Desperate men are the most handsome, there is no doubt about that.

Seeing Yang Zhen facing Zixiao Immortal Palace with one person and one sword for Hua Youyue, this scene shocked everyone.

Especially among the many women present, none of the Taoist couple's eyes lit up, and some Taoist couples cast their resentful gazes, and some of the male monks who looked at it were instantly embarrassed.

"What do you know, Yang Zhen's behavior is done by a reckless man, knowing that he will definitely die if he goes up, and he has to go up to die, isn't this self-inflicted and unbeatable?"

"Right...... That's right, Yang Zhen is going to die this time, maybe he can't even save the Flower Saintess. ”

"You can only say such things, at this moment, Yang Zhen is a real man!"

Unconsciously, Yang Zhen became a man in the eyes of many women present.

"Mo ...... Inexplicable!"

A group of men were envious, jealous and hateful, and they wanted to rush up and arrest Yang Zhen and beat him up.

At this time, Yang Zhen suddenly turned around and grinned at the people on the ruins of Wuting Mountain: "Isn't it handsome?"

Wow!

Most of the women present jumped for joy.

Hum!

Countless men snorted coldly, hoping that a thunderbolt would immediately fall from the Zixiao Heavenly Palace to kill Yang Zhen, the bastard.

Handsome fart, when the Zixiao Immortal Palace broke out for a while, it was not so handsome.

Perhaps it was because the heavens heard the pious prayers of countless men, and the Zixiao Immortal Palace suddenly shone brightly, and countless purple thunderbolts rushed towards Yang Zhen.

Zixiao Heavenly Palace was in the whirlpool of thunder in the sky, and countless purple thunderbolts fell wildly in the entire whirlpool, directly pouring into Yang Zhen's body.

Yang Zhen, who was still playing handsome in the last second, was scorched on the outside and tender on the inside the next moment, and tears almost flowed out of his nose and tears.

Boom, an earth-shattering loud bang erupted around Yang Zhen's body, and thunderbolts fell on Yang Zhen one after another.

Seeing this scene, Yuan Tianyu breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "The situation is settled, Yang Zhen's son is dead, Zixiao Immortal Palace, even after you and I go up, I'm afraid I will also be seriously injured, heaven and earth punishment is the purest power, not something that can be countered by some tricky forces." ”

Elder Wang also had a solemn look on his face, and when he heard this, he nodded and said, "It is worthy of the Zixiao Immortal Palace, the power is so huge. ”

"No matter how many methods Yang Zhen has, it's just a farce, the reincarnation bell will still fall into the hands of you and me in the end, but I don't know if the reincarnation bell will be more difficult to refine after the Zixiao Immortal Palace. ”

Elder Wang smiled and said, "Throughout the ages, such a treasure as the Reincarnation Bell has been easily refined?"

Yuan Tianyu smiled, nodded and said: "Yes, reincarnation Zhong Xian will inevitably be ruined, and this Yang Zhencai is just the first." ”

Speaking of this, Yuan Tianyu once again set his eyes on Yang Zhen.

This is just the first thunderbolt, and it directly blasted Yang Zhen down from mid-air, if the Zixiao Immortal Palace completely exploded, what kind of terrifying power would it erupt?

Seeing Yang Zhen falling from mid-air with green smoke all over his body, before everyone's exclamation could be made, they saw a figure rushing forward again, and it could be stopped above Hua Youyue's head.

Everyone's exclamation turned into the sound of inhalation, seeing that Yang Zhen was already seriously injured under the first purple thunder, but his speed was not affected at all, and he rushed to Hua Youyue quickly, and everyone had a feeling of wanting to laugh.

"It's true, it's really dead, even if it rushes up again, what can it do, a purple sky thunder falls, it still has to be chopped down. ”

"I don't know how many times Yang Zhen can hold on, if he still can't bear it in the end, wouldn't it be a joke?"

"How many times? The second time, if he can hold on, he will be respected as a real man. ”

Many people are talking about it, looking at Yang Zhen with banter, regret, disdain, and more when they see Yang Zhen's embarrassed appearance, they can't help laughing out loud.

It's just that most of the women present couldn't laugh, staring at the wounds on Yang Zhen's body, not knowing what they were thinking.

