"Kacha" was another loud bang.

Everyone saw Yang Zhen's fist, and after piercing his divine power, it broke his palm again, and then hit Li Feng's body like lightning.

"Flutter" Li Feng spurted a mouthful of blood, his body fell back, and he took more than a dozen steps back, stepping on a heavy footprint on the ground with each step.

When he took the last step, he raised his head incredulously, raised a hand and pointed at Yang Zhen: "You-"

After saying a word, bang, his flesh exploded on the spot.

Everyone swept away, and they couldn't feel his divine realm seed anymore.

Li Feng was hit by Yang Zhen's punch, and even the person with the Divine Realm Seed was beaten into ashes.

It's called a punch to death.

Hiss, everyone in the audience gasped, and everyone's faces changed greatly.

Those who played chess, buckled their feet, watched jokes, swished, and jumped one after another.

"Who's the boss is the boss, right?" Yang Zhen punched Li Feng, and before everyone could react, he swished, and his footsteps were already in front of the chess.

As soon as the chess player jumped up, before he could stand firmly, he felt that Yang Zhen had arrived in front of him like a ghost.

"Oh. He let out a strange scream, and with a twist of his backhand, a long sword appeared in his hand.

Without saying a word, with a flick of the wrist, swishing, the sky was full of sword energy, and at least more than seventy swords were killed in one second, and the sword was killed, and each sword was slashed at Yang Zhen's vital point.

Looking at his sword qi, like a dragon and a tiger in mid-air, domineering and ferocious, he knew at a glance that some human supernatural powers and magic weapons were fierce and murderous weapons.

"Hmph" Yang Zhen sneered, still not evading, still taking a step forward, and his whole body rushed into his heavenly sword qi.

Suddenly, "dang, dang, dang." All around me was the constant sound of metal.

The swords and swords playing chess all hit Yang Zhen, but it seemed that each sword was slashed on a piece of hard metal, and even on Yang Zhen's body, sparks flashed.

But he could feel that without a sword, there was even a little bit of damage to Yang Zhen.

"Not good. The chess player screamed and retreated, and as soon as his body flew up, he felt that his throat was grabbed by a horn.

Yang Zhen grabbed and pulled.

The chess player who had just flown up was pulled over by Yang Zhen at once, and the two faced each other.

Yang Zhen's face was less than ten inches from his face.

Yang Zhen's eyes gave him a very terrifying feeling.

"Don't—" The chess player just said these two words.

Flutter, Yang Zhen's five fingers were forced, and the five fingers of the entire palm were buckled into his throat, and the blood sprayed Yang Zhen's face was all over.

In front of all the masters, Yang Zhen's five fingers were buckled into his throat, and everyone heard the sound of 'horn', and his trachea was pulled off by Yang Zhen.

"Woo-" He wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it.

Then Yang Zhen twisted his other hand hard, Kacha, and unscrewed off the person's head.

"Whoosh" At this time, from the shattered mind, a fine light broke through the air.

It was this person's divine realm seed, and when he saw that his head was twisted, he wanted to escape as soon as he saw it.

His reaction was also fast, and his mind took off as soon as he broke off, and at this time, Yang Zhen grabbed his neck with one hand and his head with the other.

He believed that Yang Zhen would not be able to spare his hand to grab his Divine Realm seed.

But seeing Yang Zhen's chest shrinking, stretching, roaring, and his mouth opened, like a giant dragon roaring, swallowing the heavens and the earth.

First, a force erupted from his mouth, and then he inhaled, almost like a dragon absorbing water, and the whole air was flowing backwards.

This divine realm seed flew out a few feet away, and was sucked by Yang Zhen, and flew back upside down with a swish, and suddenly entered Yang Zhen's mouth.

Kacha, Kacha, Yang Zhen's teeth shook up and down, and he ate this Divine Realm seed alive.

"Hiss"

"I'm grass. ”

The Xuanshi around were stunned.

They are not murderers who have been crisscrossing the dark galaxy for many years, and they have never seen any way of killing.

But Yang Zhen bloodily broke the chess player's trachea, unscrewed off his head, ate his divine realm seeds, and made bloody moves, and was ferocious step by step.

Even they have to sigh to themselves.

Compared with Yang Zhenyi, they are all good babies.

"Let's go. Yang Zhen licked the blood splashed on the corner of his mouth at this time, and looked around coldly: "Is this fierce enough?"

"I'll grass you. He was answered by a roar.

Whoosh, at least three figures flew up at the same time.

Yang Zhen simply stabbed the hornet's nest, the person here is not an unruly person, just like this, who will obey him.

"Dog, come to the island of black clothes to be arrogant. "One person is still in mid-air, brushing, slashing with a knife, his knife is like a full moon, the knife is compelling, and it can penetrate the body of Xuanshi.

"Just come and be arrogant. Yang Zhen sneered, took a step forward, and delivered to the door again.

"When" this person slashed at Yang Zhen's head, a powerful rebound surged, and when it collapsed, his magic weapon, the medium-grade artifact, jumped back in an instant.

"Don't be like this, this kid's body has reached a high-grade artifact-" This man finally found out that Yang was really strong.

But before he finished his sentence, Yang Zhen used the power of his knife to slam the person into his arms.

This person was completely equivalent to being hit by a high-grade artifact.

"Kacha" had a large broken bone in his chest.

"Ahh

Also without using supernatural powers and magic weapons, Yang Zhen's fist directly pierced his head, and after penetrating, a large white and red patch appeared on his arm.

At this time, his entire body was still worn by Yang Zhen on his arm.

"Long hatred" The others already knew that Yang Zhen was strong at this time, and they didn't even think about killing him with a knife, and one of them threw out a long rope with a swish, wrapping Yang Zhen dozens of ways in an instant.

