Chapter 132 Zhantian Nine Styles

Less than 10,000 miles away from the Gonggong tribe, there were three people standing, and one was lying on the ground, it was Zhang Yang, Zhu Rongmu, and three Gonggong. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

Zhang Yang and Gonggong are opposite each other, and each other's eyes are boiling with war, one is the ancestral witch who fights the heavens and the earth, and the other is the swordsman who cuts through the thorns and waves.

Looking at Zhang Yang, Gonggong killed Teng, and said in a cold voice: "Hulu Dao people, you actually killed my Wu clan, it's unforgivable, since you hit this place in the sky, then don't leave." ”

"Hulu Dao people, there are co-workers and ancestors. You're finished! Zhu Rongmu looked at Zhang Yang's eyes and said hatefully.

The loss of Zhu Rong's divine fire caused Zhu Rongmu's origin to be greatly damaged, and his cultivation was regressed, which made his hatred for Zhang Yang reach its peak, and he couldn't wait to eat his flesh and drink his blood.

"Who are you?"

Zhang Yang sneered, looked at the co-worker and said unceremoniously: "If you say you won't let you go, you won't leave, who do you think you are?" Sage? Or Daozu? ”

"Although I am not a saint or a Dao ancestor, I can still deal with you with a small big Luo Immortal."

Gonggong showed a proud look, he is a witch clan, and he is transformed by the essence and blood of Pangu, he is full of confidence in himself, and dealing with a big Luo Immortal is as simple as chopping melons and vegetables.

"Really? I hope what you say is as good as what you do! Zhang Yang sneered at each other.

"Since you are in a hurry to find death, then I will fulfill you!"

Gonggong's face was gloomy, his eyes were murderous, his fists were clenched, the blue light on his body was released, and the sound of the angry sea was faintly heard.

With a punch, the void shook, as if it was thrown into the water, splashing ripples, distorting the void, and carrying endless cold air, emitting in the void, making the void ripple just set off, instantly frozen.

In the end, it shattered, turned into countless fragments, and collapsed around, before the fist of the co-worker touched Zhang Yang's body, the huge chill made Zhang Yang's body cold.

"Haha, Gonggong Ancestral Witch, kill the gourd Dao people!"

Seeing the Gonggong send out a punch to shatter the void, Zhu Rongmu's face was full of excitement, and he staggered to his feet and cheered for the Gonggong.

In their hearts, Zuwu is their god and an invincible existence, except for the father god Pangu, they are supreme beings and omnipotent, so he worships Gonggong to the bones.

"Almost to the realm of shattering the void, what a co-worker!"

Zhang Yang's eyes tightened, and he secretly marveled at the power of Gonggong's punch, this punch also gave Zhang Yang a great sense of crisis, he didn't dare to slack off, he used enough mana, the black knife flashed, and the battle technique knife rolled Tianhe out violently.

A knife slashes out the wind and clouds, and the aura of the eight directions comes to meet.

The Nine Heavens Spirit River came out of thin air, and everything pointed by the blade opened.

The rolling aura blinked on the black knife and condensed into a river, like the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and not returning, with a straight forward, the blade pointed, the void was drawn out of a long hole, revealing the nothingness inside, and meeting the fist of the Gonggong who braved the blue light and smashed all things.

Boom!

The invincible black knife, with a peerless edge, broke through the blue light on Gonggong's fist and slashed directly at his fist, not cutting off Gonggong's fist, but making a sound of metal colliding,

However, there was a deep hole in Gonggong's fist, and the ice blue blood flowed out, scattering into the void, revealing the golden bones inside, making him frown, revealing a look of surprise, and his whole body stopped.

Zhang Yang felt as if the knife was slashed on a stone, and the huge rebound force made him take a few steps back, if it weren't for Zhang Yang's subtlety of refining the Heavenly Transformation Sutra, most of the strength would be removed, and Zhang Yang's bones would not be scattered, but despite this, his whole body was churning with qi and blood, the tiger's mouth cracked, and a trace of blood was left along the black knife.

