Mo Changkong was stunned for a moment when he saw Zhang Yan facing him alone, and then a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Shake the Wheel!"

A huge inky black treasure wheel suddenly appeared from Mo Changkong's hand, turned into a small mountain, and smashed towards Zhang Yan with a bang.

"Hey, isn't this the Ancient Treasure Wheel that Mo Changkong got in the Sixth Mountain in the last Holy Tower Trial?"

Not far away, Tian Moxiao gasped and exclaimed.

"This Mo Changkong, his talent is not weaker than Brother Meng's! Little brother can remember this heaven-shaking wheel, at the beginning, you were all fighting for life and death, and finally Mo Changkong got it by luck, and now looking at it, it seems that he has been sacrificed to a seven, seven, eighty, eight, eight

Gu Hansheng waved the folding fan in his hand, glanced at Menghuaqian, and then sighed.

In public, Gu Hansheng's cultivation can be regarded as the lowest, but it is only in the middle stage of foundation building, which is much worse than that Dongfang Qing'er.

It's just that his strength is something that few people don't dare to underestimate.

But when they heard this, several people shook their heads slightly.

Menghua glanced at Gu Hansheng strangely, and then shook her head, her gaze fell back on the Heaven Shaking Wheel that Mo Changkong sacrificed, and her face was ugly.

For this ancient treasure-level sky-shaking wheel, Menghuaqian was also extremely hot, but when he was grabbed by Mo Changkong, he couldn't do anything.

Originally, Mo Changkong had been cultivating for a few years longer than him, and now with this Heaven-Shaking Wheel, he also felt the pressure, not to mention defeating the other party, it would be good if he could not be suppressed.

The situation is more complicated than expected!

"Ancient Treasure!"

In the face of the power of the Heaven Shaking Wheel, Zhang Yan naturally saw that something was wrong, and only the treasures left by the ancient monks could allow the Jindan period to be cultivated for the following uses, and exert such power.

However, in the face of the powerful power of the heaven-shaking wheel, Zhang Yan was fearless.

The Bone Forging Skill and the Dragon Transformation Technique worked at the same time, and then the Dao Infant in his body swirled up, and the brilliant runes of the Dao, like a misty divine light, appeared in his palm, and the Void Yuan of his body, turned into the power of the Void Yuan of Dao Silence, burst out of the ancient umbrella around him and in his hand.

Zhang Yan jumped lightly, picked up the ancient umbrella in his hand, and bombarded away against the huge treasure wheel.

Bang bang......

The incomparably dense attacks and collisions roared like a storm.

The huge treasure wheel, the broken umbrella that was directly picked up by the young man, shook back and retreated.

Every time there was a roar and a tremor from the Heaven Shaking Wheel, Mo Changkong's face turned white.

And after the treasure wheel was shaken open five times, Mo Changkong could no longer hold back the violent shock in his heart, and directly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

At this moment, Mo Changkong's expression changed drastically, and there was a trace of fear and incredulity in his eyes.

"What the hell is that broken umbrella? How can this person's strength be so terrifying!"

Not only Mo Changkong, but the other people on the side were also a little dumbfounded.

Shaking the Heavenly Wheel, that is the magic weapon left by the ancient monks, the power is no different from the magic weapon used by the Jindan monks.

But in the face of the broken umbrella in the young man's hand, he was defeated and retreated.

The clouds that came with Mo Changkong for a hundred miles, the indifferent look on his face rarely disappeared, and his expression became quite solemn.

Moreover, the breath that erupted from the treasure wheel made him feel inexplicable palpitations.

The man in black who was watching the play on the side, his two eyes couldn't help but flash a hint of different color at this time, and then his brows furrowed, as if he was thinking.

"Look for death!"

Being forced back like this by a nameless boy, Mo Changkong's face was already unbearable, he was annoyed and angry, he shouted, and with a pinch of one hand, a black sword swept into the sky, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a few zhang Changhong, facing Zhang Yan, and slashed down in the air.

"Slash!"

