Chapter 32: Yang Zhan
"Say, didn't the Yang family send you?"
At this moment, Tang Xiaoxiao was full of murderous aura, making Mazi's face like an ice cellar.
"Yes・・・・・"
"Ahem!"
At the same time, a cough came from the distant hill, interrupting what Mako-face was about to say.
"Who? ”
Sun Wukong snorted coldly, and everyone looked at a small hill more than ten zhang away.
A chaotic sound of footsteps sounded from multiple directions around at the same time, making Sun Wukong and the others frown.
After only a few breaths, he approached the Monkey King and the others.
Around, there were nearly a dozen people, all of whom were students of the three sects.
They surrounded Sun Wukong and everyone in the middle, the weapons in their hands were unsheathed, and their whole body was undisguised, and they all stared at Sun Wukong and a few people.
"Yang Zhan, it's really you!"
Tang Xiaoxiao's beautiful eyes were scorching, staring at a young man a few feet away.
This young man is eighteen years old, he is quite handsome and magnificent, but he has a gloomy face.
"Yang Shao, help me!" Mazi looked at the young man with a face, as if he had encountered a life-saving straw.
Yang Zhan raised his head and didn't even look at him, making his face very ugly, and said arrogantly: "It's me, so what?"
Tang Xiaoxiao was so angry that her delicate body trembled, and she sneered: "What's the matter, the dignified son of the Yang family, in order to covet my Tang family's alchemy technique, he competed to do such a despicable and shameless thing." ”
"Is it despicable and shameless?" Yang Zhan's eyes flickered, and then a burst of light erupted, and said, "This is the end of your refusal to marry me!"
"You..." Tang Xiaoxiao's eyes showed a look of doubt, and he scolded angrily: "If you treat me like this, aren't you afraid that my Yang family will retaliate?"
"I'm afraid, of course I'm afraid, the dignified pill family, if you raise your arms, the person who is willing to do things for you will definitely not be something that my Yang family can resist!" Yang Zhan shook his head with a sneering smile, and his tone changed, very gloomy: "But if you die in the Demon Forest, who can know that my Yang family did it?"
Tang Xiaoxiao's beautiful eyes were full of anger, and she gritted her silver teeth and said, "My father will definitely destroy your Yang family and crush your bones to ashes!"
"Really?" Yang Zhan sneered and said, "It's a pity that you will never see that day!"
When the words fell, Yang Zhan waved his arms and shouted coldly: "Up, if you have been preparing for a long time, I will kill you, this is what happened when you insulted me that day!"
More than a dozen people immediately rushed up and pointed their swords at Tang Xiaoxiao.
Tang Xiaoxiao pointed at the pockmarked face, and said coldly: "If you dare to take another step, I will kill him!"
More than a dozen people immediately stopped attacking and looked at Yang Zhan.
Yang Zhan glanced at pockmarked face, and sneered indifferently: "Leave him alone, go!"
"Yang Zhan, you are shameless・・・・・"
Suddenly, Mazi's face and body burst out, and he pounced on Yang Zhan with a crazy face, because he staggered with a broken leg, and his attack was even more disorderly.
"Die!"
With a cold snort, Yang Zhan dodged the surprise attack of the pockmarked face, and the sword in his hand stabbed into the back of the heavily injured pockmarked face.
"There is not enough success, but there is more than failure. Damn!" Yang Zhan didn't look back, his face was indifferent to the life and death of others.
'Bang'
Mazi's face fell to the ground, until he died, his eyes were full of unwillingness and self-deprecation!
Sun Wukong's eyes condensed, this son is ruthless, ruthless and unrighteous!
"Up!"
Yang Zhan shouted, and more than a dozen people rushed towards Tang Xiaoxiao again.
'Bang'
'When'
'When'
With three loud bangs, the three of Sun Wukong waved their weapons at the same time, shocking several people.
Wo Huairen looked at Yang Zhan and said playfully: "I said, are you transparent to us?"
Yang Zhan frowned, waved his hand to stop a group of subordinates who were about to attack again, and then looked at the three Sun Wukong, pointed to the corpse of the pockmarked face, and said coldly: "If you don't want to die, just get out, be nosy, he is your example!"
Wo Huairen pretended to be scared and sneered: "Oh, you scare me, a smash that even kills his own subordinates, it's really a wolf's heart!"
Sun Wukong glanced at the corpse with a pockmarked face, raised his spear, pointed directly at Yang Zhan, and sneered: "You have a lot of nonsense, in the face of such a wolf-hearted turtle grandson, you can only fight!"
"You're looking for death!"
Yang Zhan shouted angrily, waved the sword in his hand, and his body exploded towards Sun Wukong, revealing his cultivation in the middle stage of the Ninefold Gathering Spirit.
"Grandson Turtle, your opponent is me!" Yue Shan shouted, his figure crossed Sun Wukong to meet Yang Zhan, and the ink ruler in his hand slammed down.
'When'
The two of them retreated at the touch of a button, and Yue Shan took advantage of the weapon, and seemed to have the upper hand.
