Zizhen's words and smiles on the field were full of charm, which made people can't help but want to take care of her and do all the needs she put forward. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhang Yang walked towards Zizhen step by step, and under Zizhen's gaze, he made a knife in one hand......

Zizhen only felt that her sleeves were cold, as if a gust of wind was blowing, and her slender jade hand had fallen into the air!

"Next one. Zhang Yang's voice didn't make any waves, as if the battle with Zizhen was no different from before.

Zizhen watched in disbelief as her hand fell to the ground, until the pain made her wake up, and the broken arm was held in her hand at once, and the supple appearance just now disappeared in an instant!

"Good, good, very good!" Zizhen joined the broken arms together, she took out a white object from the storage bracelet, wrapped the wound, and the newly broken arm could be used in an instant.

"What's the matter if you don't leave?Are you going to break the rules you just set?" Zhang Yang looked at Zizhen coldly.

"You hurt me. Zizhen pulled out a long whip from the storage bag with one hand, and as soon as this whip appeared, it was carrying purple thunder and lightning!

Zizhen held a long whip in her hand, and she didn't care where she was, she hit Zhang Yang directly!

Zhang Yang glanced at the stands, An Sheng was drinking tea with his head down, as if he hadn't noticed the situation here, while Yun Rong was watching with a light smile.

Zhang Yang understood that although these two holy sons had formulated the rules, the rules were based on his strength, no matter what, they would all face the Emperor Star Cultivator and find a way to make him break his arm!

Zhang Yang snorted coldly, unceremoniously, and greeted the whip with one hand, grabbing the whip tightly!

Zizhen was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "Hehe, no matter how fast you are, you can't make up for the defect of your IQ!

As soon as Zizhen pulled the whip, she wanted the whip to tie up Zhang Yang! She swore that she would not let Zhang Yang die good-looking!

It's a pity that Zizhen not only didn't pull the whip, but pulled her vigorously and threw her directly into the air, making her almost fall to the ground!

Zhang Yang's hand holding this whip was a little numb, although there were few thunderbolts on this whip, it was extremely powerful!

Originally, Zhang Yang's bloodline supernatural power was related to thunder and lightning, and he should be immune to most of the effects of thunder, and even after the development of this supernatural power, it may allow him to have the ability to control thunder!

But this small purple thunderbolt made Zhang Yang feel numb, which showed that this thunder and lightning were not ordinary.

Zhang Yang flicked the whip and threw Zizhen to the ground, and then he rushed forward!

Before everyone could shake their senses, they saw Zhang Yang stepping on Zizhen's back!

Without the slightest pity for the jade, it was so rude, so cruel, and smashed Zizhen's back with one foot!

Zizhen wanted to stand up, but the shoes were still on her back, she hurt, she hated!

Zizhen's eyes were hazy with tears, and she tried to raise her head, "I am the person of An Sheng's holy son, you can't hurt me!"

Zhang Yang saw that An Sheng had already stood up, and the next moment it seemed that he would be able to flash on this martial arts arena!

"As I said, I don't like people to have murderous intent towards me and put that murderous intent into action. Zhang Yang put the whip in his storage bag, and at the same time stepped out, smashing An Sheng's qi sea position!" ”

"Stop!" An Sheng appeared directly beside Zizhen, but it was already a step too late, and Zizhen's sea of qi had already shattered!

Zhang Yang raised his feet and took two steps back, "The Holy Son of An Sheng has also stepped into the martial arts arena, do you want to break the rules you made yourself before and fight me in person?"

An Sheng is angry at the moment, no matter what Zizhen is, it is his person, his person, and others have no right to beak!

But An Sheng clearly knew that he couldn't do anything at the moment! He was a holy son, and he couldn't go back on his word for the sake of one of his subordinates in front of so many monks!

He can break the agreement for the sake of the emperor, and he can violate the agreement because of justice, but he can't break the rules he made because of his own people.

Zhang Yang watched An Sheng pick up Zizhen, but he didn't have the slightest intention of making a move, "I originally wanted to hear your voice beating yourself in the face, but it seems that I can't hear it for the time being, okay, who are you going to send next?"

An Sheng clenched his fists, "Hello, you are very good! Ziman, you go up, just leave a breath, and I naturally have a way to heal him with only one broken arm!"

After Zhang Yang listened to An Sheng's speech, An Sheng hugged Zizhen and left the martial arts arena directly.

After waiting for a while, a black giant descended from the sky.

Zhang Yang squinted his eyes and looked at the King Kong-like gorilla, "You are Ziman?"

"Roar!" Ziman opened his mouth and roared angrily, and a fishy breath gushed out of his throat and spread all over the martial arts arena.

"The Son will take advantage of what he calls the natives. Zhang Yang smiled disdainfully.

"Childe is determined to be the same in the world, everyone can cultivate the truth, and it is definitely not the use of your despicable villain!" Ziman roared, he was wearing a leopard-print small leather skirt around his body, holding a big stick inlaid with wolf teeth in his hand, and he waved it towards Zhang Yang as he ran!

Zhang Yang felt that the power of qi and blood in this orangutan was even the realm of essence qi and sea transformation, but the strength of his body was dozens of times stronger than that of people of the same type!

When the orangutan was running, the ground shook a little!

Zhang Yang's speed was a little faster than that of the orangutan, and he flashed the mace in an instant, and he took advantage of the situation to put a foot on the orangutan, and he felt that the flesh and skin of the orangutan were even tougher than that of the monk of the Ten Realms Cultivation Period!

The orangutan couldn't make a single blow, and he changed his strategy, and the mace spun in his left hand, spinning as it went, and from time to time one or two snow-white, sharp wolf fangs shot out!

This orangutan is capable of doing two things!

Zhang Yang can flash and flash, and by the way, he hits the orangutan a few times from time to time.

"The strength is so small, it's not enough to tickle!" Ziman's nose spewed out white air currents, and these air currents converged in the air, allowing Ziman to predict Zhang Yang's movements!

The monks outside the arena cheered, and some people had even begun to bet on which part of Zhang Yang would be cut off first!

Zhang Yang nodded secretly, he was very interested in this orangutan's move, prediction is very important in the decisive battle of life and death!

"Don't you have any other skills?" Zhang Yang tried for a long time, and found that this orangutan had no other moves except for his huge strength, very tough flesh, and a reconnaissance move, but he was a little disappointed.

How did Zhang Yang know, with these three points, Ziman was invincible in the battle of monks of the same level!

Because of the thick skin, Ziman is beaten and does not die, because of his strength, Ziman's attack causes serious damage to the enemy, and most importantly, because of prediction, Ziman can accurately damage the enemy!

It's a pity, what Ziman encountered this time was Zhang Yang! Zhang Yang, whose power in the sea of qi is ten million times stronger than that of ordinary people! Zhang Yang, who has already opened his blood, and who has opened his blood! Zhang Yang, who is calm enough to numb his heart!

Zhang Yang tried for a moment, but he didn't see any new moves, and then he said, "It's over." ”

Ziman snorted, "I've caught you!

The sound of the six words fell, and there was a "boom" in the field, and the dust was flying, and Ziman's left arm fell to the ground.

Zhang Yang wasted the sea of brute qi and walked out of the smoke and dust, "Next, who will come?"