Thundered!

Just as Zhang Yang and Chang'e didn't leave, where they just now, there was a bang. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Chang'e let go of her hands and stood in the air, looking at the place where she and Chang'e were in retreat, the ban was torn, and at this time it had turned into a big pit with black smoke, and there were thunder and lightning flashes in the pit.

Zhang Yang's face was ugly for a while, but fortunately he escaped in time, he had to be injured to be responsible, who was attacking him? Zhang Yang looked in all directions with a gloomy face.

At a glance, I saw that not far away, there was a young man in a purple robe, with a face like a crown of jade, his whole body exuding the breath of a great Luo Immortal, a purple unicorn under his crotch, and on the two horns on the top of the unicorn's head, electric sparks flickered non-stop.

Seeing Zhang Yang and Chang'e dodging the attack of the heavenly thunder, the purple-robed young man was stunned, but he was soon attracted by Chang'e's beauty, and his eyes showed a burning color, completely ignoring Zhang Yang's existence.

"You attacked us?"

Zhang Yang looked at the young man wearing a purple robe and riding a purple unicorn, his face was gloomy, and he said coldly, and then saw him looking at Chang'e's gaze, unscrupulous, aggressive, and possessive, which made Chang'e even more unhappy.

"I didn't expect that there is such a beauty in the world, wonderful, wonderful!"

The young man riding the purple unicorn, as if he hadn't heard Zhang Yang's words, still stared at Chang'e unscrupulously, the possessiveness in his eyes became even stronger, and he nodded his head again and again.

That's not all, but the next scene, so that the susceptible nose was crooked.

"In Xiamugong, living in East Kunlun, dare to ask the name of the fairy?"

The young man riding the purple unicorn arched his hand very gentlemanly, and Chang'e showed a charming smile the most.

"Digging into the wall? Actually dug into yourself? ”

Zhang Yang's eyes were cold, his fists were clenched, he looked at the little white face in front of him, snorted coldly, directly blocked in front of Chang'e, and said, "What are you?" Do you deserve to know my wife's name? ”

Chang'e is Zhang Yang's hard work, after life and death, before he caught up in his hand, he didn't do anything, he actually ran out of a horizontal knife to snatch love, which made him angry.

Chang'e looked at Zhang Yang's face as black as a potsticker, covered her mouth and smiled, she knew that Zhang Yang was jealous, her big eyes were crooked, she didn't speak, and watched how Zhang Yang dealt with the things in front of her.

"Who are you? Is it rude? ”

Mu Gong looked at Zhang Yang blocking Chang'e, his sword eyebrows furrowed, his face showed displeasure, and when he heard Zhang Yang's words again, he felt even more unhappy, and said coldly.

"It was a sneak attack on us, but instead we beat us up, saying that we are so rude, we have seen shameless, I have never seen you so shameless, hurry up and kneel down with me to admit your mistakes, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind!"

Zhang Yang was very angry by Mu Gong's words, so when he spoke, he was not polite, with anger in his eyes.

"Kneel down and admit your mistakes, what a big breath, I want to see, how did you make me kneel down and admit my mistakes?"

Mu Gong's face also sank, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes, with his identity, someone actually said such things in front of him, which made him a little unbearable.

The strange light in his hand flickered, and a purple crutch appeared in his hand, and the crutch flashed purple, exuding a powerful aura, and it was a superb innate spirit treasure.

"Now get down and kowtow to admit my mistakes, I can not blame the past and give you a happy death."

Mu Gong held the Purple Pole Heavenly Thunder Crutch in his hand, and a powerful aura erupted from his body, looking down at this Zhang Yang, revealing a lofty posture, and said indifferently.

Although he couldn't see Zhang Yang's cultivation, he didn't think Zhang Yang was powerful, because he knew all the top masters in the wilderness, not to mention that Zhang Yang's breath was flat, not like a master, he was full of confidence in dealing with Zhang Yang.

"A lot of people said the same thing to me, and they all died."

The corners of Zhang Yang's eyes said coldly, what he was most unaccustomed to was that he was born with a high look, looking down on others, as if he was so great and how noble his identity was.

"Don't make mistakes, it's not easy to cultivate, kowtow and admit your mistakes, and give you a chance to mend your ways."

Mu Gong snorted coldly, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, if it weren't for Chang'e watching from the side, he wanted Chang'e to leave a gentleman's generous and beautiful side, otherwise he would have killed the bastard in front of him, and he was arrogant there.

"That's a lot of nonsense, come and see your dog!" Zhang Yang's face was indifferent, and his eyes were cold.

