"Boom"

The two fists intersected, making a violent sound, and the two of them were hit back a few steps by the huge impact.

The night spirit asked the evil to look at Zhang Yang's figure solemnly, the punch just now, he almost used all his strength, but it was comparable to Zhang Yang's punch.

From this point of view, Zhang Yang's cultivation is not weaker than himself, and it is very difficult to defeat him.

But for the sake of the Night Spirit Family, the Night Spirit Asking Evil must face Zhang Yang, even if there is no chance of winning, he has to fight hard, at least he has made efforts.

"Come on!" Zhang Yang shouted.

In the battle just now, Zhang Yang purely relied on the strength of his physical body to fight against the night spirit and the evil spirit, originally thinking that he would fall behind, but he didn't expect to be evenly matched.

This made Zhang Yang's self-confidence swell even more, in terms of a single round of physical body, he was not much different from the night spirit asking evil, and even slightly better than the night spirit asking evil.

The night spirit roared and rushed towards Zhang Yang in an instant, smashing his huge fist into Zhang Yang's face in an attempt to destroy Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang's eyes stared at the Night Spirit Questioning Action, in his opinion, the Night Spirit's Questioning Movement was really a little slow, and he couldn't compete with his own speed at all.

As a result, he felt that the Night Spirit Asking Evil Saint Venerable Martial Artist was very watery, and the water was very thick, and he didn't know what to say.

In fact, the night spirit asked the evil spirit, and he was also very distressed, and he relied on the help of others to get through the last heavenly tribulation, but the benefits he got were much less.

So much so that although the Night Spirit Asking Evil is a Saint Venerable Martial Artist, it is not as powerful as those Saint Venerable Martial Artists who really rely on themselves to survive the Heavenly Tribulation.

To be precise, the Night Spirit Asking Evil is many times stronger than the Saint Emperor's peak martial artist, and much better than the ordinary Saint Venerable martial artist.

Unless the Night Spirit Asking Evil has a powerful artifact or holy weapon, maybe it can shorten the gap between them, Zhang Yang also believes that this Night Spirit Asking Evil has an artifact or holy weapon on his body, but it is not yet time to take it out.

"If you want to be tough, I'll be afraid that you won't succeed!" Zhang Yang sneered.

Swinging his fist to meet it, the two fists bombarded each other, making a huge sound again, this time Zhang Yang took seven steps back, while the Night Spirit Asking Evil took ten steps back.

The gap between the two was finally revealed, and the night spirit looked at Zhang Yang in shock, how could he never have thought that Zhang Yang's strength would be so strong.

In his opinion, Zhang Yang is really too young, even if he is a Saint Venerable Martial Artist, he has just advanced, and many powers must not have been mastered yet, but judging from these two fights.

It clearly indicates that Zhang Yang has been stepping into the Saint Venerable Martial Artist for a long time, which has greatly challenged the self-esteem of the Night Spirit Asking Evil, and he feels that he is really too aggrieved.

"Is this the difference in talent?" the night spirit asked himself.

Looking at Zhang Yang's relaxed appearance, the night spirit asked the evil spirit in his heart to be unspeakably uncomfortable, it was really too embarrassing, too angry!

"Come on, take out your true strength, and tell you the truth, I'm only at the peak of the Saint Emperor's cultivation now, and I'm not a Saint Venerable!" Zhang Yang laughed.

It seems that if you don't use your hole cards, you can kill this night spirit.

Now I am telling him about my cultivation, just to make him uneasy, to expose his flaws, and it will be easier to start by himself.

"This is impossible, with your strength, it is clearly a Saint Venerable Martial Artist!" the night spirit asked the evil news, and his face changed greatly, and his face was full of incredulity.

Zhang Yang's words just now deeply stimulated him and made it difficult for him to accept that Zhang Yang only had the peak cultivation of the Holy Emperor, and he was not a Saint Venerable Martial Artist at all.

As for himself, he is clearly a Saint Venerable Martial Artist, but he is even weaker than him, a Saint Emperor Peak Martial Artist.

Now he looks down on himself even more, and lets himself exert all his strength, which makes the night spirit ask the evil very angry, and he has never been looked down upon so much.

