was in a coma just now suddenly let out a piercing scream, and then, a scream was only about one foot long. , It was all black, and it was as long as a mouse, but the head was just a cloud of black smoke coming out of the injured person's body, squatting on the injured person's body, and grinning at Yang Xuan.

Someone issued a huge exclamation: "Kai Mo!??"

Squeak!

The thing called Kui Mo unexpectedly launched an attack at this brief moment and rushed towards Yang Xuan.

"Careful!" Everyone exclaimed at the same time.

But Yang Xuan did not change even a trace of his expression. He stretched out his hand and squeezed it lightly, and he squeezed the demon in his hand, sending out a mournful scream.

Everyone was dumbfounded, and some didn't know what to say.

At this moment, the wounded on the ground groaned faintly, and the crowd all looked over.

"Captain!"

Several people rushed over.

Yang Xuan holds the devil in his hand, and just does it to the end with a good person. He waved his hand and sent the Spiritual Qi into that person's body, helping him to recover from his injury in a short time.

Looking at my Captain from a serious injury to a lively dragon and animated tiger in a short period of time, hundreds of warriors all looked dazed, some not knowing what to do.

Of course, Yinfeng knows whose credit this is, said solemnly: "Don’t hurry up and thank Xuansheng!"

Captain, who just sat up, also vaguely knew whose method it was, hearing. this quickly got up and knelt down, just about to say thank you, but suddenly reacted to what the sound and wind had said, suddenly exclaimed, full of horror: "Holy?"

The others are turned pale in fright, completely It's messed up.

Yang Xuan haha ​​smiled, pinched the devil and turned around and left.

After returning to the courtyard, it didn’t take long for Yinfeng to settle the people, and then followed in. Seeing that Yang Xuan was studying the struggling demon in his hand, he said: "Xuansheng still Be careful. Although the cultivation base of this demon is not high, its spirit strength is very large and its concealment is excellent."

Yang Xuan nodded, asked: "This demon is one of the spirit demons. One?"

Yinfeng nodded: "Yes, and it is one of the more difficult types of spirit demons. There were once Great Emperors who wrote the Tao."

Yang Xuan looked at the evil demon still grinning in his hand with great interest, and said: "I know, I will study it."

Yinfeng said, Xuansheng be careful, and then left.

Although Kui Mo is terrifying, Yang Xuan is the cultivation base of the saint, so Yinfeng doesn't worry too much, so feel free to leave.

After he left, Yang Xuan looked carefully.

Only then did he discover that this mouse-like body is actually not fluffy, but covered with a layer of fine scale armor, shining with black light. Its head does not exist, it is just a black air mass, which looks very mysterious.

Qui Mo was still screaming. Yang Xuan discovered that its voice did not come from the head, but from something similar to ventriloquism in the abdomen.

After observing the appearance, Yang Xuan thought for a while, and began to try to poke the divine sense into Wei Mo's body.

Ki Mo may have felt something, and began to struggle hard. His power has grown several times in a short period of time, and his power has even approached Sovereign.

Yang Xuan, who cares about other things, divine sense is like a needle, pierced directly.

After a scream, Mo Kui struggled more violently, and at this time, Yang Xuan's divine sense had entered its body.