Chapter 132: The Blade of Space

"Hulu Dao people, suffer death!"

Gonggong's whole body was churning, and he came to Zhang Yang in one step, and fell with a punch, with the intention of breaking through the void and freezing everything, and fell fiercely towards Zhang Yang. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"It's over, it's over....."

Watching Gonggong's punch fall, and then looking at the four ancestral witches around her, Chang'e showed a look of despair, Gonggong and Dijiang they can't deal with it, they can't escape, not to mention that now there are three more ancestral witches, none of them are worse than Gonggong.

Her delicate body trembled, her snow-white face was as pale as jade, she looked up at Zhang Yang, tears flowed down again unconsciously, and she said in a trembling voice: "Hulu Daoist, I hurt you!" Leave me alone, I'll help you block you, you can run away....."

"What did you say? How could I see you die!"

Zhang Yang's body shook, moved out sideways, dodged the punch of Gonggong, and glared at Chang'e angrily and said.

"However, if you hadn't saved me, you wouldn't be in the current crisis!"

Chang'e shook her head, her voice was full of crying, the more she thought about her, the more she regretted it, and finally gritted her teeth and said, "You let go of me, you run away quickly!" With your supernatural powers, you will definitely be able to escape, if we are together, none of us will survive! ”

Thundered!

Gonggong's punch struck again, causing the void to shake, and the cold air overflowed, causing the surrounding air to condense into ice chips and fall from the sky.

"Who said we were going to die!"

Zhang Yangzhao slapped Chang'e's buttocks, glared at her angrily and said, "I haven't married you yet, I don't want to die yet, besides, with these stupid big guys, I can't help me!" ”

"When is it, it's still kidding!"

Chang'e shook her head with tears in her eyes, she didn't believe what Zhang Yang said at all, if Zhang Yang really had a way, she should have escaped with her a long time ago, and she would not be surrounded and beaten by five ancestral witches.

Zhang Yang hugged her, watched Gonggong attack with a fierce punch, moved again, dodged his attack, looked at Chang'e and said, "Where am I joking, what I said is true!" ”

After chatting with Zhang Yang for a few words, Chang'e's fear and fear dissipated a lot, and she couldn't live anyway, looking up at Zhang Yang's confident face, she thought to herself: "It's not bad to be able to die with him!" ”

"Hulu Dao people are honestly hiding like this, and there is no way to go on like this!"

Di Jiang watched Gonggong attack seven or eight times in a row, but they were all dodged by Zhang Yang, he frowned, he knew that if he continued like this, he would not be able to kill the Hulu Daoist in a hundred years.

"Hulu Daoist, you are still not a man, you know how to hide, and you have the ability to fight with me."

The repeated attacks failed, making Gonggong so angry that smoke rose from his head, and he screamed at Zhang Yang, his eyes were red, and he could almost breathe fire.

"Whether I'm a man or not, I don't need you to say!"

For the co-worker's radical method, Zhang Yang was not fooled at all, with a sneer on his face, fist-to-fist with the Wu clan, unless he had water in his head.

"Zhu Rong, Zhu Rong, Ju Mang, we attack him with supernatural powers!"

Di Jiang saw that the agitation method did not work, he pondered for a moment, and said to Zhu Rong with a calm face, and the three of them nodded.

The flames on Zhu Rong's body were boiling, the boundless scorching power, with the domineering intention of burning all things, he flicked his fingers, and a Zhu Rong divine fire flew out, like a fire dragon flying into the sky, with boundless heat, straight to Zhang Yang.

There was a boundless autumn coolness on the mountain, and a feeling of joy and sadness continued to slowly condense into a sickle on his body, sliding towards Zhang Yang with the breath of harvest fate.

Jumang is in charge of the grass and trees in the world, and has absolute control over the spirit of the grass and trees, and in the thought of life and death, he waved his big hand, a little vigorous, with gray green mang, with the breath of life and death, and rushed to Zhang Yang.

Di Jiang was not idle, he took out his strongest supernatural power, grabbed it with his big hand, and a trace of space power slowly condensed in his hand, slowly condensed into a flying knife, turned into a space blade, and his heart moved, the space blade locked Zhang Yang, disappeared in an instant, integrated into the space, and killed Zhang Yang.

