Under everyone's nervous gaze, the smoke and dust in the battlefield finally dissipated, gradually revealing Zhang Yang and Xu Heng, who were fighting inside.

A broken halberd lay quietly not far from the Beginningless Bell, and only half of the halberd long rod was held by Xu Heng in his hand. The blood that flowed from the cracked tiger's mouth flowed down the pole and left on the ancient chariot, making a ticking sound.

This halberd was just ordinary equipment, and it was destroyed by the anti-shock force the moment it slashed at the Beginningless Bell, and even directly cracked the tiger's mouth in Xu Heng's palm.

Compared to the halberd, the ancient chariot that seemed to be about to disintegrate did not have any losses, but the surrounding four elephant phantoms were a little dimmed, and the thunder had also decreased a lot.

Except for Zhang Yang's gray face made by smoke and dust, he didn't seem to have any big problems. At this moment, he was staring at the ancient chariot under Xu Heng with a curious expression, revealing a look of desire. Men always lack the corresponding resistance to luxury cars and beautiful women.

Xu Heng's blow was not amazing, with the help of the power of the ancient chariot, this charge sent out by condensing the spirit of the whole body, even the ghost wolf did not dare to confidently say that it could resist unscathed. No one expected that after such a shocking blow, it would be such a result.

The scene was silent, and everyone was stunned, silently watching all this. This result came so suddenly that everyone accepted a little incompetence. They never expected that this seemingly inconspicuous ancient clock would be even more terrifying than the ancient chariot of the previous civilization era summoned by Xu Heng.

Most of the people in the Ghost Wolf Mercenary Regiment, facing this scene, couldn't help but have a fever on their faces and a trace of worry. Previously, they thought that Zhang Yang was just a joke in the birthday banquet, but now they can't laugh anymore.

Some well-intentioned people secretly looked at the ghost wolf sitting in the first place, and saw that the ghost wolf still looked confident, and different thoughts flooded in their hearts.

"Zheng!"

The sword roared in the sky, and bursts of terrifying sword intent emanated from the sword marks on the ancient chariot, all of which were reproduced by the marks left by the former powerhouses. Xu Heng threw away the truncated halberd and drove the bronze ancient chariot over again. The thunder and lightning beside him formed arrows, which were constantly thrown at Zhang Yang by him.

Under the wheel of the ancient chariot, patches of thunder patterns were generated, and they flew through the air, pressing down like a mountain. The thunder was deafening, like a huge ocean in the sky, making people's hearts palpitate.

Zhang Yang aimed at the Beginningless Bell twice and finally put it down, because in his heart, this bronze ancient battlefield was already his personal belongings. It looked like it was about to collapse, but if it was smashed by the Beginningless Bell again, Zhang Yang didn't know if the ancient chariot could hold it. In case it is smashed, Zhang Yang will have the heart to die.

"Kang!"

The Garuda Flame of the Fudo Ming King instantly wrapped Zhang Yang, this was to resist the thunder thrown by Xu Heng around the ancient chariot, so that Zhang Yang could fight in close combat. Otherwise, once it is electrocuted in the midst of this thunder, the damage is secondary, but the paralyzing effect will give Zhang Yang a headache.

The speed of the god was in sight, and even the ancient chariot that was rushing like lightning slowed down in Zhang Yang's eyes. In an instant, he appeared beside Xu Heng impartially. Feeling the swelling pain coming from his eyes and the sharp pain of torn muscles in his body, Zhang Yang had to give up continuing to use this ability.

The thunder around the chariot wrapped Xu Heng in an instant, and a pair of transparent armor flashing with thunder appeared. Zhang Yang and Xu Heng, one is like the god of fire, and the other is like the god of thunder, making the people around them feel as if they are in a legendary mythical battlefield.

The speed of thunder and lightning is so fast, and so is the speed of Zhang Yang, in just an instant, the two have already exchanged dozens of moves.

Although the scene looked evenly matched, Xu Heng's heart couldn't help but become anxious. The power of this ancient chariot is amazing, but the cost is also very huge. Even with his Yuan Zun level's Yuan Force, it can't withstand the consumption for too long.

originally thought that after summoning the ancient chariot, he would be able to solve Zhang Yang quickly, but now it has fallen into a stalemate, which has put Xu Heng in a dilemma. If there was no ancient chariot, Xu Heng knew that he would never be a flamboyant opponent from the time he had just fought against him.