"I'll make you regret it!" the Night Spirit said in a cold and angry voice.

"Come on, let me see your true strength!" Zhang Yang said defiantly.

The night spirit asked the evil and roared, and a turquoise long sword appeared in his hand, Zhang Yang fixed his eyes and saw that it was a low-grade holy weapon, and he was slightly surprised for a moment.

"Heh, it turned out to be a low-grade holy weapon, it seems that the background of the Night Spirit Family is really not bad!" Zhang Yang said with a smile.

The night spirit asked the evil and looked at Zhang Yang coldly, and said, "I got this inferior holy weapon by accident, and I have never killed anyone, so I will take you under the knife!"

Zhang Yang glanced at him disdainfully, and said sarcastically: "I got it unintentionally? Hehe, you can't treat me as a three-year-old hairy child? It's just a holy weapon that destroyed other people's doors, and he has the face to say that he got it by accident, it's really shameless!"

"You...... Come on!" the night spirit asked the evil to be enraged, and frantically attacked Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang just said it inadvertently, but he didn't know that it was right, this inferior holy weapon is the inheritance treasure of a small family, and the night spirit asked the evil spirit by accident and saw it inadvertently, so he became greedy.

On a dark and windy night, the masked entered the small family, destroyed it with his own strength, and seized this inferior holy artifact.

This matter is very secretive, no one knows about it at all, and even the Night Spirit family does not know that the Night Spirit Asking Evil once destroyed a family in order to obtain a low-grade holy weapon.

However, even if they knew, I am afraid they would not say anything, in their opinion, the inferior holy weapon should be used by the strong, with the power of the night spirit family, it is just right.

"Humph!"

Zhang Yang snorted coldly, his divine sense moved, and he summoned Chixiao.

The dark yellow aura enveloped Chixiao, making Chixiao look very mysterious, even if the night spirit asked the evil spirit, no matter how stupid he was, he could see that Chixiao was extraordinary.

"The name of the sword is Chixiao, the best celestial weapon!" Zhang Yang said coldly.

Night Spirit asked the evil news, and his face suddenly changed, he never expected that the divine sword in Zhang Yang's hand turned out to be a superb heavenly weapon.

Judging from the weapon, he has obviously fallen behind, how much can the best celestial weapon help Zhang Yang increase his combat power, and the night spirit asks the evil is not clear.

Because he had never seen the best celestial weapon at all, not even an ordinary celestial weapon.

A heart is cold, he feels that he is hanging, and it is very likely that he will die here.

As soon as he thought of this, the night spirit asked the evil and suddenly went crazy, he wanted to defeat Zhang Yang, he wanted to escape from here, he didn't want to die, so he could only desperately defeat Zhang Yang.

"Fight hard, kill me, and you can get the Chixiao Divine Sword!" Zhang Yang said with a cold smile.

The night spirit asked the evil news, and suddenly rushed towards Zhang Yang, swinging his sword and slashing at Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang stared closely at the direction of the sword, but at the moment when the sword was about to stab him, it disappeared strangely, and from behind him, a cold breath appeared.

"Not good!" Zhang Yang's face changed, he didn't expect that the Night Spirit Asking Evil would have such an ability, and the speed would be so fast.

"Bang"

Zhang Yang met the enemy with his backhand, and collided with the inferior holy weapon, making a crisp sound.

Zhang Yang took a few steps back, looked at the night spirit with cold eyes, and said, "It seems that I underestimated you, I didn't expect your speed to be so fast!"

Zhang Yang can be sure that it was definitely not teleportation just now, but a performance of extreme speed.

This night spirit is really not an ordinary person, and it actually has such a strange ability.

"Hmph, there's a lot you don't know, you're going to die today!" said the Night Spirit coldly.

"Then it depends on whose strength is strong, take it!" Zhang Yang shouted.

The figure suddenly flashed, appeared in front of the night spirit and asked the evil, and swung his sword down.

"No, it's impossible, how can you be so fast!" Night Spirit asked the evil in shock, and hurriedly met it, and the two fought again.

