"Of course, and... Do you think my black silk armor can only defend? Haha, it is full of poison on me, three hours at the fullest, and one hour at the fastest, you will die, the poison will make your whole body weak and unable to control your vitality. ”

The other party is so unhappy.

"If it weren't for the Black Silk Armor... I had already killed him alive... I'll have to exert more force, or I'll drag it on... The royal family's support is coming..."

Gasp.

"Nine-Way Star Picker..."

Unexpectedly....

Yang Zhen is like a strong man, he stretched out his arms, and made countless handprints, unpredictable, the power of his whole body seemed to pour into his arms, and the strength turned into countless handprints flickering, and the hall began to crumble, and countless cold air seemed to move with Yang Zhen.

"You, you, you..."

All this is obviously beyond Wang Pu's understanding: "You are actually the second metamorphosis of the Yuan Realm, it is impossible, you clearly need to transform your cultivation and you can't store your vitality, why can you break through the two mystical changes from one metamorphosis?"

"I am indeed a second Xuan cultivator, Wang Pu, my life is going to be decided today!"

"You have no return, Yang Zhen, impulse is the devil, your brain is flexible, and you have the ability, but it's a pity that you are too young, God doesn't give you time to be strong, grow up a big man, if the Yang family is in your hands, it will surpass my Wang family, accept your fate, after you die, your Yang family will also become an inch of grass and die..."

Hastily.

Wang Pu didn't know where to go, and grabbed a sword as thin as a cicada's wings.

After finishing speaking, with a grin, it was like a starlight attacking, and the sword shot towards Yang Zhen's chest.

"I hit with all my might... How powerful is it?"

The arms were spread out again, and the green tendons were almost twisted into twists.

The blade of the sword, like an arrow, coupled with the black silk armor to protect himself, made Wang Pu unscrupulous like a fierce beast rampage.

Yang Zhen urged the thirty-six qi veins around the dantian at this moment, and through luck, the vitality of the human hidden world poured into the whole body from the thirty-six qi veins.

And through the infinite star picking hands, they are all turned into qigong, and they are melted into mudras, as if they are blocked in both arms.

Looking at Wang Pu who was killed, with a sharp sword edge and strong armor, Yang Zhen actually did not retreat: "I have cultivated my physical body since I was a child, and I have become a martial arts grandmaster, and my meridians are far thicker than ordinary people, especially the sudden change of the wordless heavenly book, which actually opened up one hundred and eight qi veins around my divine treasure, making my cultivation speed far beyond that of ordinary people, and allowing people to hide and store a large amount of vitality..."

"Whew~"

The blade of the sword struck within a zhang.

The next second... Jian Feng estimated that he would be able to split Yang Zhen's head.

It's not defense, dodge, Yang Zhen's eyes are like torches, feeling that all the cold air is sucked into his pupils, when the sword blade is less than three feet away from him, like a dragon soaring, stepping out, his hands are like willow branches moving in the wind, gracefully and wonderfully crossing the sword edge with his steps.

I saw countless cold qi with Gang Jin, such as Yang Zhen had infinite suction power on his body, and the Gang Jin and momentum crossed the sword edge with both hands, like a flood and a waterfall fierce and domineering, shaking away the sword.

In the blink of an eye, there was a boom, and the strength, coldness, and handprints followed Yang Zhen's bloody hands and hit Wang Pu who was wearing black silk armor.

At this moment, Wang Pu was shocked and flew away, and Yang Zhen also moved.

Wang Pu watched Gang Jin continue to bombard himself, and he was stunned with disdain: "What a fast body, such an amazing control ability... It's a pity, boy, my black silk armor is not a magic weapon, but it is also close to the existence of a magic weapon, it is impossible for the Huayuan Realm to break it, you can't hurt me, but it will speed up the poison to attack the heart and spleen, haha. ”

"Really?" On the contrary, Yang Zhen couldn't see the slightest expression, like a killer.

"Boom..."

