The void that was empty just now slowly appeared after Mo Wu's words, and everyone's hearts rose up at once.

Is it publicity?

Everyone asked themselves in their hearts, and they didn't know what kind of mood they were in, whether they wanted to show up or didn't want him to appear.

If Zhang Yang really appeared, today's Nanwu Club is probably the place where he died, if Zhang Yang does not appear, there may be many variables in the martial arts, this person hides too many secrets.

"What a flamboyance!"

I don't know who exclaimed, but when the figure gradually became clear, everyone realized that there was really a good show today!

Qin Tian and the people of the Nanwu Guild were shocked, both worried and relieved, and they didn't know what to say for a while. Zhang Yang came, at the most dangerous time of the Nanwu Society, but he was too young, and he was too immature compared to Mowu.

If Zhang Yang was given ten years, even five years, they believed that this guy who had created countless miracles would definitely be able to clean up this bastard who threatened the safety of everyone in the Nanwu Society.

But that is not now, although they know that sooner or later there will be this day, but the current Zhang Yang is far from their savior.

Mo Wu was also stunned for a moment, he didn't expect it to be really Zhang Yang, let alone Zhang Yang would appear here alone.

He used the Nanwu Association and the Nanwu Lin to threaten Zhang Yang just in the hope of what happened, even if Zhang Yang didn't come, he could hit his invincible momentum, but he didn't expect Zhang Yang to really dare to come!

What does this mean?

Mo Wu was suddenly a little angry, and instead of catching the pleasure of publicity, a thick anger rose. Zhang Yang came, didn't he say that he looked down on himself at all, Zhang Yang didn't dare to meet with Hong Wude, but he appeared in front of him Mo Wu with a big grin!

Fortunately, Zhang Yang didn't know what he was thinking. Otherwise, he will only be sent six big words, "Slut is hypocritical!" ”

If it weren't for this guy's murderous intent towards the people of the Nanwu Society, how could he have put a good and stable life and come to him desperately. If it weren't for Mo Wu's persecution too much, how could he risk being discovered by the Condensing Powerhouse to appear here.

But at this time, everything was put aside by Zhang Yang, he couldn't bear it anymore, and if he endured it any longer, he might become a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle.

The old man Zhang Yang of unknown origin already knew what the power was, and he had heard most of what the young man said, since he was not here to trouble himself, Zhang Yang had no worries.

What about the casting, if he hadn't entered the path of killing. Now I'm afraid it's possible to concentrate on it, and a strong person with a forging body can't scare him.

So Zhang Yang appeared, and it appeared in a bright and bright way!

If you can kill a strong body forging person today, who else in the martial arts will dare to come to trouble you, except for those who are concentrating on the void.

"Good. Zhang Yang, the deity admires you! Have the guts! ”

Mo Wu squinted his eyes and didn't rush to make a move. Since Zhang Yang has appeared, he still has nothing to worry about. If you can't kill Zhang Yang today, then you will be disgraced and thrown to your grandmother's house.

Zhang Yang, who stepped out of the air, ignored him, his eyes swept over the weak and pale but extremely persistent faces, and he laughed for a long time before laughing: "It is worthy of being a good man in my Nanwu!" I'm proud of you! ”

The people who had lost their strength had collapsed to the ground, and they didn't know where the strength came from when they heard Zhang Yang's words, and everyone raised their arms and shouted in unison: "The king is in the world, sweeping the eight wildernesses!" ”

"Blood slaughter! Bloodmassacre! ”

The mountains roared like a tsunami. The cry of the mighty eight directions, the heavens and the earth change color!

The corners of Qin Tian's eyes were slightly red, there was no jealousy, only infinite emotion. A moment later, Qin Tian also joined the shouting crowd.

Nanwu will be in his hands, but it will be carried forward and strengthened in the hands of Zhang Yang, without Zhang Yang, Nanwu will be nothing!

Zhang Yang was stunned for a while, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and an unknown emotion suddenly rose in the hearts of the people who looked like crazy.

He didn't manage much in the Southern Martial Arts Society, especially with these martial artists, and he didn't expect that everyone would bring him so many unexpected surprises today.

Is this the human heart? Is this trust?

How can he publicize He De so that they can protect the name of Nanwu at the cost of their lives, this is the trust of the unbearable weight of life, does he have this qualification?

That "blood massacre" spread all over the Nanwu Society, all over Nancheng, all over Nan Province, and all over the world.