The fire on Zhu Rong's body is boiling, and the divine fire is like a dragon burning the sky.

The autumn is cool on the surface of the body, and he is the strongest in the fruit of all things.

The grass and trees in the world are prosperous and withered, just because he is the god of spring.

Dijiang's supernatural powers are not idle, and the blade of space hides first.

With the release of Di Jiang, Zhu Rong, Ju Mang, and the four of them, Zhang Yang felt his eyelids beating violently, and the strong crisis in the dark made his heart tremble.

"Ninety-nine Scattered Soul Gourd, out!"

Without thinking about it, Zhang Yang directly sacrificed the Ninety-Nine Scattered Soul Gourd, the gourd mouth automatically opened, and a red sand flew out, with a red glow in the sky, directly meeting the Gonggong who attacked again with his fist.

"What's that?"

Slowly attacking the red sand in the sky, Gonggong did not dodge or dodge, and the blue light directly appeared all over his body, and the blue light on his fist was even better, he roared angrily and punched the air in front of him.

Boom Boom!

With a loud bang, the void exploded, and a huge air flow instantly flew out the flying red sand, and the co-workers strode forward, their faces were hideous, and they swung their fists again.

At this time, the magic powers of Dijiang, Zhurong, Beishui, and Jumang, one step ahead of him, attacked Zhang Yang, turned into four torrents, and surrounded Zhang Yang in the middle from all directions, with a thick killing intention.

Zhang Yang was not in a hurry, his face was calm and calm, without the slightest panic, his heart moved, and a suction force suddenly appeared in the Jiujiu Scattered Soul Gourd, locking the Zhurong Divine Fire, the Autumn Harvest Scythe, and the breath of life and death.

The gourd shook, like a long whale sucking water, instantly sucking the three attacks into the gourd.

Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and his heart was a little depressed, how could the four ancestral witches only have three attacks and the other one, but at this moment, Chang'e in his arms suddenly exclaimed.

"Be careful!"

Zhang Yang was shocked, and before he could react, Chang'e suddenly burst into silver light, and instantly broke free from his embrace, and a silver white belt was sacrificed by her, blocking Zhang Yang's oblique front.

At the moment when Chang'e sacrificed the immortal belt, in front of her void, a transparent blade silently appeared, which was the spatial blade of Dijiang.

Burst!

The spatial blade directly ignored the innate spirit treasure binding immortal belt, passed through, and directly stabbed into Chang'e's body.

"No ........"

Zhang Yang saw it really clearly, seeing Chang'e in front of him, the spatial blade stabbed into her body fiercely, and Zhang Yang let out a heart-rending roar.

rushed over frantically, hugged Chang'e, looked at her pale face, Zhang Yang felt a faint tremor in his heart, and hurriedly checked her body.

Looking at this, a huge spatial force in Chang'e's body is expanding in Chang'e's body, rapidly covering her entire body, and constantly spreading to Chang'e's sea of consciousness, faintly exploding........

"Shapeshift!"

Zhang Yang's face changed greatly, and the Refining Heaven and Earth Sutra was running frantically, and she hurriedly performed the method of shifting and transposing in the Heaven and Earth Sutra, and the divine patterns continued to enter her body, imprinted on the wall of space in Chang'e's body.

"Hulu Daoist, you are so lucky, the spatial blade was actually dodged by you!"

Di Jiang's face was gloomy for a while, and the spatial blade that he had worked so hard to condense was actually blocked by Chang'e, which he never expected.

At the same time, there is a trace of helplessness, when his spatial blade can't be used as he wants now, he will have to wait a year before he can use it, otherwise he would have used it a long time ago, and he would not have waited until now.

"Hmph, Hulu Dao person, I like to look at your painful expression, if you are hit by the blade of space, within a hundred breaths, you will die due to the expansion of space, and finally explode and turn into fragments in the sky!"

However, although he didn't kill Zhang Yang, he felt a lot more comfortable when he saw Zhang Yang's painful expression, and he couldn't attack the enemy, which made him extremely painful, and he was still happy to see it.

"Haha, Hulu Daoist, you also have today, you give me your life!"

The co-workers here saw that Zhang Yang was desperately trying his best to heal Chang'e, and the co-workers felt that the opportunity had come, he couldn't beat Zhang Yang, and his heart was already aggrieved........ (To be continued.) )