"Okay, good, it was originally for the sake of the face of the fairy that you are very thick, to give you a chance, since you don't cherish it, toast and don't eat and drink, I will fulfill you today, and I will let you know what it means to offend me!"

Mu Gong's heart was also burning with anger, and he said three good in a row, his eyes were cold, looking at Zhang Yang as if he were looking at the dead, with a wave of his big hand, a purple thunder went straight to Zhang Yang.

Purple steam, lightning and thunder, a destructive power of heavenly thunder emanated from the purple heavenly thunder, causing the wind and clouds to change color, and the thunder and lightning that communicated the heavens and the earth echoed, and bursts of electric sparks appeared in the sky from time to time, illuminating the sky.

"That's a lot of nonsense, come here, let me cut off your dog's head."

Zhang Yang snorted coldly, looking at the purple sky thunder flying over, it was not much and bad, so he watched the purple sky thunder fly towards him.

"Why are you standing there? Why don't you fight back? ”

Chang'e, who was in the back, saw the purple thunder attacking, and the powerful aura made her face pale, she was a golden immortal, where could she withstand the momentum of Da Luo Xian's attack, her body trembled a little, but he saw that Zhang Yang was already motionless, not fighting back, not defending, his heart was very anxious, and he hurriedly reminded him.

"Look for death!"

The corners of Mu Gong's mouth showed mockery, his purple pole heavenly thunder, that is the supreme strength to the yang, containing a trace of innate purple qi, shattering all things, indestructible, without the top-level innate spirit treasure protection, Da Luo Immortal will have to die if he encounters it.

"It's okay, it's just a little thunder, and it can't hurt me."

Zhang Yang turned around and smiled lightly at Chang'e, gave her a reassuring look, and said lightly with strong confidence on his face.

Thundered!

The Purple Pole Heavenly Thunder had already reached a distance of less than one meter from Zhang Yang, and a powerful aura of destruction rushed to his face, causing Zhang Yang's whole body to be dressed in hunting and his long hair to fly.

Chang'e couldn't stand the breath of this purple thunder, so she had already hid far away, looking at Zhang Yang from a distance, and seeing that the purple thunder had come to Zhang Yang's side, he didn't react, and was so anxious that he stomped his feet.

At this time, Zhang Yang made a move.

Looking at the Ziji Heavenly Thunder less than a meter in front of him, Zhang Yang's eyes were indifferent, as if it was not him who was attacking, he stretched out his hand casually, and a Taiji Bagua diagram in his hand rotated, directly meeting the Ziji Heavenly Thunder.

"Hmph, idiot, dare to pick up my purple pole heavenly thunder with bare hands, it really shows that he has a long life, and he thought he had a lot of ability, it turned out to be a straw bag."

Mu Gong shook his head, his eyes were full of contempt, looking at Zhang Yang and sneering, just like looking at a dead person, the purple pole heavenly thunder even the dragon clan did not dare to resist, let alone an ordinary monk.

"This ......"

Chang'e's face was ugly, she thought that Zhang Yang would take out the best innate spirit treasure Pure World White Lotus Talisman, but she didn't expect him to block the Purple Pole Heavenly Thunder with her bare hands, she had already felt a bloody picture, and closed her eyes in pain.

But the next scene made the face of the prince of the east froze, his eyes were wide, he could hardly believe his eyes, and his face was ugly at the same time.

The sound of the explosion in her mind did not appear, Chang'e pressed her eyes tightly, but there was a familiar indifferent voice in her ears, and there was a hint of mockery and banter in her voice.

"This is a soft thunderstorm, and it is taken out to scare people! Do you think I'm a three-year-old? ”

Chang'e didn't know why, opened her eyes, and happened to see a rotating Tai Chi Bagua diagram in Zhang Yang's hand, and her heavenly thunder disappeared, as if it had never appeared, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, it's okay.

"Purple Pole Heavenly Thunder is soft?"

Mu Gong almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, has anyone ever seen that thunder and lightning are soft? What's more, his heavenly thunder contains a trace of destructive power, and if he is furious, he doesn't want it, and it scares people? Who has ever seen the power of destruction scare people?

"With this attack method, you dare to take it out to be embarrassing, you just have to work hard to kill chickens with your attack methods, and you still want to kill me? Sorry you are a little bit out of your mouth? ”

Zhang Yang still didn't give up, the Taiji Bagua Diagram in his hand rotated, and while constantly wearing out the purple pole heavenly thunder inside, he looked at Mu Gong with a mocking look.

"I....you...... Burst! Mu Gong pointed at Zhang Yang, his face was innocent, and finally spit out a mouthful of old blood. (To be continued.) )