Everyone's minds were shocked by Zhou Yang's words, like a thunderbolt from a sunny day, and they were stunned. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Chang'an, who was standing outside the crowd and listening with his toes up, was also shocked by Zhou Yang's words, swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and thought incredibly in his heart, this Zhou Simin actually has a younger brother, and this younger brother is actually Zhou Yang who ranks first on the list of Xifeng's disciples.

Looking at the quiet scene for a while because of his words, Zhou Yang smiled shyly and said embarrassedly: "When I was at home, I was always beaten by my sister... In my eyes, my sister is very strong, and since this black cloth can defeat my sister, it will naturally be able to defeat me..."

Seeing that Zhou Yang was so cute, and his five-three rough appearance was really unworthy, Chang'an and the surrounding disciples couldn't help but be amused by Zhou Yang chuckled, Zhou Simin or Zhou Yang is stronger, Chang'an is the most vocal, in his opinion, this Zhou Simin does not have as much pressure as Zhou Yang puts on him, but why Zhou Yang said that he is always beaten by his sister, it should be the shadow left by his sister's violent beating when he was a child, and he always feels that his sister is very powerful.

Although it is a little funny, but from the side, the relationship between Zhou Yang and Zhou Simin's sister and brother is very good, otherwise Zhou Yang's punch will not necessarily be able to protect her, this is not to say that Zhou Simin is not strong, but Zhou Yang is very strong.

"Unexpectedly, Zhou Yang, the disciple of the West Peak Great Elder Wu Ning who values the most and can be called the strongest disciple of the Four Peaks, is such an interesting person, haha, interesting..."

After looking deeply, he was ridiculed by the crowd, and Zhou Yang, who was shyly smiling, Chang'an walked into the disciple's hall with a smile.

Entering the Shifang Dao platform, Chang'an's mind moved slightly, and he appeared in the illusion of the disciple list challenge.

Looking at Zhou Yang's number one, Chang'an waved his hand, and then a sturdy man with a misty face slowly stepped out of the void, bowed to Chang'an, and said in a thick voice: "The first disciple list, Zhou Yang... Accept your challenge..."

Chang'an, who knew that Zhou Yang was very strong, knew that this time it would be another hard battle, although for the disciples of Xifeng, it was still a little difficult to meet the disciples of Nanfeng, who mainly used magic, but they were extremely strong in the flesh, and ordinary weapons and spells could not cause them any harm, which was why Chang'an valued the boundary line and Hou Yuqing in exchange.

If you want to win this time, you can only attack it unpreparedly by surprise, and you need a magic seal and a mantra to perform the spell, the target of the Qiuyue Sword is too big, in case it does not cause fatal damage to Zhou Yang, but ends up with depleted spiritual power, then you will really lose, as for the fan sword, because it is too heavy and cannot be contained, it was placed in the courtyard of Nanfeng by Chang'an, in addition to the spell, the only thing that can be used as an attack is the extremely sharp boundary.

Looking at Zhou Yang solemnly, Chang'an also hugged his fists, and with a slight movement of his heart, he immediately pinched the water swordsmanship with both hands, preparing to test first.

Chang'an here, like a big enemy, on the other hand, Zhou Yang seems a little calm, although it is somewhat inseparable from his character, but this expression invisibly adds a little pressure to Chang'an, and he fails to start again, Chang'an is not afraid, what he is afraid of is that Zhou Yang is unexpectedly strong, and the road to the first hegemony of the four peaks does not know what year and month it will take to succeed.

After waiting for a while, seeing that Zhou Yang didn't even make a move, Chang'an, who frowned and frowned, couldn't help but hesitate, and secretly guessed, could it be that Zhou Yang was paying attention to something, but looking at Zhou Yang's calm look, Chang'an swallowed his saliva, stepped forward violently, and said: "Drag more than me..."

"The entire Qingxiao Sect, under the foundation building period, the people who can bring pressure to me, except for Senior Brother Du Pengyi of Nanfeng, you Zhou Yang is the second, and it is the strongest, no matter whether you win or lose this battle, your Zhou Yang's strength, if you say first, no one dares to say second... I made a shot..."

Chang'an, who took a deep breath, drank violently, stepped on his feet, tilted his head back, and a majestic spiritual power that swallowed mountains and rivers suddenly stirred and spread from Chang'an's body, rushing in all directions, and the pressure on that realm made Zhou Yang, who was standing in the distance, his eyes widen slightly, revealing a trace of surprise.

This breath was sucked for a long time, a long time, so long that Chang'an was so suffocated by this breath that his face was congested, his head was dizzy, and finally exploded.

A huge roar buzzed, with a raging momentum in all directions, the roar that echoed around, like a murderous galloping horse, under a column of water with thick arms, directly erupted from Chang'an's mouth, and went straight to Zhou Yang in the distance at a terrifying speed like a galloping speed.

The hurricane set off made Chang'an smash the martial arts platform under his feet, and the cracks that spread layer by layer, under the violent spiritual power overflowing from Chang'an's body, seemed to be unbearable, and shook violently.

The water column that went straight to Zhou Yang flew to the way, and suddenly shone with a ghostly light.

After this ghostly light appeared, the water column immediately squirmed, as if there was a pair of invisible big hands, changing the shape of the water column, becoming thinner and longer, and the raised splash at the head of the head actually formed a gun head in the blink of an eye, and the water column formed a gun body, and the tip of the gun was frantically rotated to cut through the air, forming a dazzling edge, like a rainbow that pierced the ground, with a bang, stabbed Zhou Yang in the chest, pushing Zhou Yang's whole person back eight steps in a row.

The power of the unloaded water gun cut two huge cracks one inch wide, one foot long, and seven meters long behind Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang, who took a deep breath, looked up, his eyes jumped over a hundred meters away, staring at Chang'an who was in the distance, gritted his teeth, clenched his fists with both palms, straightened his chest, and stepped forward violently.

A metal sound of broken chains spread out from Zhou Yang's body, and the water gun that stabbed Zhou Yang's chest with an indomitable momentum actually appeared more and more cracks under the loud bang.

Until this crack spread throughout the whole body of the water snatcher, the water gun suddenly lost its spiritual power restraint and fell to the ground, splashing a large splash of water, making Chang'an, who had just happened to be sleepy in the distance, stunned and gasped.

Chang'an, who was dumbfounded, really didn't expect that this Zhou Yang's body was so powerful, it was beyond his expectations, just now it was the strongest blow in his water swordsmanship so far, and it only made Zhou Yang take a few steps back, and he was shattered by the terrifying physical power that suddenly erupted on Zhou Yang's body.

Chang'an already thought of Zhou Yang very strongly, but he didn't expect it to be so strong, the water spear transformed by the water sword technique, even if it is an acquired grade magic weapon, it is not too much, it is conceivable that Zhou Yang's physical strength is about to reach the first layer of body refining, the realm of condensation.

However, what Chang'an didn't know was that Zhou Yang took this blow with his physical body, and he had actually suffered internal injuries, but this internal injury was not very serious, and it was almost negligible for Zhou Yang, who was refining his body, but it also made Zhou Yang understand that the black clothes who stood on the opposite side and challenged him were indeed very strong, and he was the strongest challenger so far.

If Zhou Yang's cultivation can break through the eighth layer of Gathering Spirits, perhaps, it will be easier to take Chang'an's blow, and he doesn't even need the power of body refining, and he can shatter the water gun condensed by the water sword technique with his physical body alone.