This gray-haired old man, Dao name Tanren Immortal Jun, is the Taishang Elder of the Changbai Immortal Sect, and he originally had a kind smile on his face, but at this time, the smile froze on his face, and he watched his favorite apprentice, Liu Eighteen, the young master of the Changbai Immortal Sect, being trampled to the ground with one foot.

And the half-immortals next to him were half-squinted.

In contrast, the Chinese bigwigs sank in their hearts.

"How can Mr. Zhang be so impulsive? This Liu Shibai is not dead, he is equivalent to a hostage, what conditions do you want, just open your mouth as soon as possible, you can squeeze it slowly." Why can't you be more sensible?"

Someone sighed.

"Yes, this Tanren Immortal Monarch is so sincere, and he is willing to let Mr. Zhang be the deputy leader of the Huaxia Alliance, he is obviously a reasonable person. This Mr. Zhang didn't pay attention to the murder. Another veteran general sighed as well.

"Alas, it's over. ”

Many bigwigs, as well as the masters of the hidden rivers and lakes, shook their heads one after another, secretly blaming Zhang Yang in their hearts for not being rational enough.

At this juncture, Hua Guo's strength is weak, and he must use the power of Changbai Immortal Sect to be able to fight against those demons and monsters. Moreover, Tanren Xianjun spoke so kindly, and he looked like he was thinking about the overall situation, but Zhang Yang didn't appreciate it at all, and actually trampled Liu Eighteen to death in public, which was equivalent to a complete break with Changbai Xianmen.

"Zhang Yang is obviously not an impulsive person, why do you want to do this, is there any reason why it can't be?"

Long Thirteen frowned, completely unable to guess.

Wang Wei, Liu Yue, Qi Qingwei and others behind him saw this scene, their faces turned white with fright, and they didn't know what kind of revenge they would usher in by Changbai Xianmen.

Zhang Yang half-squinted his eyes and didn't have any explanation.

Tan Ren Xianjun's fake mercy deceived others, but how could he hide it from Zhang Yang's magic eyes? This old man is just a rat trap and wants to rescue his apprentice, as for those promises, it is impossible to do them at all.

"Mr. Zhang, what do you mean by that?"

Tan Ren Xianjun's face sank, and he said word by word.

"It's not interesting. Zhang Yang shrugged his shoulders and said lightly:

"The appearance of ants is like an ant, and if you kill it, you will kill it. Just because you chickens and dogs are not worthy of negotiating terms with me. ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience was shocked!

Everyone's eyes converged on Zhang Yang, as if they were looking at a madman, and the sound of gasping was one after another.

None of them expected that Zhang Yang would be so rampant and so arrogant! Not to mention killing Liu Shiba, he even uttered wild words in front of Tan Ren Xianjun!

You must know that this Tanren Immortal Monarch is a real Immortal Monarch, and his cultivation ranks second in the Changbai Immortal Gate, second only to the door master, and ranks twenty-first on the list of gods, and he is currently the only person in China who can compete with the Sakya Dharma King of Tibetan Buddhism.

Daring to provoke an immortal monarch like this can no longer be described as stupid, it is simply self-defeating.

"Shaft dares!"

Tan Ren Xianjun raised his eyebrows and stared at him.

I saw Zhang Yang snort coldly and said:

"Noise!"

He raised his palm and grabbed it in the air.

'Boom!'

With the roar of the void, the ocean of vitality in the entire building all converged, forming a huge cyan palm print, and the five fingers were together, grabbing Tanren Immortal Jun.

'Bang Bang Bang'

Tan Ren Xianjun's color changed, and he suddenly picked up the magic trick, propping up a stream of Gangfeng protective body, as well as the talisman spirit treasure he was carrying, and at the same time, he was stimulated and turned into layer after layer of light masks. But these masks, fragile like egg shells, shatter at the touch of a button.

'Hum-'

A hint of decisiveness flashed in Tan Ren Xianjun's eyes, and he grabbed the void violently, and grabbed out an iron ruler.

"Gossip Ruler!"

Tan Ren Xianjun shouted violently, and in an instant, a gossip pattern appeared on this seemingly ordinary iron ruler, lingering with layers of light, skyrocketing dozens of times, and in the bright light, there was also a trace of exquisite Dao Yun.

This gossip ruler is one of the treasures of Changbai Xianmen, painting and carving innate gossip, specializing in demons and monsters, and it is the proud weapon of Tanren Xianjun.

With a 'stab', Tan Ren Xianjun raised the gossip ruler and slammed it down.

