Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Djinn

Tear the heavens!

There were two rays of light on the surface of Yang Yuanhao's palm, which was the second meridian in his palm to exert the heaven-tearing hand. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoWith Yang Yuanhao's cultivation and physical body at this time, it is not easy to open up the second meridian. And when the second meridian is opened, the power of the Heaven Tearing Hand will be doubled! Rumble! Yang Yuanhao's body agitated, and his vitality burst out, and then rushed towards one of the meridians in his palm.

Click!

It seemed that something was broken, and I saw that a thinner meridian on his palm, which was originally a little blocked, was flowing smoothly at this time.

The second meridian, open up!

"Tear the Heavens!"

Yang Yuanhao shouted in his heart, and with a push of his handprint, a white giant hand appeared next to his arm. The giant hand appeared, and the qi of heaven and earth around it actually disappeared, showing a vacuum state, and the void in that place was clearly cracked, but it did not fall for a long time. The fingers of the giant hand bend and turn the palm into a fist. Yang Yuanhao's body rushed forward, and he punched Ma Liandi's "Juque".

Rumble!

Bang!

Juque roared, and the giant fist turned into a sky-tearing hand was also a punch to meet it. Bursts of "mist" rose from the collision of the two, and it was because of the powerful force that evaporated the qi of heaven and earth.

Boom!

The fist and sword collide and immediately separate, and then face each other again. The confrontation between the Heaven Tearing Hand and the Juque resounded like thunder in this world, provoking everyone who was fighting was amazed.

"That is, that weakest boy, his body is so strong!" "Yes! What kind of meta-technique is that white giant fist? It's comparable to Juque! ”

"This boy is not as weak as he seems!"

“……”

Xi Mingzhi was silent, just silently looking at Yang Yuanhao, who was wielding a giant fist and fighting against the giant sword. And Murong Fang is phoenix-eyed angry eruption, like a tigress who has become angry.

"Brother Ma Lian, you are a bad breed, the old lady said that you would protect this kid, but you dare to go against the old lady's wishes." Her voice was sharp, her tone was unrelenting, and her figure suddenly disappeared from its place.

Bang!

Of course, Ma Liandi, who was fighting fiercely, didn't hear Murong Fang's words, and even if he did, he wouldn't let go of the "prey" in his hand at this time.

"Hey, that's a good boy! I was able to regret my huge gap, but this is only the beginning! ”

Ma Liandi's eyes condensed, and after his arm swung again and collided with the Sky Tearing Hand, he threw the giant sword into the sky, and then the handprint moved, and wisps of earthy yellow "thin lines" flew out of his palm, coiled on the giant que, and then merged. The giant gate hung in the air and did not fall, and when those "thin lines" gradually coiled and merged behind the giant sword, the handle of the giant sword could be found with the naked eye being held by a big hand, and when he looked up, he saw a huge yellow figure already appearing.

The yellow giant was faceless, his head was covered with "lumps", his huge body was wearing a suit of armor, and a tail was wagging behind him.

Roar!

The giant picked up the giant que, carried it on his shoulder, and let out an ugly roar at Yang Yuanhao with his faceless head, stabbing people's eardrums.

"Brother Ma Lian, you bastard, your strength is so much stronger than him, and you even use the 'giant spirit' so shamelessly." Murong Fang's figure appeared suddenly, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her face was obviously angry. Her slender hands slowly clasped together, and a "water wave" appeared to wrap her embroidered fist.

Buzzing.

The "water waves" rippled in her fist, and ripples that could be found with the naked eye spread out from her fist. Murong Fang kicked his feet and came directly in front of Ma Liandi at lightning speed, but before Ma Liandi could even use his handprint, he saw a "water ball" smashed into his face. His face was shocked, and he slid into the void under his feet, hurriedly dodging. But no matter how he dodged, Murong Fang still followed. His face was ruthless, and his handprints were moving.

Roar!

The "Giant Spirit" roared again, carrying the giant que and rushing forward, seeing that its purpose was not Murong Fang, who attacked Ma Liandi, but Yang Yuanhao, whose face was gradually pale.

"Damn it!"

Murong Fang was furious. But the fist in his hand did not stop, and directly smashed Ma Liandi's seemingly honest face. Bang! At the same time, the speed of the giant spirit also increased suddenly, and the giant que swung down, hitting Yang Yuanhao's head.

Rumble!

The void trembled, layers cracked, the void was full of pitch black, and the vitality turned into puffs of smoke, obscuring everyone's sight, making everyone can't help but stretch their necks to know the outcome of that battle.

Call~

Suddenly, a gust of wind passed, and a place of smoke dispersed, revealing a shadow, it was Murong Fang. Her face was gloomy, and she was carrying a figure in her hand, which was Ma Liandi. Murong Fang stared at the depths of the smoke, and couldn't help but be a little worried about Yang Yuanhao in her heart, although she knocked down Ma Liandi at a critical moment, I am afraid that the "giant spirit" will not dissipate because of this. She threw Ma Liandi, who didn't know whether she was alive or dead, on a mountain peak, and her eyes did not take off the smoke that was slowly dispersing for a moment.

Time passed, and everyone quietly stared at the already faint cloud of smoke, and no one cared about the few clouds of light at this time, because they wanted to know what happened to the young man?!

Burst!

A voice broke the silence, a streak of blood erupted from the smoke, and a long, slender black figure was revealed. Yang Yuanhao's face was defeated at this time, there was a crack in the center of his eyebrows, blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth, the black clothes were already in his dark clothes, his arms were trembling, they were already twisted, and red blood was dripping down his arms.

"He's resisting ......"

"That young man actually resisted Ma Liandi's giant spirit!"

"Sure enough, anyone who can come here is not to be underestimated!"

“……”

Suddenly, there was a lot of discussion.

Woohoo! Two figures flew out of the crowd. Xi Mingzhi and Murong Fang flew towards Yang Yuanhao at almost the same time, but his speed was much worse than Murong Fang.

"It's okay!" Murong Fang's voice was soft, and he put his slender hand behind Yang Yuanhao's back, and gently crossed his vitality towards him. Yang Yuanhao glanced at the woman beside him with difficulty and laughed silently. Xi Mingzhi also came to his side and handed out a pill. Yang Yuanhao took it orally, and the Yuan Spirit in his body was refined.

"Give me the token you want." Murong Fang and Xi Mingzhi helped Yang Yuanhao, landed on a high mountain, and after putting him down, he spoke. Yang Yuanhao glanced at Murong Fang, he didn't shirk it, he had self-knowledge, instead of risking death to snatch the token, it was better to rely on this strong woman.

"Huh?" He turned his head and looked in one direction, his gaze condensed, and gradually became colder. It was also a mountain peak, Ma Liandi stood up with difficulty, and with a move of his palm, Juque flew and landed on his palm, and he put it back on his back. When he looked at Yang Yuanhao, the contempt in his eyes was clearly visible.