Zhang Yang's mind calmed down, now that the vitality was sealed, the only thing left was to rely on the sword path he had comprehended to meet the enemy, as Long Qingyun said. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Take a deep breath, spread your feet apart, stand back and forth, hold the sword in your right hand, and gently stroke the sword from the hilt to the tip of the sword with your left hand, spread out your palm, and place the sword on the palm of your hand. The body sank slightly, closed his eyes, and felt the sword in his hand with his heart!

The tip of the sword was slightly raised, pointing at the black-robed man, the sword soul in his body was humming and trembling, and the sound of the sword path was constantly resounding in Zhang Yang's mind.

The black-robed man concluded that his Zhen Yuanhuan had already played a role, but he had never been a person who despised his opponents, let alone a person like Zhang Yang who had great luck and combat power.

With a flick of his arms, the chains swirled and levitated.

"Drink!" the black-robed man snorted softly, and the black vitality in his arms rushed into the two iron chains like a flood of water.

"Take the chain as the bone, turn the vitality into flesh and blood!"

The black-robed man bit the tip of his tongue and spewed out a large mouthful of essence blood at the iron chain in front of him.

"Soul with essence and blood!"

With the spurting of the essence blood of the black-robed man, the yin wind suddenly rose, and the entire sky was dark, and the flying sand and quickstones were rolling in.

Everything was caused by two iron chains in the hands of the black-robed man. At this time, the black-robed man's arms were shaking, trying his best to pull something. The two iron chains held in his hands were shrouded in black qi, and the black qi was tumbling and stirring, as if some peerless murderous thing was about to be born.

"The dragon is now!"

After a moment, the black-robed man's face turned even paler, and his entire body staggered and trembled. Finally, the black-robed man seemed to be unable to control the two iron chains in his hands anymore, and let out a loud roar, and his hands suddenly let go.

"Roar!

Two terrible dragon roars sounded from the black mist, and in the rolling black mist, four blood-red rays of light suddenly shot out.

"Rumble ......"

There was a loud roar, and a huge black dragon head suddenly appeared in the tumbling black mist, followed by another one.

And the four blood-red rays of light just now were the eyes of the two dragon heads.

The two dragon heads swayed for a while, and the two pairs of eyes suddenly focused on Zhang Yang, who was not far away. With a roar at Zhang Yang, the two dragon heads flew towards him.

"Boom la la ......"

As the two dragons flew, there was a clash of chains. It turned out that these two were not real dragons, they only had a dragon head condensed by black qi, and the body was still the iron chain in the hands of the original black-robed man from the neck down.

Despite this, the two evil dragons with iron chains as bones and black gas condensed are still powerful, and the roaring sound is endless, coupled with the yin wind shouting everywhere they pass, the black air covers the sky, and people can't afford to fight with them at all.

But this is tantamount to a clown act for Zhang Yang, who has seen the real dragon. What's more, there is still a real divine dragon living in Zhang Yang's mind.

"What? This is also called a dragon? Bastard! Bastard! It's just wantonly smearing our dragon clan! Zhang boy, I don't care what method you use, you must beat these two guys who are not dragons and ghosts back to their original form, and they dare to pretend to be our dragon clan with a few broken chains, they are really looking for death! And that unsightly bastard, you want to beat him into a pig, and you dare to ruin the image of our dragon clan!"

Long Qingyun jumped to his feet and scolded in Zhang Yang's mind, eager to jump out in person to show the world what a real dragon is!

Even if you don't tell me, I'll let them know what the real dragon is!"

The two dragon heads, one on the left and one on the right, rushed towards Zhang Yang with two huge balls of black qi, and in the blink of an eye, Zhang Yang was wrapped in black qi.

............

"It's over......" The martial arts cultivators who watched the battle sighed.

"That kid is so strong, I didn't expect to be defeated like this!" Zhang Yang fought with the black-robed man, and the means were exhausted, and the two sides fought inextricably, and Zhang Yang's fighting power against the sky also severely shocked the martial arts cultivators present.

"Who the hell is this group of black-robed people, not only is their combat power far beyond ordinary people, but the secret skills they cultivate are extremely strange! When has such a force emerged on the mainland!" There are also people who think hard and want to pursue the identity of the black-robed people.

"None of this matters, since that kid is dead, then the divine weapon and the secret art ......" Someone asked the most critical question.

"Fight! Of course you have to fight! That's a divine weapon, and there are also secret techniques that can make people holy and honored, if I am lucky enough to get one of them, I can protect myself across the continent!" Many martial arts cultivators had their eyes shining, staring at the place where Zhang Yang was standing just now.

But there was also a hint of retreat in the eyes of some people, and they also saw all the toughness of the black-robed people in their eyes. If it is one-on-one, they will definitely not be able to defeat these black-robed people. But even if they relied on their numerical superiority to defeat the group of black-robed people, in the end, the divine soldiers did not belong to those stronger martial cultivators. If they are not strong enough, they can only become cannon fodder in the end, and it is better to save their lives. Go out and practice hard, maybe there will be a chance to get a glimpse of the avenue in the future.

Just when everyone on the field was making their own calculations in their hearts, a Ling Tian sword roar came out from the black qi.

Then a grand and sharp aura rushed out of the black gas. Under this aura, the martial cultivators present could only tremble.

"Whew......"

"Whew......"

"Whew......"

"Whew......"

One after another sword whistles sounded, and each sword whistle was like a sharp sword stuck in everyone's hearts, making people unable to resist at all.

"Look at ......," exclaimed one after another, as if he had discovered something surprising.

Everyone looked in the direction that the man was pointing, and the black mist that had just wrapped Zhang Yang was like a honeycomb at this time, full of holes, and countless small holes were punched, although the black air mass was tumbling, but these small holes remained unchanged, like a jewel embedded in this mist.

"Roaring !!!"

Just when everyone was wondering what was going on, another sky-shaking dragon roar came from the black air mass. Under this dragon's roar, the black air mass exploded as if it had encountered some nemesis, turning into wisps of black smoke and dissipating between heaven and earth.

Everyone finally saw the reality inside......

Zhang Yang stood with a sword in his right hand pointing at the sky, and in front of his left hand, a golden giant hand with a size of dozens of zhang was conjured, and at this time, Zhang Yang's giant hand grasped the two dragon heads formed by iron chains of the black-robed man. The two evil dragons twisted their bodies frantically, roaring again and again, but the flamboyant golden hands did not move at all, and even released a dazzling golden light, under the illumination of the golden light, the black qi on the two evil dragons dissipated faster and faster, and the angry roar also turned into bursts of miserable screams.

"Just these two things refined by secret arts, they dare to call themselves dragon clans!!" Zhang Yang's voice was like thunder, and his golden hand squeezed fiercely.

"Bang!

The dragon head formed by the black air mass directly dissipated into nothingness, re-transformed into two black iron chains, and was thrown to the ground by Zhang Yang.

"Dragons are not something that anyone can insult! you have to pay for your actions!"