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Chapter 636 Do you have the goods?

In the end, Yang Yifeng simply used the purple divine light, stood still in place, and said lightly: "Yo, what kind of spear is this? Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info It sounds good, in fact, who dares to be careless about the prestige of the god-killing spear? Yang Yifeng is not a stupid person.

Zhengyi's state of mind cultivation is good, but in this case, a good innate treasure is even blocked by the purple divine light emitted by a nameless jade Ruyi on someone's head, even if it is a god, it must have a little psychological fluctuations, right? Not to mention that this guy is not a god! It is inevitable that he is a little irritated, and the gun in his hand and the true yuan in his body are output as if he does not want money. The purple divine light rippled constantly, but it was this light that Yang Yifeng didn't have any.

Why? Who told us good people to have good rewards? The lotus seed of the twenty-four innate purple lotus, even if it can't grow, but where can the power in this lotus seed be less? With the special function of a thousand illusions, this purple divine light has been super-strengthened, although I don't know how powerful the god-killing spear with full power is, but with the strength of your half-tone, it is still a little worse.

Do you think that you are the only one in this world? The rest are all poor? Bully people with the best magic weapons, and there is a problem with their character, don't you? Look at us, we never use magic weapons to bully people. If you beat someone, you have to beat him convincingly.

Knowing Yang Yifeng, he couldn't help but laugh secretly, but he didn't talk much nonsense. lest Yang Yifeng find an opportunity to remember himself.

Yang Yifeng is not the master who is passively beaten, "Hey~~ Dude, have you beaten enough, right? ”

The depressed man in his heart, the god-killing spear in his hand, did not hesitate to spend billions of years for it, just to fight for a glimmer of life in this cruel heavenly realm. I don't know when the War of the Four Realms will start again. But the innate treasure was helpless under this unknown magic weapon, and it was really not a taste in my heart. In fact, if Zhengyi knew that the magic weapon in front of him was a merit holy weapon that could not go up to the level of Heaven and Earth Exquisite Xuanhuang Pagoda, and contained the treasure of Yang Yifeng's eighth-layer sanctification merit, I am afraid that the potential would not be more than that, and he would not have such a wronged feeling.

Yang Yifeng dodged out of the attack range of the main person, and a guy took out a huge bow, and the bow was majestic. You don't have to go into details. Yang Yifeng can hold a hand bow, and the only one is the Pangu Sun Shooting Bow.

The bowstring was slightly opened, and an arrow of light containing great power appeared, the tip of which pointed directly at the person. Gently loosen the two fingers, and the light arrow glued out, the first breath was still on the bowstring, and the second breath had already hit the center of the eyebrow.

A figure retreated, and the god-killing spear was erected. Easily blocked the arrow of light. However, there were countless light arrows that followed, and the branches were powerful, and they were inseparable from the vital points around him, how many people could they hide? Holding the godkiller in front of him, he spun around, still relaxed.

Zhengyi is also well-informed, and he is indeed a little depressed that he can't even get what kind of divine weapon Yang Yifeng has in his hand. In fact, this divine bow had disappeared long after Hou Yi shot the sun, and there were only a few ancient gods who knew it.

Five fingers were loosened, five light arrows attacked, and even if the god-killing spear was blocked, the figure of the person had to retreat a few meters because of this. After a while, Zhengyi realized that no matter how much he wanted to deceive himself into approaching Yang Yifeng, it was all delusional. Even now, these light arrows can't make it difficult for them. I also didn't want to get Yang Yifeng. "Hmph, hmph, is that all you have?" The foundation of the Chaos Demon Palace is really not covered, and he still underestimated Yang Yifeng.

"Yo, the dignified seniors would even use this language to squeeze the way of the underground?" Yang Yifeng is not fooled, although he is protected by purple light, but the god-killing spear is not easy to provoke, in case the purple light fails or the god-killing spear suddenly starts. Then the consequences are not fun. That thing dies if you touch it, and it hurts if you rub it.

"Hmph~~!" is helpless. Yang Yifeng is now holding that treasure, except for the god-killing spear, the rest of the magic weapons are also embarrassing, so don't take it. But the supernatural powers are made.

Hey~~ Yang Yifeng's divine eyes are not blowing indiscriminately, and the divine powers of Li Dai Taozhuang, who is a person, have not been able to hide it, but Yang Yifeng is surprised that these magical powers are not something that the monks of this era can learn.

