The demon capital, one of the top ten holy cities in Shudi, has existed since ancient times, and the gladiatorial arena is one of its famous holy places.

The gladiatorial arena was lively every day, and today is even more prosperous, because the king of men has reached a hundred consecutive victories! And then it was rumored that the character Zhang Yang, who had caused Qi Tianling to spend the strongest genetic evolution liquid in the third stage to find, was even more gambling with others!

This made the Shu people, who were already fond of watching the excitement, even more excited, and flocked to the gladiatorial arena one after another. Even though the seats are already full, even if you are out and watching it on the big screen, it is great.

At this moment, what is being shown on the big screen is the battle scene between Zhang Yang and Yuan Rate.

A large seal as black as ink pressed down, and the huge golden word shined, even through a screen, the audience outside the venue could feel the huge pressure coming from it, as if it was about to suppress the heavens.

The black wind is like a big demon being born, and it can't stop whistling, and every time it can blow up a layer of earth. The huge flame explosion is like an extraterritorial meteorite falling, blocking all retreats, and the seal of the big seal of the town word locks the sky and the earth, no matter how you look at it, Zhang Yang has become a turtle in an urn, and there is no hope of turning the tables.

"Hey, let's go without play, the three-way highland is broken, and the crystal can't be saved, everyone wash and go home and sleep."

"Hey, it's a pity that my treasure medicine, how good it is to eat subsistence allowance with peace of mind, and make a fortune without brainless pressure."

"Lao Tie 666, if it turns over, the tenfold odds will explode instantly."

"Come on, you can turn over the live broadcast of labor and management and eat, eat now, eat upside down, eat on your knees, eat 360 degrees without dead ends."

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Zhang Yang didn't know that at this moment, it was already widely believed that he would be defeated, and he felt that the winner would be determined by this move, and he was already highly concentrated at this moment.

"Here comes the sword! Break it for me! ”

A sword peak emerged from the top of Zhang Yang's head, wisps of sword intent were mighty, the sword roared all night, and thousands of white mangs were cast, and all the big seals of the town were resisted outside.

Now Zhang Yang's comprehension of sword intent can be described as the ultimate realm, a sword breaking mountains and rivers, flying sword streams, and the sword intent of many sword peaks in Shu are smelted in one with themselves as the furnace. In ancient times, he was also a kendo master, and he was an ancestor-level figure who could open a mountain and establish a school.

The way of the sword, no matter what kind of move changes, can not be separated from the grip, pull, swing, slash, stab, through the extreme meaning of the move, you can forget the existence of the move. What Zhang Yang walked was to refine the complicated moves into the simplest way, comprehend the true meaning of them, and turn them into his own sword moves.

Reaching the pinnacle of the pinnacle of kendo with the most basic foundation is the simplest and most profound truth. Zhang Yang's inspiration for doing so came from a legendary figure who wields a sword, Yanagi Kenkage. This kind of sword intent, Zhang Yang also took advantage of the situation to name the Ten Thousand Gods Tribulation.

Skills can enter the Tao, art can pass through God, the road is simple, but it is complicated.

As soon as the Ten Thousand Divine Tribulation was unleashed by Zhang Yang, it showed its extraordinary, just the outflow of sword intent, and it resisted the attack of the Yuan Rate. The golden light of Zhang Yang's right hand flowed, ** showed out, and his footsteps appeared at the bottom of the Sword Peak.

A fierce punch was blasted out, and the sword peak was like a fairy sword running through, becoming bigger and bigger and straight into the big seal of the town. A circular curtain wall appeared beside Zhang Yang, and a huge fireball like a mage's flame blast slammed into it, making a thunderous roar. Countless red magma was left along the curtain wall, releasing a terrifying temperature, and the pale golden curtain wall tended to soften.

This pale golden curtain wall is nothing else, it is the eighty-first tie road that is empty, but it has been changed into a ring by Zhang Yang through some means, referring to the barrier use of Xu Yang, the housekeeper of the Yuan family, who he once saw in Rogue Town.

After Jian Feng was struck by Zhang Yang's fierce force, it was like a Kunpeng with wings flapping upward, hitting the dark town character seal, as if the co-workers had hit Buzhou Mountain. For a while, countless fragments fell from the sky, each piece flashing with patterns, like a meteor shower sprinkled outside the territory, and like a heavenly river falling to the world.

These fragments have the pitch-black Zhenzi Great Seal, and there are also the Jinyun Mountain Sword Peak that is as clean as a moonstone, although they are all just condensed moves, but they seem to be substance. Where the Great Seal of the Town character collided with the Sword Peak of Jinyun Mountain, the space was even more annihilated, and a deep black hole was formed, constantly devouring everything around it, and there was a tendency to expand.

This kind of space formed by using the formation is extremely unstable, and under the devouring of this black hole, there are already signs of collapse!

"Soul light! Do you want the two of us to die together! Xun character, chanting wind rope. A black wind whirl, like a poisonous snake, suddenly appeared behind Zhang Yang across the space, and suddenly tightened, binding Zhang Yang's hands tightly behind him.

The rules of the gladiatorial arena never allow anyone to quit halfway, and if you want to quit, you must divide the winner or loser, either one party admits defeat or one side dies, and there will never be any accommodation, even if it is the powerful heir of one party. Just like the way of heaven, not for Yao's survival, not for the sake of destruction, this terrifying space black hole made Yuan Rate feel the danger of death.

Although this is just a black hole caused by the collapse of the formation space, it is not something he can contend with, unless he has a mecha to protect it. And if a stable area like Shu collapses to form a spatial black hole, let alone the Yuan King, even the legendary Yuan Emperor Yuan Emperor may not be able to escape.

Facing the wind god who bound him, Zhang Yang just used force, and the hot Garuda flame ignited and broke it apart. At the same time, a little bit of foot, like a big peng fighting in the sky, pinching the sword fingers in his hand, a long sword condensed by the sword peak appeared under the white sword light.

"It's useless, you won't be able to touch me at all! Isn't it good to die obediently, you still want to pull me up with such a lowly life? Yuan Rate roared angrily, this space was about to collapse at any time, making it difficult for him to stay calm anymore. As soon as the handprint was pinched, the huge fireballs condensed beside him, and he kept smashing them towards the galloping Zhang Yang.

Compared with Yuan Rate's anxious expression, Zhang Yang was much more indifferent. The light of the Demon Eye of Death flashed in his eyes, and several dead lines that had not appeared before appeared in his eyes, this was the dead line of the Shifting Array!

In addition to the fact that the Eye of Death can cut off the actual things, it can even cut off some conceptual things such as magic and space, as long as your ability is sufficient, Zhang Yang has just tried to see the Shifting Array as a living life in the form of a formation.

Sure enough, when Zhang Yang regarded it as his life, the dead line of this conceptual formation was also displayed in front of him. Zhang Yang couldn't help but show a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and the long sword in his hand slashed towards one of the dead lines.

In the face of Zhang Yang, this was just a bland slash, but Yuan Rate somehow had an illusion that he couldn't avoid it, as if he had been locked by a strange qi. Especially when he saw the coldness at the corner of Zhang Yang's mouth, it aggravated the uneasiness in his heart, he wouldn't capsize in the gutter, right?