After all, Xu Heng only has the primary exercises of the Yellow Order, although he has the strength of Yuan Zun, but whether it is the quality or the reserves, after urging the ancient chariot, the rest may not be as good as Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang also found out about this situation, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile a little. After coming to the immortal bean from the pit of the system, Zhang Yang's Qi Recovery Pill did not stop like a jelly bean along the way, and was always close to its peak.

Just when Xu Heng showed a flaw because of the panic in his heart, Zhang Yang's eyes lit up. The spirit and spirit of the whole body converged, making Zhang Yang look like a sharp holy sword.

The snow slashed forward, like a demon blade that destroyed the world, and the surrounding space was actually disintegrating, and black spatial cracks appeared. formed a terrifying abyss, wanting to pull and devour Xu Heng.

With a quick turn, with the help of centrifugal force, the snow walked and swung out a second blow almost instantly. Xu Heng, who was about to be sucked, cut out a huge wound from his head to his waist, and the thunder armor on his body disappeared with a bang.

The ancient chariot also slowly stopped after Xu Heng's death, and all the visions around it disappeared, reverting to the appearance of being about to disintegrate, full of cracks and patina.

Tianxiang Dragon Flash, the sword skill that Zhang Yang had just cast, was also the only sword skill that Zhang Yang could not perform even if he had reached 100% proficiency.

The Sky Dragon Flash is the highest sword technique in the Flying Sword Stream, and it is a super god-speed move that is faster than the speed of God. With the first blow, a stream of air is released, creating a vacuum in front of the opponent to enter the opponent, and then with the help of the ultracentrifugal force generated by the rapid rotation, the second blow is quickly slashed.

It wasn't until he comprehended the instantaneous coaxing and this period of penance, and his body was able to withstand the tearing caused by this speed, that Zhang Yang found that he was finally able to perform this terrifying sword technique. And because compared to the world where Kenshin has no Yuan Force, the first blow is no longer just a vacuum, but a spatial rift!

Just when everyone was stunned by the battle just now, a figure moved. The tattoo on the wolf's head on his chest seemed to come to life, and let out a long, terrible and ferocious howl.

The hair on the face must fly, and the green light in the eyes is even more abundant. The right hand reached out, and a claw formed by Yuan Li emerged and grabbed towards Zhang Yang's heart.

It's the ghost wolf!

Zhang Yang's pupils shrank, and his bare skin was swept by the strong wind blown by the powerful Yuan Force of the ghost wolf. Just as Zhang Yang was about to use the mirror to stop the water, a green glass-like curtain wall appeared in front of Zhang Yang.

Although it looked like a huge piece of glass, it was far stronger than Zhang Yang had imagined, and it still stood peacefully in front of Zhang Yang after withstanding the powerful blow of the ghost wolf.

"Protective barrier?! It's you! The ghost wolf's eyes narrowed slightly, the sleeves of his robe were windless, and some unexpected voices sounded.

Zhang Yang took this opportunity to put the ancient chariot into the backpack space first, and then hid behind the Beginningless Bell in an instant, and then looked in the direction of the distant door.

The person who came made Zhang Yang stunned, it was Xu Yang, the chief butler of the Yuan family. The suit on his body was not wrinkled at all, and his hair was meticulously combed, and he walked towards Zhang Yang without hurrying.

The most strange thing for Zhang Yang is Xu Yang's hands, which are putting on a weird shape at the moment. Crossing the fingers of both hands will create a posture where the middle finger and index finger overlap each other.

Corssed fingers！ A gesture that represents luck and the exorcism of the cross.

Seeing Xu Yang's appearance, Zhang Ke shouted happily: "Uncle Xu Yang! And with this call, Zhang Yang probably guessed the reason why Xu Yang would protect himself from the ghost wolf just now.

"I'm going to keep this guy!" Xu Yang didn't have any nonsense, and said directly to the ghost wolf. Whether it is his own strength or the power of the Yuan family, it is the confidence that allows him to say so.

Xu Yang's low, slightly magnetic voice was like a boulder smashing on the surface of a calm lake. It's not a ripple, it's a huge wave!

The Yuan family is going to do something!