Unexpectedly, Wang Pu, who had a black silk armor to protect his body, first shivered, and then from the body protected by the black silk armor, there was an explosion.

In an instant, this explosion continued to impact and extend, Wang Pu's eyes were like walnuts, and then his body was like a blood collapse, and in an instant, it was like a human blood cell broke open and turned into a large amount of flesh.

Only one piece of black silk armor remained, floating in the air.

A dignified patriarch turned into a room full of minced meat.

Boom, boom, boom.

The momentum of this human explosion also spread to the entire hall, the tiles fell, the beams were torn, Yang Zhen hurriedly grabbed the black silk armor and flashed out like a meteor, and then floated on the snow and turned to look at the collapsed house.

"Blow up Wang Pu with one punch, it seems that even the three Xuan changes of Huayuan or even the four Xuan changes are not my opponents, there is only one Wang Lindong left in the Wang family, and it is estimated that he is busy with penance and preparing to participate in the ten-year sect meeting of the Wuji Sect, how can he have time to go down the mountain to deal with my Yang family?"

The crisis he brought to the family, at this moment, with Wang Pu's death, the house collapsed and turned into dust, and everything became a thing of the past.

"Not good. ”

The collapse caused a big commotion, and there was movement from the blizzard in the periphery, and it seemed that the master of the Wang family was killed.

Yang Zhen licked his lips, unhurriedly crossed the high wall, and disappeared into the snowy night.

An hour later, Yang Zhen returned to Wanxia Mountain Town silently.

At this time, it was the second half of the night, and except for a few guards in the mansion, the rest of the people had already fallen asleep.

Yang Zhen sneaked back to the room quietly, closed the window, and hurriedly came to the bed and sat down, luck poured into his arms again, and the bloody palm gradually oozing out the smell of black blood like sweat and blood.

"Killing Wang Pu is just consuming some vitality, the spirit is still good, even killing ten more Wang Pu is not a problem... Black Silk Armor..."

The luck continued to force the poison, and a thin black silk armor attracted Yang Zhen.

This is the treasure hidden by Wang Puxue, the life-saving thing, but the black silk armor is just to prevent Yang Zhen from performing the Wuji Star Picking Hand Qigong.

But the destructive power and impact brought by the surging vitality penetrated the black silk armor, like a bull crashing into Wang Pu's body, and finally made a master of the Yuan Realm turn into minced meat.

"Although the black silk armor is not a magic weapon, it also has the power of protection, and at present, for me, it is a supreme treasure..."

Put away the black silk armor, while absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, while using the power to force the poison out of both palms.

After two days of luck and poison, only some subtle red spots could be seen in his palms, and Yang Zhen regained his spirit, like a tiger after a big meal.

It was the night, although the state recovered well, but also hungry and hungry, let the next person bring food, and only then did I learn that tomorrow was the appointment with the Wang family, and at this moment the mother and the family high-level were gathering at the shrine.

"The family has not yet received news of Wang Pu's death... The dignified patriarch was killed, can the Wang family still have time to come to Wanxia Mountain to trouble my Yang family? Tomorrow the Wang family will not come..."

After the meal was full, he soon came to the shrine.

Outside the shrine, there are hundreds of elites of the Yang family, all of whom are martial artists, and a few of them have even reached the realm of 'grandmaster', they are like swords that will be unsheathed and kill at any time.

Monks mainly refine qi and body, and some people can't get through the thirty-six meridians around the dantian people's hide, so they can't refine qi, so they can only refine their bodies.

The refining body has reached the extreme, and the strength, speed, and reaction have surpassed ordinary martial artists, and once they become grandmasters, they can also break through thousands of catties, and their divine power is amazing.

Some grandmasters can even achieve 'controlling the sky', they can cross the long river in vain, and their lifespan can exceed a hundred years.

If Yang Zhen can't refine his qi in the end, can't solve the problem of transforming his power, and can't refine his qi in the end, he can only find a way to cultivate his body hard and become a grandmaster.