Chapter 363: The Battle of the Trapped Beasts?

Since he created the only move of Haimen, countless cultivation masters have been defeated by his own move, and no one can successfully get rid of it.

With this trick, Haifeng got rid of a lot of henchmen for the Wang family, and it was precisely because of this that he was able to make a name for himself in Kyoto, feared and respected by everyone.

With this move, Haifeng was confident enough to defeat it in one move, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise a smug smile.

That kind of look was a little hideous on Haifeng's wrinkled face at this time, but the person concerned didn't know it.

Zhang Yang, who was in the golden yellow mask, wanted to make a move to trap this Haifeng directly, but he didn't expect that the gap between his opponent and himself this time was really big, and Haifeng quickly realized his premeditation.

Not only that, but he also quickly prepared to attack Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang could see clearly, this time the killing intent of Haifeng's men was undoubted, even if he was under the protection of the aperture, he still felt that at this moment, with Haifeng as the center, the pervading killing intent.

In a hurry, Zhang Yang hurriedly raised his hand, mobilizing all the spiritual power in his body, and shattered the two attack waves that Haifeng was originally holding outside his light mask.

But at that moment, Zhang Yang's body trembled violently, and then you could clearly see that the corners of Zhang Yang's mouth slightly revealed a little blood.

Zhang Yang's whole face was pale, and the red seemed to be a late-night memorial, which was particularly dazzling.

Lin Yichen in the car saw all this clearly, his heart couldn't help but wrinkle suddenly, and he panicked inexplicably, he knew Haifeng's strength and ruthlessness very well.

Now looking at his posture of attacking Zhang Yang, Lin Yichen knew in his heart that Zhang Yang was more auspicious today, thinking of his first encounter with him, Zhang Yang rescued himself from the Li family who was on the verge of death, Lin Yichen looked at Zhang Yang with a rare expression of joy and gratitude.

Zhang Yang used all his spiritual power, and he could clearly feel the smell of blood surging from his chest in his mouth, permeating his mouth.

But at the thought of having a stronger opponent standing opposite him, he couldn't show a little weakness.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang suddenly felt that the spiritual power in his dantian qi sea was slightly lacking, but looking at Haifeng Zhang Yang, who was standing there and was about to attack him, was still neither humble nor arrogant, and there was still no fear on his face.

As Haifeng's old voice suddenly sounded in the air, a very violent whirlwind of spiritual power suddenly formed with Haifeng as the center, and the whirlpool in the middle became bigger and bigger.

The countless sand and gravel around were absorbed by the whirlpool, and not only that, but the wind centered on the whirlpool began to spread to the periphery little by little, and soon everyone present felt the oncoming wind, and the sand and gravel hit their faces.

Haifeng's subordinates were in a panic, and they were blown to the ground by the strong wind, and bursts of wails reached the ears of Zhang Yang and Haifeng, but the movements of Haifeng's subordinates did not weaken at all, but became more and more vigorous.

Even Lin Yichen, who was sitting in the car on the side, felt the power of the surging waves, because the window in front of his sports car had been affected by the sudden wind.

The fine sand and gravel seemed to have gained inexplicable power in the wind, and smashed directly on the car window, only to hear several loud noises, and the window of the sports car had become a spider web-like debris, hanging in the car, without a little deterrent, but it only showed the power of SITC's trick.

Everything around was very messy, and everyone gradually fell into a kind of windy veil fog, to which the gauze fog was particularly dazzling, and Haifeng stood in it as steady as ever, and now in the center of the whirlpool, the eyes that were covered by folds, inexplicably flashed with an inexplicable light.

What he paid attention to was Zhang Yang, who was guarded by the golden light shield in this veil of mist, and he really couldn't understand that a cultivator like Zhang Yang should have been defeated in his previous move, but he didn't have anything at all.

Not only that, but he still hadn't figured out what the golden aperture around Zhang Yang was, and why he could still protect Zhang Yang very steadily even in his own surging waves.

At first, he only thought that it was condensed by Zhang Yang's spiritual power, and he thought that he could successfully attack Zhang Yang as long as he broke through, but he didn't expect that even if he used all his strength, he would not be able to reduce the golden light mask by half a point.

Zhang Yang, who was between the gravel and the stones, although he was surrounded by the light shield of the Ninth World's Sole Meritorious Service, but because his strength was too different from Haifeng, even if his body was protected, he also suffered a lot of internal injuries.

With the pain in his body, Zhang Yang's face turned out to be paler, and he thought that this time Haifeng could be easily solved like the old man Hai last time, but who would have thought that he would not be able to actually touch him now.

Could it be that this is the difference in absolute strength? Zhang Yang's whole person fell into a kind of extreme silence, and he had never felt powerless since he decided to practice the Ninth World Duzun Gong.

