Chapter 128: Smoke and Rain Building

"Yang Yi, you killed Yin Xin Sect and Mo Peiqing, relying on nothing more than the power of martial arts, in fact, the real combat power and tempered qi and blood Changhong will definitely not surpass my Yang Zhenshi. ”

Yang Zhenshi smiled and said: "Also, the palm you exerted, the creation of Qiankun, the essence of the sun and the moon, consumed a lot of your spiritual power, and I, Yangzhen Shi, have the inheritance of the Martial Emperor, and the magic power is immeasurable, and I still want to fight with me now, who will kill the deer, it is really unknown." ”

"Self-confidence is a good thing, but if you are over-confident, you are foolish. ”

Yang Yi smiled: "No matter how much spiritual energy I spend in my body, killing you Yang Zhenshi is just a matter of turning over your hands." ”

"Arrogance..."

Yang Zhenshi's face sank, and his sleeves flicked.

Zizizizi!

A wheel covered in sharp barbs appeared in the palm of his hand.

With the change of his gestures, the wheel split into nine, and in a posture of sealing the heavens and the earth, he strangled towards Yang Yi.

"Master, this thing is a nine-hearted iron tooth, and every gear is contaminated with poison, you must be careful!"

Murong Huang couldn't help but remind in a loud voice.

"Say what you say, decide!"

Yang Yi shouted, and a terrifying sound wave swept out of his mouth, increasing layer by layer like a huge wave of the Hanhai Sea, making the nine highly poisonous wheels that swept over, like willow leaves in the huge waves, stagnate.

"How is this possible? This Yang Yi is actually using a sonic martial art, and the grade of this sonic martial art has definitely reached the level of a five-star mystical technique!"

"What is the origin of this Yang Yi, why are there so many terrifying martial arts powers!"

All the princes and ministers, sect elders and disciples present were stunned.

"Dingding......

At this moment, Yang Yi's qi and blood value soared again, and he was getting closer and closer to the eighteen qi and blood Changhongs at the limit of the Heavenly Dao.

"Yang Zhenshi, are you just doing this trick?"

Yang Yi looked up at the other party suddenly.

At this glance, Rao was stunned with his concentration.

Because Yang Zhenshi had no intention of continuing to duel with him at this time, he stepped forward again and again, and had swept out more than ten zhang towards the rear.

"Yang Yi, are you a fool to me Yang Zhenshi? If it's dark today, when the ugly time comes tonight, the side effects of your Big Fall Technique will be completely reduced to waste, and it will not be easy to kill you at that time?"

Yang Zhenshi's wishful thinking is also loud.

He is confident that if he plays his hole cards, he will definitely be able to kill Yang Yi, but he will definitely have to pay a heavy price.

So after pondering, I plan to put it off until the next day.

In this way, he will be able to kill the most powerful enemies at the least cost.

"This Yang Zhenshi is the first day of our Tianyi True Transmission Palace, and he was so frightened by his master that he ran away directly?"

"Hey, Yang Zhenshi, you will change your name to Yang Ran in the future, it's a shame!"

Eldest Sun Xue, Leng Ling'er, Feng Dudu and others couldn't help but tease and ridicule.

And Murong Huang's words, the beautiful eyes reveal a trace of complexity.

Before she met Yang Yi, she didn't have any dislike for Yang Zhenshi, thinking that the other party was worthy of her in appearance, qualifications, and conduct.

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But after getting to know Yang Yi, as soon as the two geniuses were compared, this character was judged.

It is no exaggeration to say that Yang Zhenshi is not worthy of lifting shoes for Yang Yi.

"Hmph, what do you and other ants know? This cultivation path is full of dangers, walking on thin ice, not knowing how to protect yourself, no matter how demonic your qualifications are, you are destined to not go far, have you ever seen a tiger fight to be injured and hunt a powerful beast?"

Yang Zhenshi, who was running away, found a step for himself and justified himself.

Hearing this, a group of elders from the Doemon and the Ghost Shadow Gate became thoughtful.