At that moment, it seemed that countless people were echoing, the sky and the earth changed color, the wind and clouds surged, and the world went crazy.

At that moment, the casting body is no longer terrible, the people's hearts are turned back, and they dare to fight in the sky with the power of everyone, this is the potential! The trend of the times, how can he be willing to fall behind others, just fight!

Zhang Yang was wild, and looked up to the sky and smiled: "Okay, good!" From today onwards, I will be the king, the king of blood slaughter! The only king of heaven and earth! ”

This title, which spread all over the country at the time of Ming Jin, resurfaced in Zhang Yang's mind, and this title, which he had never recognized, stepped onto the stage of the rivers and lakes for the first time.

Since everyone in the world says that I will kill them, then I will kill all the world and kill all the enemies in the name of blood slaughter! Shed all the blood of the world and kill all the people of the world!

The first king of heaven and earth, he is not canonized, he is not a god, he is the king of blood slaughter in this life!

"Blood Slaughter King! Blood Slaughter King! ”

"My king is mighty, sweeping the eight wildernesses, sweeping the world!"

The three thousand warriors looked crazy when they heard this, and their voices were three points louder than before, and that kind of madness made everyone frightened!

Is this still a martial artist? Is this still a warrior who has been seriously injured and is unable to fight again?

Zhang Yang laughed wildly, the heavens and the earth trembled, the rivers broke off, and the mountains collapsed!

There can be so many people who swear to follow him in this life, what else does he have to regret, and what else can't be let go, it's just a big deal!

Mo Wu was silent, the indescribable taste in his eyes, did he achieve his peerless prestige?

The heirs of Tianfu are silent, is this Zhang Yang? A king who is ten years younger than himself, but can win three thousand elite warriors on his own?

Everyone watching the battle was also silent, the only king in heaven and earth, how domineering and confident this is, didn't Zhang Yang know that he was about to face the lore of the strong man of the body casting?

Zhang Yang knows all this, but he doesn't care anymore, how the casting body is, how the concentration is!

At that moment just now, he suddenly figured out what the martial artist was pursuing in this life.

When he was refining his strength, he thought it was superhuman force and countless money. It's time for him to be clear. Zhang Yang realized that superhuman force didn't seem to be of much use, as long as the strength was enough, as long as the money was enough, then the martial artist should be pursuing fame.

When he arrived, he overturned his previous thoughts, martial arts are endless, the weak eat the strong, and what he pursues is supreme strength, as long as he has strength, fame and fortune, he has everything.

But at that moment just now, he seemed to feel something, what a martial artist needed was not supreme strength, it was just a by-product. What a warrior needs is freedom. It is free and easy, it is unrestrained, it is unwilling to be ordinary, and it is a martial arts heart that will never be afraid and never regret!

And his evasion these days has consumed his martial will, and his martial arts have been covered with dust. His freedom had been shackled, in that case, how could he break the body of the Killing Dao Casting Vajra!

Zhang Yang understood. It turns out that this is martial arts. This is the way of killing, if it is not broken, it will not stand, he has not broken it, how can it be broken and then stand!

Zhang Yang seemed to have understood, it turned out that this was a martial artist, what kind of elixir dragon qi could have an eternal will to be useful. Undefeated will. The invincible Dao Heart, having all of this is enough, he is too dependent on the system, since the system has lost its effect. He doesn't seem to have made much progress in his martial arts.

From the day he stepped into the martial arts, he has always relied on the system, Ming Jin, Hua Jin, Entering the Holy Age, and entering the Dao, and he has never gotten rid of the control of the system.

Since that day, he has lost a normal heart, and he has long tied his future to the system, and he is no longer the ordinary young man who is unwilling to be at the mercy of fate.

"Hahaha......"

Zhang Yang, who figured it out, laughed abruptly, it turned out that I had long lost my invincible will, and it turned out that I had long since become a caged bird. It's ridiculous that he has always boasted that he broke his fate and pursued freedom, but it turned out that everything was his own passion.

"Mowu, dare to fight!"

Zhang Yang seems to have changed, but it doesn't seem to have changed, in the past, he fought against Li Zhengshan, against the Little Tiger King, against Li Yuanchao, against the Snow Killing Venerable, and against Long Jianyun.

Except for Long Jianyun, those people were killed and injured, would today's Mowu be an exception?