"Ahh
His speed was very fast, the long sword in his hand was like the wind, sprinkling pieces of sword rain, and he actually took advantage of the advantage of speed to take the lead, so that Yue Shan could only blindly resist and retreat.
Seeing this, Sun Wukong turned his head to the rest of the people, and his murderous aura suddenly exploded.
The cultivation of this group of people is above the sevenfold level, and below the early stage of the ninefold, the eightfold is the majority.
He was illusory, wielding a spear that would be flicked aside if anyone could use their weapon.
After fighting with several different early and even mid-stage battles in the past few days, Sun Wukong's combat power has improved a lot compared to before. Under the middle of the Ninefold Realm, there is almost no one to compete with.
The spirit monkey's ever-changing body makes its body shape like a fantasy, and no one can keep up, so he can only blindly parry.
Tang Xiaoxiao and Wo Huairen looked a little struggling, Sun Wukong's entire battle circle, seeing that which of the two was in danger, he approached to help!
"Die!"
Sun Wukong's body swooped and appeared behind Tang Xiaoxiao, and the spear in his hand pierced the eyebrows of a person.
Tang Xiaoxiao broke out in a cold sweat and glanced at Sun Wukong gratefully.
On the other side, Yue Shan was still suppressed by the extremely fast Yang Zhan and had no chance to fight back, and Yang Zhan's sword fell on his thick ink ruler again and again, resounding with a sonorous sound.
With each blow, Yue Shan was shocked back a little distance, and his face turned red from aggrieved.
Seeing this, Sun Wukong's body shot towards him violently, and the spear in his hand burst out in the moonlight with a magnificent stab towards Yang Zhan.
Yang Zhan's eyes froze, and with a slash of the sword in his hand, he shook Sun Wukong's spear.
And Yue Shan also breathed a sigh of relief because of this, and the ink ruler in his hand suddenly waved, smashing towards Yang Zhan.
The momentum coming from the ink ruler was terrifying, and Yang Zhan could only dodge, unable to parry.
Yue Shan is loyal by nature, and he hates this kind of unrighteous person the most, coupled with the grievances in his heart before, under the momentum of the ink ruler, the offensive does not stop for a moment, and the anti-oppression can only blindly dodge, and he does not dare to collide with the ink ruler.
Seeing this, Sun Wukong turned around and rushed to the battle circle.
His blow didn't use all his strength, it was just aimed at disrupting Yang Zhan's offensive.
"Ahh
With a scream, another person died under Sun Wukong's spear.
The spear is bloodthirsty, and it kills the unrighteous.
Sun Wukong, who has always been belligerent, will never be soft.
Wo Huairen faced several people alone, and among the several people, two of them were cultivators in the early stage of the Ninth Fold. On the ground, there were already three people lying down.
"Die!"
Wo Huairen let out a long roar, fighting the danger of being hit in the back by a person's palm, and smashed the long stick into a nine-fold early stage person on the opposite side.
"Ahh
The man screamed and his head was smashed. And Wo Huairen was also hit by the palm of another person, his body retreated, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.
Several other people seized the opportunity and rushed over, and the weapons in their hands bloomed in the moonlight, stabbing Wo Huairen unable to look directly.
"Break the two worlds of Tiangang, open the world and fight ghosts and gods!"
Sun Wukong drank coldly in his mouth, and his speed was exerted to the extreme, and he pounced in front of Wo Huairen. The figure circled around Wo Huairen, and the spear in his hand bloomed with an extreme magnificent white practice, transforming into a large shadow of a gun, smashing down everyone.
These two moves, but the beginning of the Earth Evil Stick Method, the power that erupted at this moment was amazing, as if it was cutting through heaven and earth.
'Dangdang Dang'
"Ahh
"Puff puff"
All the seven people who met up withstood this wave of attack at the same time.
They were all defeated and retreated, and four of them were directly smashed into several pieces by the shadow of the gun, and they died so much that they could not die again. Several others were also severely traumatized.
Everyone looked at Sun Wukong in fear and didn't dare to approach again.
Wo Huairen, who had eased up, was also startled by the consequences of Sun Wukong's shot, and after scolding the pervert, he rushed into the battle circle again.
The cultivation of several people who besieged Tang Xiaoxiao on the side was relatively low, but there was no mortal danger, and even a few people had already died in her hands.
Yang Zhan, who had been being oppressed by Yue Mountain, glanced at the battle circle, and couldn't help frowning, feeling retreated.
The combat effectiveness of these people is really terrifying, Yue Shan's cultivation combat effectiveness is not below him, and Wo Huairen is also much stronger than the ordinary Gathering Spirit Nine Stages Early Stage. Sun Wukong's combat effectiveness cannot be determined by cultivation, and he has no confidence to fight again.
He knew that there were three people here, and he was destined to not be able to kill Tang Xiaoxiao tonight, and if he did it reluctantly, it would endanger his own life!
This thought arose, and it could no longer be suppressed.
Just as he was about to give the order to retreat, another voice came.
"I didn't expect them to be here, I really had nowhere to find them in my iron shoes, and it didn't take much effort to get them!"
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