Chapter 136: I Have a Sword, Too
"Crazy, Yang Zhen is crazy, he actually dares to take the initiative to provoke!"
"Two Yuan Infant Stage powerhouses, so many Jindan Stage cultivators, Yang Zhenzong has great ability, can he still fight with these people?"
"I used to think that Yang Zhen was just a madman, but I found out that I was wrong, he was still a fool, he didn't want to run away at this time, but he dared to fight back?"
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When the surrounding group of people saw the terrifying momentum that erupted from Yang Zhen's body, they all were shocked, and their eyes widened and they looked at Yang Zhen in disbelief.
Yang Zhen at this time has almost no chance of survival, as long as the ninefold powerhouse of the Yuan Infant Stage makes a move, Yang Zhen will definitely die, not to mention that there is a strong man of the Yuan Infant Stage staring at Yang Zhen around, and many Jindan Stage monks are sweeping the formation.
Everyone really couldn't figure out where Yang Zhen got such confidence!
"What was he talking about just now, disdainful of fighting with these Yuan Infant powerhouses?"
"Joke, he is a monk who cultivates in the Jindan period, why should he fight with the Yuan Infant Period?"
"That's it, such a rampant person, even if he dies, Donglin Island can finally be clean and clean. ”
No one noticed that Yang Zhen's expression became more serious and dignified than ever before, and he looked down at the sword in his hand, as if he was the only one left in this world, a sword.
Rumble!
A monstrous wave of weather rushed into the sky, and the nine-fold old man of the Yuan Infant Stage sneered, and with one hand in mid-air, the undulating and violent air waves in the entire mid-air suddenly turned into a huge palm, burning with endless waves of fire, and grabbed towards Yang Zhen.
"At a young age, you are so rampant, and if you are so ashamed, you should take it back!"
Violent waves of air surged down from mid-air, and the terrifying momentum pressed the surrounding low shrubs to the ground, and the earth and rocks collapsed, shattering into powder, only Yang Zhen stood alone on the ground, weak like a small sapling in a storm.
Lu Heng also burst into a shout, the long knife in his hand rose into the sky, rising sharply in the wind, condensing endless waves of qi in mid-air, and the raging fire burned the sky, slashing towards Yang Zhen.
All kinds of martial arts and techniques rushed towards Yang Zhen, even if any of them fell on Yang Zhen, Yang Zhen would either die or be injured.
Countless people around looked at the air waves rolling and roaring in mid-air in shock, and their gaze at Yang Zhen changed again.
Under such circumstances, Yang Zhen was still indifferent, just quietly looking at the sword in his hand, as if in this heaven and earth, nothing could compare to the thing in his hand.
A trace of gloomy gaze flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged infant monk who had been chased by Yang Zhen for several hills, staring at Yang Zhen under various martial arts, sneering again and again, and finally his eyes fell on a storage ring in Yang Zhen's hand.
In that storage ring, there were many heavenly treasures that he could not get in his life, and this matter was only known to him and a few Jindan monks with ulterior motives.
However, those Jindan stage monks were all shocked by Yang Zhen's sword, as long as there was a trace of hesitation, after Yang Zhen died, it would be too late to snatch the storage ring.
The middle-aged monk is different, his location and cultivation realm can allow him to rush over as soon as possible, grab the storage ring and run, what's wrong with the Yuan Infant Stage Ninefold Monk, grab it and run, with his speed, even if it is the Yuan Infant Stage Nine Folded Monk, he may not be able to catch up with him!
He is not greedy, as long as there is one storage ring, Yang Zhen is wearing ten storage rings on his hands, and he may still have one in his arms.
There is no reason not to take a risk for such a fat sheep.
The middle-aged monk took a deep breath and bowed up, ready for a quick battle.
However, the next moment, the middle-aged monk's face suddenly changed drastically, and he hurriedly shrank into the stone, looking at Yang Zhen in disbelief.
Yang Zhen moved, but as soon as he raised his head, the momentum of the heaven and earth within a radius of a hundred zhang completely changed.
Rumble!
In the shocked gaze of everyone, a terrifying wave of qi suddenly erupted under Yang Zhen's feet, like a white cloud and a dog, tumbling and tumbling, and Yang Zhen's body, under this terrifying force, jumped into the air.
