Chapter 1150: You Don't Look Good!(Second Update)
Seeing the look on Luo Shanyang's face, everyone boiled, this is a game between geniuses.
The young disciples who were able to be brought out by the Heavenly Mountain Holy Lord and the Nine Dragons Holy Venerable seemed to be even above Li Qingfeng and Fu Yao, how could they be general?
"I just don't know what a unique showdown this time will be!"
"Who do you think will win?"
No one knows who will win, because although Luo Shanyang has said some extremely arrogant words, he does have arrogant capital, the first person under the Great Sage, in addition to his master Sword Demon, as well as the Tianshan Holy Lord and the Nine Dragons Holy Venerable, there are only a few Great Sages who can fight with him.
It's just that these great sages are all seniors who have been famous for a long time, and it is difficult to communicate with the sword spirit, so they will definitely not make a move this time.
Naluo Shanyang's opponent is only Yang Zhen in front of him.
In the camp of the Shaking Light Holy Land on the side, the Great Elder and the others had a look of surprise and uncertainty on their faces, but this time the Shaking Light Holy Son finally did something that satisfied them and pulled Luo Shanyang and Yang Zhen together.
"This fellow Daoist, who is Yang Zhen, and why is he so famous?"
A monk who had never heard of Yang Zhen asked the person next to him.
Hearing this, the face of the Shaking Light Holy Son instantly became ugly, and he turned to look back.
It's just that the person who was talking didn't seem to notice the Shaking Light Holy Son, and when he heard the inquiry, he laughed and said: "This Taoist friend doesn't know, Yang is really a slut, as for how cheap it is, what do you think of the Shaking Light Holy Land?"
"This ......" The monk secretly glanced at the Shaking Light Holy Land and said, "Although I am not familiar with the Shaking Light Holy Land, I also know that the Shaking Light Holy Land is a Great Wilderness inheritance, and it should be ...... It's not cheap, is it?"
The monk staggered, his eyes glared and said, "Who asked you if the Shaking Light Holy Land is cheap, whether they are cheap or not, that's their business, I'm asking you, what do you think of the strength of the Shaking Light Holy Land?"
"Hiss!" the man exclaimed in surprise and said, "A holy land that can be compared to the Holy Land of the Tianshan Mountains, of course, its strength is beyond doubt. β
The monk was obviously very satisfied with this answer, and said with a smile: "That's right, then let me ask you again, if someone can use the cultivation of the Celestial Phenomena Period to injure one person in the hands of the three Saint Realm powerhouses in the Shaking Light Holy Land, and snatch the Nine Realms Linglong Pagoda, then what about this person?"
"What? This is impossible!" The man was taken aback and said in shock: "That's the Shaking Light Holy Land, and it's still the Heavenly Phenomena Stage Cultivation to face the three Saint Realm powerhouses, and it's still the Heaven and Earth Supreme Treasure Nine Realms Linglong Pagoda?"
"Laughing?" the man sneered and said, "What is this, I haven't told you about the Tianxuan Holy Maiden, this person is Yang Zhen, not only the Saint Realm powerhouse who was shocked, but even the Great Sage has been beaten, and you are the one who he offended?"
"Gotta ...... Who did you offend?" The surrounding group of people all had shocked looks on their faces, and they looked at Yang Zhen's gaze and became shocked.
Li Qingfeng on the side didn't know when he came to this group of gossip, and he also had a shocked look on his face, looking at Yang Zhen with a bewildered expression.
It turns out that Yang is really so big?
Li Qingfeng swallowed his saliva, and when he turned around, he almost bumped into Fu Yao.
Fu Yao's face was full of strange looks, and between the two of them looking at each other, they all looked at the lazy Yang Zhen.
This time, the two finally understood why the entire mountain knew Yang Zhen.
It's no wonder that people who can do such ridiculous things are not famous.
It's just that...... The news of the Tianshan Holy Land is too closed, especially disciples like Li Qingfeng and Fu Yao, who are seizing all the time to cultivate on weekdays, where would they hear such news?
