"If you have the ability, do you bully me and your sage?"

Yang Zhen laughed loudly, and a terrifying Daoyun burst out with a bang, directly squeezing the young man's Daoyun away.

That's right, it was squeezed away, not left at all!

"No, this is impossible!"

The young man's face changed wildly, and he roared angrily, urging Dao Yun wildly.

The even more terrifying young man Daoyun has seen it, but there is Daoyun that is squeezed away?

Not to mention the monks of the Astronomy Period, even if the half-step Great Saint releases his Taoist glory, they are just fighting against each other. There is only a situation where there is someone who suppresses whom, and there are those who are directly squeezed away?

At this moment, the young man even had a little doubt whether he had practiced a false Taoist meaning.

Rumble!

The violent waves in the air were surging upside down, and the endless thunder surging, like a purgatory on earth.

But the expression on Yang Zhen's face became brighter and brighter, looking like the silly son of the neighbor's next door. The humans and animals were so harmless that it made people think that Yang Zhen could bully anyone.

But the facts were completely opposite. After the young man was squeezed out, he sprayed out a mouthful of blood, and the young woman's face became extremely ugly.

"Come on, if you don't come, you will have no chance."

Yang Zhen stood in the center of Shangyuan Palace and waved to the two of them. The group of people behind him were shocked.

Liu Ruoning covered her mouth tightly, her face full of incredible expressions.

When Liu Ruoning and others heard that Yang Zhen had cultivated to the first level of the Age of the Age, he felt incredible.

Now seeing Yang Zhen alone against the powerful men in the eighth level of the two major celestial phenomena periods, and he looked at each other with shock.

A strong man from the first level of the celestial phenomena period can't lift his head?

Not to mention hearing this, it feels unreal even if you see it with your own eyes.

"It seems that Yang Zhen said that he killed two and a half-step great saint strongman, and maybe it's true." Lu Chenghui murmured to himself, the more he looked at Yang Zhen, the more he liked it.

Zhenren Changyue's face was full of love, and she said three good words in succession, but she couldn't say a word. Looking at the two disciples Yang Zhen and Liu Ruoning, her face was full of pride.

It is enough to have such a proud attitude to be able to cultivate such two excellent disciples in your life.

"Yang Zhen, it is rumored that you slashed the third level of heavenly wrath with one sword. It seems that this matter is not false, but I want to see if you have the ability to keep us both!"

The young woman screamed, and the long sword in her hand suddenly turned into countless petals. As the sky flew, a series of terrifying Taoist aggregates formed, rushing towards Yang Zhen, covering the sky and the sun.

"Die for me!"

The young man also exploded, and the long sword in his hand seemed like a long dragon. With the roar of dragons and tigers, a wave of surging air surged and stormed. While rushing towards Yang Zhen, his whole person suddenly came to oppress Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen laughed loudly, and suddenly there was a thin long sword in his hand. He suddenly threw an extremely burnt sword flower and shouted angrily: "Ten thousand swords return to the sect!"

Buzz!

A sound of golden swords clashing came. Not only did countless long swords appear in the air, but countless Yang Zhens also appeared, all of whom were holding long swords and playing with fancy sword fancy, rushing towards the two of them.

"not good!"

The young woman was shocked, with a terrifying expression on her face, and she screamed: "How could the Quechen Holy Sword, the Quechen Holy Sword be in your hands?"

Hearing the name of Quechen Holy Sword, the young man's face suddenly turned pale, he shouted angrily, and said, "Yang Zhen, you are looking for death, Quechen Holy Sword is the holy sword of my Great You Dynasty. It has been in the hands of the half-step Great Sage, how could it be in your hands?"

Countless Yang Zhens had bright smiles on her faces, and she blinked at the two of them, saying, "Are you guessing?"

"You!" The young woman showed a crazy look on her face, staring at Yang Zhen coldly, and said in a deep voice: "Junior brother, Yang Zhen has too many uncertainties, we use the Quechen Zhentian Sword to take his life."

