Zhang Lingzhi is the third elder of Taixuan Sect. His cultivation is six-lock golden elixir, but he is much more powerful than Lin Shanhu and Wu Zhongyou. Moreover, his weapon is a folding fan, and that folding fan is actually a fifth-grade spiritual treasure.

The complete cultivation of the Six Lock Golden Pill, plus the fifth-grade spiritual treasure, is not the same as the attacks of Lin Shanhu and others.

In front of him, Han Yang's perception ability of his huge soul power finally seemed a little stretched. Several times, he did not avoid Zhang Lingzhi's attack and left several blood holes on his body.

Although the blood hole healed quickly, it also made him understand the power of the Six Lock Golden Pill.

Moreover, in order to avoid Lin Shanhu's Taiyi Sword Technique, his soul power has been consumed a lot. Although he has taken out some magic cores to supplement it, in such a short time, he has only recovered 50% or 50% of his soul power. He has not been able to use the immobilization technique or illusion space at all.

After several attacks, Zhang Lingzhi suddenly stopped, and looked at Han Yang with a smile of surprise on his lips and said, "Tsk tsk, it's worthy of being a jade bone, it's just amazing!"

To be honest, he was very surprised. He claimed that even in the Six Lock Golden Pill, his strength was one of the best. Even if the practitioners of Six Lock Golden Pill endured his attack, he would probably feel very uncomfortable. When his folding fan spiritual treasure stabbed into the human body, there was a special force on it, which would invade the meridians of the human body, destroy the meridians of the human body, and make the other party feel extremely uncomfortable.

But on the other hand, Han Yang, after being attacked by him so much, seemed a little embarrassed and did not suffer any substantial damage.

At this moment, to be honest, even he couldn't help but feel greedy. If he could obtain this jade bone... Of course, this greed was soon suppressed by him. He knew that with the ability of the sect leader, what he did was to seek death.

He stared at Han Yang with a sneer on his lips and said lightly: "Boy, I advise you to surrender obediently and suffer less flesh and blood. What do you think?"

Han Yang stood twenty meters in front of him, his face extremely ugly, his expression was extremely gloomy, and deep in his eyes, he had a strong murderous intent and did not speak.

Behind him, Wen Renxuan, Wen Renzhao, Chi Yu and Fatty, all frowned and looked extremely ugly. The fat man even stood up, stared at Zhang Lingzhi with anger, and said coldly: "Hey, old man, don't bully people too much!"

As he said that, he turned his head and said solemnly to Han Yang: "Boss, don't worry, I will live, die and advance and retreat with you. They want to kill you and step over my body!"

After hearing this, Han Yang looked at him with a complicated expression. For a moment, he felt very uncomfortable.

It was at this moment that Wen Renxuan and Chi Yu also stood up. They looked at Han Yang and said in a deep voice: "Forget me!"

"You..." Han Yang looked at them, his face becoming more complicated.

Wen Renzhao just glanced at Han Yang, said nothing, and stood up, his face still cold.

Seeing this, Han Yang felt a warm current flowing through his heart, but he said with a cold face: "Don't worry about me, this is my own business and it has nothing to do with you!"

The opponents are too strong, and they come up and die in vain.

"Boss, we are not afraid of death..." The fat man said in a deep voice.

But Han Yang had a calm face and said coldly: "Get back, if you think I am a brother!"

"Han Yang..." Chi Yu and Wen Renxuan's expressions also changed.

"I asked you to retreat, didn't you hear?"

Han Yang almost roared.

The fat man looked at Han Yang, his eyes couldn't help but become wet. Finally, he nodded and said in a deep voice, "Boss, if you die, I won't live alone!"

After saying that, he stepped aside, and Wen Renxuan and Chi Yu also retreated. For a moment, Wen Renzhao was left alone, standing next to Han Yang.

Han Yang looked at her and said expressionlessly: "You should step down too! This matter has nothing to do with you!"

Wen Renzhao glanced at him, snorted disdainfully, and then said lightly: "Don't be self-indulgent. Who said I want to care about your business? I like to stand here, can't you?"

Han Yang was a little stunned for a moment. He had never understood the woman's thoughts before. Well, if she was willing to stand here, just stand here.

Thinking of it, his eyes looked at Zhang Lingzhi opposite him, and Zhang Lingzhi laughed at this moment, "Oh, it's really touching! But unfortunately, today, you kid is dead! I have to say that your jade bones have a resilience, but I was wondering, if I take off your head, will this jade bone still make you grow a head again?"

As he said that, a strong look of ridicule appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Han Yang's pupils shrank slightly at this moment, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. He looked at him and said coldly: "Old thief, even if you let the horse go, even if you die, you will never make you feel better!"

Zhang Lingzhi snorted disdainfully and said lightly: "Oh, is that right?

Since that's the case, I'm not polite. Next, I'll let you experience my true abilities!"

As he said that, the corners of his mouth slowly raised, and a cold curve appeared.

The next moment, he roared lowly, and suddenly, the cultivation in his body erupted like a volcano. At that moment, the entire ground trembled violently for a few times. Then, his figure suddenly rose into the air. His folding fan spiritual treasure was also flashing with white light, shining brightly, and looked very magical.

The cultivation in his body was running rapidly in a strange way.

At this moment, Han Yang suddenly felt an extremely huge sense of crisis. He stared at Zhang Lingzhi in front of him, his throat couldn't help but move, and there was a look of vigilance in his eyes.

But the others who were watching from afar were shocked at this moment, including the Sword Sect, the Taoist Sect, and the six elders of the Tianfu.

Mo Qing, the elder of the Tianfu, had a drastic face, and couldn't help but scream, "No, Zhang Lingzhi is going to use his ultimate move. Han Yang will definitely die now!"

The elders next to him also changed their faces at the same time.

At this moment, Zhang Lingzhi, who was in the air, suddenly had a strange curve on the corner of his mouth. Then, he opened his mouth and slowly spit out two words: "Shadow, kill!"

After these two words were spoken out, his figure instantly turned into twelve ways.
Chapter completed!