Seeing the other party's sword coming, Yang Zhen stood still in place, and when the sword was about to kill Yang Zhen in the back of the head, everyone thought that Yang Zhen was too frightened to react, and was about to die on the spot.

Yang Zhenmeng's backhand grabbed it, but he didn't turn his head back, and his five fingers stretched out.

"Black-winged devil's claws, tearing gold and jade, cutting immortal weapons-"

This is the magic power he absorbed from the gods and demons when he was in the wilderness of Zhongyuan City, and his five fingers were combined to form a kind of bird's claw-like mark, and with a bang, he directly grabbed Zheng Ying's long sword with his bare hands.

Then Yang Zhen suddenly turned around, his body shook, and an ancient god and demon roar came out of his throat, and an extremely terrifying force that could almost tear the heavens and the earth burst out from his five fingers.

"Collapse, Kacha"

Zheng Ying felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and the long sword was shattered in the air, and the incomparable breath passed from Yang Zhen's hand through his long sword to his heart, and his heart was like being slashed by a knife, and he opened his mouth on his back: "Wow pounce" A mouthful of blood spit out.

"What kind of family children, it's just a waste, vulnerable, get out. Yang Zhen singled out his empty fist and twisted off Zheng Ying's magic weapon, and everyone around him was stunned and couldn't believe it.

Before they could react, between Yang Zhen's words, his footsteps flickered, the air was violent, and the figure was like a dragon, and no one else could see Yang Zhen's figure, only a flash of light.

"Horn" slapped Zheng Ying in the face.

Plopped, Zheng Ying fell like a flying stone, flew sideways for several feet, and finally fell to the ground like a dead dog.

"Hiss" everyone gasped.

Originally, there were a few golden immortals in the same group who were about to move, and their faces were like earth and they didn't dare to move.

It's not a level at all.

Originally, they thought that Yang Zhen was a little golden immortal in the middle stage, one level lower than all of them, and it was only by relying on relationships that they could gain a foothold here, as long as Zheng Ying ate Yang Zhen, they could all step on Yang Zhen's head.

They treated Yang Zhen like a little sheep, but they didn't expect to meet a big tiger.

In the middle stage of the Golden Immortal, a late stage of the Golden Immortal was beaten like a dead dog.

Zheng Ying is not even as good as a heavenly immortal in front of Yang Zhen.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed that there would be such a big difference.

And they immediately found out that Yang Zhen was not only a tiger, but also a very ferocious tiger.

"Wow puff-" Zheng Ying fell to the ground and vomited two more blood in a row, the blood spurting far away, and several broken teeth were sandwiched in between.

Yang Zhen slapped him, almost knocking out half of the teeth in his mouth.

Before he could stand up, bang, a big foot stomped on his face.

Yang Zhen stepped on it, stomping his face and the ground together.

Humiliation, pain, unwillingness, anger, and various emotions are intertwined in Jung Young's mind.

"Yang Zhen-you little beast-you dare to beat me-" Zheng Ying's teeth fell out, and he couldn't speak clearly.

At this time, he was still not convinced, and was about to scold.

Yang Zhen sneered and took a backhand volley.

Zheng, Zheng Ying's broken sword flew into Yang Zhen's hand.

A flash of cold light, brush.

"Ahh

The so-called five fingers are heartache, and now Yang Zhen cut five fingers, which is simply painful to the bone.

"Team Leader Yang, be merciful, don't. ”

"Don't, don't, we're all in a group. The others were horrified and persuaded from the sidelines.

This Zheng Ying was originally a ruthless person, and he was also rampant in the Zheng family, so he wanted to scold, but he didn't expect to meet someone more ruthless than him.

"Scold, you scold again. Yang Zhen stomped his face with his foot: "Are you not convinced?

Yang Zhen stomped him with his foot while slashing his face with a broken sword.

Zheng Ying was stunned.

He gritted his little remaining tooth and swallowed the blood he was about to spit out.

He tried to turn his head and stared at Yang Zhen with a vicious gaze.

Although he didn't speak, Yang Zhen knew that he was still unconvinced.

If the eyes could kill, this would have killed Yang Zhen hundreds of times.

"Yo, he's still a ruthless man. Yang Zhen smiled, put away his feet, and lifted Zheng Ying up from the ground.

Zheng Ying is also considered to be in the late stage of the Golden Immortal, with magical powers, but under Yang Zhen's hands, his whole body is powerless, and he is carried by him like a dead dog.

"Be forgiving and forgiving, Yang Zhen, don't deceive people too much. Zheng Ying finally let go.

As soon as the words of "horn" fell, Yang Zhen slapped him in the face: "What are you? I deceived people too much, you bite me?"

Hiss, everyone on the side couldn't bear to look at it directly.

"Yang Zhen, we are now in the same family. "Du Detian, this is a socket.

When he wanted to kill me just now, you were all ready to move? Yang Zhen sneered and looked up at Du Detian: "Do you believe it or not, if you say it again, I will break your legs?"

Ni, it's so arrogant, a few people on the side were suddenly frightened and didn't dare to speak.

"I just like to play with ruthless people. Yang Zhen smiled at Zheng Ying at this time: "I still like to play with the children of your big family, you are a member of the Zheng family, right, come, kneel down for the master, and say that you are a mongrel." ”

Yang Zhen wanted to humiliate him today.

didn't kill him, it was really Yang Zhen in a good mood.

This dog, as soon as he made a move, he was going to kill Yang Zhen, if Yang Zhen didn't have some strength, he would be killed directly.

