shock!

quiet!

The moment "Zhang Yuanzhu" stepped out of the door, many people present had already guessed something.

But when they saw the fist mark that poked out from behind the portal, everyone, including Yang Yu, couldn't help but breathe.

"Prince Zhao..."

It seemed like he was burned by fire. In front of the door, everyone except Yang Yu subconsciously retreated and stayed away.

Kakka ~

The illusory portal seems to be moaning, as if it cannot bear the breath of the person behind it.

Then, under everyone's gaze, a tall figure hid more than nine feet tall, stepped out from behind the door.

boom!

As this figure appeared, the vast and domineering aura rushed like an angry tide, trampling wildly in all directions.

Standing three feet in the air, this nine-foot body that seemed to be empty and illusory just stood without moving, causing layers of frenzy.

"Old Prince..."

At this moment, Yang Yu couldn't help but move his eyes.

The figure in front of me is not the young King Zhao who has just become a martial saint in the recipe of refining the "Nine Ox and Two Tigers".

It’s not Zhang Xuanba who is old-fashioned at the foot of Qisha Mountain.

Instead, the King Zhao, the Western Palace, who was fully combative and unreserved, wanted to die with the enemy!

True, the best martial arts!

"This old witch..."

Mu Qingliu's face looked extremely ugly.

The most different thing about magical powers and Taoist techniques is that the first two are simply unreasonable!

Whether it is Taoist art or magical power, the root of it comes from the Tao fruit, from the heaven and earth!

The mystery is fundamentally beyond the scope of being able to be seen by humans, and the terrifying role it can play is often beyond the scope that ordinary people can understand.

At this moment, he could not understand how this old witch did it, and printed so many great masters behind the door and used it for his use...

"Zhang Xuanba!"

Only half of the Buddha's face was left, and it seemed to be a little changed. I remembered that there was a flash of fire in the stone-carved eye sockets:

"Junior sister, your book of heroes is really extraordinary..."

"I heard that you once held the etiquette of a disciple and followed him for more than a month? But I don't know if it is your half disciple better than your half disciple, or your half disciple?"

At the same time, the voice of the old woman in black came from the void, underground, and behind the door. She ignored Lu Chen, and all her spirits gathered in the records of heroes and the young swordsmen in front of the door.

In the previous battle, she suffered a great loss, but it was still a big loss!

This person not only refined his own self-sacrifice seal, but also used her Taoist technique in a way that she could not understand.

No one responded to her, and Yang Yuzi ignored the dead man in his heart. His attention was all on the tall figure in front of the door.

He had no way of understanding the old witch's magic technique, but he really felt the familiar aura.

And, will!

"Haha, I'll find out soon!"

Several incarnations of the same origin have different personalities. Compared with the old woman in white, she looks even colder.

She seemed to be very happy that the people inside and outside the valley were shocked, afraid and angry, but then, they turned into hideous anger:

"Kill him!"

"careful……"

Feng Wushuang and the others retreated one after another, and Zhang Dong shook his painful arms, feeling his teeth sore.

But the words before were still in my ears, and at this moment I had to grit my teeth and send a message:

"King Yang just acted, and I tried my best to make this sound. Even if the real King Zhao was resurrected, I could be entangled, so don't talk about it..."

Zhang Dong's voice transmission was very fast, but he discovered something was wrong even faster.

The "shadow" standing in the air did not move...

Buzz!

When several people were surprised, a large stream of light burst out again.

Then, figures that emerged from the door rushed towards everyone.

"Kill..."

"Who to kill?!"

The flames and clouds surging violently, interrupting the magic sound that flowed from all directions.

At the same time, in the extremely distant fantasy realm, Lu Chen, who was watching the "Xuanshi" from afar, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows:

"He can actually do this?"

"You are not dead?!"

The huge roar drowned out the shock and anger of the old woman in black. It started from the sea of ​​magma and fire, and it seemed to be connected to the void, and the huge portal, which seemed to be empty and illusory, shattered with a bang!

After that, the loud bell also sounds like a heroic sound:

"One punch!"

"You are not dead?! Impossible! Impossible!"

The extremely shocked and angry voice echoed inside and outside the valley. Under the strong wind, everyone's expressions changed drastically.

Because, it was not anyone present who took action, but Zhang Xuanba who came out of the illusory portal!

"you?!"

Zhang Dong, who was already ready to move forward, then retreated and looked at the tall figure with his eyes, and was extremely shocked.

"this……"

"Prince Zhao?!"

"What?!"

...

There was an uproar inside and outside the valley. No matter how enemies and friends were, they were shocked at this moment, and stood there on the spot.

Only when Yang Yu thought about it, Yu the old woman in black was shocked and suddenly activated the moment when her breath fluctuated.

Boom!

The ground like a ruin was completely broken under his feet, and the blood and energy of the surging sea burst out with the true energy.

In an instant, his figure disappeared from everyone's sight, and only a flash of dazzling fist light was indistinguishable from him, cutting through the night!

All those who have come here today are masters of the world and heroes, but few people can reflect on it at this moment.

It was not until the rumbling sound echoed from the night sky that it suddenly woke up.

"good!"

On the cliff, someone seemed to sigh with his palms. Then, a palm suddenly appeared in the void and slapped towards the night sky.

“Ha~”

Even Yu Baimei, who was also a Martial Saint, did not react to the change at this moment, but Mu Qingliu reacted.

Not only did he react, the sword light that had been suppressed for a long time also burst out, and then came first!

Zheng!