Feeling the dangerous breath coming from above, Zhang Yan did not mess up at all, with a wave of his left hand, the light cloud sneered out, and a sweep was wrapped around the black sword, and then the flying sword in his hand was hidden, and then a click came, and the black sword was broken in response.

"This light cloud silk must be refined from materials above the Heaven Rank, otherwise how could it be so sharp!"

The light cloud silk easily wrapped around the opponent's flying sword, and Zhang Yan couldn't help but secretly praise again.

At this time, Mo Changkong's flying sword was cut off, and the faces of those present suddenly changed greatly.

"What!"

Luo Feng, who had released the five demons from Zhang Yan before, was also shocked when he saw this scene.

It's just that at this moment, he can't separate himself at all, the five demons in front of him, the degree of difficulty, is far from what he expected, a little distracted, and suddenly he is in danger.

The five demons, each of which is comparable to the existence of a fake Dan stage monk, if it weren't for Luo Feng's strength, he would have been unable to hold on to it for a long time.

As for Zhang Yan's strength, these people finally faced it squarely.

Moreover, Menghua Qian, Feng Ziying, and the young man surnamed Lu who knew that Zhang Yan was a disciple of the Thousand Spirits Sect all knew that the former's means had not yet been exhausted!

"This son can't stay!"

Feng Ziying couldn't sit still at the moment, and as soon as his body moved, he had already swept behind Zhang Yan, and the majestic green wind appeared from between a green long stick he sacrificed, and the overlapping stick shadows turned into layers of waves, falling all over the sky.

Feng Ziying's attack power also made Meng Huaqian and the others look solemn.

I haven't done it before, and everyone present doesn't know the depth of this wind, but now it seems that those who can be famous in the younger generation will not be soft persimmons, and their strength is not covered.

Zhang Yan also couldn't imagine that at this juncture, Feng Ziying would join the battle circle.

However, thinking that the opponent's junior brother was killed by himself before, it is strange that he did not fall into the well.

Moreover, the opponent's attack was not weaker than Luo Feng's, and the layers of stick shadows made him feel a lot of pressure.

In the case of one enemy and two, let alone killing Mo Changkong, it is not bad to be able to guarantee undefeated.

Feeling the fierce layers of attacks behind him, Zhang Yan could only stop the practice of defeating Mo Changkong in one fell swoop, turned around, opened the ancient umbrella, and met those falling stick shadows.

Bang bang......

A violent loud noise spread, and Zhang Yan took advantage of the situation to dodge and retreated.

However, at this moment, Zhang Yan only felt full of blood and tumbling.

The strength of this wind shadow hand is not only fast, but also extremely strong.

"This broken umbrella must be extraordinary!"

Everyone present also saw the terrible attack of Feng Ziying, but in the end, they couldn't break the broken umbrella, and they couldn't help but look at each other, secretly having such a thought.

"Kill!"

Seeing Feng Ziying join the battle, Mo Changkong's killing intent became even more violent, and he shouted softly, and then sacrificed the Heaven Shaking Wheel and slaughtered it.

And Feng Ziying saw that he had failed to make a contribution under the brazen blow, his face suddenly sank, picked up the green long stick, and followed Mo Changkong to chase after him again.

This time, in the face of the sandwich attack of the two, Zhang Yan suddenly couldn't stand up left and right, and retreated one after another.

However, in the face of the attack of the two, Zhang Yan was able to protect himself and still have the ability to do it.

"Wind City, the Shangguan family's extermination was done by your Mo family, right?"

Zhang Yan had a gloomy face, looked at Mo Changkong, and said coldly.

"What? Do you want to stand up for the little family that has been destroyed? Today, let's think about your own safety first, even if you can get out of the Holy Tower safely, don't try to escape the pursuit of my Mo family!"

Mo Changkong's face was full of anger, killing intent was like a tide, and he said coldly.

"Very good, not only you, but your Mo family, Zhang will not let go!"

Saying that, at this moment, Zhang Yan had already pressed his hand on the storage bag, ready to sacrifice the ghost spirit bead, and wanted to kill Mo Changkong under the joint efforts of the two, but he could only make a surprise move.