"You Yang Zhenshi is at best, just a jumping grasshopper, and a tiger? Also, since I want your life, even if you put on your wings today, you won't be able to leave!"

A bloodthirsty luster appeared in Yang Yi's eyes.

"Thunder!"

As his domineering words fell, above the void, a thunderbolt as thick as an iron bucket suddenly fell.

Unbelievable!

How violent is the power of this thunder?

And when Yang Yi's palm flipped, a soft force emerged, and he easily grabbed a whole thunder dragon.

The thunder dragon flickered, turning into a thunder sword with a wide door panel.

"Thunder Channeling Technique, the legendary Lightning Channeling Technique, is this Yang Yi the reincarnation of an ancient supreme power, who can actually use thunder to fight the enemy?"

Shocks, gasps, screams came and went.

At this moment, whether it was the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs, or the disciples and elders of the two sects, they all turned into sculptures again.

"Yang Yi, you borrowed the power of the heavenly thunder and turned into a thunder sword, and you can't help it, because I have the inheritance of the Martial Emperor in the Yang Zhen world, and you can't imagine how many hole cards there are!"

Feeling the terrifying power of thunder, Yang Zhenshi, who was on the run, shouted: "Stealth talisman, hidden word trick!"

As his anxious voice fell.

The whole person dissipated like smoke under the noses of everyone.

"Why did this Yang Zhenshi disappear for no reason?"

Eldest Sun Xue, Leng Ling'er, Feng Dudu and others looked at each other, and their eyes were all incomprehensible.

"I should have used an invisibility talisman found in the treasure of the Martial Emperor Realm to hide myself. ”

Murong Huang's beautiful eyes flickered.

Although she doesn't have a good impression of Yang Zhenshi, it is undeniable that the other party is also a person of great luck, otherwise how could she get the entire Martial Emperor Treasure.

The reason why he is being controlled everywhere at the moment is because he met Yang Yi.

Yang Yi can be described as the true son of heaven and earth. Even sometimes, Murong Huang suspected that Yang Yi was the reincarnation of a saint in ancient times.

Otherwise, there is no way to explain the unbelievable miracles that happened to him.

"Invisibility? This is your hole card?

A hint of mockery appeared at the corner of Yang Yi's mouth, and as his gesture sank, the Thunder Sword slashed towards the void space in front of him!

"Ahh

A miserable scream rang out.

I saw the empty space in front of me, the blood mist bloomed, and a bloody arm fell out.

And this arm is Yang Zhenshi's.

"Yang Zhenshi, if you show up and fight with me in a dignified manner, I, Yang Yi, will respect you as a character, but it's a pity..."

Yang Yi's face was joyless and sad, he raised his hand again, and said without joy or sadness: "Now you, the Yin Xin Sect and Mo Peiqing, who were killed by us, have broken the heart of martial arts, and can only rely on invisibility talismans to hide themselves, how far can a person like you who has a broken heart go on the road of martial arts? I will do good deeds and give you a ride!"

Zizizizi!

The Thunder Sword condensed again, and just as Yang Yi was about to slash forward again, suddenly, a woman's strange voice resounded throughout the square.

"Like smoke time, smoke and rain and red dust, a turn, a trance, a moment, unbearable, the wind everywhere shows the passing years. ”

The voice is like a pearl falling on a jade plate, the words are mellow and soft, and they hit the bottom of everyone's hearts at once, as if they have touched an itch that Pingsuli has never noticed at all.

"What's going on? Who's reading the poem?"

Murong Huang, Eldest Sun Xue, Leng Ling'er, and Feng Dudu looked at each other, and their eyes were all stunned.

The next moment!

Above the 100-zhang sky of the square, the phantom of a pavilion in the sky suddenly appeared.

This illusory pavilion is like a mirage, giving people a sense of unreality.

Slowly!

In the hundreds of pairs of stunned eyes, the pavilion became clearer and clearer, and even the figures of the girls in white walking inside were clearly visible.