"What? The gourd Daoist actually blocked the punch of the Gonggong Ancestor Wu? ”

Zhu Rongmu's excited expression froze instantly, his eyes were full of disbelief, he thought that the gourd Daoist was blown up by a punch from the Gonggong Ancestral Witch, but he didn't expect him to block it, but when he saw the black knife in Zhang Yang's hand, he showed a mocking look: "Just rely on the sharpness of the black knife, otherwise it will definitely be blown up by the Gonggong Ancestral Witch, but the Gonggong Ancestral Witch is invincible, see how many punches you can block?" ”

"What a gourd Taoist, he really deserves his reputation!"

glanced at the wound on the fist, and in a blink of an eye, the wound recovered as before, Gonggong looked at Zhang Yang and exclaimed, Zhang Yang was the first to be the first in the wilderness, although with the help of the black knife, it was undeniable that Zhang Yang was powerful, and if he was another person who also used a black knife, he couldn't catch Gonggong's punch.

"Ancestral Witch, the physical body is comparable to the innate spirit treasure, the power is infinite, it is really powerful!"

Xuan Gong operated, Zhang Yang recovered the wounds on his hands, calmed the qi and blood in his whole body, and when he heard the words of praise from the co-workers, he had no pride in his heart, and he also chuckled lightly.

"Except for my brothers and sisters, you are the first one in the desolate world who dares to fight me, you make me feel like my blood is boiling, I used five points of strength just now, and this time I have to use all my strength."

Gonggong clenched his fists and moved his body, and the sound of Kaka's bones and joints writhing came from his body, looking at the battle intent in Zhang Yang's eyes.

"Five points of strength?"

When it comes to co-workers, Zhang Yang's eyes tighten, half of the power of co-workers is so powerful and terrifying, if he goes all out, he will instantly put endless pressure on Zhang Yang.

The heart instantly sank into his mind, and began to browse the eternal immeasurable sword intent, which was obtained by Zhang Yang in the East China Sea, comprehending the statue of the Holy Spirit, at this time, he had comprehended the wind and snow world, the knife rolled the heavenly river, and every knife was shocking and crying ghosts and gods, and when he met Gonggong, Zhang Yang had to comprehend new combat skills.

With a movement in his heart, a knife intent figure fell into Zhang Yang's body, and the knife intent figure continued to dance the knife in Zhang Yang's mind, and finally imprinted all the comprehensions of the knife on his Yuan Shen.

Suddenly, a small green shoot appeared in Zhang Yang's mind, and finally slowly grew larger, turning into a grass, and suddenly a fire came, and the grass instantly turned into ashes, and the last trace of green grew again in the soil, growing, growing, and finally destroying, and so on.

That green is like a seed, constantly demonstrating this spring and autumn cycle, and on Zhang Yang's Yuan Shen, Zhang Yang also fell into comprehension.

"Hulu Daoist, let you see the combat skills of my ancestral witch!"

Gonggong took a deep breath, his whole body was boiling, and there was a faint sound of a stream flowing from his body, which finally became a river, and finally turned into the roar of the sea.

His whole body burst blue light loudly, the breath of the whole body let go, and the extremely strong breath was like a sharp arrow, rushing straight into the nine skies, attracting wind and clouds to roll, and the water aura between heaven and earth, as if summoned by the king, gathered towards the Gonggong, and in the blink of an eye, it merged into a sea behind him, and the waves were turbulent, which was much more terrifying than the combat skills that Zhang Yang exerted.

Gonggong was originally the ancestor of water, born to master the law of water, and all the water aura of heaven and earth gathered on Gonggong's body, making the breath of his whole body several times stronger again, like a mountain of ten thousand people, pressing the void and setting off ripples.

"Great, Gonggong Ancestor Wu wants to use the supreme combat skills of his own clan, the Nine Styles of Zhantian, and cultivate to the Ninth Style, which is enough to open up the world, this time I see if you are still dead or not!"

Later, while recovering from his injuries, Zhu Rongmu, who was watching the fight, saw the vision of the co-worker's whole body erupting, his face was full of excitement, and he waved his fist at Zhang Yang fiercely.

"Zhan Tian Nine Style, First Style!"

When the momentum of the co-workers reached its peak, the co-workers suddenly burst into a loud shout, raised their huge fists, stirred the wind and clouds of heaven and earth, and carried the rolling water spirit river, as if the golden dragon carried the power of the sea to pounce on Zhang Yang. (To be continued.) )