I saw Zhang Yang grab Mo Fengran's thigh with one hand, and then slammed it off, throwing him out of the air. Mo Fengran was thrown into the water like a bowling ball, and the thick river water was smashed by him with a huge dent.

'Poof!'

The next moment, Mo Feng jumped out of the water in a panic, his whole body was soaked with water stains, his elegance was gone, and he looked embarrassed.

At this time, Zhang Yang had already caught up again, kicked him head-on, and kicked Mo Fengran's chest.

Mo Fengran didn't even have time to raise the Tianzun spell, he was kicked in the chest, turned into a leather ball, shot backwards, bounced several times on the river surface, and finally fell to the water's edge, rolled nearly a hundred meters, and finally lay on the ground.

"Now, are you convinced?"

Zhang Yang put his hands behind his back and stood leisurely in the center of the waves.

There was a dead silence in the room.

Everyone didn't even dare to come out of the atmosphere, whether it was an ordinary sect, or an immortal monarch, or the five great sects, or even the four great immortal monarchs, they didn't say anything more.

Ten minutes ago, that invincible peerless sword immortal was now lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Who else would dare to face the edge of this young man?

"I'm convinced!"

Mo Fengran barely raised his head, and with unexpected crispness and decisiveness, he bowed to Zhang Yang.

This peerless sword immortal, in the rounds of battles, has completely extinguished the heart of fighting, and now, there is a bigger crisis about to appear, continue to fight, it is simply looking for death.

saw Zhang Yang snort coldly and was about to speak, but suddenly found that the expressions of the people around him seemed to be not quite right.

For what they showed was not awe, not reverence, not horror, but deep fear.

Even Mo Fengran, the reason why he bowed his head and admitted defeat was not as if he was afraid of Zhang Yang, but because of something else.

"What are these people afraid of? Are they afraid that I'm going to kill them? It's unlikely. ”

Zhang Yang frowned and was about to speak.

At this time, in the Yi Shui behind him, a column of rushing water suddenly erupted, instantly bursting out thousands of meters, almost piercing the heavenly dome.

A huge white shadow burst out like lightning.

......

"I'll just say, Zhang Xianjun is invincible, as long as you follow him, you can keep meat to eat!"

On the Xuantie roulette, everyone in the Huangshan Sect was triumphant.

Even Rong Yunhe, who had never been very convinced of Zhang Yang, couldn't help but smile at this time, feeling honored.

But before his smug smile could dissipate, it suddenly froze on his face.

In the shocked pupils of everyone, an incomparably huge shadow was reflected. This black shadow is very hideous, with a fierce appearance, two horns tied to the top of the head, and the eyes exude a dark green cold glow.

Exactly the head of a dragon!

The head was so big, nearly ten meters tall, it was comparable to a three-story building.

The rest of its body was entrenched in the middle of the water, reflecting a huge black shadow. It is conservatively estimated that the total length should be at least more than 100 zhang, that is, a full 300 meters!

"This..."

Rong Yunhe and the others suddenly felt a fear from the bottom of their hearts. Even though they wanted to open their mouths to call Zhang Yang, they were all deeply grasped by this fear, so that they couldn't even move a knuckle.

Not only the Huangshan Sect, but also other large and small sects, the five major sects, all lost their voices.

"How?"

Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt that there seemed to be an unusually powerful majesty behind him, as if it was exuded just now.

This Yi Shui was originally a treasure of feng shui, because the terrain is very low, it is easy to become the habitat of some spirit beasts, and now that majesty is diffused from the water behind him.

Zhang Yang's heart sank, and a bad feeling came to his heart.

He turned around slowly, his pupils instantly shrunk into a dot, and he couldn't calm down.

"It's... Dragons?"

Looking at the behemoth behind him, Zhang Yang had an illusion of disbelief. Such a huge thing appeared silently, and he didn't even notice it at all.

'Poof!'

Before Zhang Yang could react, a huge column of water burst out from the crack in the dragon's mouth. Although the dragon's mouth only opened a small slit, due to the huge size, this gap was also a full three feet in diameter, and the jet of water was overwhelmingly cold.

This giant dragon has survived under the water for a long time, absorbing the water spirit, and the water spirit has a trace of yin energy, and this water column is full of yin energy, which is the nemesis of all yang life. Even if it is an immortal monarch, if you touch it, you will be seriously injured and dying.

