In the face of the joint attack of several people on the other side, Zhang Yang's face did not have the slightest expression, and his body continued to fall towards several people.

At this time, Zhang Yang fell down like a meteor towards the location of several people, extremely fast, and the wind kept crossing his ears, but he was directly ignored by Zhang Yang.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, and Zhang Yang's body fell directly on the attack of several people, and a huge roar suddenly came out in the field.

Looking at the dust and smoke in the field, even the ancient temple and others not far away couldn't help but stop their movements at this time, frowning and looking at Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang's strength is only at the peak of the God Realm, and now that he is dealing with a few Saint Realm powerhouses with his strength alone, the ancient temple is also a little worried.

If Zhang Yang hadn't gone through Niu Kai's battle before, and his soul hadn't been damaged, maybe the ancient temple wouldn't have been worried, but now, the ancient temple had to worry about Zhang Yang.

Although Zhang Yang died and had little to do with him, Gu Si didn't want Zhang Yang to die directly so soon in his heart.

After the dust and smoke in the field gradually dissipated, the ancient temple saw Zhang Yang standing alone on the ground, holding the sword in one hand, and his face was full of calm.

Looking in the direction where Zhang Yang was, I saw that the previous few people had turned into a dried corpse at this time, as if they had been sucked dry of blood.

Looking at this scene, the eyes of the ancient temple narrowed slightly, and the rest of the people couldn't help but gasp.

Just now they didn't even see how Zhang Yang killed these people, but Zhang Yang killed all of them in an instant, and such a terrifying power really shocked everyone.

Zhang Yang glanced at the few dried corpses in the field, and then slowly fell into the crowd, and the pair of eyes were a little bloodthirsty.

Wherever Zhang Yang's eyes passed, anyone who looked at Zhang Yang couldn't help but shudder, looking at Zhang Yang's eyes, they felt like they were seeing a bloodthirsty demon.

And with Zhang Yang's own strength, he can kill several masters of the Holy Realm, let alone Zhang Yang staring at them alone, I'm afraid no one will be Zhang Yang's opponent.

"It's so strong. At this time, even Xue Qian, looking at Zhang Yang's appearance, couldn't help but murmur in a low voice.

Zhang Yang's strength was somewhat unexpected by Xue Qian and others, so at this moment, Xue Qian couldn't help but look towards the ancient temple.

The ancient temple seemed to have expected Xue Qian to look towards him, and shook his head directly at Xue Qian.

Seeing the movements of the ancient temple, Xue Qianliu's eyebrows frowned slightly, but she still didn't say anything.

"It seems that this guy is really a little scary, but why did this guy from the ancient temple suddenly go to Zhang Yang, does this guy want to honor Zhang Yang's strength to help him improve the status of the family?"

However, at this moment, Ji Feng's complexion did not have the stupid appearance before, but flashed a little bit of fine light, obviously, Ji Feng was not as innocent as he appeared.

Zhang Yang didn't pay attention to what others thought of him, after just killing those few Saint Realm masters, Zhang Yang could obviously feel the terrifying power faintly coming from the Shocking Sword.

As long as the Sword of Shock continues to absorb the blood of others, then the Sword of Shock will become more powerful, as for what it will become in the future, Zhang Yang does not know, but now, Zhang Yang knows that he can't use the Spirit of Devouring in front of others, in this way, then Zhang Yang doesn't mind using the Sword of Shock.

Although the Sword of Shock is still a little far from the Spirit of Devouring, the Sword of Shock is a weapon that can grow, and if it grows in the future, it may not be worse than the Spirit of Devouring.

"It's you!" Zhang Yang's eyes moved, and his gaze fell directly on a middle-aged man not far away, this middle-aged man's strength was in the late stage of the Holy Realm, and he was alone on the verge of battle, so it was quite suitable for Zhang Yang.

If it can make the Thrilling Sword stronger, then Zhang Yang doesn't mind killing some more people here, after all, in addition to this, if Zhang Yang wants to kill some Saint Realm powerhouses next, it will not be so easy.

Anyway, Zhang Yang is not popular in Los Angeles now, since this is the case, Zhang Yang directly does not think about these consequences, and it is right to kill a few more people at this time.

Immediately, Zhang Yang slowly walked towards the middle-aged man step by step, this middle-aged man was originally dealing with a guy in the middle of the Holy Realm, just to avoid getting involved in the big chaos, so he almost always kept his strength, pretending that the two were equal, only in this way, then his team would not blame him for anything.

