Chapter 1145: Treat me as an immortal powerhouse, and I am willing to slaughter all your enemies for you
You must know that he is only a disciple in the early stage of the ninth layer of Qi cultivation!
How many Tianjiao, who has the qualifications above the middle grade Dao body, do not dare to take that step easily even if he reaches the perfection of Qi training.
It's like the forest of the Ancient Yuan Sect!
forcibly suppressed cultivation, and had already stepped into consummation as early as seven or eight years ago, and it was not because he was not sure that he had not crossed the tribulation.
Of course, a large part of Huasheng's somewhat morbid psychology is because he is just an ordinary foundation-building monk.
Although he used to be a medium Dao body, he had already injured his foundation after he failed to build a perfect foundation and was lucky enough to be saved by the masters in the door.
Therefore, he can only linger in the early stage of foundation building now.
Yang Yan seemed to hear Huasheng's unwilling voice, glanced in his direction from afar, and smiled lightly.
It was small, but it was loud enough for him to hear from miles away.
"This move is called Feng Break! It is taken from your senior brother of the inner door who has gone crazy, Ouyang Feng!"
After Hua Sheng heard this, he gritted his teeth almost word by word and popped out these words from between his teeth:
"I, look, you, how, die!"
After Ouyang Feng assassinated Yang Yan, he was thrown to the Punishment Hall by Gu Yuanzong.
Ouyang Feng naturally refused to say anything.
There was no way, the elders of the Punishment Hall directly conducted a soul search, and it turned out that as soon as the soul search was conducted, a forbidden technique placed on Ouyang Feng's body was automatically inspired.
The two immediately fought with Ouyang Feng's head as the main battlefield.
The consequence was that Gu Yuan Sect didn't get any valuable information, and Ouyang Feng was really crazy, and he was sent back by Gu Yuan Sect.
An authentic sect can be regarded as sending out an elite disciple for nothing.
When the second thunder tribulation fell, Yang Yan repeated the first scene again.
Head-on, he waved the starry night in his hand and struck a sharp blow, and actually split the heavenly thunder into two.
The heavenly thunder that turned into two paths still wanted to turn around and sweep towards Yang Yan, but unfortunately it was broken into dozens of knots by Yang Yan almost instantly, and finally all of them dissipated in the air.
The third, fourth, fifth......
Twenty-one in total!
Seeing that Yang Yan had once again cracked a heavenly thunder with a shattered sky, the people of the Authentic Sect finally showed a look of panic.
Huasheng began to get agitated, began to be restless, and began to become unconfident.
At this moment, he suddenly summoned the spirit sword, held it in his hand, and then led people to rush towards the people of the Gu Yuan Sect, and roared angrily: "Kill them all for me first, and leave no trouble!"
"Kill !!"
On the other side, the people of the Gu Yuan Sect who had already prepared counterattacked and followed.
Lin Zimu led nine people to form a sword formation to stop one person, and the two archdeacons barely dragged four people.
But they were suppressed to the death, and for a moment they were in danger.
"Twenty-second!"
"Broken!!"
"Twenty-third!"
"Slash!!"
"Twenty-fourth!"
"Extinguish!!"
"Twenty-fifth!"
"Nakshatra Swordsmanship!!"
“……”
The battle situation was in a white-hot situation, and no one had time to pay attention to the situation of Yang Yan's side at this time.
Even Huasheng is.
He had to do his best to kill the two archdeacons in front of him who were trying to delay as much time as possible.
If you keep it for a long time, there will be a leak.
What's more, the strength of the two sides is not equal.
An archdeacon who was tired was careless, or because he was unable to do it, after revealing a big flaw, he was slashed by Huasheng with a sword!
The spirit treasure in the archdeacon's hand was directly powerless to fall off, and Hua Sheng broke away from the battle group with a hideous look, and rushed to the ground with the detached archdeacon.
Three swords!
He struck three swords at the archdeacon, who had no power to resist.
The first sword, the shield of the archdeacon, was breached.
He reluctantly raised his head in the air, looked in the direction of Yang Yan and smiled.
In any case, in his life, he finally pursued immortality, although he did not succeed.
He finally did something that he thought was earth-shattering, even if he didn't have a chance to see the future again.
It's worth it......
"Lao Peng!!"
Another archdeacon went crazy and tried to save him, but was stopped by two other demons.
"Archdeacon!"
"No, senior brother, save the archdeacon!"
There are disciples whose eyes are red.
Among the same sects, the elders are not the teachers of each disciple, but the deacons usually have the most contact with their disciples.
The two can also be regarded as a teacher and a friend.
Now that a disciple has seen the archdeacon he is familiar with being killed, who can stop the anger in his heart?!
I just hate that I can't kill the enemy immediately, even if I choose to fight with the same end.
However, it was already clearly too late.
Moreover, it was impossible for those disciples to rush out of the sword formation without authorization.
In that case, the forest will not allow it.
Among them, Lin Zimu should be the calmest person.
He forced himself not to turn his head to look at Huasheng's last sword.
Treat me as the mighty man of the world, and I will slaughter all your enemies for you.
The third sword!
These three swords are obviously faster than one sword, but in the eyes of everyone, the three swords are clearly slower than the other.
But that's just an illusion that they don't want to believe the facts.
In a short period of time, Huasheng's third sword slashed at the archdeacon who was still falling in mid-air.
The archdeacon did not resist, or rather, he did not have the power to resist at all
"Die! hahaha! all have to die! all have to die......"
Huasheng opened his mouth, and laughed unbridledly.
The two eyes were slightly narrowed, with a playful look.
Thorn -
Even if the physical strength of a cultivator is far better than that of ordinary people, under the power of the spiritual treasure, it is like a mortal.
"Bang!"
It's like a balloon that has been punctured, and it explodes violently.
The body of the archdeacon was split in two by Huasheng!
After that, it turned into a rain of blood and fell one after another!
This person didn't even have a corpse left.
"An authentic brute!, my Gu Yuan Sect will one day destroy you!!"
The other archdeacon felt a rush of blood rush over his head, and he almost fainted.
It's a pity that this loud shout can't change his current situation.
Three black-clothed men in the foundation building period, plus a snake demon, how can he stop it?!
Hua Sheng looked at him, a bright smile appeared in the corner of his eyes, touched his head and said:
"It seems that the Gu Yuan Sect will not have this opportunity. And you, it looks like you're dying!"
After Hua Sheng deliberately said a strange word, he turned into a streamer and rushed over.
He held the spirit treasure in his hand, and a thick killing color appeared on his face.
Today, all the people present in the Gu Yuan Sect must die!
Not a single one is left.
Thundered!
Whining......
A thunderclap in the distance brought everyone's movements to a halt.
Even Huasheng inevitably raised his head with a look of horror.
It turned out that the thunder was actually emitted when the last heavenly thunder of the Heavenly Tribulation was destroyed.
It's like someone is crying!
Everyone clearly noticed that although the thundercloud on Yang Yan's head was still there, there was no thunder light brewing in it.
In other words, the three or nine heavenly tribulations that Yang Yan crossed have stopped!
The earth-shattering thunder just now was emitted after the last thunder tribulation was extinguished by Yang Yan.
There is even a hint of sorrow!
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