"You...... You're scolding me?"

A look of disbelief flashed on the face of the Shaking Light Holy Son, and he looked at Yang Zhen with a shocked expression, obviously not expecting Yang Zhen to dare to scold.

Diao Wutian's beard was even more angry, and he looked like a fairy wind bone, and now he looked like a bison who saw a red cloth.

Yang Zhen didn't pay attention to Diao Wutian and the Shaking Light Holy Son, turned to Mei Wuhua and said, "Senior Mei, Xiaogu Liang can't be frightened, her safety will be entrusted to you." ”

Hearing Yang Zhen's words, a strange look flashed on Mei Wuhua's face, she glanced at Yang Zhen deeply, nodded with a smile and said, "Boy, the old man likes you a little, I hope you can survive." ”

Survive?

What are you kidding, in the face of the five great sages, Yang Zhen cut down the Shaking Light Holy Son with a sword, and it was very difficult to survive.

Then again, the Shaking Light Holy Son is one of the most outstanding geniuses in the atrium, and his talent is so strong that he is still above the Qingquan Holy Maiden in the Three Mountains Holy Land.

Such a genius of the Heavenly Vertical and a powerhouse of the Holy Realm would be cut down by Yang Zhen, a kid of the Nine Heavens of the Heavenly Phenomena Period?

In this current situation, there is no need for Diao Wutian and the others to make a move, just by shaking the Holy Son, Yang Zhen can be killed several times casually.

The cheap cat also jumped onto Han Yan'er's shoulder, and shouted by the way: "Boy, when you cut people, by the way, you will also refine the Nine Realms Exquisite Pagoda, the flower girl is right, this Nine Realms Exquisite Pagoda seems to be really useful to you." ”

"I'll give it a try!"

Yang Zhen grinned, under the bewildered gaze of tens of thousands of pairs of eyes, he pointed at the Holy Son of Light, and said with a smile: "Don't you always hope that Bensao Sheng will come to make a big trouble at the treasure appreciation conference, and now Bensao Sheng will be as you wish, draw the next path, you will go up one by one, or together?"

Seeing Yang Zhen's almost arrogant posture, everyone thought that Yang Zhen was crazy.

Just by shaking the light of the Holy Son, I am afraid that he will be able to kill Yang Zhen many times, Yang Zhen even wants to challenge a great sage like Diao Wutian?

"It's over, Yang Zhen is completely crazy!"

In this case, if Yang Zhen can still survive, then God may not be able to see it.

Diao Wutian frowned, and glanced at Yang Zhen deeply, obviously not understanding where Yang Zhen came from with such confidence.

With so many monks present, Diao Wutian, a great sage, was always embarrassed to slap Yang Zhen to death, and when he heard this, he snorted coldly, and said to the Holy Son of Shaking Light: "It's the old time of the Flower Holy Maiden, leave the soul and let it fend for itself." ”

The Holy Son of Shaking Light nodded, smiled at Yang Zhen, and said, "If you can ...... in my hands"

"If you want to fight, fight, where did you get so much nonsense?" Yang Zhen sneered, and between the sweeps of his body, an earth-shattering black light suddenly erupted from the Great Missing Sword, and between the evil shadows and black gluttonies roaring in the sky, a terrifying and violent force blasted towards the Shaking Light Holy Son from top to bottom.

The Holy Son of Shaking Light seemed to be used to learning from people, but he didn't expect Yang Zhen to say that he would fight, and when he reacted, the monstrous black flame had already come to the top of his head.

"Humph!"

In the midst of everyone's exclamation, the Shaking Light Holy Son snorted coldly, and under the clasped hands together, a voice like the singing of heaven and earth came.

Boom ——!

Under the collision of terrifying powers, endless waves of qi surged out in all directions, and Yang Zhen was blown by the violent qi waves, and fell backwards in embarrassment, his eyes almost popping out.

"Shit, this bastard is so hard?"

I wanted to sneak attack with a sword and slash the Shaking Light Holy Son, who wanted to Shake the Light Holy Son to react so quickly, and with just a movement of putting his hands together, he flew Yang Zhenzhen out.

When Yang Zhen stabilized his figure, his face completely changed.

Behind the Shake Light Holy Land, a round of tomorrow shines brightly, as if it is a big Buddha, it looks sacred and inviolable, and it makes people have an urge to bow and worship.

