Twenty years.

Everyone is crazy about improving themselves, and no one is an exception.

Zhang Ang's strength has not only reached the fifth order, but he has also exchanged many swordsmanship, pills, perceptions and other resources through the system.

His understanding of kendo has reached an unbelievable level.

Judging from the realm of solitude seeking defeat.

He is the strongest realm.

There is no sword in the hand, there is no sword in the heart, and the sword is between heaven and earth.

In the face of Ziyang's thousands of attacks, Zhang Ang was indifferent.

Just flicked the long sword in his hand lightly, and the fierce and domineering sword qi stopped in the air, and he didn't dare to take a step forward.

As if he was afraid of the long sword in his hand, the sword qi in the air trembled wildly.

Zhang Ang pointed his long sword at Ziyang.

A majestic momentum poured out of his heart, and then entered the sword through his arm.

The terrifying sword aura suddenly erupted.

The tip of the sword is a patch of crimson.

"Puff puff..."

Like a balloon, Ziyang's condensed sword qi could no longer hold on, and it burst all of them, becoming ownerless air.

The powerful sword qi was unstoppable, heading straight towards Ziyang.

Ziyang looked at such a sword qi, looked at it appreciatively for two seconds, and then said softly: "Pull back." ”

The words fell.

Time goes back, and everything returns to the moment when Zhang Ang dismissed Ai Rong and the others.

Just returned to this moment, Ziyang suddenly lost consciousness, and in a daze, he seemed to feel a terrifying, uncontrollable force burst out from his body, easily destroying his soul, consciousness, and everything about himself.

Ziyang's entire body instantly collapsed, turning into endless particles and dissipating into this world.

Just as he died, a figure in black suddenly appeared, holding Fang Tian's halberd and standing in Ziyang's position.

This person was dressed in jet-black armor, tall and tall, and the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand pointed at the sky menacingly, his eyebrows were full of ferocity, giving people a sense of killing gods in the Demon Realm.

"Idiot, I've finally killed you."

When Ziyang used his ability, Zhang Lang's power had already taken the opportunity to control his entire consciousness, so that he could unexpectedly annihilate his consciousness, and instead let himself appear in this world.

Looking at Zhang Ang, Zhang Lang was a little stupid, he didn't expect this to be the case when he met his father for the first time, it was so embarrassing.

Zhang Ang looked at him coldly, looking at Ziyang's suddenly disappearing figure, and his frightened appearance, he was also startled, he was sure that Ziyang must have used the archiving ability, but he didn't know why he died after using the ability.

For this armored man who suddenly appeared, Zhang Ang always had a sense of familiarity... But this feeling had no root and no basis, and it was soon forcibly suppressed by him.

"Who are you?"

Zhang Ang asked with a cold face, his strength was running wildly, and he was ready to shoot at any time.

Zhang Lang definitely couldn't tell him his identity, so he could only say with the same cold attitude: "The person who killed you!" ”

At the same time, he couldn't help but complain in his heart: "I'm so similar to you, don't you see it??" ”

"Let's fight!"

I don't know where the courage came from, Zhang Ang suddenly had the urge to fight him, and the long sword in his hand was constantly whistling, and the fighting spirit was raging.

The wings behind him spread violently, and the two swords were held by him with his backhand.

Zhang Ang rushed towards him.

Zhang Lang held Fang Tian's halberd hand, trembling slightly.

"I don't use force, I don't use force, I just suppress my strength to the fifth order, and I will definitely not hurt him."

Thinking like this in his heart, Zhang Lang also relaxed a lot.

Looking at Zhang Ang again, his two swords have already come to his side.

A surging force is brewing in it, and the next moment is definitely a thunderous blow.

"If you fight, then you will fight!!"

Zhang Lang shouted, holding Fang Tian's halberd and throwing it away.

"Poof......

The two long swords and the huge Fang Tian Painting Halberd slammed together.

Zhang Lang was stunned.

He was actually shaken by Zhang Ang, and was raising his Fang Tian painting halberd little by little.

How can it be.

He is an immortal existence, although he suppressed the cultivation, but that is not at all what the current Zhang Ang can resist.

Zhang Lang was sure that among the five orders, he who suppressed his cultivation was definitely the strongest, not one, but the strongest.

Fang Tian's halberd was being slowly lifted by Zhang Ang, and it was estimated that it wouldn't take long for him to get rid of it.

Zhang Ang is also a little incredible,

There are still people in this world who are comparable to their own strength, Chen Qing is not counted, that pervert is too perverted.

Due to the physique of the first generation of blood clans, his strength was naturally stronger than others, and even more so after reaching the fifth order. In the entire earth, only certain fierce beasts and Chen Qing could steadily suppress him in terms of strength.

Looking at Zhang Lang's young appearance, Zhang Ang really couldn't understand this matter, and suddenly, when he looked at Zhang Ang again, he had an illusion that he seemed to look like himself.

It's like carving out of a mold.

Shaking his head and throwing away this nonsensical idea, Zhang Ang increased his strength and violently lifted the Fang Tian painting halberd on the sword, making Zhang Lang take a big step back.

In the next moment, the two long swords in his hands stabbed at Zhang Lang's abdomen with red light.

Seeing this, Zhang Lang also took a sharp step back, narrowly dodging this blow.

"Xiaoqiang, stop playing, hurry up and kill the god of war, let that alien person appear, you can fight him fiercely again, and finally pretend to be defeated by him, remember, your strength can only be suppressed at the realm of the sixth order, as long as you exceed this limit, I will immediately throw you out."

"Your mission is just to get your father and mother to return to the heavenly realm and return to the priesthood, this is very difficult, and it has come to this point, I just hope that you don't make any mistakes."

"Xiaoqiang, if you pretend, your father and mother will not come back, this matter is obvious to everyone. Are those two still watching you from the sky? ”

"So, do your best, it's all up to the world itself... Or rather, by that bloodline. ”

"Come on, Xiaoqiang... You must be a pity. ”

"Come on, we all support you, as long as you work hard, you will definitely be able to do it."

Voices suddenly sounded in Zhang Lang's ears.

Hear those two... Zhang Lang was shocked.

The Jade Emperor Queen Mother was actually looking at herself, so... Do you still have room to keep your hands?

"Damn Chen Qing, damn the boundary-breaker, if it weren't for your appearance, my father would have repelled the murderer in this world a long time ago, it's really damned."

Thinking of the reason why he appeared here, Zhang Lang couldn't help but grit his teeth.

It's so hateful.

It was originally a very simple matter, but who knew that Chen Qing suddenly appeared.

His appearance was puzzled by everyone.

The Jade Emperor ordered to see all of his information.

There are only eight words to be obtained.

"Chaos, chaos, chaos, chaos."

"I'll you big chaos!!"

Zhang Lang clenched his fists, his face full of resentment.