Yang Zhen was indeed injured, Zixiao Heavenly Punishment was the most powerful Heavenly Punishment Yang Zhen had encountered so far, and this level of heaven and earth power was indeed no longer something he could compete with.

Even if Yang Zhen could withstand the bombardment of heavenly punishment, his body would not be able to stand it.

The first time the Purple Sky Punishment Thunder fell on his body, Yang Zhen could feel that the recovery ability of his body seemed to be limited by some mysterious power, and it was difficult to quickly recover to the best state.

The dragon elephant shook the prison body, and it could no longer withstand the terrifying impact of the Zixiao Heavenly Thunder, and even the divine soul was affected to a certain extent.

The power of heaven and earth, where can weak human beings despise?

Yang Zhen felt the qi in his body, took a deep breath, his eyes locked on the Zixiao Immortal Palace, glanced back at Hua Youyue, and was just about to speak, when there was an earth-shattering loud noise, Yang Zhen's scalp was numb, and there was a roaring sound in his ears, and all the sounds of the outside world disappeared.

When she fell from mid-air again, her eyes were bright red, and the ridicule and discussion of countless people, as well as the shouts of Han Yan'er when she was held by the cheap cat, were all like a movie without sound, and they flashed in front of Yang Zhen.

Boom ——!

Yang Zhen's body smashed into the mountain, without any perception, only an overwhelming sharp pain, eroding every part of his body.

Feeling a feeling of weakness coming from his body, Yang Zhen struggled to get up, and before he had time to think about it, he jumped and rushed towards the Zixiao Immortal Palace in mid-air that was becoming more and more violent.

Havoc in the Heavenly Palace, it's just a joke, where is the Heavenly Palace so noisy?

Yang Zhen glanced at Hua Youyue, who was as quiet as ever, a hint of self-deprecation appeared at the corner of his mouth, the sarcastic look on Yuan Tianyu's face turned into surprise, and Elder Wang's face was full of disbelief, and even the discussion around him disappeared.

At this moment, Yang Zhen suddenly entered a mysterious feeling.

Heaven and earth are silent, but everywhere is heavenly.

The sky hummed, but Yang Zhen turned a blind eye.

Looking down, there was no place on his body that was not bleeding out, and the golden blood dripped down his body, and he didn't know where it floated in the wind.

Looking up, the Zixiao Heavenly Punishment that condensed again in mid-air seemed to be even more violent than just now, and this time, even Yang Zhen didn't know if he could hold on.

What did Hua Youyue go through at the beginning that led to the reincarnation of Sanhua.

What is this Zixiao Immortal Palace?

Rumble——!

The furious thunder fell on Yang Zhen's body, Yang Zhen's flesh and blood seemed to be torn apart, and a sharp pain drowned Yang Zhen, and the blood blurred his eyes, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Yang Zhen didn't know how deep he smashed into the ground, and he didn't even know how he rushed up, whether he stopped in front of Hua Youyue.

When I desperately opened my eyes and looked down, I suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it's not too far away from Hua Youyue, and if you move it a little, you can resist her.

Yang Zhen grinned, looked up at Zixiao Immortal Palace, and wanted to laugh out loud, but his mouth was full of blood spurting out.

This is the first time Yang Zhen has been injured so badly that he can't even cough.

The voices of countless discussions became silent, and the eyes of countless men gradually became dull, looking at Yang Zhen in mid-air with a look of disbelief.

In this kind of mortal situation, every time Yang Zhen falls, he has a chance to escape, but Yang Zhen doesn't!

Han Yan'er sat on the ground, crying loudly, and the terrifying starlight lingered on her body, echoing the stars in the sky.

Countless women had tears in their eyes, looking at Yang Zhen who rushed up again and again in mid-air, Yang Zhen at this time, where is there still half a bit of cynicism?

The eyes of the Qingluan Holy Maiden and the Black Lotus Holy Maiden were shocked, and tears couldn't help but flow.

"How long is this bastard going to hold on?"

The Qingluan Holy Maiden muttered to herself, and the Black Lotus Holy Maiden next to her was shocked, and said: "Perhaps, there will be a moment when he can no longer get up, perhaps, it will be the moment when he dies directly under the Zixiao Immortal Palace, I ...... Some envy the flower saint. ”

"Why shouldn't I?" Qingluan Saintess's gaze became complicated.

What is there to regret about a woman who can make a man so disregard for his life, even if he is dead?

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