Reborn until now, it is not the first time that Zhang Muyang has met a so-called god, but unfortunately there is no one who can fight, including the bullshit evil god he met in Yue last time, and it didn't take much twists and turns to suppress it. Now that I'm in Dongying, there are still people who come out to pretend to be gods.

"Ignorant ants, do you think that if you learn a little skill, you can blaspheme the gods and bully the gods? I will kill you today to see if you can still be hard-mouthed. The old monk got up without wind while speaking, and his body actually floated in the air, looking down at Zhang Muyang from top to bottom.

Zhang Muyang sneered: "Do you want to have that ability, and you still spend half a day with me?" After Zhang Muyang finished speaking, the long sword in his hand was straight up, he hated looking up at others the most, so everyone who dared to pretend to be forced in front of him would be hacked to death.

"Sting!"

There was a sound of air tearing, and Zhang Muyang grabbed people first.

"Ignorant ant, do you think such a method can hurt me?"

The old monk's empty voice sounded in the hall, and a contemptuous sneer broke out at the corner of his mouth.

Zhang Muyang didn't seem to hear the other party's sneer, the long sword continued to stab, and in the blink of an eye, a Dao sword shadow was drawn in the void, and even Zhang Muyang's figure seemed to have become a Dao afterimage.

The old monk sneered: "So make a mistake, here, it is the realm of the gods, no matter what you ...... Ahh

It's a pity that although he reacted quickly enough and quickly enough, he still received a strong sword on his shoulder, and his blood instantly fluttered.

Zhang Muyang saw the success of the sword, and did not continue to chase him, standing in the air and saying: "Are you hurt now? What do you say you are pretending to be? Don't you know that all the villains died from chattering and pretending?"

At this time, the old monk's face was full of resentment and iron, his eyes were staring at Zhang Muyang, he stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder, the wound actually healed instantly, and then the figure moved, and a voice exploded in the air: "Boy, give me death." ”

He hadn't been hurt in a long time, and he couldn't even remember the last time he bled out, but he was wounded here, and he was a damn Shina man, and his anger was like an erupting volcano, and he couldn't contain it anymore.

"Woohoo!"

There was another sound of breaking the air, but this time it was the old monk who pretended to be a ghost, he shot one after another, and was about to take down Zhang Muyang, after a few moves, he saw that Zhang Muyang was slipping and not leaving his hand.

He roared angrily: "Huaxia boy, are you only going to sneak attack and escape? Didn't you just say that you wanted to slaughter the gods? Wasn't your tone just now so arrogant? Come on, fight me." Before he could finish speaking, a bloody streak suddenly exploded on his calf.

I don't know when it was, Zhang Muyang stabbed a sword in his calf: "Do you feel that you are very angry now, you can't chase it, you can't hit it, I just ask you if you're angry, your so-called gods are so capable?"

Zhang Muyang's words almost made the old monk vomit blood angrily, and his face was no longer red or iron blue, but particularly colorful. If he could, he would eat its flesh raw and drink its blood.

"Boy, I found it myself. ”

The old monk muttered softly, the originally somewhat weak body, suddenly seemed to grow again, his face became radiant, and the flesh and blood filled his thin body again, and in the blink of an eye, the originally thin little old man became a slender middle-aged man, and even the hair that he didn't have grew out.

Zhang Muyang clapped his palms while watching from the side and said: "Grandson, how did you get this trick, teach two tricks, and after you die, it will be regarded as the gospel of those bald people." ”

Regarding Zhang Muyang's ridicule, the old monk oh no, he should be called a middle-aged man now, and he didn't pay attention to it, he moved his hands and feet gently, as if he was familiar with this sentence again. "Zhina, your actions just now have succeeded in arousing my anger, and I will make you feel what fear is. As he spoke, a blood-colored spear appeared in his hand.

"Die!"

After the transformation, the middle-aged man did not have so much nonsense just now, and after a word, the blood-colored spear had already been thrown towards Zhang Muyang, this move, Zhang Muyang could not avoid it, it seemed that this spear had locked his front and back, left and right, all deadly.

Is it finally serious?

The corners of Zhang Muyang's mouth hooked up a smile, enough teasing, it was time to eat, the fairy sword in his hand came out brilliantly, and the bright sword light and the blood-colored spear that seemed to carry the power of heaven and earth collided fiercely.

"Boom!"

The violent explosion, like a thunderbolt bursting, echoed in the hall, but what was surprising was that under such a large energy aftermath, the hall was actually stable, only trembling slightly, and there was no intention of falling apart.

The battle between the two of them, in this hall, may not have any reaction, but at the foot of Shenfeng Mountain, in the entire ruins, it caused an uproar, and when the huge cracking sound came out, everyone here, no matter what they were doing, even if they were trembling with people, they couldn't help but stop and look at the place where the sound came from.

"What a terrifying energy, is this the birth of Dongying's hidden power? "A North American cultivator, holding a magic weapon in his hand, looked blankly in the direction where Shenfeng Mountain was located, just now he was about to make a move with people, and a sudden energy overthrew all of them to the ground. At that moment, he seemed to feel an infinite terror, as if he was an ant, and he would be trampled to death by someone inadvertently.

In the valley not far from Shenfeng Mountain, several great magicians looked at each other: "This...... What is the situation, how can there be such terrifying energy fluctuations here. ”

"Everyone, all rushed to Shenfeng Mountain. "The Dongying warrior who was originally intercepting and killing scattered cultivators, after feeling such energy fluctuations, his face changed, and he hurried to Shenfeng Mountain after giving an order. That's their main target this time.

Just when everyone was confused, only the monk Fangzheng, who led the team to hunt for treasures alone, seemed to understand something, and he muttered: "Are you doing something again? No wonder you have to act alone, it's good, such a terrifying spiritual power fluctuation, has he broken through again? Or is this his original strength." ”

When everyone was speculating or marveling at this terrifying energy, the two sides of the fight started a new round of fighting, and as for how the outsiders would react, they didn't care at all.

(End of chapter)