"Got it. The crowd rejoiced and rushed up.

Whoosh, five or six more people pounced on Yang Zhen, talismans, handprints, and all kinds of magic weapons, beckoning to Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen turned his head violently, slammed, and slammed his head on the head of one of them.

There was no doubt that with a thud, the man's head exploded on the spot.

Then I saw a bang at the scene, and suddenly a tall golden Buddha statue was raised.

Horn, horn, horn, the long rope of the magic weapon wrapped around him is broken inch by inch, and the two Buddhist doors on the left and right are like double dragons exploring the pearls, one on each side, bang, bang, two people were killed on the spot, and the two Xuanshi were slapped into a pile of meat paddles.

Then I reached out and grabbed one of them.

This person just said to Yang Zhen: "Whoever is ruthless is the boss." ”

"Hiss" Yang Zhen sneered, grabbing his legs for a minute.

The scene was suddenly full of flesh and blood, directly tearing him in half, and finally throwing him to the side.

In the blink of an eye, the four of them were beaten by Yang Zhen again.

The scene was full of blood, and the blood even stained a teleportation array red.

Nothing to talk to.

Whoosh, people flew in all directions, including in the square.

There are only more than 1,000 people on this black-clothed island.

Within a few dozen seconds, more than five hundred people gathered here.

They all knew that there was a foreigner who was very arrogant and murderous.

But everyone in the world knows that the people of the dark galaxy are the most arrogant and murderous.

"Kill. Someone said a simple word, and hundreds of people poured up.

Everyone's face is as hideous as Yang Zhen.

They are all competing to see who is murderous, who is dead, and who is cruel.

These people are really not afraid of death, if it is in Henggu Academy, so many people are beaten by Yang Zhen, many people will retreat.

But here, there is no retreat, because they know that whoever retreats will not be able to accommodate this island in the future.

The people who survived on Blackcoat Island were the ones who persevered to the end in countless murderous battles.

Yang Zhen didn't speak, and his face was also very heavy.

In front of him, he suddenly attacked and killed several people in a row, and exploded several people.

But more people came up.

One or two people, he can rely on the spirit and the tough flesh to kill with a ferocious explosion.

But as soon as there were many people, the spirit of the place prevailed.

And these people are very experienced, Yang Zhen has already seen Yang Zhen's advantages and disadvantages in a few moves.

More than 20 people who rushed to the front shot at the same time, they didn't use magic weapons or supernatural powers, and the spirit of more than 20 people condensed together, like a heavenly river rushing down.

Suddenly, Yang Zhen felt a strong pressure.

Too powerful a divine aura that can crush everything.

The true monarch master is so strong, isn't it because he has more aura than others.

Yang Zhen is also one billion divine qi, and the more than 20 people on the other side combined, at least eight billion or more divine qi, which is eight times that of him.

Eight times the power blasted down, and Yang Zhen knew that he couldn't help but use the magic weapon.

Is today more fierce and ruthless?

Then it depends on whose magic weapon is more fierce and ruthless.

brush, the blood-devouring demon knife appeared, and as soon as the high-grade artifact was cut out, everyone around exclaimed: "The top-grade artifact." ”

However, they were amazed and amazed, and the eight billion divine qi was still overwhelmingly crushed.

"Woo" Yang Zhen's long knife slashed the air, and there were all kinds of hellish devils' whines in the magic knife, like the sad song of hell, which spread on the earth.

It looked like Yang Zhen's knife was about to collide with their eight billion divine qi soon.

The crowd was already smiling.

Although the artifact is powerful, eight billion divine qi is enough to knock Yang Zhen into the air and knock down his artifact.

In the face of absolute power, the artifact was also overshadowed.

But just when everyone thought it was nine out of ten.

brush, wings suddenly appeared behind Yang Zhen, and he lost his figure with a move.

"What about people?" boom, eight billion divine qi blasted into the void, even shattering a teleportation array.

The speed that Yang Zhen was proud of, spread out with all his strength, and as soon as his wings moved, he changed positions.

He appeared more than a dozen feet away.

More than a dozen zhang away, there were only three or four Xuanshi together.

They waited on the sidelines, waiting for the opportunity to participate in the siege of Yang Zhen.

But they never expected that when hundreds of people rushed towards Yang Zhen, Yang Zhen found them.

Brush, Yang Zhen's long knife was horizontal, and between the flashes of the knife light, a knife light swept across the necks of the four great mysteries.

"Ahh

Their cries ceased as soon as they got up, their withering and drying, his essence blood absorbed by the Blood Eater.

"Over there. ”

"Kill. ”

"He's so fast. ”

All the Xuanshi were shocked and angry when they hit the air with one move, and more Xuanshi rushed to Yang Zhen's side.

Whoosh, Yang Zhen is gone again.

"Bang" dozens of feet away, suddenly someone exploded directly, and a fist pierced his body.

Before locking Yang Zhen's body, Yang Zhen changed to a new position.

Flutter, on the other side, a mystic was cut off by a knife.

These people who were slashed by the knife, when they fell, everyone was like a dead corpse that had been dried up for thousands of years, and it was extremely terrifying.

"This little beast—" Someone from the side watched with astonishment and fear, and scolded angrily.

"Who are you scolding? Someone in his ear smiled softly, and before he could react, he fluttered and stabbed out the tip of a knife in his chest.

His face was terrified, his mouth was open, and he tried to say something, but he couldn't say anything, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a dead corpse.

"Eighteen. Yang Zhen drew his knife and stood aside quietly: "You said that I killed you all, how much time will it take?"

Just as he finished saying this, suddenly, there was silence on the entire high platform.