He ...... What is he going to do?"
Countless people looked up at Yang Zhen in disbelief, at this time, Yang Zhen still had to resist stubbornly?
The next moment, everyone present was shocked in unison, and their expressions became frightened.
Yang Zhen slowly raised the long sword in his hand, and his movements were as slow as a sheep's horn child.
However, as Yang Zhen's long sword was raised, all the true elements in the entire mid-air froze, and a chilling momentum rushed towards them, making everyone tremble in their souls.
"It's not good, let's shoot with the old man and kill this son!" The face of the nine-fold powerhouse in the Yuan Infant Stage changed, his hands slammed in mid-air, and the terrifying wave of qi turned into a huge fierce bird, with huge wings across the sky, covering the sky and the sun, and rushing towards Yang Zhen.
Lu Heng also roared angrily, slapped a palm on his heart, spit out a mouthful of blood, and the long knife with rolling waves of qi suddenly burned with blood-colored fire.
A wave of violent power rushed towards Yang Zhen, Yang Zhen glanced down casually, and muttered: "That's how it feels, this time...... Enough!"
Airplanes!
The qi waves in mid-air tumbled and fell, and suddenly turned into a violent qi wave that pierced through the golden cracking stone, and vibrated on the thunder sword in Yang Zhen's hand.
Heaven and earth were slaughtered, and an endless aura of destruction erupted from Yang Zhen's body, making everyone's scalps tingle.
In front of Yang Zhen's eyes, in the Nine Realms Exquisite Tower, the fairy-like woman, one person and one sword, stood quietly in the air, an attack that destroyed the world and destroyed the earth.
With the stunning woman's sword, the thunder sword in Yang Zhen's hand finally broke out in fear in everyone's hearts, and suddenly burst out with a golden light that pierced through the heavens and the earth, sweeping towards everyone.
"Impossible, this is impossible!" The eyes of the Ninefold Yuan Infant Old Man were about to bulge, and he looked at the sword that destroyed everything in front of him in disbelief.
Rumble!
A terrifying wave of qi burst out in mid-air, and the nine-fold old man of the Yuan Infant Stage looked at the arm he had fallen down on, as well as a huge wound on his shoulder, a dazed look flashed in his eyes, and he fell from mid-air with a pop.
Lu Heng was even more miserable, when he saw Yang Zhen slashing with a sword, his face changed wildly and he turned his head and ran, and was cut off by Yang Zhen's sword, and watched his two legs rush forward a few feet away, blood like a fountain.
Not to mention the rest of the Jindan stage powerhouses, like kites with broken strings, they fell from the air one after another, and blood was like rain, sprinkled one after another.
The power of a sword destroys the world!
The rest of the people were petrified in unison, staring blankly at the purgatory-like scene in front of them, even stopping their breathing, looking at Yang Zhen's eyes in horror, and even some people had trembling legs, unable to support them, and fell to the ground.
Yang Zhen put away his sword and stood in mid-air, like a sword immortal, his whole person exuded a resolute momentum, and he was still climbing rapidly.
Under the strong pressure of the two Yuan Infant Stage powerhouses and many Jin Dan Stage, Yang Zhen's fat Jin Dan finally cracked a crack, and finally cracked open.
Break the pill into a baby!
Looking down at a group of stunned monks, Yang Zhen raised the long sword in his hand and said slowly: "I, Yang Zhen, also have a sword, but I can pretend to be forced!"
Sou!
A figure sprang out from behind the boulder, and at a speed faster than the lightning bunny, there was no shadow in a few breaths.
Only then did everyone react, and they all shot away into the distance, at this time, who would dare to stay here?
Just when everyone dispersed, not far away in a towering mountain, a blood-colored wave of blood-colored qi that destroyed the world rose to the sky, sweeping in all directions, and the whole heaven and earth seemed to tremble in this terrifying wave of air, no matter where the monks were, after feeling this breath, all changed their faces, and looked up at the majestic mountain.
Yang Zhen was also taken aback, seeing the shocked gazes of a group of people around him, he said convincingly: "Damn, the people who pretend to be dead are all bigger than me, and they are worthy of the power of the Sage Realm, but it's a pity that I haven't even exerted one percent of the power of this sword!"