Xu Bashan has already seen Yang Zhen, in the late stage of concentrating, his breath is a little strong, but no matter how strong it is, it is also concentrating, they have two Neidan, and today is just right, robbing this kid.

The four of them surrounded Yang Zhen, and Xu Bashan asked Yang Zhen to hand over things.

"Aren't you robbing you?" Yang Zhen pretended: "Are you Ten Thousand Demon Sects still reasonable?"

"Our Ten Thousand Demon Sect has always been the most reasonable, if you are not reasonable, this barren mountains and mountains, isolated islands and seas, boy, I would have killed you and fed the fish. Another Neidan was named Wei Shijie at the beginning, he looked at Yang Zhen with a smile, stretched out his finger and hooked Yang Zhen: "Take it out, if you are a smart person, you should know how to do it." ”

The expressions of him and Xu Bashan are like they are sure of you.

"We, the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, are still kind to others, and we will not slaughter lives until we have to, and the cultivation of every Xuan Shi is not easy to come by. ”

"Young man, you still have a long way to go, no matter how good the magic weapon is, it is something outside your body, hand it over. ”

"You human race often say, you are left with life, don't be afraid of no firewood, boy, know a little. ”

"It's the green mountains that stay, and I'm not afraid of no firewood. ”

"Anyway, it's all the same, whether you hand it over or not, yes, are you looking for death, I didn't respond to you for a long time. ”

These disciples of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect began to speak softly and bitterly, but when they said that Yang Zhen did not √ back, they immediately showed a fierce appearance.

The most ferocious, of course, is the Xu Bashan that Yang Zhen has seen, he can't bear it anymore, if he didn't know that Yang Zhen auctioned a medium-grade spiritual weapon that day, he was afraid that Yang Zhen would explode the magic weapon in a hurry, he would have killed someone a long time ago.

Either you don't make a move, or if you want to make a move, you have to kill with one blow, and you don't give Yang Zhen a chance to blow up the magic weapon.

Xu Bashan was extremely angry in his heart, but a smile appeared on his face, and he turned his head to say to everyone.

"What are you doing? We are all disciples of Xuanmen, we value harmony, we are seeking wealth, not life. Xu Bashan pretended to persuade his fellow disciples, and then turned his head and suddenly pointed behind Yang Zhen in surprise.

"Is this your friend?"

"My friend?" Yang Zhen turned his head inexplicably, there was someone behind me?

Behind him, of course, there was no one.

The moment Yang Zhen turned around.

"Kill" Xu Bashan's eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Killing" another Neidan Wei Shijie also shot at the same time.

The two major Neidan attacked Yang Zhen first.

Neither of them sacrificed a magic weapon, a heaven-level divine power of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect used by Xu Bashan.

"Nine Days of Phoenix Turmoil"

As soon as his footsteps moved, the fire phoenix flew behind him, with wings on his shoulders, like an ancient phoenix, flying for nine days, a phoenix roared in the air, and a phoenix with fire appeared behind Yang Zhen, and the wings tore the earth, and the fire phoenix burned the heavens, wrapping Yang Zhen's body in it at once.

Wei Shijie didn't even put Yang Zhen in his eyes, a little concentrating, where he used heaven-level supernatural powers.

"Wow roar" Wei Shijie rose and fell in place, exhaling and roaring.

He is the elder of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, and nine out of ten percent of the high-level people in the Ten Thousand Demon Sect are demon clans.

Wei Shijie's body is a big brown bear.

He roared wildly, his body jumped high, and when he pounced behind Yang Zhen, he had already turned into a huge brown bear, a pair of bear paws bigger than Yang Zhen's head, and when he slapped his palm, the palm wind almost tore up a layer of the earth.

At the moment when Yang Zhen turned around, the two inner pills shot at the same time.

The two supernatural powers slammed over.

"Boom" There was a flying sand on the ground, and the land within ten zhang of Fang Yuan was lifted by the two major Neidan for several inches.

But.

After the loud noise, there was not a trace of people on the ground, not even Yang Zhen's clothes.

He seems to have disappeared out of thin air, and the supernatural powers of the two of them don't seem to hit anyone.

"Where did this kid go?" Bai Moer covered her mouth, barely believing her eyes.