"Qichen Zhentian Sword?" A look of horror flashed across the young man's face, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, but I can't fully grasp the Quichen Zhentian Sword. Please help me with Senior Sister Fang!"

The young man looked at the Quechen Holy Sword in Yang Zhen's hand, and his eyes showed a strong look of greed!

boom--!

A sound that shook the world came, and a stream of blood suddenly burst out from the young man's body, and a layer of tyrannical aura was dyed on the sword light in the air.

Sure enough, the young man spread it, his face pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, as if his body had been hollowed out, his face was ferocious, and he rushed towards Yang Zhen.

"Junior brother, senior sister help you!"

A light shout came, and the young woman jumped up, but suddenly turned around in the air and rushed out of the Shangyuan Hall.

"Fang Xialan, you liar..."

The young man was already backfired by the Quechen Zhentian Sword. Now he did not get Fang Xialan's assistance, and he didn't even run to Yang Zhen. He fell to the ground with a thud. A mouthful of blood spurted out. He stared at Fang Xialan, who had long disappeared, and shouted sternly: "Fang Xialan, you bastard, I will never let you go even if I die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man suddenly slapped his head with a bang and died suddenly.

Before his death, the young man grinned his bloody mouth and said to Yang Zhen: "It's a pity, what a pity,? In the end, I still couldn't... die in your hands."

Damn, it's time, this bastard is still so arrogant.

Yang Zhen sighed, came to the young man, squatted beside the young man and said, "Actually, I didn't think about killing you!"

"Puff puff puff..."

The young man's eyes almost protruded, spitting blood in a series of ways, pointed at Yang Zhen tremblingly, and landed on the ground with a snap, even his soul was so angry.

The bastard walked up to Yang Zhen with a big gaze, and said, "Damn, these two bastards have bullied your fellow disciples like this, don't you plan to kill him?"

Yang Zhen glared at the eyes and said, "This slut is fooling two fools. You believe in a ghost. Those who dare to bully me will not even think of leaving Baiyun Mountain alive."

"Yang Zhen... are you okay?"

Liu Ruo Ning stood behind Yang Zhen with a complicated expression, looking at Yang Zhen, wanting to speak but stopping, but his eyes kept floating towards Han Yan'er, and he suddenly looked a little ashamed, and his eyes also dimmed.

Yang Zhen laughed, hugged Liu Ruoning with it, and said, "Okay, it's great, senior sister, I'm back."

As he said that, Yang Zhen turned around and came to Lu Chenghui and Changyue Zhenren, and said, "Sect Master, Master, I'm late to come back."

Lu Cheng laughed loudly, Lao Huai was relieved, patted Yang Zhen's shoulder and said, "Good boy, it's not too late, by the way, why did you suddenly come here?"

Yang Zhen shrugged and said, "It's hard to describe it. Let's talk about Baiyun Mountain first. Why did the Dayou Dynasty come to the door?"

Zhenren Changyue snorted, gave Yang Zhen a blank look, and said, "It's not the trouble you have caused. The Great You Dynasty is now the largest force in the Youzhou Continent. Old man said that even the other continents did not have strong men like the Great Sage, who appeared. Why did you offend them?"

Yang Zhen curled his lips and said, "It's not that I want to offend them, it's that they insist on me offending them."

Lu Chenghui and Changyue Zhenren looked at each other and smiled bitterly, sighed and said, "It's already like this now, what should we do in the future?"

Yang Zhen smiled and said, "I think the senior sister is right. Although we are not in conflict with the world, we can't bully it casually. If they want to get the inheritance of the Jiulong Coffin, then we will steal theirs and go far away."

"Go away?"

Lu Chenghui frowned and said, "Yang Zhen, although Shangyuan Sect is small, it is a sect passed down from the ancestors and sects. Please let me..."

Hearing this, Yang Zhen was happy and said, "Old Sect Master, Shangyuan Sect is not the only territory."

"What...what means?"
Chapter completed!