"It's teleportation! You'll teleport!" Night Spirit asked the evil to think of the magic power of teleportation, and looked at Zhang Yang with a great change in his face.

"It's good to know!" Zhang Yang looked at him with a sneer.

Night Spirit asked the evil spirit to retreat in his heart, and fighting against the teleporting warrior was purely looking for abuse, or even looking for death.

The Holy Emperor and the Holy Venerable, although they are only one word apart, but their strength is very different, even if the Saint Emperor is at the peak of the martial artist, if he wants to kill the Holy Venerable Martial Artist, it is a pipe dream.

However, there are exceptions to this, Zhang Yang is an example, with Zhang Yang's physical strength, plus the divine consciousness of the Holy Venerable realm, plus the divine power of teleportation.

With these, Zhang Yang has the capital to confront the Saint Venerable Warrior, of course, the most important thing is that Zhang Yang has enough hole cards, the ontology Heavenly Dragon Emperor.

The combat power of the Divine Beast is not comparable to that of ordinary martial artists, even if it is a Divine Beast at the peak of the Holy Emperor, it can also fight against the martial artists of the Saint Venerable Realm.

For the Divine Beast, the challenge of leapfrogging is not a problem, the question is whether the opponent can be severely injured, or even killed.

The night spirit looked at Zhang Yang with a ghost-like expression, just now Zhang Yang personally admitted that he could teleport, which was more shocking than anything else.

The supernatural power of teleportation has not appeared for thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of years, but at this moment, in front of him, one actually appeared.

How could this not shock him? A warrior who can teleport, that is simply a sign of immortality, if you want to kill him, you will have to freeze all the space around you.

But is it possible? Freezing space, even a Saint Venerable Martial Artist, can't even think of doing it, unless you comprehend the laws of space, maybe there is really such a possibility.

Of course, there are exceptions, the eight royal families can join forces to cast a space freeze, so that the warrior cannot teleport, which is why the eight royal families are superior.

"You...... Do you really teleport?!" the night spirit asked the evil spirit.

The words were full of unwillingness, Zhang Yang would teleport, which also meant that he already had undefeated capital, and even if his realm was much higher than him, he would not be able to kill him at all.

A martial artist who can teleport is simply an immortal cockroach, if you look at it with a knife, people will dodge it with a teleportation, and they will fart!

Zhang Yang looked at him with some amusement, like a high king, looking down on his courtiers, or ants.

"Why? I think it's incredible, isn't teleportation very difficult to learn?, is it necessary to be so surprised?" Zhang Yang said slowly with a hook of the corners of his mouth.

The night spirit asked the evil rumor, almost vomited blood without being angry, teleportation is difficult to learn? God, that is very difficult to learn, how many people can teleport?

I'm afraid that among those reclusive Saint Venerable Martial Artists, there will be a few cases, anyway, I haven't seen it, and you are the first.

The night spirit asked the evil desire to cry without tears, what kind of enemy did he provoke, and he didn't even pay attention to the supernatural power of teleportation.

Even verbally he doesn't care about teleportation, how not to make him crazy, this is simply a naked insult to himself.

"You...... You ......" The night spirit asked the evil spirit, and was so stimulated that he couldn't speak, and said several words to you in a row.

"Okay, don't you, yours, if you have anything to say, say it quickly, otherwise hurry up and continue to fight until you are killed by me!" Zhang Yang said disdainfully.

"Poof"

The night spirit was finally squirted out a mouthful of blood by Zhang Yang, pointed at Zhang Yang angrily, and roared, "You...... You're deceiving people too much!"

When Zhang Yang heard this, he felt funny, and sneered: "Please, we are enemies now? You say that I deceive people too much, but what about you? What about your Night Spirit Family? It's not the same, the tiger is not powerful, you treat me as a sick cat!"

The night spirit asked the evil spirit no more, waved the holy weapon in his hand, and stabbed at Zhang Yang.

For him, he doesn't have to worry about other things now, just kill Zhang Yang, just this belief.

There is no need to worry about the rest, the survival of the Night Spirit Family has also been put aside, and the most important thing now is to kill Zhang Yang and let himself escape.

As long as they don't die, the Neredolin family will have hope to get back on their feet, but it will take a little longer.

