Chapter 223: Consecutive failures
The brothers of the Zhou family were really stupid, they stared at Yang Zhen blankly, looking at monsters more than monsters. The entire Xuanyang Sect, from the elders to the disciples, looked like earth, and even Luo Tian, the head of the Xuanyang Sect, who was high above the void, frowned and looked at it.
"Is this true? Am I dazzled?"
"Impossible! Impossible! How can anyone eat a spiritual weapon raw?"
"It's too scary, is this Yang really dressed as a monster in the Demon Realm?"
"Don't talk nonsense, where is there such a ferocious monster in the Demon Realm?
In the crowd of discussions, the Elder of the Mission Hall hid in an inconspicuous corner, and he scolded hatefully: "This unconscious little thing! I've told you a few times, don't show your devouring power in front of people casually, it's really going to anger the old man!"
"Hmph, I won't kill you this time, it's better not to have a next time!" Yang Zhen snorted coldly, and slapped out his palms flatly, this palm was not fast.
But I don't know why, the Zhou brothers suddenly felt that their hearts were pressed by a big stone, and their souls were suddenly full of fear, as if their souls were about to be devoured, and they stood stupidly and didn't move.
"Bang bang!" "Puff puff!" The brothers of the Zhou family flew upside down together, both of them sprayed blood wildly, and after falling to the ground, they couldn't get up for a long time, so they could only lie on the ground all the time.
"Haha! Little prince, it's your turn! To tell you the truth, your Uncle Yang Zhen has long been unhappy with you. After all, Yang Zhen is a child's heart, and he immediately became excited when he saw that he easily defeated the Zhou family brothers.
"Good!" The little prince just lightly spit out a good word, and he drew his sword and struck.
The Nine Dragons Knife, when in his hand, was a two-handed broadsword. But with a knife shot, Ye Yun clearly saw that it was a fire dragon that was tied to the reverse scale by an iron cable. The other end of the rope was being held in the hands of the little princes.
"Nine Dragon Sword Technique, the first type of fire dragon pressing the mountain!"
A fiery dragon roared and was hideous. opened his mouth and came straight to Yang Zhen.
Yang Zhen's expression was suddenly solemn, but he didn't take out his weapon or perform any moves, because he knew that those were useless, and it would be difficult to stop this fire dragon with his own cultivation.
"Whew!" Yang Zhen roared suddenly, he didn't dodge or dodge, but he also opened his mouth, the big mouth of the fire dragon was enough to devour a radius of ten zhang, Yang Zhen opened his mouth in front of him and looked extremely funny.
All the people watching the battle looked weird for a while, and they only felt that this Yang was really not stupid.
But. The next moment, behind Yang Zhen, a faint black shadow suddenly appeared, and the black shadow seemed to open a big mouth with Yang Zhen's movements.
The existence of the Qi Refining Period in the field only saw a faint shadow, but a few innate masters felt a deep oppression from the black shadow, like an ant that was inadvertedly scanned by the dragon, and everyone was instinctively cold, even Luo Tian couldn't avoid it!
The shadow was faint. Even the eyes of the innate realm couldn't see what it was, but the deep sense of oppression was firmly engraved in the hearts of several people.
"Boom!"
A huge sea of fire churned and collided with an unknown force.
"Wow!" Yang Zhen vomited blood, and his body flew back. His body was still in mid-air and he was held in the arms of the elder of the mission hall, and looking at the old man's eager expression, many disciples who had not received a good task in the mission hall couldn't help but secretly slander. Could it be that this Yang is really the illegitimate son of this old guy?
Looking at the little princes again, their expressions remained unchanged, as if there was nothing at all.
No one found out. Like a god, Luo Tian, the head of the void sky, frowned. The look of pain in his eyes flickered, and even his throat shook imperceptibly, as if he had swallowed something.
Ye Yun was anxious and angry in his heart, and he didn't want to delay anymore, but as soon as he wanted to move, he was pressed on the shoulder by a Qianqianyu hand.
"Senior Brother Ye Yun, if you take a closer look, I always feel that something is wrong, this little prince is just a little weird. Fang Ziying smiled, but her low admonition was extremely solemn.
Ye Yun whispered with a smile: "No matter what weirdness he has, I'm not afraid at all!"
"Okay, you, don't be reckless, I'll help you try his catties first. After Fang Ziying finished speaking, the person had already rushed out.
Ye Yun's heart was helpless and full of emotion, all the mustards and feelings of not being able to completely trust Senior Sister Fang Ziying before disappeared cleanly at this moment.
"Since the head of the family said that this time the strong are respected and the winner is the king, then my Ziying is not talented, and I also want to ask the junior princes for advice. Fang Ziying smiled faintly, it seemed that the monstrous power of the little princes before had not been seen in her eyes at all.
"Hmph!" The little prince sneered, too lazy to answer, the Nine Dragons Sword was in his hand, and his confidence was also expanding like never before, where would he see a Fang Ziying in his eyes.
Fang Ziying was not angry, her eyes were full of solemnity, she gently stretched out her tender fingers a little forward, and an ancient blood demon with monstrous blood suddenly appeared out of thin air, blocking in front of Fang Ziying.
The blood demon was a hundred feet tall, his whole body was bloody, and he was holding a pair of extra-large Evil Moon Twin Swords in his hands, however, the face of this blood demon was extremely blurred, obviously because of Fang Ziying's lack of strength.
But even so, this blood demon turned out to be already an innate eightfold realm, and with this blood demon alone, Fang Ziying was enough to be invincible at the same level!
Following Fang Ziying's intentions, the blood demon's body suddenly collapsed downward, like a mountain of blood, suddenly collapsed into a sea of blood, the blood waves in this sea of blood rolled, and countless Yin ghost remnants loomed into a miserable cry.
"The fire dragon crushes the mountain!"
The eyes of the little princes were full of disdain, and it was still only the first move of the Nine Dragons Sword Technique.
"Boom!" A wave of heat with a strong bloody aura filled the entire mountain gate of the Xuanyang Sect, and the monstrous sea of blood was unexpectedly hit by the little princes, and it completely evaporated and withered.
With this blow, Fang Ziying was completely defeated, and the little princes were unharmed, of course, no one noticed that the head of Luo Tian's already unsightly face was even paler.
The little prince's face was full of smug arrogance, he laughed loudly, the knife momentum was unabated, and he was about to kill Fang Ziying, who was already seriously injured and difficult to move!
Although Fang Ziying is known as the female devil, she is really one of the best beauties in the entire Xuanyang Sect, and countless disciples couldn't help but let out an exclamation when they saw that the little prince was going to destroy flowers with such a vicious hot hand.
Many female disciples couldn't bear to close their eyes tightly, and at the same time, their impression of the little princes became no longer admiration but fear! )