"Grandpa!"

Looking at Guo Shuchen not far away, Han Ling shouted hissed. She wanted to rush back to rescue Guo Shuchen, but was held back by her friend next to her.

At this time, the Hidden Dragon Mage strode forward, looked down at Zhang Yang, and said with a cruel smile:

"Ignorant mortal, you have succeeded in annoying me!"

"Today I want to wash the Huanglong Temple in blood!"

The black smoke billowing from the body of the Hidden Dragon Mage, coupled with the rampant and cold smile, looks like the legendary Nine Demon Gods, descending to the world, and the lives are devastated!

Zhang Yang stood in the wind, looking up at the Hidden Dragon Mage, his eyes were awe-inspiring.

He was trying to make a move.

At this time, suddenly a reproachful voice came from behind:

"That's him! It's this person, he blasphemed the Buddha at the temple fair, this is clearly the retribution of the Buddha!"

It was a Sven man with glasses who spoke, and at this time he was disheveled, lying on the ground, and pointed at Zhang Yang with his hand.

As soon as he said this, many people looked at Zhang Yang, and their eyes were sad, as if they wanted to kill him on the spot.

"Originally, we were all worshipping the Buddha, and there was nothing wrong with it, but he suddenly broke in and made a big disturbance at the temple fair, which was the terrifying scene!"

"This—this is the trouble he has caused!"

In front of the crowd, Li Yuanxing looked at Zhang Yang with gloomy eyes, although he didn't speak, his two fists were clenched tightly.

'What do you gain by going your own way and killing so many of us?'

He questioned inwardly.

"Zhefeng, look at Guo Lao... Do we have to be like them?" asked Mrs. Jiang as she collapsed into Jiang Zhefeng's arms and asked very weakly.

Although Jiang Zhefeng was also very frightened, he still maintained a rare composure in front of his wife, and he said with a resolute face: "Madam, I have always been by your side. ”

In addition to them, there were also those poor people who had been stopped by the monks outside the mountain gate, and they also followed Zhang Yang into the monastery. However, what they never expected was that they were greeted not by the blessing of the Buddha, but by a catastrophe from heaven!

Billowing black smoke enveloped almost the entire monastery, and mortals who only had a little bit of it could either die or be maimed, and they could only hide in this open space to survive, with no way out.

"Grandpa... What's going on?" the little girl tugged at the corner of the old man's coat, and her little face was full of fear.

The old man was at a loss.

"Dad, Mom, what are we going to do now?"

Among them, the most excited is the eldest of the Qin family, I saw him holding his head in his hands in fright, as if he was crazy, squatting in place and bouncing and yelling, where is there still a little bit of the demeanor of a son?

Qin Huimin looked at Zhang Yang with an expression of hatred and hatred, and said, "This surnamed Zhang, he is just messing around!"

"What is this? This is a fire at the city gate, and it has affected the fish in the pond!"

'Whew!'

In the frightened eyes, the Hidden Dragon Mage waved his robe again, and the cold wind rolled up black smoke, rolling in, all the way to the flying sand and rocks, as long as they were touched by the black smoke, everyone felt unable to breathe, and could only collapse to the ground, resigned to fate.

And Zhang Yang was still standing in the wind, with one hand in his pocket, with an indifferent face and no fear.

The Hidden Dragon Mage frowned and shouted:

"Mortal, aren't you afraid of death?"

Before he could finish speaking, another bitter hurricane blew, several times louder than before, and even many pieces of rubble were rolled up.

When everyone saw this scene, they crawled back and ran away, just wanting to get as far away from Zhang Yang as possible.

In less than ten seconds, with Zhang Yang as the center, there was no one standing within a radius of 100 meters, and black smoke was billowing and sweeping overwhelmed, as if to devour him in one gulp!

Everyone in the distance looked at Zhang Yang as if they were looking at a corpse, so much black smoke surrounded him, could he still not die?

Most of them were gloating with a grim face, and he deserved this retribution anyway.

Only Han Ling's eyes were complicated, her fingers were interlocked, and she secretly prayed for Zhang Yang.

Jiang Zhefeng hugged his wife in his arms, his eyes were full of vicissitudes and helplessness, he found that he couldn't understand this young man at all, was he a genius or a madman?

"Zhang Yang, what do you want to do..."

......

Seeing that Zhang Yang still didn't move, the Hidden Dragon Mage was stunned for a moment, and then laughed and said:

"Hehe, so you've been scared silly!"

"Well, then I'll overtake you!"

As soon as his voice fell, he rolled his sleeve robe again, driving another strong hurricane towards Zhang Yang.

At this time, Zhang Yang's expression finally changed, and he smiled in a low voice and said:

"Surpass me, I'm afraid you don't have the ability. ”

As he spoke, he strode forward and clutched the fish-shaped jade pendant.

"Here comes the sword!"

