Slaying the war demon did not make the slightest wave in Zhang Yang's heart!

For Zhang Yang a moment ago, the war demon is still the most powerful opponent he has encountered so far in his martial arts cultivation, but at this moment, the war demon has become a thing of the past, Zhang Yang knows that there will be all kinds of powerful opponents on the road of martial arts cultivation in the future, and there is no need to stop his own progress for an opponent. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After observing the situation on the field, Zhang Yang already had some calculations in his heart.

After all, the sword soul has just become a small success, and the combat power that can be exerted is also limited, if the sword soul is allowed to fight alone against a black-robed person in the realm of the Great Yuan Warrior, I am afraid that it will also lose more and win less.

At the same time, the flamboyant sword soul has just achieved a small success, and it can't fight independently of its own body for a long time, and after a long time, it will also damage its own soul. Therefore, Zhang Yang has to hurry up and do some things that need to be done.

Moreover, the flamboyant sword soul is strange and changeable, coming and going without a trace, coupled with the assistance of spiritual power and supreme sword intent, it can also bring certain surprises to the black-robed man.

With a plan in his heart, the sword soul hummed and wanted to enter the next battle.

Suddenly, the sword soul suddenly stopped, and stopped in place again, and the spiritual power ball at the hilt of the sword shone brightly, like a colorful sun suddenly appearing in the sky above the Sword Palace.

Zhang Yang's spiritual power swept the sky above the Sword Palace over and over again, and Zhang Yang also had some doubts in his heart.

Because just now, Zhang Yang's spiritual power suddenly sensed an unusual fluctuation appearing above. But when Zhang Yang gathered his mental power to perceive it again, he found nothing.

"Could it be my delusion...... Zhang raised his brows and furrowed slightly, wanting to give up the perception of mental power.

"Knock ......"

Suddenly, there was a loud bang in the sky of the Sword Palace, the sound was loud and boundless, and the tremor brought by the sound wave was even more terrifying than the shock wave formed by Zhang Yang's collision with the war demon just now.

The sword soul shook for a while, and almost fell, not to mention those martial cultivators standing on the ground, who had already staggered.

The dragon soul on the sword soul raised its head to the sky and roared, and a dragon roar that was not loud rushed into the sky. It's like a provocation, and it's like a riposte!

"Knock ......"

Another loud bang came, and this time, the white clouds in the sky above rolled and moved, all surging rapidly towards the surroundings, and the sky above the Sword Palace became as clean as white paper in the blink of an eye.

"Knock...... Boom...... Knock ......"

There were three loud bangs, this time one more and more urgent.

"What the hell is it???" The flamboyant sword soul stood in the void in a daze. At this time, in the sky of the entire Sword Palace, there was only one sword and one black sword, and the scene was extremely weird.

Zhang Yang stared blankly at the sky above, "It seems...... It was as if someone was tapping on the sky, and the voice just now seemed to mean that the person was impatient......"

As if to verify Zhang Yang's idea, several loud noises sounded in the sky in a row, and each time it was faster and faster, and each time it was more anxious.

"Knock...... Knock Knock...... Knock knock knock ......"

With every loud noise, Zhang Yang could feel the space above the Sword Palace trembling.

Suddenly, when the loud noise sounded again, Zhang Yang found that a pitch-black crack suddenly appeared in the void above his head, and then more cracks appeared in the sky.

"Are you going to break...... even though Zhang Yang is already considered knowledgeable among martial arts cultivators of the same age, but seeing this scene, Zhang Yang's consciousness has also become sluggish!

"Whoa......

A fresh breeze blew, and a stirring spirit was raised, and he finally came back to his senses.

After coming back to his senses, Zhang Yang hurriedly looked to his side, and an illusory white-robed figure stood quietly beside him, looking at him with a strange smile.

It was the old man of the temple spirit in the Sword Palace.

The black light on the sword soul flashed, and a foot-long Zhang Yang phantom appeared, hugging his fist towards the old man of the temple spirit.

"Senpai!"

"Mmmm, yes, yes, I can't imagine that you, this little guy, have actually cultivated a sword soul, and can escape from the flesh and exist alone in this world! Such a feat is rare among a little doll of your age......"

The old man of the hall spirit looked Zhang Yang's sword soul up and down with admiration, and even stayed on Zhang Yang's spiritual power bead for two more looks.

"The predecessor praised it falsely, and the kid is also a sword soul that he was lucky to cultivate after several life and death tests!" Zhang Yang lowered his eyebrows and pleasing his eyes, if there is anyone in the current Sword Palace who Zhang Yang doesn't want to provoke and dare not provoke, then the one in front of him is definitely ranked first.

"Hehe, this is your kid's chance, others want to have it and can't get it......" The old man of the temple spirit no longer paid attention to Zhang Yang, but looked up at the sky, looking at the places where the dark cracks were rampant.

Although Zhang Yang didn't dare to stare at the face of the old man of the temple spirit, he could feel that the old man's brows were slightly furrowed, and he must have been extremely unhappy in his heart.

"Old fellow, long time no see!Why, as soon as we meet, do you want to destroy my Sword Palace?"

Zhang Yang only saw the lips of the old man of the hall spirit lightly opened, and there was also a grand and boundless voice that resounded throughout the Sword Palace. This voice was more like the entire Sword Palace was spoken, and the entire Sword Palace was echoing with this voice.

Obviously, the old man of the temple spirit knew who the one outside the Sword Palace was.

Similarly, Zhang Yang's heart also jumped, he really guessed it! There was really someone knocking on this side of the sky of the Sword Palace, wanting to come in!

"This Sword Breaker Palace of yours should have been ruined a long time ago......"

An old voice sounded in the sky, and although no one came in, the sound spread to every place in the Sword Palace.

"Haha...... Whether the Sword Palace is destroyed or not, it's not up to you to have the final say, it's not for me to have the final say, the Sword Palace is still here for so many years, it naturally has its reasons!"

The old man of the temple spirit was not angry at all, but laughed a few times, and there was a bit of pride in his laughter. "Old guy, why did you remember to come to me, could it be that you miss me, an old guy, can't you ......?"

"Hmph......" The one outside the Sword Palace snorted angrily, and it was no less than thunder in the ears of Zhang Yang and the others. Although Zhang Yang had already condensed the sword soul, under this light snort, he also felt that his soul was trembling, and his soul was scattered.

"You understand why I'm here......" Although the one outside the Sword Palace tried his best to hold back his anger, the thunderous anger was undoubtedly evident in every word.

"Haha...... Of course I know why you're here! But this is my place, if you have the ability, you can come in! As long as you can get in, you can take whatever you want here!"

The old man of the temple spirit turned a blind eye to the anger of the one outside the Sword Palace, and instead said the words of the general like a child angrily.

"Good !!"

The one outside the Sword Palace only said one word this time, but there were several loud bangs that hit the sky of the Sword Palace one after another.

"I can't seem to stand it......"

Before Zhang Yang could fully hear the whispering of the old man beside him, he heard a deafening explosion.

"Bang !!"

Zhang Yang hurriedly looked up, and a huge and boundless shadow appeared above Zhang Yang's head.

It was a hand, a big hand that was huge enough to cover the sky and the sun, covering the entire Sword Palace......