"Bang"

The two swords collided, and the crisp sound continued, Zhang Yang was like a cat playing with a mouse, fighting against the night spirit.

At this moment, the Night Spirit Bo Ye had lost the calmness that a Saint Venerable Martial Artist should have, and the combat power of his whole body could not be exerted to one or two, and he had long been carried away by anger.

Because of this, Zhang Yang is also able to deal with it easily, and he doesn't have to worry about how much trouble the night spirit will cause to him.

"This is the power of the Saint Venerable Martial Artist? It's rubbish!" Zhang Yang said sarcastically.

"You...... Look for...... Die!" the night spirit asked the evil and roared angrily.

"Wind and Fire Sword!"

The night spirit roared, and the sword style changed suddenly, and the blazing flames wrapped the holy sword, carrying repeated warm winds and stabbing towards Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang's expression changed, the power of this move was a bit huge, if he was stabbed, he might bring some damage to himself.

Fortunately, this guy is still in anger at the moment, and his strength has not been fully exerted, otherwise it will be really difficult for him to deal with it.

"A sword!"

Zhang Yang also shouted, Chixiao danced like a phoenix, surrounded by milky white sword rays, and sword shadows one after another.

Seeing this, the night spirit asked the evil spirit, and his face changed greatly, what a terrifying attack, the power was comparable to the blow of the Holy Venerable Martial Artist.

"Boom"

The two fought, and a huge sound resounded in the killing array, and the warriors who were still alive in the Night Spirit Family heard this loud noise.

One by one, their faces were anxious, if they continued like this, the Night Spirit Family would really be wiped out, and there were only about twenty of the hundreds of Saint Emperor peak martial artists left at this moment.

Song Teng, who was controlling the killing array, kept stuffing the pill into his mouth, and the holy power consumed quickly recovered.

"Damn, this control killing array really consumes holy power, especially this heavenly killing array, the power is really unimaginable!" Song Teng scolded.

"Hey, what's this loud noise? It's not good, I don't know what happened to Zhang Yang, damn it, we have to hurry up and get rid of these people and help him!" Song Teng's face immediately changed after hearing the loud noise.

The hand is constantly sealed, the speed is staggering, and the form of the killing array has changed again, and the power is even greater than before.

"Hell, this guy who controls the killing array, is the holy power endless!"

"Impossible, even a Saint Venerable Martial Artist may not be able to support it for such a long time!"

"He must have the aid of the elixir to restore the holy power, damn it, we must get out of this place quickly, otherwise we will definitely die!"

“......”

The people of the Night Spirit family began to panic, and in this way, they had no chance of winning.

When people's holy power is consumed, they swallow a pill directly, and the holy power recovers, and although they also have pills, they can't afford to consume it like this!

The elixirs that the Night Spirit Family had treasured for thousands of years were almost exhausted by them, and now they were in even more danger.

"I won't let you go, Zhang Yang!" an elder let out an unwilling roar, engulfed by the flames of rage, and not even ashes remained.

"Seven!" an elder cried out in pain.

It's a pity that no matter how much he shouts, the elder Lao Qi can't survive, and the people who die in the killing array are all scattered, and Zhang Yang doesn't even give them a chance to reincarnate.

This is also Zhang Yang's means, if they are given the opportunity to reincarnate, they will be in trouble in the future, there will be cause and effect, he doesn't want to face a terrifying enemy in the future, so he can simply solve it like this.

"Big brother, avenge us!" Another elder also roared one after another, being devoured by the undead, ten thousand arrows pierced his heart and died, and his soul was absorbed by the undead, and his soul flew away and died.

The Great Elder watched his brother die continuously, his liver and gall were broken, his eyes were red, and he almost went crazy.

"You all retreat for me, I'm going to ruin this formation!" the Great Elder roared sadly.

When the living elder heard this, his face suddenly changed, and he thought of a certain possibility, and hurriedly persuaded: "Great Elder, you can't do this, the Night Spirit Family needs you!"

"Yes, Great Elder, don't do anything stupid!"

"Method, let's think together, don't make such a tasteless sacrifice!"

“......”

