"Who killed whom?" said Yang Zhen with a smile. ⊙ Topline Novel,

At this time, Mo Lingmu was lying on the ground, and Yang Zhen stepped on his back with one foot, stepping on him so hard that he couldn't move.

Mo Lingmu still had one hand on the sword, and his sword was hanging on his back, but before he could pull it out, he was knocked down by Yang Zhen's punch, and he couldn't even move when he stepped on it with his sword.

"Bastard. Mo Lingfeng on the side only reacted at this time.

His mind moved slightly, the sword roared and the dragon groaned, and a flying sword behind 'Zheng' rose into the sky, the sword momentum was like a swimming dragon, roaring in the sky, the sword qi was agitated, swishing, and instantly turned into more than a dozen sword qi towards Yang Zhen.

This sword is a low-grade spiritual weapon 'Spirit Wind Sword'

Mo Lingfeng is a master of Neidan, this low-grade spiritual weapon was added to him by his father, and it took more than a thousand years for the two of them to practice, and it was his most beloved magic weapon.

Usually does not encounter a strong enemy, he is basically reluctant to take the sword.

This sword is also to put Yang Zhen to death.

Yang Zhen was still stepping on Mo Lingmu with one foot, and when he saw his Spirit Wind Sword coming over, he suddenly stretched out his hand, and stretched out his five fingers, 'Tiangang Five Elements Claw'.

His right hand rushed like lightning, collapsing, and a spiritual wind sword grabbed him.

He was now about to learn the Flame Alchemy Technique, and he needed a large number of low-grade spirit weapons to advance to the Blood Devouring Demon Knife, and having so many Inner Dans present today was his best chance.

When he saw the Spirit Wind Sword, his saliva flowed out, and he directly reached out and grabbed it, and then regardless of the Spirit Wind Sword's objections, he stuffed it into the Yan Emperor Jade Seal.

"Hiss" Mo Lingfeng's face turned green.

Grab the sword empty-handed?

The lower grade spirit weapon was snatched away by Yang Vacuum's hand.

Not to mention Mo Lingfeng at this moment, everyone in the audience was shocked.

There has never been a mystic who can seize a spiritual weapon empty-handed, and it is impossible for a psychic master to do so.

Unless it was the divine power that grabbed the spiritual weapon that could be taken away by them empty-handed, it was almost impossible for the psychic to snatch the spiritual weapon from Neidan's hand empty-handed.

Mo Lingfeng was scared half to death at this time, and he dared to save Mo Lingmu again, and retreated more than ten zhang in an instant.

But seeing that Yang Zhen bent down again and stretched out his hand, he grabbed Mo Lingmu's back with one hand.

He also carried a sword on his back, the same low-grade spirit weapon spirit wood sword.

His spirit wood sword didn't have time to use it, and he was stepped on by Yang Zhen and couldn't move.

Now Yang Zhen bent down and stretched out his hand, horned, snatched the Lingmu Sword directly into his hand, threw it up, bang, and kicked Mo Lingmu out again.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Yang Zhen grabbed two lower-grade spiritual weapons in a row.

"Yang Zhen beware. Duoduo screamed at this time.

"Boom" A huge cloud appeared behind Yang Zhen.

This cloud was a deep and dark color, and it seemed to be all-encompassing, and the sound of all kinds of ghosts crying and howling wolves filled it, and it seemed to be a cloud formed by countless evil ghosts.

Suye Ancestor made a move.

He had waited for a long time now, and now that Yang Zhen had provoked the anger of the public, he and Mo Lingfeng attacked almost at the same time.

His magical powers are hidden, and his magic weapons are even more secretive.

Yang Zhen snatched Mo Lingfeng and Mo Lingmu's swords first, and only then did he find that Xu Ye Ancestor had attacked him.

He didn't have time to react, woo, and the cloud immediately wrapped him up.

Suddenly, Yang Zhen could no longer be seen on the entire field.

"He is dead, it turns out that the ancestor of Suye has the magic weapon of 'Vientiane Evil Ghost Tablet' in his hand, and he can't see blood when he kills people. ”

"It turns out that this is the killer weapon of the Suye Ancestor, the old guy usually hides it, and he may have killed it when he saw this magic weapon. ”

"I heard that this low-grade spiritual weapon was inherited from ancient times, and in ancient times, there was a master who sacrificed the life of a dynasty with blood to practice this poisonous magic weapon. ”

"Being devoured by the Vientiane Evil Ghost Monument is like being devoured by ten thousand ghosts, and the essence and blood are scattered and you die, and the pain is incomparable. ”

Now he is doomed, let him be arrogant, and he deserves to die. ”

Everyone thought Yang Zhen was dead.