As if he wanted to get to know Zhang Yang again, Mo Wu slowly raised his head and glanced at Zhang Yang, and then laughed rampantly: "Zhang Yang! Good! The first king of heaven and earth, today the deity has fulfilled you and sent you back to heaven! ”

"Long-winded, if you want to fight, you will come, this king is waiting for you!"

Zhang Yang laughed and walked away, today he is the king, and he is called the blood slaughter! Since this is the case, then you can't fall into the reputation of blood slaughter, blood splashed in the eight wildernesses, slaughter all over the world, then live up to the name of the king!

"Well, what if the deity answers you!"

Mo Wu laughed loudly and followed Zhang Yang into the air, and in a moment, the two of them disappeared in the world.

Heaven and earth fell silent, and the silent three thousand warriors suddenly shouted: "My king will win, cut the body, slaughter the gods, and kill the void!" ”

"Hahaha, this king has followed you, and he will cut down the body today! I am the king, and you are the blood slaughter guard, and the world trembles wherever he goes, and the heavens and the earth change color for it, and kill the whole world! ”

An ethereal sound came from the void, spreading throughout the world, and countless people were immersed in this glorious moment.

The Bloody Slaughter Guard, a terrifying name that would later change the color of people, an army of warriors full of bloody executioners was formed today.

……

Endless Void, the two of them stand tall.

"Fight! War! War! ”

Zhang Yang roared, he didn't use the Dragon Emperor Fist, he didn't use any gorgeous ultimate, some only had a pair of bloody fist gloves, and every time he said that he took a step forward, as if he was going to crush the entire void!

He is condensing, dealing with such an invincible powerhouse, he wants to show his peak strength, and after today, he wants to make everyone anxious, he is the first king of heaven and earth!

The blood-red fist gloves seemed to be dripping blood constantly, and the gentle and elegant Zhang Yang in the past looked extremely hideous at the moment.

He has long known that it is useless to deal with such a strong body caster, no matter what the big move, since this is the case, he will try his best to fight, win or lose, after today, he will never escape!

"Arrogance!"

Mo Wu snorted lightly, and his white jade-like hands gently pinched a magic seal, and the square-like magic seal quickly appeared in front of him and floated towards Zhang Yang at great speed.

Zhang Yang didn't care about the speed of approaching Mowu, his eyes were blood-red, and his body was full of murderous aura, and at this moment he showed the power of the killing powerhouse!

"Broken!"

Zhang Yang roared angrily, and the bloody fist gloves smashed the law seal with one punch, and Zhang Yang's offensive continued unabated. Still attacking Mowu with the momentum of thunder.

Mo Wu's expression was solemn, although he had long known that Zhang Yang was not an ordinary powerhouse in the Dao, but the other party still surprised him by breaking his moves so easily. Is this the killing powerhouse who has changed when the martial arts hear it?

However, he is a strong body casting man standing at the peak of martial arts, the golden body is not corrupted, the body is not destroyed, what can he do if he kills the Dao!

"Since you want melee combat, then the deity will satisfy you!"

Mo Wu sneered, if he didn't enter the casting body, he would never know how strong the body of the casting body powerhouse was, did Zhang Yang think that his iron fist could really break through his own defenses!

There were several loud sounds of steel clashing in the void, and the entire void seemed to tremble.

Zhang Yang snorted. A small gap appeared on the saint-level boxing gloves, which was the power of the body forging powerhouse. Mo Wu exuded a dazzling golden light all over his body, like an ancient golden Buddha, this is the incorruptible body of King Kong.

The two exchanged dozens of punches in hand-to-hand combat, and Mo Wu did not suffer any damage. Zhang Yang's chest collapsed.

The power of the casting body is so powerful, whether it is the strong person who enters the Dao or the strong person who casts the body who is secretly watching the battle, it is all changed. The powerhouse of the Initiation Dao was shocked that the strong man of the Casting Body was actually dozens of times better than the Initiation Dao. The powerhouse of the body casting was surprised that Zhang Yang was actually able to block dozens of punches of the mid-stage martial artist of the body casting.

The flamboyant chest recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. He spat out a mouthful of bloody blood foam, and there was a faint glimmer of gold in the blood.

Mo Wu did not have the joy of defeating Zhang Yang, and his face was more solemn than before, is this Zhang Yang? Competing with the casting body with the power of the Dao, he is the only one for thousands of years!

Mo Wu's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and when he saw Zhang Yang's blood with a little gold, it was even more murderous. I can't let this person live! No matter how talented Zhang Yang is, no matter how invincible he is, he is still just a martial artist. If he breaks the myth that the powerful who kill the Dao for thousands of years will not enter the casting body, who else in this world can stop him.