At this time, just as the middle-aged man slashed open the young man in front of him with a knife, the middle-aged man and the other party both took a few steps back, their faces flushed a little.

But before he could react, suddenly, the middle-aged man only saw a cold light flashing in front of the young man opposite, and the next moment, Zhang Yang's figure was standing directly in front of the young man, and the sword in his hand was completely slashed towards the young man's neck.

The young man looked at Zhang Yang's movements, and his eyes suddenly showed a bit of shock, but before he could make a move, suddenly, the young man felt that his body was imprisoned, and then watched Zhang Yang's shocking sword fall on his neck.

"Brush!" A slight voice sounded, Zhang Yang held the Shocking Sword, and directly cut off the opponent's neck with a sword, and the next moment, the middle-aged man was shocked to see that the Shocking Sword in Zhang Yang's hand began to frantically suck up the blood on the other party's body little by little.

In the blink of an eye, the young man's body directly turned into a dried corpse, looking at this scene, the middle-aged man couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and his face was a little frightened.

"Multi-...... Thank you......" The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment before he said to Zhang Yang.

As the middle-aged man's words fell, Zhang Yang slowly turned around, and when his eyes fell on the middle-aged man's body, the middle-aged man's body couldn't help but shudder.

"Don't thank me, because I didn't intend to help you, and I want you to help me. Zhang Yang said calmly to the middle-aged man.

Just after listening to Zhang Yang's words, the middle-aged man hadn't reacted yet, but then, the middle-aged man seemed to have thought of something, and his face suddenly couldn't help but rise a little anger and horror, staring at Zhang Yang and saying loudly: "You want to use our blood to improve your weapons!"

"Yes, so are you ready to die now?" Zhang Yang looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and said indifferently.

"You ......" The middle-aged man's words were not finished, and the next moment, Zhang Yang came to the middle-aged man, and the sword in his hand slashed directly at the middle-aged man.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man was shocked, and hurriedly waved the weapon in his hand to block Zhang Yang's sword.

Under the collision of the two weapons, sparks were directly drawn in the air, and Zhang Yang's calm face for this scene flashed a little irony.

With a slight loosening of his hands, the Shocking Sword instantly came out of his hand, and where the tip of the sword was pointed, there was a cold aura of Dawson.

Seeing that the Shocking Sword was out of Zhang Yang's control and attacked him, the middle-aged man's face instantly turned a little pale.

In this way, he not only has to face Zhang Yang's Shocking Sword, but also needs to consider Zhang Yang's own attack, after all, Zhang Yang used his own strength to easily kill Niu Kai, let alone a small character like him.

A powerhouse in the late stage of the Holy Realm, facing a person in the late stage of the Divine Realm, is so jealous, I am afraid that no one will believe this matter.

However, all this in front of him did happen, and no one in the field would regard Zhang Yang as a real peak powerhouse of the God Realm.

"This guy, his strength is obviously not at the peak of his nerves, but he can kill the master of the Holy Realm in seconds, I am afraid that when his strength enters the Holy Realm, it will be even more terrifying at that time. Feng Han, who was outside the square, looked at the situation on Zhang Yang's side, she didn't have the slightest worry, but muttered with some emotion.

"Zhang Gongzi, the blood-colored long sword ...... in his hand" The elf girl standing next to Feng Han couldn't help but say with some worry when she looked at Zhang Yang's appearance at this time.

After all, she is a member of the elf clan, so she is born with an extraordinary feeling for these things, and her intuition tells her that the Shocking Sword in Zhang Yang's hand makes her a little disliked, and it can even be said to be a little terrifying.

"You don't have to worry about him, I think he should be very clear about this, since he did this, then it means that this guy has the bottom of his heart!" Feng Han said to the girl indifferently.

In the field, the Thrilling Sword came directly to the other party's chest with Zhang Yang's mind, and just when the middle-aged man was about to make a move, Zhang Yang secretly operated the power of the law of space.

At this moment, the middle-aged man's body was just a moment of hesitation, and the Shocking Sword pierced directly into his body, feeling a burst of sharp pain in his chest, the middle-aged man lowered his head and glanced at it, and then his eyes were full of horror, staring at Zhang Yang.

"Zhang Yang...... Even if you destroy my body, if one day I am reborn in the future, I will never let you go!" the middle-aged man stared at Zhang Yang and roared in a low voice with endless hatred.