She watched Yang Zhen being wrapped in Xu Bashan's heaven-level divine powers, but when these forces bombarded down, Yang Zhen disappeared out of thin air.

I didn't use the invisibility charm so quickly.

"Be careful. Another stared mid-term scream.

"Wow roar" A dark figure appeared behind Xu Bashan, like an ancient troll, shrugging his shoulders and standing with his fists down.

It's night, and it's the best time for the Troll Dark Moon Fist to exert its power.

Yang Zhen took advantage of the moonlight to dodge the blow of the two inner pills in an instant, and appeared behind Xu Bashan.

"Troll Collapse Sky" Yang Zhen swung his fist, and the god-level supernatural troll Dark Moon Fist.

Unlike the battle against Wei Zhuhai, the two Inner Dan Xuan Qi in front of him were not as good as Yang Zhen alone.

This punch is coupled with god-level supernatural powers, which is simply unimaginable.

In the eyes of the onlookers Bai Mo'er and the others, at that moment, Yang Zhen turned into an ancient troll, stepped from the world of gods and demons, knocked down the sun and moon in the sky with one punch, and shattered the mountains on the ground with one punch.

His two fists are enough to record eternity and set the rivers and mountains.

Yang Zhen didn't punch, and as soon as the magic power came out, he was shocked, and everyone lost color.

"This is" Wei Shijie and Xu Bashan exclaimed in unison, completely unaware that Yang Zhen was also a Neidan.

And Yang Zhen's Inner Dan is obviously above them, looking at this fist, at least it is also the middle stage of Inner Dan, or even the late stage.

The two were completely stunned.

This feeling is like a rich second generation in a city planning to smash a bastard with money, only to find out that the bastard turned out to be the richest man in the local area.

The contrast is too great.

Originally, Xu Bashan and Wei Shijie bullied Yang Zhen like a little sheep.

Killing people and grabbing treasures is the most common thing in the Xuanmen.

It turned out that what they found might not be sheep, but lions and tigers.

They were stunned, but Yang Zhen was angry.

Only Yang Zhen has ever robbed others, but Yang Zhen was robbed twice by this Xu Bashan.

Although Xu Bashan has never succeeded, Yang Zhen is really angry.

Robbed him Yang Zhen twice, this bastard robbed others outside, I don't know how many times.

I don't know how many innocent low-level Xuanshi were killed by Xu Bashan.

You like to kill people and seize treasures so much, why don't you also taste the taste of being killed and robbed of treasures.

"Huo" Yang Zhen slammed down with his fists, and under the moonlight, the power of the troll Dark Moon Fist seemed to be even stronger, and the fist style was almost condensed into substance, showing a meteor-like appearance, with a dark black, bang, between Wei Shijie and Xu Bashan.

He didn't hit anyone with this punch, but barely hit the middle between Wei Shijie and Xu Bashan.

But, the next moment.

The air between the two of them jerked, as if the air had been drained, and then exploded.

"Bang" The power of the Troll Dark Moon Fist burst out from mid-air, as if a spiritual weapon was detonating itself.

"Boom" Xu Bashan's phoenix chaos and nine heavenly divine powers were shattered by this force.

"Boom" Wei Shijie's big bear paw didn't come and was swept away by that force.

The two of them flew up at the same time, fell out, and fell out a full fifteen feet away.

One punch swept the two major Neidan.

This is the power of Yang Zhen's god-level supernatural power now.

"Wow pounce" Xu Bashan has not yet gotten up, and several mouthfuls of blood have been sprayed wildly.

Wei Shijie was even more miserable, he had already exposed the body of the brown bear, and with the power of Yang Zhen's punch, he flew out and hit a protruding big rock on the side.

Everyone at the scene heard the sound of his big bear head hitting the big rock.

"Ahh

Hiss, Bai Moer and the other stared and frightened did not dare to move.

The gap between the two sides is too great.

"A big fist is the truth, right?" Yang Zhen smiled, swished, and stepped in front of Xu Bashan.

"I'm grass. Xu Bashan was still on the ground and didn't get up, and when he saw Yang Zhen approaching, no one got up, so he opened his mouth directly.

"Wow pounce" brush, a burst of essence shot out of his mouth.

The inferior spirit weapon 'Ba Yu Arrow'.