Like a waterfall sword light scattering across the sky, a bloody light shining on the three-foot iron sword, with a shocking murderous intent,

Slashed towards the palm that poked out from the void:

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

boom!

Rumble!

The earth-shaking battle broke out in an instant, and its speed was so fast that Zhang Dong could intervene, even Yu Baimei, who was holding the Seven Tribulation Sword, was half a beat slower.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! When he stood up with his sword, his eyes were filled with an ocean of exploding air and real aura collision. In the huge valley, smoke and dust were rolling, and large areas of soil, sand and stone were shaken into powder and thrown into the sky.

As strong as him, he can't intervene at this moment!

boom!

In the night, fists bloomed, and the brilliant golden light shone through the night of the valley. Under the shaking of the void, a blurred figure was squeezed out of the void!

"Zhang Xuanba!"

At this moment, the old woman in black was no longer shocked and angry.

Even she couldn't understand the changes that happened in this moment.

She never believed that anyone could survive under the seven arrows of nails, but Zhang Xuanba's imprint was really out of control and backfired on himself, but it happened to be true!

"Zhang Xuanba, you are uneasy!"

The face of the old woman in black was extremely hard to see, and the backlash of Taoism was surging in her heart.

But she didn't even have time to vomit blood.

Because as the fist light came across, the thunder and lightning came into being, its extremely fierce figure,

The killing comes with it!

"kill!"

Yang Yu didn't know why the phantom that walked out of the door suddenly retaliated against the old woman at this moment, but the familiar will and aura made him know something in an instant.

I know the meaning of "one punch" in his mouth.

Therefore, he reacted extremely quickly and made extremely decisive.

In the midst of strides, the changes in the eight or nine mysterious thunder of heavenly thunder have reached the extreme. Based on this, the "current push" obtained from the Yuan Magnetic True Body Art is even more violent than before!

It can be seen from the naked eye that a huge qi burst cloud stretched more than a hundred feet behind him, but even if it was a fierce explosion, it would not catch up with him.

And the punching light also illuminated the place where he was about to go, illuminated the old woman in black who fell out of her hiding place, and looked extremely hard to see!

How fast is Yang Yu’s speed?

Even if it was a person like the old woman in black, her pupils shrank, and she would crush Rulu Ling without thinking, and shouted:

"Lu Chen! If I die, you can't think of it!"

But she didn't even think of it, and she could see the extremely pure sword light rising.

She knew very well that Mu Qingliu's sword skills could never be compared with Lu Chen, but it was enough to stop him for a moment!

Buzz!

Without any hesitation, she directly crushed many Taoist inheritance objects and magic tools on her body.

All Taoist techniques, no matter what category, burst out, and the energy blocked them like a tide!

At the same time, with the blessing of various Taoist techniques, the body retreated, retreated wildly.

Bang!

Without any hesitation or dodging, Yang Yu rushed into the Taoist craze with the speed of everyone present.

At this moment, even the Qi, blood, true energy, and magical powers were all triggered to the extreme, and they burst out with the help of current.

Yang Yu was in a flash of consciousness.

The Taoist techniques in front of him are so many that are outrageous, not only the previous eighteen Taoist techniques, but also the twelve excellent Taoist techniques he knew, such as "A hundred soldiers are not invading" and "Return to the other person".

There are hundreds of Taoist techniques he knows, doesn’t know, has seen, and has never seen!

And this is all Taoist techniques of the tenth grade or above!

So much so that in Yang Yu's perception, there seemed to be a hundred and ten martial saints dragging, restraining, attacking, and stopping him!

In less than a thousandth of a moment, his true energy that protected his body was crushed and the body that raised the sky was penetrated!

This is the dying struggle of an existence at the highest point in the world.

It is enough to die with any master in this world, or even in three thousand years!

But Yang Yu's eyes did not change at all, and he allowed all kinds of Taoist techniques to destroy his true flesh and blood.

He leaned up with his long fist, clenched tightly like the domineering fist in the sky, and hit the old woman in black who was fleeing in a panic!

"ah!"

With the biting fist and body, the face of the old woman in black changed drastically. The unprecedented crisis was like an invisible big hand, holding her heart tightly.

At this moment, there were only two roads in front of her.

Her mind was moving extremely quickly.

A dead end?

No……

"Lu Chen saves me!!!"

"He can't save you!"

Yang Yu had no distractions and did not even feel contempt. The bloody fist seal pierced through many obstacles.

With just one blow, the old woman in black-clothed body was smashed through the real weapon of protecting her body, inner armor, horizontal practice, and stamina technique...

And just as his fist was thriving and he wanted to completely smash it, a surging wave suddenly burst into his ears.

Hurry ~

At this moment, he actually felt like he was flooded by the big waves and was almost suffocated!

A big river suddenly appeared in front of him!

No, it's not just a river!

Mountains, rivers, plants, mud, sand, fish and birds, and even the sun hanging in the sky...

It looks like a landscape painting, suddenly appearing in the night, after the void, it seems real and illusory.

"Save, you can still save it! You have to fight and kill, you should vent your anger..."

In the fantasy realm of immortals, there seemed to be invisible palms protruding out, grabbing the head, shoulders, arms, and legs of the old woman in black:

"She has been practicing for more than three thousand years, and it would be a pity that she died..."

Dong!

The voice conveyed from the illusion stopped abruptly, and a muffled sound that was extremely low and overwhelmed his voice.

In the illusion, Lu Chen retracted his palms, covered in blood and rotten flesh.

He looked down at him,

In the night, Yang Yu slowly closed his palms, and blood flowed down his fingertips:
Chapter completed!