Although Yang Zhen snatched Mo Lingfeng's sword empty-handed, Su Ye Old Ancestor's magic weapon was different, and in their eyes, Yang Zhen was likely to wear a pair of spirit gloves on his hand to snatch the sword empty-handed.

The magic weapon of the Kesu Ye Ancestor is similar to the Blood Devouring Demon Knife, which is mainly based on devouring essence and blood.

There are spirit gloves, and they can't help Yang Zhen.

Bai Rongchen, who had been watching from the sidelines and had not made a move, looked up at the Suye Ancestor at this time.

"The old thing is really hidden, I didn't expect such a powerful magic weapon in his hand, it seems that he is the biggest enemy besides the prince. ”

Just when everyone thought that Yang Zhen was going to die, even Bai Rongchen was thinking about a way to crack the Vientiane Evil Ghost Monument.

Yang Zhen was in the clouds and mist in the sky, and with a backhand twitch, he took out a knife in his palm.

The 'Bloodthirsty Knife' appears.

The Blood Devouring Demon Knife, which has been fused with a low-grade spirit weapon, is now between a low-grade spirit weapon and a middle-grade spirit weapon.

The sword flashed, and the sky was full of clouds.

"Woo" The sky was full of ghosts crying wolf howls, and there was a faint sound of ancient gods and demons.

The Blood Devouring Demon Knife turned into a blood-colored light and walked forward, the momentum that almost cut off the Vientiane Demon Monument in two.

"You also have a spirit weapon?" Su Ye Ancestor laughed wildly, not afraid, although the Blood Devouring Demon Knife had a terrifying will, it could not affect him.

"Ten thousand ghosts linger, demons turn into blood. The Suye Ancestor roared, and his hands cast several seals in succession, and in the clouds and mist surrounding Yang Zhen in the void, countless devil-like palms suddenly appeared.

The palms of the hands flew, catching Yang Zhen from all directions, these palms were colorless and tasteless, formless and substantial, as if they were completely blurred.

But on the palm of each hand, there was an incomparably powerful force, and all of a sudden, Yang Zhen's Blood Devouring Demon Knife was entangled to death, and there were many demon hands grabbing Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen is now surrounded by clouds and mist, and the people outside, except for Suye, no one knows the situation inside.

Bai Rongchen's divine thoughts can't penetrate.

"Wow roar" Yang Zhen roared wildly, his body trembled, and a fierce punch swept out.

"Troll Dark Moon Fist"

He used the cover of clouds and mist to play a god-level supernatural power.

As soon as this punch came out, Yang Zhen's body habitually roared, and a tall shadow of gods and demons surged up.

Countless demon hands that grabbed Yang Zhen turned into pieces under the shadow of this god and demon.

The magic weapon of Suye has the power of demons at most, while Yang Zhen's magical powers have the breath of gods and demons.

Gods and demons against demons, of course, are as easy as destroying decay.

Almost with a thud, Yang Zhen punched the clouds and mist over there.

Thousands of magic hands turned to dust.

In the fierce air shock, bang, Yang Zhen heard a dull sound.

His last punch hit the Vientiane Devil Monument.

"Woo woo" Vientiane Evil Ghost Monument continued to make a ghost crying wolf howl, flying upside down in mid-air, returning to the front of Suye.

Then, bang, slammed into the Suye Ancestor.

"Wow pounce" Xu Ye Ancestor vomited an incredible mouthful of blood, and the person had not yet stood firm.

Zheng, the sword light flashed behind him, and Yang Zhen's Blood Devouring Demon Knife appeared from behind him, slashing his body with incomparably accurate slashes and stabbing into his inner dan.

"Huh" This knife stabbed in, and the eyes of the Suye Ancestor were bleeding.

He never expected that he hadn't even made three moves in front of Yang Zhen.

That is, Yang Zhen had just dealt with the Mo Lingfeng brothers first, and many magic weapons and supernatural powers were not easy to use in public, otherwise he wouldn't be able to withstand even one move.

"Goo-" Su Ye Ancestor's eyes widened and he wanted to say something, but Jue's whole body essence and blood were divided into three strands, desperately flowing out, and the vitality in the inner pill became weaker and weaker.

A blood-devouring demon knife, as if three were sucking his essence blood wildly and killing his Neidan.

