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"Let's test the water with a mid-level magic weapon first!"

Zhang Yang put on a look of talking about protracted warfare, not in a hurry, and his consciousness moved.

Phew-

The streamer flickered, and the flying sword stabbed towards the old yaksha.

The three fingers of the old yaksha were stretched, and there was a strange surge.

Buzz –

In the midst of the tremors, the speed of the flying sword decreased sharply, as if it was restrained, no matter how it jumped, it could not get rid of it, and the light gradually dimmed.

Bite!

There was a crisp sound, but it was a flick of the old Yaksha's fingers, and a streamer of light broke the flying sword in two.

Zhang Yang only felt that his divine consciousness was broken, and he had lost contact with the flying sword.

"Tsk! It's not easy! With a flick of your fingers, you can break a mid-level magic weapon in the air, amazing!"

Zhang Yang admired it sincerely, making the smug look on Old Yasha's face flash.

However, Zhang Yang's next sentence almost made him vomit blood:

"It's a pity, it's a pity! It's a pity that someone else is here, and there is a formation to suppress it! No matter how powerful it is, it's a live target!"

"Since physical attacks can't withstand you, let's try the sword of the deity! ”

Zhang Yang said, the sword of Fucang was raised, the mana was frantically instilled, and the sword was blazing.

Swish!

Slashed down violently, and the huge sword bolt tightly locked onto the back of the old yaksha and slashed down fiercely.

Chirping!

The old Yaksha finally began to panic and let out a terrible cry. His body was almost imprisoned on the ground by iron cables, and he couldn't even stand up with his body, and the iron ropes were extremely short, which made him unable to lift his arms, let alone block with the help of iron cables. You can't even block with your hand, you can only wait to be beaten.

Boom!

The cyan sword of Fukura's sword. Slashed the back of the old Yaksha. In general, only a red mark was left.

Poof!

Zhang Yang couldn't help laughing.

Although the attack didn't work, it was an embarrassing look to see the old Yaksha who could only be beaten. It's so joyful.

Zhang Yang only felt refreshed in his heart.

Thinking that he was about to run away just now, the old Yaksha even tried to catch himself and search for his soul. What are the consequences of soul searching? Either foolishness or fall.

There is no injustice or hatred. Old Yaksha made such a dead hand when he met, but he didn't expect retribution to come so quickly, Zhang Yang was so cool in his heart!

Mana instillation. The cyan light of the Fucang Sword was blazing again.

Swish!

A huge cyan glow. As if it was going to run through the whole world, it crossed a distance of hundreds of miles and slashed directly at the back of the old Yaksha.

Boom!

Another heavy blow.

"Hahaha!" Zhang Yang laughed wantonly.

The old Yaksha's body was completely locked, and even the tail had an iron cable running through it, tightly fastened to the ground, revealing only the wide back. It's like grabbing and hitting the board!

If you want to say that this old yaksha's defense is really strong enough, you know. The Fucang Sword in Zhang Yang's hand is an immortal weapon! An immortal weapon that can cut top-level defensive magic weapons such as cutting tofu can't even break through the defense of the old Yasha.

However, Zhang Yang is not in a hurry, he is really not in a hurry at all.

In this situation, the old Yaksha didn't know how many years he had been suppressed by the suppression, and his body, which had already been extremely weak, would definitely not be able to hold out for too long under the continuous heavy blows. ...,

"Junior, you don't want to get an inch, if you are angry with the deity, you will pay some price, and the deity will also get rid of this bondage, and then, you will be caught, and you will be refined, so that you can't survive, you can't die! Junior, you don't really think that the deity can't get rid of the shackles of this iron rope, right?" Old Yaksha stared at Zhang Yang fiercely with a cold light in his eyes.

"Hahaha...... When death is on the verge of death, you even dare to intimidate the deity? Is it true that the deity is a fool? If you can really get rid of the shackles of this iron cable, you will be suppressed here for countless years without being able to get out? If the deity is not mistaken, at your peak, your strength will definitely not stop there. You'd rather endure the consumption of your strength little by little here, I'm afraid that even if the deity doesn't come to pester you, after tens of thousands of years, you will turn into a ball of flying ashes. Rather, if you don't escape, then it can only mean one thing - you can't escape at all! Of course, if the deity guesses wrong, if you can escape, the deity will accept his fate!"

Zhang Yang's words made the old Yasha choke for a while.

Zhang Yang's eyes are too vicious, and he really can't get rid of the shackles of this iron rope. Not to mention that there is still that terrifying formation in the sky.

Seeing the expression of the old Yasha, Zhang Yang knew that he had definitely guessed correctly.

"Hmph! How dare you intimidate the deity!

With a playful smile on the corner of Zhang Yang's mouth, mana was instilled, and the sword in his hand was green.

Swish!

Boom!

It slashed the back of the old Yaksha.

Thinking that the old Yaksha, who had ravaged the ancient cultivation realm and was almost unsubdued, was beaten by himself like a dog, Zhang Yang felt extremely happy in his heart.

What makes Zhang Yang's heart even more hot is that as the saying goes, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. This old yaksha was rampant in the ancient cultivation realm back then, and I believe there is always some net worth, right?