He couldn't. I can't concentrate, not even break the void!

Such an outlier must not live anymore, even if the Zhenguan clan and him do not die, everything is worth it!

"Zhang Yang, I have only admired three people over the years, you are one! As a sign of respect for you, the deity will never leave a hand! ”

Mo Wu muttered softly, slowly raised his head, and at this moment even his pupils turned golden, and his originally long black hair turned into blonde hair like magic.

Zhang Yang let out a long roar and laughed: "Hypocrisy! If you want to kill me, come here, why should this king be afraid! ”

Mo Wu stopped speaking, his entire body seemed to have swelled dozens of times, and a golden ancient giant Buddha stood in the void.

Zhang Yang's face remained unchanged, and he gritted his teeth and appeared on the golden giant's chest with a single move, attacking hundreds of punches in a row at a speed invisible to the naked eye. The huge golden man retreated again and again, but it was just the power of the shock, and Zhang Yang didn't even break through the defense of the golden giant.

"Is this a cast?"

Countless strong people who watched the battle on the spot, or watched the battle with spiritual sense, were moved, and their strength had broken the limitations of entering the Dao, but such a strong man took the opportunity to attack hundreds of punches in a row and couldn't hurt the body in the slightest.

At this moment, countless people have lost confidence in the challenge of leapfrogging, and the gap of one level between the later martial artists means a world of difference.

Someone can defeat Ming Jin when refining strength, and even someone can defeat Hua Jin when Ming Jin is shining, that is a whole great realm.

But now Zhang Yang and Mo Wu are only a small realm apart, and even Zhang Yang's strength has broken through the limitations of entering the Dao, even if this is not able to hurt the body casting powerhouse, it is really terrifying!

The fact that others have lost confidence does not mean that Zhang Yang has also lost confidence, seeing that he has been unable to break through Mowu's defense with ninety percent of his strength, Zhang Yang no longer does useless work.

"Hahaha, it's my turn!" Mo Wu laughed wildly, and the indifference in his voice could not be concealed.

Just as Mo Wu swung his fist to counterattack, Zhang Yang quickly retreated, and Mo Wu's punch actually swept out a crack in the void, which shows how sharp the power of this punch is.

If Zhang Yang didn't retreat just now, this punch could seriously injure him, and he didn't have the incorruptible body of King Kong.

Zhang Yang's expression was solemn, and the defensive ability of the King Kong Body was also greatly beyond his expectations, although he had known that the strong body casting was strong, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful.

"Zhang Yang, aren't you going to fight in close combat? Why did you run away so quickly? Seeing Zhang Yang stunned, Mo Wu burst out laughing, and a voice like a bell spread in the void, "You are too arrogant! Since we can cast our bodies, who hasn't gone through a lot of hardships and dangers, do you think that just my family background can make me reach such a state? ”

These strong people may be able to lay a solid foundation for themselves with the power of their families in the early stage, but once they enter the Holy Age, in addition to their amazing talents, they must not be weak in other things such as will, experience, and Dao heart, otherwise it is impossible to enter the Dao, let alone casting the body.

Although Mo Wu is not very old in the age of the body casting powerhouse, he has spent fifty years in the Ancient Paradise alone, fifty years!

Who can stay in that dangerous place where countless ancient beasts gather for fifty years! Long Jianyun can't do it, the Martial Saint can't do it, the Sword Saint can't do it, and he Mo Wu did it!

Therefore, he has absolute confidence and an unparalleled will, and the fierce beasts he has killed are more than the warriors of the Southern Martial Arts!

Feeling the fierce killing intent that Mo Wu suddenly erupted, Zhang Yang was like a boat in a big wave, and the whole person couldn't stand in the void and kept swaying.

Whether it was watching the battle or Qin Tian, who was smuggling in at risk, he pinched a cold sweat for Zhang Yang, Mowu was too strong, and such a strong man had the qualifications to be arrogant.

Even the old man of Tianfu couldn't help but sigh, everyone can succeed has his merits, whether it is Zhang Yang or Mo Wu, they are all heroes, and it will not be a fluke that they can get to this point.

And he himself has been trapped in the casting body for a hundred years, compared to them, he has lost his tenacious fighting spirit, if he can't be enthusiastic once in this life, I'm afraid he will really die of old age in the casting body. (To be continued......)