The Great Elder looked at these former brothers and said with a wry smile, "Take care, the future of the Night Spirit Family will be handed over to you!"

After speaking, the holy power continued to surge into the dantian, and the powerful power stimulated his dantian.

Song Teng's face changed greatly, and he yelled: "Damn, I even want to blow myself up, but there is no door!"

The Great Elder roared in pain, "Boom!"

The white light enveloped the Great Elder, and the huge force impacted the formation, and the entire killing array was shaky and almost broken.

Zhang Yang's face changed, knowing that someone had blown himself up, and it was estimated that this formation would not be supported for long.

Even Song Teng, who controlled the formation, was swallowed by the formation and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.

"Zhang Yang, what should I do now? The killing array is almost unsupportable, damn it, the power of the Great Elder's self-explosion is too strong!" Song Teng's anxious words came into Zhang Yang's ears.

In the killing array, only the two of them can move freely and are not affected by the killing array.

And Song Teng, who presided over the killing array, could also find Zhang Yang's location at will in the killing array and transmit the voice to him, which is the advantage of controlling the people in the killing array.

Zhang Yang was just surprised at the beginning, but now his face has recovered, and he said to Song Teng: "Don't worry, this killing array is ruined, and the second killing array will be opened!"

When Song Teng heard this, he was taken aback, what did he hear? Zhang Yang actually knew how to combine formations, or even superimpose formations, how could this be?

A refiner with the level of superimposed formations, his realm has definitely surpassed the heavenly products and reached an incredible level, and only that kind of person can use superimposed formations.

Even in ancient times, the superimposed formation was very difficult to find, and it almost only existed in legends.

When Zhang Yang arranged the formation at that time, he also thought that these elders would jump over the wall in a hurry, and choose to self-destruct, although the power of the killing array was huge, but it could not stand the self-explosion of a Saint Emperor peak martial artist.

That power is comparable to the strongest blow of the Saint Venerable Martial Artist, and no matter how powerful the killing array is, it can't resist it.

Now, this conjecture has indeed come true, and there are warriors in the Night Spirit family who are not afraid of death who choose to blow themselves up, and the killing array is almost destroyed.

Seeing this, the night spirit laughed and said, "Zhang Yang, it's time for you to worry, how long can this killing array last? As long as they get out of trouble, it will be your death!"

Zhang Yang pursed his lips disdainfully and said: "You and I can't be an idiot, I have expected this situation a long time ago, you can watch it when the time comes, I will tell you what despair is!"

Intuitively, he felt that everything Zhang Yang said was the truth, but the formation was about to break, what hole cards did he not have?

Do you think he can kill all of us alone? It's impossible.

But is that the case, what is the situation? Is there anything I don't know? What is going on?

No matter how the night spirit asked the evil spirit, he would never have thought that Zhang Yang would use the superposition formation, otherwise, he would definitely not be blind to Zhang Yang here, and he would have already found a way to escape.

It's a pity that it was because of his own blind arrogance that he pushed himself into the fire pit.

"Hmph, I'm still stubborn, I'd like to see your crying face later!" the night spirit asked the evil haha and laughed.

No matter how you think about it, it's impossible, and the night spirit asks the evil spirit, so he puts his mind at ease, and treats himself as a cat, and Zhang Yang as a mouse.

But as everyone knows, Zhang Yang didn't take him seriously at all, cats play mice, and still care how big the mice are? The cat itself is the natural enemy of the mouse, and when the mouse sees the cat, it can only lie on his stomach obediently.

"If you don't believe me, you can attack it!" Zhang Yang said disdainfully.

"Do you really think I won't dare?" the Night Spirit said in a cold voice.

Zhang Yang glanced at the night spirit with disdain again, as if asking him, why don't you make a move, are you only playing tricks?

Seeing this, the night spirit asked the evil spirit, roared angrily, drew his sword and attacked Zhang Yang, he wanted Zhang Yang to know what the fate of offending the Saint Venerable Martial Artist was.

Zhang Yang indifferently looked at the night spirit asking evil that was attacking him, his eyes revealed a fine light, and he saw the flaws of the night spirit asking evil clearly.

(End of chapter)

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