This kind of person does not teach him a lesson, which is simply intolerable.

"Soldiers can be killed, not shameful. Jung Ying trembled.

"Yes. Yang Zhen smiled and didn't say much.

Brush, another sword.

Cut off all five fingers of his right hand.

"Ahh

"You have two more chances, ten toes, my patience, not very long. Yang Zhen played with the broken sword: "Kneel down and say that you are a mongrel." ”

Admit it, Du Detian, Yan Youzhong and others have been thinking about it: "The green mountains left are here, don't be afraid of no firewood, take it soft." ”

"Go back and find someone from the Zheng family to kill him. ”

"There are a few people from the Zheng family, all of whom are surnamed Zhu now, elite disciples, just kill him. ”

"No matter how powerful he is, can he be more powerful than Xuan Xian. ”

Zheng Ying was still hesitating.

"Brush" Yang Zhen's hand interrupted the sword and waved.

"Whoa" blood gushed out, and five toes of his left foot were cut off.

"Ahh

"No, no, I'm convinced. "He finally couldn't take it anymore.

It is not terrible for an immortal to have his body cut off, as long as he has the Saint Yuan Dan afterwards, he can completely repair it back.

Especially the Supreme Saint Yuan Dan, as long as he doesn't die, multiple injuries can be recovered.

But now the pain of being cut off hands and feet is unbearable for ordinary people, and every time it is cut off, the immortal qi is greatly lost.

Zheng Ying's cultivation of at least a few hundred years has been abolished today.

I endure, I endure, after today, I will definitely make you Yang Zhen regret it, life is better than death.

Zheng Ying reminded herself over and over again in her heart: "I am convinced, Team Leader Yang is merciful-" The voice almost cried.

"I'm not going to listen to that. Yang Zhen picked him up, pressed him to the ground, and knelt on the ground: "You have one last chance." ”

The murderous aura on Yang Zhen's body was like a cloud, and the thick murderous aura, coupled with the unique yin and evil aura in his body, almost turned the scene into a Shura hell.

Zheng Ying felt Yang Zhen's killing intent, and if she didn't say anything, she might really die.

"I-I-I'm -I'm a mongrel, I'm a hybrid, a hybrid, a hype-" Zheng Ying's first sentence was difficult to say, and after saying it, she no longer had any scruples: "I'm a mongrel, I'm a mongrel-" You're satisfied.

Zheng Ying's ashamed face didn't dare to raise it.

Humiliation, anger, filled his heart.

He swore that he would kill Yang Zhen and take revenge.

"You confess it with your mouth, but you don't accept it in your heart. Yang Zhen smiled, his eyes seemed to see through his thoughts.

"No, I'm convinced, I'm convinced, Yang Zhen, you have to be true to your word, let me go-" Zheng Ying hurriedly said.

"Hahaha. Yang Zhen sneered: "Why do I believe in your words? I just play tricks on you, whether you admit it or not, you will die." ”

"I'm grass-you" Zheng Ying was frightened and scolded angrily.

"Die. Yang Zhen stabbed down with a sword, plopped, and pierced his head directly.

In front of Yu Hai, Du Detian and others, in front of everyone's eyes, Yang Zhen slashed with a sword, and then slapped his right palm fiercely.

"Bang" knocked Zheng Ying's whole person into a pile of mud.

"Phew" Yang Zhen killed Zheng Ying, and spit a mouthful of saliva to the ground, his face full of disgust.

Yu Hai, Du Detian, and Yan Youzhong were completely petrified.

They thought that Yang Zhen would just humiliate Zheng Ying.

Unexpectedly, in the end, Zheng Ying was killed directly.

It's so brutal.

The three of them subconsciously took a step back and looked at Yang Zhen's eyes, just like seeing a ghost.

The Zhu family is a big family in Fuzhou, and the children of the family have fought countless times in private, but there are still not many people who are really so murderous.

Especially like Yang Zhen, on the first day he entered the door, he killed one, which is simply incredible.

Crazy, really crazy. The three of them regarded Yang Zhen as a madman.

"What are you doing? Are you new here?" At this moment, there was a loud shout in the distance, and four men and women from the late stage of the Golden Immortal swaggered over.

Yang Zhen turned around, immediately changed his face, and smiled: "In Xia Yang Zhen, the deputy leader of the eighth group of newcomers in the outer courtyard, take a few newcomers to report to the eighth group." ”

"Deputy team leader? The four golden immortals who had just arrived looked at each other and smiled, their faces showing disdain.

One of them, with an evil face full of evil energy, seemed to have practiced an inexplicable evil skill, took a step forward gently, stretched out his hand to Yang Zhen and said: "We are the old men of the eighth group, we came to pick you up on the order of the team leader, okay, you hand over the sign of the deputy team leader." ”

"What do you mean?" Yang Zhen had a look of confusion on his face.

"It's not interesting, you can't hear clearly, you are a newcomer deputy team leader, just this is the end of it, our Zhu family's outer courtyard is this rule. The other woman sneered.

"He just killed one. "Someone on the side was looking at the ground.

There was a lot of blood on the ground, broken bones and flesh, no matter how you look at it, they are all dead.

"It's okay to kill. The evil smile on his face: "As long as you have the strength, you can kill, I can't imagine that this year's newcomer is so violent, okay, give me the sign, and I will take you to see the team leader." ”

Listening to them, you know that Yang Zhen is really nothing to kill a person here.