What kind of weird martial arts is this?

A smile appeared on the face of the Holy Son of Shaking Light, looked at Yang Zhen and shook his head and said: "Yang Zhen, this Holy Son has heard countless legends about you, but in the eyes of this Holy Son, these rumors of yours are too exaggerated. ”

Yang Zhen grinned, jumped up, his body burned with a raging golden light, his eyes froze, he put the Great Lack Sword on his shoulder again, and walked towards the Shaking Light Holy Son step by step.

"Your old Diao Mao Master didn't educate you, did the lion fight the rabbit with all his strength?" Yang Zhen laughed, and while standing up, an angry shout resounded through the sky!

"Array!"

Thundered!

The terrifying sound swept in all directions, and the fluctuations that were even more terrifying than the two people's forces just now blew countless Saint Realm powerhouses.

Almost all the Saint Realm powerhouses in mid-air looked at Yang Zhen in disbelief, obviously startled by the terrifying power that Yang Zhen had erupted from.

Diao Wutian frowned, his eyes full of suspicion.

Beside Hua Youyue, Mei Wuhua sighed lightly and said, "Nine-character mantra, I didn't expect that Yang Zhen, this kid, still has a treasure like the nine-character mantra?"

The tranquil smile on Hua Youyue's face gradually disappeared, and she asked slowly, "Elder Mei, between Yang Zhen and the Shaking Light Holy Son, who has a better chance of winning?"

Mei Wuhua shook her head and said with a smile: "If Yang Zhen is nothing more than that, then he is not the opponent of the Shaking Light Holy Son at all, and the Holy Son of Shaking Light can have such a name, and it will definitely not be touted by the Shaking Light Holy Land." ”

Hua Youyue just nodded, and her face suddenly changed.

I don't know when there was a cold and light long sword in the hand of the Shaking Light Holy Son, and when he waved it casually, a sword formation formed in front of him.

At the same time, behind the Shaking Light Holy Son, the light behind the Heavenly Buddha was magnificent, and the golden light was shining brightly, and countless Dao Yi long swords appeared, just like a round of heavenly wheels, exuding bursts of terrifying aura.

Yang Zhen squinted his eyes, clenched the Great Missing Sword with both hands, and roared angrily, and the golden light on his body suddenly condensed into a monstrous giant sword, blasting towards the Shaking Light Saint Son.

"Mou!"

A dull voice came, and above the nine heavens, the sky suddenly became bright.

Endless sword light, as if coming from the nine heavens, transformed into countless people, rushed towards Yang Zhen's giant sword.

Thundered!

The heavens and the earth were shaken, and under the endless waves of qi rolling, everyone subconsciously closed their eyes.

When everyone opened their eyes again, they couldn't see Yang Zhen's shadow anymore.

"On the ground!"

Suddenly, someone exclaimed, and his face was full of horror.

Yang Zhen got up from the ground, but the smile on his face became brighter and brighter.

It's just that this kind of smile can't hide Yang Zhen's hypocrisy, and there is a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.

Yang Zhen is injured!

"Yes, this is the battle!"

Yang Zhen roared angrily, and rushed towards the Shaking Light Holy Son again like a cannonball.

"Damn, Ben Sao Sheng said that this time he should keep a low profile, and he has to work hard!"

"Is the Holy Land of Shaking Light great? Is the Holy Son of Shaking Light great? Is the Great Sage great?"

As Yang Zhen's words landed, endless blood waves suddenly erupted on Yang Zhen's body, and between the sky and the sun, a blood light seemed to cut through the space, rushing towards the Shaking Light Holy Son.

"The light of rice grains!" The Shaking Light Holy Son stretched out his hand and pointed, and countless swords covered the sky.

Yang Zhen laughed, and his clothes were ruined in the roar:

"Ninth Dragon Elephant, open!"

Boom ——!

Two figures fell from mid-air, and Yang Zhen rushed towards the Shaking Light Saint Son who was getting up in embarrassment.

"This ...... What kind of brute force is this?" Diao Wutian's face turned green.

"You look very handsome sarcastically, and the next time you get beaten, you're a little embarrassed!"

Isn't the sword condensed by Dao Yi remarkable?

It's as if Ben Sao Sheng has not entered the Tao!

"You're ......!"

Bang——!

"Stay ......!"

Boom ——!

"Mixed ......!"

Boom ——!

"Wow......!"

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