"Condensation!"

Zhang Yang stomped his foot violently, and the reluctant water waves surged up layer by layer, turning into several Great Wall-like walls, blocking in front of him.

'Bang Bang Bang'

This wall of water is full of true elements, not inferior to Zhang Yang's body protection powers, at this time, it is like window paper, it is easily pierced, and after being pierced by the water column, it instantly condenses into an ice wall.

At the critical moment, Zhang Yang withdrew and retreated, taking a step back for hundreds of feet. Seeing that the dragon was furious, he turned his head violently, like a Popeye swinging a shovel, and the cold water column was thrown out violently, hitting Zhang Yang on the side.

'Bang!'

The true element of the protective body around Zhang Yang's body was directly broken, even if it was an innate chaotic body, it couldn't withstand such a violent impact, and it was directly thrown out, and the volley spun rapidly for nearly a hundred weeks, plowing the water surface like a propeller, causing waves.

The power of one blow is terrifying!

Everyone who saw this scene couldn't help but gasp a few times.

You must know that since Zhang Yang broke out of the cocoon and was reborn, his cultivation has increased greatly, and even if Mo Fengran tried his best, he couldn't shake him in the slightest. But now a column of water casually spit out by the giant dragon flew nearly a thousand meters away, how shocking it was!

"This Zhang Xianjun, is he going to break the sky?"

Above the blue sky, the people of the five great sects even stared out their eyes.

I was hating in my heart, because Zhang Yang's single-mindedness made the most terrible thing happen after all!

The monks who didn't believe in the legend before, seeing such a scene at this time, were already frightened and their legs weakened, and they retreated away from Yishui without saying a word. and those magic weapons flying in the sky, all scattered like a tide.

In the end, above this blue sky, only the five-pointed astrolabe of the Five Elements Sect, the lotus throne of the Rulai Sect, the thunder mother cloud of the Thunder Mountain, and the sword immortals of the Taixuanmen were left.

"The big husband can bend and stretch, but ordinary people can't bear it. ”

On the south bank of Yishui, Mo Fengran stood with his sword in his hands, and the figure of a giant dragon was reflected in his eyes.

At this time, instead of having any regrets in his heart, he was extremely happy and proud that he had made the right choice at the most critical time.

"Zhang Xianjun, you are the strongest opponent I have ever seen, looking at this immortal world, I am afraid that only Dao Xuan Zhenren can become your opponent. ”

"Hehe, but your heart is too reckless, even if you are the best immortal monarch in the world, you should have a trace of awe for heaven and earth, there are some taboos, and you can't violate them. ”

A faint smile flashed on Mo Fengran's face.

He desperately hoped that Zhang Yang could die at the hands of the dragon, so that his godhead, his peerless grace and glory could all be taken back.

Judging from the current situation, this possibility is quite high, because the dragon should be in a state of rage at this time.

'Roar!'

Even if Zhang Yang was swept away, it could not calm the anger, and the giant dragon opened its huge mouth violently, and raised its head to the sky with a roar. The high-pitched dragon roar shook the clouds, and within thousands of meters around, the river was churning, like a storm coming.

The monks who were watching suddenly felt a suffocating majesty, so that they couldn't even straighten their waists. There are only a few immortal monarchs, who can barely hold on to the Shanghai and Shenzhen True Yuan, but their faces are also very pale.

In ancient Eastern myths and legends, the dragon is the lord of all spirits, a messenger sent down from the upper realm, controlling changes and managing the world.

All living beings, even human monks, will have a trace of awe in their hearts when facing the true dragon, so that they dare not be presumptuous, and can only bow down and obey orders.

'Click-click'

Ten thousand waves, like lotus flowers, gathered towards Zhang Yang, and instantly churned, locking Zhang Yang. These water waves, condensed into ice at this time, combined into a form that seemed to be an iron lock, hooked up with each other, forming a perfect cage of heaven and earth.

Feeling the invasion of the cold air, Zhang Yang's face was faintly pale. He snorted, waved his robe, held the four-foot magic sword, and said awe-inspiringly:

"It's just a dragon, making waves, and thousands of miles of wilderness, how can it be compared with the real dragon?"

"Sword, Roar, Nine, Heaven!"

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