At this moment, the man suddenly whispered: "This Yang Zhen, you have offended the Great Sage of Feng Li!"
"What?"
Everyone gasped!
"Feng Li Great Sage?" Li Qingfeng swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, turned to Fu Yao and asked, "That blood madman with the same name as Zhou Tong?"
Fu Yao nodded dumbly, looking at Yang Zhen's gaze with a sense of pity.
Li Qingfeng laughed and laughed to the point of madness!
Offended Feng Li Dasheng, Yang Zhen is simply dead!
Who is the Great Sage of Feng Li?
That is an existence with the same name as Zhou Tong, that is, Kowloon, and he does not dare to provoke easily.
Although the Nine Dragons Saint Venerable is a Saint Venerable, there is still a distance from the Supreme Saint Venerable, Zhou Tong and the Blood Maniac are the two supremes.
Li Qingfeng smiled too happily, and the group of people around him looked at each other, not knowing what happy thing Li Qingfeng had in mind.
On the other side, Luo Shanyang was still staring at Yang Zhen with fierce eyes, and suddenly grinned and said, "Among the young generation present today, only you and I and Shaoguang have a ...... to compete."
Yang Zhen stretched out his hand, gently pushed Luo Shanyang away, and said, "You are blocking my way!"
Everyone: "......"
Including Luo Shanyang, everyone looked at Yang Zhen walking past Luo Shanyang in a daze, as if they didn't see Luo Shanyang, and as if they didn't hear Luo Shanyang's words.
Li Qingfeng and Fu Yao were both stunned, and the face of the Shake Light Holy Son flashed with excitement, and muttered to himself: "Come on, slut Yang Zhen, it's really cheap enough, now Luo Shanyang is going to be angry." β
What will happen to Luo Shanyang when he gets angry?
None of the young monks present were willing to try it lightly.
It's scary!
Sure enough, how could Luo Shanyang afford to be ignored like this?
Boom ββ!
An earth-shattering loud bang came, and Luo Shanyang's body suddenly erupted with an earth-shattering wave of qi, and the terrifying third heaven was like a bamboo, rushing straight to the nine heavens.
In the midst of the sword roar, countless sword rays condensed around Luo Shanyang's body, and with the willow heart sword in hand, Luo Shanyang seemed to have mastered the whole world.
"Yang Zhen, you dare to ignore me?"
For so many years, no one had dared to ignore him so much.
Seeing that Luo Shanyang was thunderous, and the breath on his body was all over the sky, everyone's faces became pale, and they were silent, and they didn't dare to come out.
Yang Zhen waved his hand and said, "I'm sorry, I'm here to subdue the sword spirit, not to see you, you...... It's not good-looking!"
"What...... What?" Luo Shanyang staggered, and he didn't stop for a while, almost lying on the ground.
Doesn't look good?
What does this have to do with whether I look good or not?
Do you look good enough to make you look at it twice?
The problem is that Luo Shanyang has triangular eyes, pointed mouth and thin cheeks, and he really doesn't look good.
"Bastard, I'm going to kill you!"
Roarββ!
An earth-shattering roar came, Luo Shanyang rushed towards Yang Zhen with his sword, and in mid-air, endless sword rays formed, like a storm, enveloping Yang Zhen in the blink of an eye.
"The Fourth Heaven, my God, Luo Shanyang's momentum has actually broken through the Fourth Heaven, isn't Yang Zhen dead?"
A burst of exclamations came, and seeing that Luo Shanyang's sword was about to fall on Yang Zhen, Yang Zhen suddenly disappeared.
Boom ββ!
A huge sword shadow fell from the sky and slapped directly on Luo Shanyang's face.
Luo Shanyang fell out thousands of feet with a confused face, fell to the ground and got up with a grunt, touched his swollen face, and looked confused.
"You person, why are you so stubborn, I have already said it, I am here to subdue the sword spirit, not to see you, let alone to beat you. β
Yang Zhen carried the Great Lack Sword on his shoulder, shook his head and sighed: "Alas, why bother!"
"Beep...... Beep your mother, so handsome!" The eyes of countless monks lit up.