Not to mention, the flesh and blood of the Yaksha alone is enough to make people look forward to it.

Swish!

Boom!

While thinking, Zhang Yang's subordinates did not stop, and attacked again.

One hit at a time!

Call!

Call!

The old Yaksha was scarred on his back, and Zhang Yang was also so tired that he was out of breath, and the mana in his body showed signs of exhaustion.

"Quack, you can't help the deity. How can the deity's defense be broken by your little stiffness? Hmph! Let's go! The deity can't help you, and you can't help the deity either! Get out of here quickly, otherwise, let the deity seize the opportunity and will definitely break you into pieces and refine your soul!" Old Yaksha laughed in a forced voice.

"Tsk!" Zhang Yang shook his head, shook the sword in his hand, and said with a smile, "Old Yaksha, there is a popular story in the hometown of the deity, I don't know if Old Yaksha has heard it?"

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Yang didn't care about the reaction of the old Yasha, talked eloquently, and began to tell patiently:

"A long, long time ago, there was a child named Xiaobai. Xiaobai doesn't like to study and often runs out to play...... The name of this story is called, as long as the kung fu is deep, the iron pestle is sharpened into a needle!"

"Hmph! Ignorance! What does this story have to do with the deity......" As soon as the old yaksha said this, he stopped dumbly, looking at Zhang Yang's playful expression, and immediately became angry:

"Bold junior, how dare you?"

"Hahaha...... Why don't I dare to do this? As long as the deep iron pestle is sharpened into a needle! The deity still doesn't believe it, and I have to grind your back into a needle!"

As he spoke, Zhang Yang's consciousness moved, and with a "bang", the golden wings behind him burst out, waved vigorously, and flew away into the distance.

Looking at Zhang Yang's disappearing back, Old Yaksha was stunned, and the first thing he thought of was not why Zhang Yang "didn't sharpen the needle", but, "What conspiracy does this junior have?"...,

There is no way, Zhang Yang's image, now in the heart of the old Yasha, is synonymous with insidiousness, cunning and shamelessness.

Sure enough, after a while, I only felt a distant place, a violent fluctuation of yin power, and even the vicinity was being pulled away.

Old Yaksha's face changed:

"Mana fluctuations at such a distance, could it be...... Could it be ......"

Just when he was guessing, the figure flashed, and Zhang Yang appeared again.

In just half a burnt incense time, Zhang Yang, whose mana was close to exhaustion just now, actually became surging with mana, and his state reached its peak.

"Not bad! Not bad! To say that the yin qi here is so strong, it is really very rare! If you are in the outside world, it is impossible to replenish mana so quickly. ”

Zhang Yang sighed again and again.

"You...... You're just stiff-haired, how can you have such a huge mana reserve, and how can you replenish it so quickly? This is impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

Old Yaksha looked at Zhang Yang with an incredible expression on his face.

"Hey, hey!" Zhang Yang smiled, but he didn't mean to answer this question at all, "Okay, the intermission is over, let's continue to sharpen the needle!"

Swish!

Under the infusion of mana, the blazing light slashed fiercely towards the back of the old Yasha.

Burst!

This time, he happened to slash a scar from the previous time, and immediately broke through the defense, blood splattered, and a piece of flesh flew up.

"Hahaha! Good phenomenon!

Zhang Yang's eyes narrowed with a smile.

"The deity has said that as long as the kung fu is deep, the iron pestle will be sharpened into a needle! This is absolutely true. You didn't believe it just now, but now you believe it, right?"

Burst!

Old Yaksha was finally spurted out by Zhang Yang with a mouthful of essence blood.

Who doesn't believe it anymore?

Who doesn't believe it anymore?

The old Yaksha roared weakly in his heart.

Burst!

Another hard hit......

When Zhang Yang spent his mana for the third time, replenished it to its best state, and came back, the old yaksha finally became timid.

This hair is stiff, it's just too cautious. When attacking in peacetime, it is nearly a thousand miles away, and at this distance, it is completely vigilant, and the mana of the old yaksha is restrained, and it is impossible to capture it.

And every time the mana is exhausted, Zhang Yang will run away from it, meditate and absorb, and not give the old Yaksha a chance.

This cunning, insidious, vicious hairy stiff!

Zhang Yang didn't know that Old Yaksha had already scolded him 10,000 times in his heart! Of course, even if he knew, Zhang Yang would not be angry. According to his creed, the curse of the enemy is a recognition of your ability, the greatest praise of your ability.

Burst!

The sword of Fucang was blazing, and it slashed hard, accompanied by blood splashing.

The old man knows the strong ** magic method inherited from ancient times, and is willing to hand it over to the Taoist friend, just asking the Taoist friend to bypass the old man's life. ”

The old Yaksha's spirit finally broke down and began to beg for mercy.

When Zhang Yang heard this, the raised Fucang Sword suddenly stopped.

Old Yaksha laughed darkly in his heart. Sure enough, greed kills people!

As long as this hairy stiff man really dares to be greedy, he can use the opportunity to teach his mind to have 10,000 ways to make it fall. (To be continued "This text is provided by Shinsh Camera".) If you like this work, you are welcome to (.) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support is the author's greatest motivation. ）