"Wang Shan, why don't you go yet?"

Yan Song saw that the man in the yellow shirt was motionless, his brows furrowed slightly, and he was a little dissatisfied.

"Hmph, just four heavens, what are you afraid of, don't bluff here, watch me crush your bones into slag!"

The man in the yellow shirt must be a god, and the soles of his feet are together, and he bounces onto the stone platform.

"A stinky boy who has just advanced to the Fourth Heaven dares to be so arrogant, look at how Lao Tzu cleans you up! You are such a waste, I have cleaned up no less than twenty people on the second floor, including a Divine Wheel Realm Nine Heavens, hum!"

The man in the yellow shirt looked at Zhuang Yu, who looked calm on the other side, and felt ashamed and angry again.

No matter how you look at it, Zhuang Yu's expression seems to be saying that this battle will end soon!

This point made the man in the yellow shirt extremely angry.

"You're talking too much nonsense, do you want to make a move? I have limited time, if you don't make a move, I'm going to make a move. ”

Zhuang Yu smiled faintly, pressed his right hand, and the two Yi swords flew out.

"Bastard boy!"

When the man in the yellow shirt heard that Zhuang Yu was going to take the initiative to attack, he couldn't suppress the anger that was already about to explode in his heart, and with his right hand, he rushed towards Zhuang Yu with a golden spike that was about to be a foot long.

"The weapon is good, it's interesting, it's a pity!"

While Zhuang Yu muttered to himself, his right hand suddenly clenched.

Ten black and white breaths spun out, quickly entwining the Liangyi Sword.

The Liangyi sword instantly brightened, and at the same time as the nine runes flew, the edge on the sword body was great.

In the blink of an eye, the Liangyi Sword and the golden spikes of the man in the yellow shirt had collided together.

Click!

A crisp cracking sound was heard.

The golden spikes faced the body of the Liangyi Sword that was entwined with ten black and white aura, and it was almost powerless to resist, and it was broken into two in an instant.

With a sway, a golden spike landed at Zhuang Yu's feet, and the yellow-shirted man's face changed drastically and flew back.

As soon as he stood firm, he looked at the golden spikes that were only half cut in his hand and were already covered with cracks, and his eyes were shocked.

Click!

There was another crisp sound.

The half-golden spike in the yellow-shirted man's hand was completely reduced to fragments under the erosion of the small gray light flow of the Dao.

The half of the spikes in front of Zhuang Yu also turned into debris.

The shock in the eyes of the man in the yellow shirt turned into horror at this moment.

Around the stone platform, Lin Yun, Yan Song and the others also had shocked faces.

Especially Yan Song and the golden-armored guards behind him, almost to the point of being dazzled.

Zhuang Yu may not know, but the patrol led by Yan Song knows Wang Shan very well.

That golden spike is Wang Shan's famous weapon, named Broken God Shuttle, which is a first-class top-level secret treasure, and it is a secret treasure that integrates attack and defense.

For such a long time, they had seen it several times, the Broken Divine Shuttle smashed a large number of top-level secret treasures into slag, and they had also seen several times, the Broken Shuttle blocked the full force of a large number of high-level divine magic techniques.

Such a treasure was actually smashed by Zhuang Yu with a casual blow.

In the eyes of Yan Song and others, this is an impossible thing to live, even if it has just been born under their noses, they still don't want to believe it, and they are confused.

Not to mention Lin Yun, he knew more about Wang Shan than Yan Song.

He also knows how strong this godbreaker is.

Even if it was him, his conceit couldn't destroy the broken shuttle.

"You're not shooting again?"

Zhuang Yu smiled faintly and glanced at the golden spike scraps under his feet.

Suddenly, the pupils in his eyes suddenly turned, and he glanced at the debris on the ground with some surprise.

"How many more of this stuff do you have?"

Zhuang Yu leaned over and touched the golden crumbs beside his feet, and looked at the yellow-shirted man opposite who was still a little sluggish with some curiosity.

"You... How could it be that you just ruined the broken shuttle?"

The man in the yellow shirt muttered to himself.

As his most handy weapon, no one knows the attack and defense of this godbreaker better than him.

He could see it clearly, Zhuang Yu didn't urge the magic technique before, only the Liangyi Sword.

Destroying him under such circumstances is not something that can be simply accepted.

"Is it hard to accept? Can you answer my question first?"

Zhuang Yu smiled faintly and slowly stood up.

"What kind of thing are you, and you dare to ask Lao Tzu with such an attitude?"

The man in the yellow shirt gritted his teeth. His face instantly became angry.

"It may be a bit excessive, but I will decide how far to cripple you based on how much information you have, especially a reminder, not a joke. ”

Zhuang Yu smiled faintly, held the Liangyi Sword in his right hand, and waved it lightly.

In an instant, the invisible sword gang in the sky turned into a raging scream and poured out.

The entire stone platform shook suddenly, and the cutting marks of the Dao Dao flashed out.

"To what extent, this arrogant bastard fanatic!"

Outside the stone platform, Lin Yun's face immediately sank when he heard Zhuang Yu's words.

Yan Song's eyes also lit up, and he looked at Zhuang Yu with some expectation.

The six golden-armored guards behind him were still staring at Zhuang Yu with frightened eyes, motionless.

Obviously, Zhuang Yu's words just now deeply stimulated them.

How can you say that it seems to be disabled to the point that it can't be controlled?

The man in the yellow shirt, as the direct object of this sentence, heard this, and the moment he heard this, his face twitched.

It's just that this time, the man in the yellow shirt did not fight Zhuang Yu as Lin Yun and Yan Song expected, driven by the earth-shattering anger.

Although he was still extremely angry, even a little ashamed, he did endure it stubbornly.

Zhuang Yu's earth-shattering blow just now gave him too much shock, and it was a shock that could shake the defense line in his heart.

"In the next blow, you will either be in a different place, or you will be cut in two, please cherish the opportunity to speak. ”

Zhuang Yu saw that the man in the yellow shirt said nothing, and his face was stiff and he smiled faintly.

The next moment, Zhuang Yu held the Liangyi Sword in his right hand and pointed to the sky with one hand.

Ten layers of black and white aura rolled out, and a cheerful sword sound surged out from above the sword body of the Liangyi sword.

At the same time, a large amount of nine-colored divine power floating around him, like a great river rushing, turned into a wild stream of nine colors in the sky and surged towards the body of the Liangyi sword raised by Zhuang Yu.

The two pupils, one silver and one black, were attached to the sword body of the Liangyi Sword, like two bottomless pits, devouring the large amount of nine-colored divine power around them.

Above the stone platform, small nine-colored vortices spiraled and formed, looking extremely dazzling.

"Is this a vortex?"

Yan Song's eyes almost didn't fall off when the stone platform was there.

Lin Yun was also stunned for a while.

Although it was still only a prototype, it did exist similar to the vortex of divine power.

This kind of luck was produced under Zhuang Yu's human intervention, which is somewhat unbelievable.

"Excalibur, up. ”

Zhuang Yu smiled coldly, holding the Liangyi Sword in his right hand and turning it around the sky.

A cold light extended from the tip of the Liangyi Sword.

A nine-colored sword light that seemed to be able to pierce the sky instantly condensed.

The entire stone platform seemed to have received a violent shock, and the whole thing cracked.

I'm sorry, the company's annual meeting, night and night, the four dimensions are greatly affected, how much worse is the three every day, and it will be made up in the future.

(End of chapter)

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