"Hahaha" Jiang Mo laughed arrogantly in the distance, his face was full of anger, and he said coldly: "Damn alien, not long ago you made me suffer humiliation and can't raise my head, and now I want you to pay with your life." After you have beheaded you, I will refine your head into a delicate wine glass for a permanent collection of loot! ”

"This mecha hasn't fully recovered just now, now you can try it again!" The old man took a close-quarters kill. He is a swordsman himself, and after cooperating with the mecha, even if he is a traditional professional at the level of Yuanzong, he has the confidence to kill.

Zhang Yang changed color a little, and the fluctuations revealed after the mecha fully recovered were terrifying, far surpassing Jiang Mo, and even Qi Jing and Tang Butian couldn't compare. The silver sword was extremely sharp, the traces of the avenue flowed, and the white expanse seemed to be a heavenly river falling.

Moreover, this old man himself is a swordsman who is good at hand-to-hand combat, close to Yuanzong. This mecha has been with him for most of his life, and he has long been handy, and he has mastered the power perfectly, without wasting a trace of Yuan Yuan, and the vast Dao marks and sword qi are all shrouded in Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang was very crisp, and the thunder light in his palm surged, turning into a huge beam of light and slamming towards the silver battle armor. At the same time, the golden three thousand golden pill yuan power gushed out, like protecting the body and body, and it floated towards the rear a little bit.

"Dang!"

The Broken Path Flying Dragon Strike Thief Heaven-shattering Thunder Cannon as high as the eighty-eighth smashed on the silver big sword, but it was just a silver-white mecha controlled by the old man with blood pupils, and then the big sword swung violently, and the entire thunder light was torn apart like a hanging horse.

"You want to run, did you run? Wave Slash! ”

The old man shouted, and a black-red crack appeared out of thin air, imprisoned around his waist like a flamboyant **. The four lightsabers spun at high speed, turning into a sword wheel and spinning towards Zhang Yang. The sharp sword qi is swallowed, and if he is hit, Zhang Yang has no doubt that he will be chopped into pieces.

"Boom!"

With a crisp sword roar, a sharp blade fell from the sky, accurately smashing on the black-red cracked wave, only to hear a click and shatter. Zhang Yang caught the falling blade with his backhand, and with a little tiptoe, his body rushed out like a bolt of lightning and landed behind the old man.

"Boom!"

The silver-white mecha Yuan Force controlled by the old man with blood pupils surged, like a wave sweeping towards the surroundings, and the terrifying killing machine was permeated, making Zhang Yang's body feel pain. You must know that today's Zhang Yang's physique has long been inferior to the powerful beasts, and they all have the Yuan Force Protector of the Three Thousand Golden Pills, and a fluctuation of killing intent has such power, and the increase of this mecha for the old man can be seen.

"Impossible! How could a Yuan Zun slash my rip wave with a single sword, and withstand the fluctuation of killing intent at close range without being harmed? The old man was shocked in his heart, and after a few consecutive moves, he didn't even have the slightest advantage. You must know that even if both sides only rely on themselves to fight, he should be crushed, not to mention that there is a matching mecha.

The old man with blood pupils naturally wouldn't know that Zhang Yang's seemingly random sword just fell was carefully planned. The angle and direction are all determined by the dead line reflected in the eyes of the demon of direct death, which caused a blow to break the cracking wave.

Dangdang!

Zhang Yang and the old man fought with all their might as soon as they came up, and both sides wanted to solve the battle in the shortest possible time. The old man relied on the sturdiness of the Great Yuanzun-level mecha, while Zhang Yang relied on his strong body and agile footwork, and neither side wanted to make too much movement. The old man was afraid of attracting Qi Jing and others to rescue, and Zhang Yang was afraid of attracting more snoopers.

The sound of the metal impact was different, and Zhang Yang confronted the old man one after another, constantly hitting his vital points, causing all kinds of fist marks to appear on his mixed body. These days, Zhang Yang has studied warships and mecha in all aspects, and knows where their weaknesses are concentrated.

In some places, the dead line was even higher, and Zhang Yang cut it with a sharp blade, and wounds of different sizes appeared. The old man regretted that this was a monster with a terrifying body, amazing speed, and all kinds of strange tricks, which made him tired of dealing with it.

What frightened him the most was that sometimes a seemingly ordinary sword could easily tear his sturdy Great Yuanzun-level mecha open a wound that "penetrated deep into the bone marrow", which made his heart ache.

"Click!"

The sparks were everywhere, and many traces of the silver-white mecha were destroyed, and the luster of the mecha was much darker. The old man with blood pupils changed color in shock, he changed too quickly, he never thought that a junior of the Yuan Zun level could tear apart the Great Yuan Zun level mecha he was controlling with his body alone!

"Are you really as rumored in the vast world, you have obtained a great transformation in Bai Yujing, opened the immortal physique of the ancient period, and fully recovered as a god?" He couldn't help but scream.

In Shudi, taking genetic evolution liquid can open the treasure of the human body, and it is even said to activate the blood of the gods. Cheng Mengmeng, the eldest lady of the Cheng family, who had a relationship with Zhang Yang, opened part of the divine bloodline, and this divine bloodline was the various immortal physiques that were active in ancient times.

Accompanied by a flash of lightning, the red and blue light in Zhang Yang's eyes shone brightly, and a sword slashed down diagonally and accurately hit the largest death line, shattering half of the mecha's body. There are also sparks in various patterns, and wisps of white smoke are emitted.

The old man with blood pupils regretted that he wanted to die headlong, it was really too much, so he was destroyed his precious mecha, and the loss was immeasurable. You must know that he spent almost all of his net worth to evolve to this stage for this mecha.

But now is not the time to hesitate, saving his life is the most important, he rushed out of the mecha, opened the wormhole and wanted to escape. He was not even an opponent when he was driving a mecha, and the old man with blood pupils didn't think that he could compete with a monster like Zhang Yang who tore at the mecha with his own body alone.

However, how could Zhang Yang give him a chance, this person deceived him like this, he must stay here, and the murderer will always kill him!

"The wall of iron sand, the tower of monks, the scorching iron, because of its resoluteness, it is silent. The seventy-fifth of the bound road, five pillars of iron! As Zhang Yang finished chanting, five huge iron pillars suddenly emerged from mid-air and smashed down on the head and limbs of the old man with blood pupils, making him unable to move.

Brush, Zhang Yang's feet fought in an instant, turned into a floating light, and in an instant, grabbed it and lifted it from the ground. The old man with blood pupils was shocked, he was a great Yuan Venerable powerhouse who was about to set foot in the Yuan Sect, but at this moment, he was grabbed like a little chicken, and it was difficult to shake it.

"Young people have something to say, and old decay can give you endless benefits. You must know that my brother is a powerful elder in Qi Tianling, and he has the combat power of a fleet, and if you kill me, you will not be able to gain a foothold in Qi Tianling. The old man with blood pupils was completely soft, and his face was pale.

Zhang Yang sneered, and with a pop, he directly pulled his head off, and blood gushed from the broken neck and nose. "What if you are killed, you can't get a foothold? Qi Tian is just a pedal for my rise, and my ambition is the sea of stars! ”

Zhang Yang's expression was cold, and a slap fell, like a watermelon, and the head became a puddle of plasma. Before reaching the Yuan Sect, the Yuan Shen of the professional could not leave the body and hid in Sendai above his head. Zhang Yang's flip was shattered even with the Yuan Shen of the old man with blood pupils, and he was completely wiped out.