This arrow is his own feather training, a thousand-year-old white-winged eagle feather.

This magic weapon, which he has been nourishing and practicing in his body all year round, is the magic weapon he is most proud of.

Zheng, there was still a sperm shot out of his mouth, just left his mouth, divided into three, and the three essences shot towards Yang Zhen's head, waist, crotch, and three directions.

The biggest feature of this magic weapon is that it is fast, and the other is extremely sharp.

Cutting gold into jade is as easy as cutting mud.

Ordinary low-grade anti-physical weapons are easy to be broken by him.

The three essences hit Yang Zhen almost instantaneously.

Yang Zhen was still rushing in front of Xu Bashan at this time, almost rushing up with a magic weapon.

Everyone thought Yang Zhen was going to die.

There is no Neidan that can be hard against the spirit weapon.

I saw Yang Zhen raise his hand and grab it, dang, and grasp a fine light that shot at his head in his hand.

The other two essences, fluttering, fluttering, hit Yang Zhen twice in a row.

The speed and posture of Yang Zhen's figure almost did not change, as if he was not affected by the magic weapon at all, and took a step forward, and in Xu Bashan's stunned eyes, he slapped his hand on Xu Bashan's mouth.

He grabbed the magic weapon shot by Xu Bashan in his hand, and this slap covered Xu Bashan's mouth, Xu Bashan's head shook violently, fluttered, and a fine light pierced through the back of his head and nailed into the ground.

plopped, Xu Bashan's head also hit the ground with this force, and his eyes were dead.

He had a hole in his head, and if it weren't for Nedan, he would have died.

But he wasn't dead yet.

He watched his magic weapon nailed into Yang Zhen's body, but Yang Zhen was unharmed, and his eyes were completely incredulous.

At this moment, Yang Zhen reached out and touched his waist, and another Bayu arrow appeared in his hand.

There was not even blood on the arrow.

"Don't. White Moer screamed.

"Flutter" Yang Zhen didn't hear it at all, and with a flick of the flick, he nailed this bayu arrow into Xu Bashan's dantian.

"Uh" Xu Bashan looked at Yang Zhen in despair, his mouth kept squirming, as if he wanted to ask, who are you.

"I, my name is Jade Face Langjun. Yang Zhen smiled at him, stretched out his hand to go down, dug into his dantian, and found an inner pill.

The bloody Neidan was placed on his hand, and the white foam almost fainted.

"You guys go quickly. At this time, Wei Shijie transformed from a bear form to a human form, and with a strange scream, he rushed over, and at the same time motioned for Bai Mo'er and another contemplation disciple to go first.

"Who dares to go. Yang Zhen shouted violently, and his thoughts were like thunder.

The sound of "boom" sounded in the ears of Bai Mo'er and the staring god, and the two of them trembled and fell to the ground at the same time.

With Yang Zhen's current divine thoughts, there is not much distance between them and the early stage of a psychic, and as soon as his divine thoughts move, his concentration will also be injured.

Wei Shijie rushed halfway through, still thinking in his mind whether to sacrifice a low-grade spiritual weapon, or use a heaven-level divine power to resist it.

But Xu Bashan used both the heaven-level divine power and the lower-grade spiritual weapon just now, and the heaven-level divine power was punched by Yang Zhen's god-level divine power, and the lower-grade spiritual weapon was grabbed by Yang Zhen like scrap iron.

Wei Shijie's choice was very painful, and with this hesitation, his eyes suddenly went dark, bang, and his mind was full of buzzing sounds.

Yang Zhen stepped up, and Wei Shijie, who was punched, rolled more than ten zhang again.

It's vulnerable.

Bai Moer and the others just wanted to cry in their hearts.

This gap is the same as that between Nedan and psychic.

Yang Zhen's supernatural powers were useless, and he knocked Wei Shijie out with a casual punch.

No one dared to move, even Wei Shijie was so frightened that he didn't dare to move.

Yang Zhen didn't kill him, he still wanted to kill himself.

"Misunderstanding, this senior brother, this is a misunderstanding, we are unreasonable first, you don't care about the villain, don't be angry. Wei Shijie saw Yang Zhen's appearance, he had a chance to live, and hurriedly begged for mercy, anyway, there is no one here now, they are all his own people, and Neidan is not ashamed to beg for mercy