'Hum-'

Accompanied by the roar of Hong Zhong Dalu, the gossip ruler and the cyan palm print collided in the air, each shocking. The violent shock wave spread out, instantly sweeping through the entire hall, shattering all the chandeliers on the ceiling and cracking several huge gaps in the floor.

Everyone shouted and hurriedly fled the building, only those strong people who were hidden in the rivers and lakes dared to stay here to watch the battle.

At this time, Tan Ren Xianjun had already taken the opportunity to get out of trouble, and said in a low voice:

"Let's do it together and kill this person!"

Everyone received the order, and they all pinched the tricks, and as if no one was around, they played one spell after another.

'Boom!'

Suddenly, one after another fierce magic weapons and spells filled the hall. These Changbai disciples are all elites among the disciples, and they are all half-immortal cultivators, using the spells of real power, they are extremely powerful, and they can easily blow up a building, and so many spells are combined, almost equivalent to the power of a heavy missile, which can blow up the entire Splendid Building!

Originally, in densely populated cities, they had to restrain their strength, because the slightest mistake would injure civilians. But now because Zhang Yang killed people first, he almost injured Tanren Xianjun, and everyone in Changbai Xianmen was also completely open, regardless of whether others were dead or alive.

"Help!"

Throughout the building, countless people fled from the building with their heads in their hands, and those who didn't have time to escape could only hug their heads and shrink in the corner, praying to God.

Zhang Yang's face was furious, this Splendid Mansion was his property, most of the people here were staff members of the Splendid Mansion, if so many spells were detonated at the same time, the entire building would collapse in an instant, and at least thousands of casualties would be killed.

"You're looking for death!"

He lifted his palm again, and a huge cyan palm print was condensed in the air, like the palm of the Buddha, holding all the spells, and then crushing them.

'Boom'

More than a dozen powerful and terrifying spells exploded inside the palm, and all the energy was imprisoned in a small space, tearing at each other, as if they were going to tear the space apart. The huge cyan palm print was also supported by the energy that wanted to struggle to escape, like a bulging balloon, almost bursting.

But in the end, the cyan palm print still carried it down, canceling out all the energy, and then dissipated into the void.

'Papapa'

There are still remnants of energy spreading out, and the entire building is shaken, and all the tempered glass on all sides is shattered.

Everyone was stunned on the spot!

"So strong?"

"Could it be that he is also an immortal monarch?"

"Come again! Even if he is an immortal monarch, he can't resist all of us joining forces!"

More than a dozen disciples glanced at each other, and they were about to perform a combined attack again.

"Get out!"

Zhang Yang stomped his foot lightly.

A vast ripple of energy spread out in a fan shape, like a wave rushing, rushing towards the people of Changbai Immortal Sect. Those half-immortal disciples were completely caught off guard, and they couldn't imagine that Zhang Yang had such a powerful power.

'Bang Bang Bang'

The three or four people who stood close were directly shattered by this true force, and they died violently on the spot. The remaining dozen or so people were also blown away hundreds of meters like a defeat in the wind, and landed on the ground outside the building.

There was only one Tanren Xianjun left, holding the gossip ruler in both hands, and he held it up.

Before he could catch his breath, he suddenly felt a terrifying majesty pressing over, and when he looked up, he saw a huge palm print, like the top of Mount Tai, smashing down on him!

"Bell!"

The Bagua ruler burst out with unparalleled light, and he stubbornly carried the palm print, which was worthy of the quality of a quasi-divine treasure, whether it was power or toughness, it was very powerful, and it was able to wrestle with Zhang Yang's wrist.

But Tan Ren Xianjun was uncomfortable, although the magic weapon was strong, but his own strength was not able to fully control the Bagua Ruler, and at this time, the whole body was bent down and knelt on the ground with a thud.

"Poof!"

This Tanren Immortal Monarch, who was ranked twenty-first on the God List, suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood and sprinkled it all over the entire floor in front of him.

Although Zhang Yang only used less than one percent of his strength, Tan Ren Xianjun couldn't bear it at all, even if he held a quasi-divine treasure quality gossip ruler, it would be useless. Although there was no damage to the Bagua Ruler, Tan Ren Xianjun's body could no longer withstand this huge pressure, and the bones in his body were about to loosen, and his internal organs were almost displaced.

In the end, Tan Ren Xianjun was also pushed to the ground, just like Liu Eighteen just now, he couldn't move at all, and could only roar with all his might:

"I'm old... Mr. Zhang spares his life...!"

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