All along, he has crushed others with absolute strength, and although the current Haifeng is far inferior to when he was a god before, he is already a master of the ultimate among the cultivators in the tunnel.

Suddenly, Zhang Yang suddenly came to his senses, he chose this path, no one can stop him, people block killing, God blocks killing God, starting from scratch, he has long been prepared like this.

Now I can't shake it, what is this Haifeng, I actually dare to be wild in front of myself, let him have a good experience, what is the end of doing it with himself.

Zhang Yang was about to swallow the blood in his mouth, and his eyes passed through the hazy and ferocious mist, and he quickly caught Haifeng standing there, ready to attack him again.

The corners of his mouth pulled out a sinister smile, and then he opened his mouth lightly and said lightly.

"Since there is a way in heaven that you don't take, then I will let you die here today......" Although every word that overflowed from his mouth was not as heavy as before, every word in it could not be refused.

Haifeng, who was standing in the whirlpool of the wind, heard Zhang Yang's words, and the corners of his mouth raised a chuckle.

Now he can finally perceive Zhang Yang's current situation, and he can clearly feel that Zhang Yang's words are a little lacking, although he is not good on the surface.

But what he can be sure of is that under his repeated attacks, Zhang Yang has now suffered very serious internal injuries, so it will cause him to have a little lack of strength in his current words.

Pricking up his ears, Haifeng could even feel Zhang Yang's breathless voice now, which made him can't help but be happy.

It seems that the young man in front of him won't last long, Haifeng sneered in his heart.

"Xiaoyou, being able to survive until now shows that your talent is very high, if you open your mouth now, you are willing to defect to my Wang family, and hand over all the scattered plains in your hands, I will definitely be merciful and let you live. ”

is slowly adjusting the aura on his body, hearing Haifeng's words, he couldn't help frowning, and his eyes also revealed a trace of disdain, it is hard to imagine that at this juncture, this Haifeng is still talking nonsense.

But Zhang Yang knew that this person was testing his own foundation, presumably he spoke just now, and this Haifeng already knew that he had suffered serious internal injuries.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang didn't respond to Haifeng's meaning at all, he didn't hear Zhang Yang's words for a long time, Haifeng thought that Zhang Yang was now seriously injured and couldn't answer himself, and the smug color on the corner of his mouth became bigger and bigger.

In order to allow Zhang Yang to die smoothly in his hands this time, Haifeng quickly mobilized the spiritual power around him.

In an instant, the hands on his chest had condensed into a white ball of light, which was different from what he had seen before, it did not lose any power in the wind, on the contrary, there was a state of jumping.

It turns out that this is another of Haifeng's nirvana, Wind and Waves, which complements each other with his words, and the only advantage of this Wind and Waves is that it can freely attack the enemy in Haifeng's Absolute Waves.

And the enemy doesn't have a little trick to parry, so he can only passively bear it, and after successfully sending the wind and waves towards Zhang Yang, Haifeng finally breathed a sigh of relief, this time Zhang Yang will definitely be crushed.

Zhang Yang, who was originally standing quietly in the golden circle of light, noticed a strange light wave bursting from Haifeng's hand towards him, and his face couldn't help but show a sneer.

Is it finally the last killing move?" Zhang Yang said silently in his heart, and then directly put his hands in front of his body, inexplicably condensed into two huge balls of light.

The ball of light was rapidly absorbing all the spiritual power that existed around it, and for a moment, the creatures that were originally agitated with the wind inexplicably flashed out many countless small points of light, and in this mist, they went straight towards the ball of light with their palms raised.

The point of light seemed to have eyes, and it didn't go anywhere, it went straight there, and in the blink of an eye, all the small points of spiritual power around it inexplicably became thin lines of light under the traction of Zhang Yang.

The whole atmosphere here, under this kind of light, actually has an inexplicable weird feeling, but Zhang Yang, as the initiator, is calm and calm, and has always maintained this state.

Unconsciously, the two balls of light held in Zhang Yang's hand gradually revealed a transparent color with the help of the small points of light that gradually condensed.

That extreme sense of purity, with an indescribable attraction, has always adhered to the eyeballs of others.

The transparent white light reflected on Zhang Yang's face, and there was an inexplicable feeling of awe, seeing Zhang Yang's behavior, Haifeng hurriedly shook off the inexplicable emotion in his head.

In the end, Zhang Yang's behavior was marked as the final battle of the trapped beasts, and he didn't pay attention to it at all, just quietly watched the attack that he was about to reach Zhang Yang, and the joy in his eyes was undoubtedly revealed.

But it's more of a ridicule, and at this time, Zhang Yang is still trying to compete with himself who is much stronger than him.

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