Yang Yifeng took out the Fuxi arrow and put it on the bowstring, but the tip of the arrow was not aimed at the puppet that was spinning the body of the spear, but at the real body of the person who was stealth and was touching him. "Hide your head and show your tail!" "The Sun Shooting Bow and the Sun Shooting Arrow actually have a set of archery, known as the Nine Styles of Sun Shooting, which is said to have been created by Hou Yi. But specifically, Yang Yifeng doesn't know. But this set of archery is really imprinted on the bow and arrow body. The names will not be listed one by one, Yang Yifeng's arrow was opened, and he lightly buckled it with his middle finger and thumb, and moved it slightly obliquely, and the bow body was not vertical, but changed to flat. This is exactly one of the nine types of shooting the sun.

The two fingers were gently loosened, and in the blink of an eye, the Fuxi arrow seemed to still be on the bow body, but it appeared in Yang Yifeng's hand. "Ah~~~" A person screamed and was knocked to the ground, revealing his figure. At this time, the Fuxi arrow disappeared from the bow. It's true that the god-killing spear is an innate treasure, and it's not wrong that the power is so strong that the gods are afraid, but it's really rubbish in defense, and it can only be relegated to the bottom.

Just as a person touched his shoulder with his right hand, a blood hole burst out. The mighty full-body chain mail was also turned into scrap metal and shattered to the ground.

Yang Yifeng couldn't help but sigh secretly, this guy was lucky, he escaped the key point, not to mention, and was saved by the protective artifact. After all, he is a master who has cultivated nearly 10 billion years, and he can still save his life under this arrow. Yang Yifeng once again put the arrow on the bowstring, his face expressionless.

"Wait~~~ We lost this game~!" The Qilin King stopped in time, Yang Yifeng came with another arrow, is the Zhengyi person still alive? This Zhengyi person has backbone, and would rather die than admit defeat, but if the Zhengyi person dies here, it will be troublesome, no matter what, the Zhengyi person is also the saint Venerable's disciple grandson, and he died here, Yang Yifeng is naturally not afraid of the protection of the Holy Venerable, but he is not sure that the Holy Venerable in the fairy world will sprinkle his anger on the head of the Qilin clan.

Yang Yifeng glanced at the Dragon Emperor, and when he saw him nodding, he didn't say anything more, dodged and retreated, and collected his bow and arrows. On the surface, the Zhengyi people only suffered some external injuries, but in fact, the strength of the Fuxi arrow had already injured the primordial spirit of the Zhengyi people, and they did not rest for hundreds of years or thousands of years, and they did not want to recover.

Yang Yifeng felt it, why didn't this arrow shoot at Jin Wu, it was more powerful. In fact, what Yang Yifeng didn't know was that this ancient bow and Fuxi arrow basically had an extra layer for birds. The beautiful patriarch of the Feng clan saw all this in his eyes, and he was jealous of Yang Yifeng, which was n times larger in his heart. If you take an arrow yourself, I don't know what will happen.

The beautiful matriarch walked out, put away her arrogance a little, and said coldly: "I will fight in the third game, who is the teacher of the dragon clan?"

Yang Yifeng glanced behind him, and sighed in his heart, the dragon clan has indeed declined. Think about the first time I saw Teng Snake Land, as soon as that guy saw his dragon spirit, he hurriedly wanted to stop. It can be seen how powerful the dragon clan was in the ancient flood time.

The Dragon Emperor couldn't imagine that the other party also had a helper, which was really difficult to do now. But fortunately, now it's one win and one draw, and if you lose this one, it's a big deal to fight again.

"You can ask for foreign help, then this seat has to ask friends for help. After Yang Yifeng finished speaking, he waved his hand and released the Teng Snake from his sleeve.

"Hahaha~~~~ I didn't expect it to be so lively here!" Teng Snake has been watching the situation outside with Yang Yifeng's permission, and he understands it without explanation.

"Your opponent is her. Yang Yifeng pointed to the patriarch of the Feng clan in a flat tone.

Teng Snake's eyes are so vicious, he saw through the details of the Feng clan patriarch at a glance, and then stared at the phoenix crown above her head and looked at it, his face showed a little fierce aura, and said with a strange smile: "She is not my opponent!" This is not a big word, although the Teng Snake who has recovered from his injuries is subject to Yang Yifeng's dragon capture seal method, but his strength has not been reduced in the slightest, on the contrary, it has improved a little.

"You~~!" the patriarch of the Feng clan was about to accuse.

Teng Snake turned into a red light and flew into the sky, directly transformed into the body, and roared arrogantly: "If you don't believe it, try it~~!" In contrast, Teng Snake prefers ontological combat.

The Dragon Emperor, the Qilin King, and the patriarch of the Feng clan are all demons who know the goods, and the original form of this Teng snake is still recognized, but I am surprised that this Teng snake has been exterminated as early as the ancient times? How can it appear here, and looking at this body of mana and cultivation, he is still a demigod, and the strong true yuan is afraid that it is even deeper than himself.