It used to take ten breaths, but it would be about three breaths.

Plopped, Xu Ye Ancestor fell to the ground, the whole body turned into a dead corpse, and all the essence and blood, angry, disappeared.

From the time the Suye Ancestor shot to the time he fell to the ground and died, there were less than two breaths before and after.

At first, everyone also saw that Yang Zhen was surrounded by clouds and mist, thinking that Yang Zhen would definitely die.

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, the cloud and mist slowly dispersed.

By the time they saw it clearly, the Suye Ancestor had already fallen to the ground, and he had died a tragic death, as if he had been sucked to death by his Vientiane Evil Ghost Monument.

At this time, the Vientiane Evil Ghost Tablet was still lying on the chest of the Suye Old Ancestor, and Yang Zhen had already put away the Blood Devouring Demon Knife.

So in an instant, because of the obscuration of clouds and mist, no one saw Yang Zhen take out the knife, and everyone thought that the Suye Ancestor was killed by his magic weapon.

"Master-" Su Ye Ancestor brought several disciples, and when he saw Master die tragically, he rushed up, crying and crying.

However, Yang Zhen looked at their eyes, and they all stared at the Vientiane Evil Ghost Monument.

"Bring it. "Yang Zhen only wants to collect lower-grade spiritual weapons now, use them to practice medium-grade spiritual weapons, and upgrade high-grade spiritual weapons in the future.

Reach out and grab it, swish, and grab the Vientiane Evil Ghost Monument in the air.

Originally, he still wanted to dig up the Inner Dan of the Bearded Leaf Ancestor, but the Inner Dan of the Bearded Leaf Ancestor was stabbed by the Blood Devouring Demon Knife, and even the essence of the Inner Dan was absorbed, Yang Zhen suddenly regretted a little, and he couldn't use the Blood Devouring Demon Knife to stab the Inner Dan in the future, so it was useless to even the Inner Dan.

Because all the essence in the inner dan was absorbed by the Blood Devouring Demon Knife.

"Grass. As soon as the many disciples of the Suye Old Ancestor saw it, their steps forward suddenly stopped, and then they all glanced at each other, turned around and ran away.

They were afraid that Yang Zhen would even kill them, and they didn't want the corpse of Su Ye Old Ancestor, so they fled directly.

There was silence.

When Yang Zhen asked them to jump out just now, everyone was angry.

However, if you dare to jump out to challenge Yang Zhen now, you will either be deprived of the magic weapon or killed.

Yang Zhennian Mo Lingfeng didn't offend him before, so he just snatched the magic weapon and swept the two to the side, while Xu Ye Old Ancestor was killed on the spot.

He defeated three masters in a row, killed two Neidan in a row, and all around him were shocked.

For a while, everyone looked at each other, and no one dared to jump out again.

Brush, everyone looked at the white dust.

Bai Rongchen is also a famous overseas master and a young genius.

Everyone was waiting for him to come out.

"Young Master Chen?" The expressions of the two Neidan beside Bai Rongchen were not good-looking.

Yang Zhen's performance is getting stronger and stronger, and he has been promoted to the great enemy of Bai Rongchen in their hearts.

The expression on Bai Rongchen's face still didn't change.

Yang Zhen killed two ancestors in a row, and in his eyes, there was no difference between killing two pigs.

Strength is not seen, it is played.

Yang Zhen looks very strong, Bai Rongchen didn't fight him, how could he be a big enemy.

However, he will not take it lightly.

It is necessary to be famous and righteous.

I saw Bai Rongchen looking lazily at this time, and said slowly: "Zhao San said that Luo Weiwei is his woman, who is not convinced, just stand up?"

"None of you stand up now?

The people around didn't know what it meant to be dusty, everyone looked at each other, and no one made a sound.

"Still no one stands up, right?" Bai Rongchen looked around again, and finally smiled: "That's okay, I'll kill Zhao San again, Luo Weiwei is mine, no one will rob me?"

So that's what he meant.

Bai Rongchen is very insidious, he doesn't want to take the lead for others, so ask clearly, you don't come out now, I killed Yang Zhen, Luo Weiwei is mine, you all have to withdraw from the recruitment conference.

And what he said was also aimed at Prince Zheng.

Prince Zheng didn't make a move, and Bai Rongchen didn't want to charge ahead, and now that he said this, it would be difficult for Prince Zheng to make a casual move.

However, Bai Rongchen thought so simply, there were still people on the side who were not convinced.