I saw silver runes emerge from the jade pendant, pass through his palm, and converge in the void, and at the same time condense the heaven and earth vitality within a radius of fifty meters, forming a silver-white sword shape.

This sword hangs in the air, four feet long, and the immortal power is mighty, like a divine soldier descending from the sky!

"What is this?" said the Hidden Dragon Mage.

Zhang Yang stretched out his hand to hold the silver lightsaber, and suddenly the sword surged, continuing to be five zhang long, and the energy in the void was swallowed, and a roaring sword qi was pulled out around the sword body.

'Wow!'

Yinmang is born and destroyed, and a sword is slashed!

I saw the sword light slashing through the steaming black smoke, and the black smoke was suddenly like white snow in the sun, and it disappeared in an instant, and even the wind was cut apart.

'Shhh

On the rocky ground, a sword mark five feet long appeared.

"Huh?!"

The Hidden Dragon Master was taken aback, this black smoke was all the ghost qi he had collected for decades, and once it was unleashed, he was not even afraid of yang energy, even if it was a master of cultivation, he could not do anything in front of it.

But in front of this lightsaber, these ghosts are so vulnerable!

The Hidden Dragon Mage's face was full of anger, obviously he had already let it go, and his mind was full of thoughts about killing Zhang Yang.

"You brought it on yourself. His voice felt like it was coming out of his teeth.

Immediately, he raised his hands above his head, palms facing each other, and slammed them together in the middle, reciting a few obscure incantations at the same time.

'Hula!'

'Hula!'

For a moment, the black smoke in the sky converged towards the top of his head at the same time, and it was originally an invisible gas, but due to the sharp increase in density, it became extremely condensed, as if it had formed a real thing.

With the formation of the outline, everyone finally saw clearly that what was floating in the air was actually a hideous and huge skull! Those two huge and pitch-black eye sockets seemed to reflect the scene of hell. Between the teeth, a thick column of black smoke was constantly spewed out.

"Hmph, it's a mystery. ”

I saw Zhang Yang snort coldly, stepped out, stepped on the void suddenly, and actually rose out of thin air, as if there was a series of invisible steps in the air.

He walked step by step, each step spanning a distance of several meters, and almost instantly he reached a height parallel to the skull.

"This..."

The pilgrims in the distance finally saw the figure out of thin air, and they were completely shocked by this scene.

In their eyes, the young man known as the broom star stood directly in front of the skull, holding a silver lightsaber five zhang long in his hand, floating in the air, like a fairy.

"Give me... Die!"

The Hidden Dragon Mage finally sensed a hint of alarm, and the hairs on his body stood upside down, and he saw him urge the spell, and a ghost qi ten times more powerful than the original erupted from the skeleton's mouth, surging towards Zhang Yang like a torrent.

"Get out of the way!"

Many people couldn't help but exclaim, and Jiang Zhefeng and Han Ling closed their eyes and didn't dare to look at it again.

saw Zhang Yang holding the divine sword in his hand, from top to bottom, and waved it lightly.

This sword was swung out, as if even the heavens and the earth were about to be split in two, and in the pupils of countless people, there was only this silver light that stretched across the sky.

This sword qi swept the acupuncture points like a plough court, easily breaking through the tide of black smoke, and directly slashed the skull next to it. The skull was condensed from the sky and was almost the same size as a tank, almost substantial, but under the silver light, it was like a piece of paper, and it was slashed through.

'Woo-'

It was as if there were ten thousand whimpering.

The huge skull was sliced apart from the middle, and two streams of ghost qi erupted from the middle, as if they were human blood.

In front of the shocked gaze of countless people, Zhang Yang withdrew the silver lightsaber and turned into runes and returned to the jade pendant, and he also fell back to the ground.

"Ahem. Zhang Yang's face turned pale and coughed lightly.

Immediately, he suddenly took out a handful of spirit pills and stuffed them into his mouth, and the medicinal properties turned into life vitality and true qi, making his complexion better.

But even so, the sword just now had consumed all of his true yuan, and his cultivation, which was originally close to the bottleneck period, regressed in an instant.

"Is that the end of it?" someone asked, with a dry throat.

I saw that above the high platform, the skull was cut off, the billowing black smoke disappeared with the wind, and the Hidden Dragon Mage had already knelt on the ground with a very sad expression.

Only Zhang Yang stood with his hands in his hands, hunting in his clothes.

The moment he turned around, the Hidden Dragon Mage jerked his head up, both pupils bloodshot as if they were about to burst.

I saw him raise his hands with great difficulty, palms facing each other, close them again, and open his mouth to spit out a few spells.

'Whew!'

The yin winds converged, and I saw that the two halves of the skeleton that were on the verge of dissipation actually gathered in the middle again, and there was a faint image of recovery!

"Hahahaha, just with this, you can't destroy me!"

The Hidden Dragon Mage's face was as pale as gold paper, but his smile grew brighter and brighter.

Seeing this scene, countless people were silenced.

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