Cultivator In Martial God World

Next, Yang Xuan saw a chase and kill scene.

Having chased all the way, Huajian showed a fighting experience that was inconsistent with his cultivation base. He used the surrounding environment to constantly set up ambushes, created traps, and killed a few people in a row, leaving only the lonely angry. The goblin mask yelled.

Finally, in a terrifying battle, the desperate flower room suddenly burst out with powerful battle strength, which forcibly bit the ghost mask to death.

Even so, he paid a heavy price, lying on the ground, unable to move, watching the slow passing of life.

If there is no accident, his breathing will slowly stop and he will die in the next time.

pa pa pa!

Yang Xuan clapped his hands and walked out.

The chase drama just now was really brilliant. Yang Xuan asked himself if he was at the level of Huajian, he might not be able to do better.

The flowers lying on the ground turned hard and looked towards Yang Xuan's gaze, filled with the last despair and deep hatred.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm here to save you." Yang Xuan smiled and squatted beside Huajian.

At the moment of dying, Hua Jian was taken aback for a moment, and then a strong rays of light burst out in his eyes.

"Save...Save me..." He struggled, and said three words from his split mouth.

"I can save you, but what good is it?" Yang Xuan asked with a smile.

Huajian struggled and said: "Money...Money..."

"Okay!" Yang Xuan nodded: "I save you, you give me money, um, only one hundred Wan, how about it?"

Hana tried to be nodded, but found that she couldn't move at all, and even the strength to speak disappeared, and she could only blink her eyes laboriously.

Yang Xuan smiled, extend the hand pointed, and clicked on his brow.

The pure Spiritual Qi poured into Huajian's body like a stream, repairing his heavy injuries with incredible speed.

These injuries, if placed elsewhere, can almost conclude ten deaths without life, but here in Yang Xuan, it is just a piece of cake.

After a while, the injuries on Huajian's body were completely restored, and even the strength of bits and pieces was restored.

Huajian jumped up, and after examining herself carefully, her face was surprised.

"Okay, give the money." Yang Xuan stood up and said with a smile.

"Well, you didn't take it with me, let me take it." Hanama swept the corpse on the ground aside without paying attention.

"Okay, where to go?" Yang Xuan asked.

"Over there!" Huajian pointed in a direction.

Yang Xuan took the lead. Before taking two steps, he felt a sharp breath behind him.

pu!

The dagger-like breath is directly inserted into Yang Xuan's waist.

"Sorry!" Huajian was attached behind Yang Xuan, coldly said.

"What's the matter?" Yang Xuan turned slightly, looking at Huajian pretendingly.

Hua Jian was shocked, her body suddenly left behind Yang Xuan, and she looked at her right arm, there was not even a trace of blood on it.

But how is it possible? He clearly felt that his hand had been done just now, how could it be possible that there was nothing at all.

He who doesn't believe in evil mobilized the power in his body and turned his body into a beam of black light, stabbing him like a javelin.

ka-cha!

The arm that turned into the tip of a gun was broken and held in his hand by Yang Xuan in an instant. The blood gushing from the broken arm was like boiling water.

Huajian sucked in a breath of cold air, staggering back.

"Aiya, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention." Yang Xuan sighed, chasing after him with his severed arm.

Hua Jian was terrified, turned around and ran, never thought that as soon as he turned his body, he saw the smiling Yang Xuan sticking his broken arm up.

crack crack!

After a few light sounds, Hua Jian was completely sluggish.

"Well, it's OK, try it soon, if there is any problem." Yang Xuan patted his hand.

Huajian stared blankly at the broken arm that was intact as before. If it weren't for the blood stains on it, he would suspect that the scene just now was an illusion.

Up to now, he still doesn't know what kind of existence he has met, and the last trace of luck in his heart has also disappeared.

Plop!

He sat weakly on the ground, losing Divine Path: "You kill me, I don't want to go back."

"Where to go back?" Yang Xuan stood in front of him, Asked lightly.

Hua Jian was taken aback, looked up towards Yang Xuan, and asked in surprise: "Are you not from the base?"

Yang Xuan frowned and asked: "What base?"

"You really weren't sent by the base to hunt me down?" Huama jumped up, eyes widening.

"Tell me first, what is a base?" Yang Xuan felt as if he had grasped something.

Hua Jian let out a long sigh of relief, and then asked Yang Xuan: "Then who are you?"

Yang Xuan didn't know how to answer this question, so he simply said:" If you pass by, you still tell me what the situation is."

Hana is completely relieved, it seems that as long as he is not from the base, he has nothing to fear.

Next, he didn't conceal anything, and told Yang Xuan of the origin of his voice.

In his intermittent narration, Yang Xuan finally figured out the ins and outs of the matter.

It turned out that this flower room ran out of a mysterious test base, and went all the way to Yunhuaxing.

When Yang Xuan asked about the experimental base, Huajian told Yang Xuan that there were a lot of people in the so-called experimental base, just like him, they were manufactured artificially and did not reproduce naturally.

Moreover, they are born with some kind of strange power and related fighting memory, so once they grow up, they can directly use this power and fighting experience without a lot of learning .

After listening, Yang Xuan showed a surprised look in his eyes.

If Black Cloud Clan has such a laboratory, can it be said that they can continuously create experts, rather than learning through natural cultivation.

If this is the case, Black Cloud Clan's secret strength, I am afraid it has reached a terrifying realm.

But the question is, what are they going to do?

"If according to what you said, every subject would be brainwashed, then why did you defect again?" Yang Xuan said suddenly.

"I don't know this either." Hanama frowned: "I only remember one day when I suddenly developed self-awareness, but at the time I held it back secretly, and then I saw the right time. I escaped."

Yang Xuan thought for a while, then asked: "Can you take me back to that base?"

He always felt that he seemed to have discovered A big secret.

The painter was embarrassed. Obviously, he was very reluctant to go back there.

Yang Xuan smiled and said, "What kind of cultivation base do you think I am?"

"Heaven Grade." Huajian frowned.

Yang Xuan shook his head, indicating that it was wrong.

"Is it your Sovereign?" Hanama's expression shook, but then she shook her head again: "No, no, there are many Sovereigns in the base. Even if you are a Sovereign, you may not be able to get out after you enter."

This was also changed to Yang Xuan, surprised, and asked: "There are many Sovereigns in the test base? How many?"

"I don't know." Huajian shook his head.

Yang Xuan has a keen interest in the experimental base in the mouth of Huajian, and he feels that he must find out.

"Let's go, take me to the base." He said indifferently.

"Don't go." Huajian's head shook like a rattle.

"You don't have to go, give me the money." Yang Xuan stared at Huajian's arm with some harboring malicious intentions.

In an instant, Hua Jian felt a chill rushing straight into his forehead. He then reacted in hindsight. This person in front of him is not a good thing.