Chapter 1074 Desperate Men Are the Most Handsome!

Desperate men are the most handsome, there is no doubt about it.

Seeing Yang Zhen facing Zixiao Immortal Palace with one sword and one sword for Hua Youyue, everyone was shocked by this scene.

Especially among the many women present, there were no Taoist companions whose eyes were shining brightly, and those who had Taoist companions cast their resentful gazes over, and some male monks who saw them were instantly ashamed.

"What do you know, Yang Zhen's behavior is the work of a reckless man. He knows that he will die if he goes up, but he still wants to die. Isn't this self-inflicted?"

"Yes... yes, Yang Zhen is dead this time, maybe even the flower saint can't be saved."

"You can only say such things. At this moment, Yang Zhen is a real man!"

Unknowingly, Yang Zhen became a man in the eyes of many women present.

"Mo...inexplicable!"

A group of men were envious and jealous, wishing they could rush up and arrest Yang Zhen and beat him up.

At this time, Yang Zhen turned around suddenly, and grinned at the people on the ruins of Mount Wuting: "Isn't he handsome?"

Wow!

Most of the women present jumped up with joy.

snort!

Countless men snorted coldly, wishing that a thunderbolt would immediately fall from Zixiao Tiangong to kill that bastard Yang Zhen.

What a handsome fart, when Zixiao Immortal Palace erupts, it won't be so handsome.

Perhaps it was because God heard the pious prayers of countless men, Zixiao Immortal Palace suddenly became brighter, and countless purple thunders rushed towards Yang Zhenkuang.

Zixiao Tiangong is in the vortex of thunder all over the sky, and countless purple thunderbolts in the whole vortex come madly, pouring directly on Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen, who was still playing handsome one second, was slashed the next moment, his outside was scorched and his inside was tender, and his nose and tears almost flowed out.

Booming, earth-shattering loud noises erupted all over Yang Zhen's body, and thunderbolts fell on Yang Zhen's body. Even though Yang Zhen's dragon-elephant-shaking prison body had already been completed, he was still chopped down step by step.

Seeing this scene, Yuan Tianyu heaved a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "The situation is settled, Yang Zhen is dead, Zixiao Immortal Palace, after you and I go up, I am afraid that we will be seriously injured, the punishment of heaven and earth is The purest power cannot be countered by some tricky power."

Elder Wang also had a dignified expression on his face. Hearing this, he nodded and said, "As expected of Zixiao Immortal Palace, the power is so huge."

"No matter how many tricks Yang Zhen has, it's just a farce. The Reincarnation Clock will still fall into your hands in the end, but I don't know if the Reincarnation Clock will be more difficult to refine after Zixiao Immortal Palace."

Elder Wang laughed and said: "From ancient times to the present, has the most precious treasure of heaven and earth like the reincarnation clock been easily refined?"

Yuan Tianyu chuckled, nodded and said: "Yes, when the clock of reincarnation appears, it will inevitably be destroyed. This Yang Zhen is just the first one."

Having said that, Yuan Tianyu set his sights on Yang Zhen again.

This was just the first thunderbolt, and it directly blasted Yang Zhen down from the midair. If Zixiao Immortal Palace erupted completely, what kind of terrifying power would it erupt?

Seeing Yang Zhen falling down from mid-air covered in blue smoke, before everyone could exclaim in surprise, they saw a figure rushing up again, barely blocking Hua Youyue's head.

Everyone's exclamation turned into the sound of inhaling. Seeing that Yang Zhen was seriously injured under the first purple thunderbolt, but his speed was not affected at all, he rushed to Hua Youyue quickly, and everyone was shocked. A feeling of wanting to laugh.

"It's true, I really don't change my mind. Even if I charge up again, so what, if a Zixiao Tianlei falls, it will still be struck down."

"I don't know how many times Yang Zhen can persist. If he still can't bear it in the end, wouldn't it be a joke?"

"How many times? The second time, if he can persist, I will respect him as a real man."

Many people were discussing, looking at Yang Zhen with teasing, regretful, and disdainful eyes, and seeing Yang Zhen's embarrassed appearance, they couldn't help laughing out loud.

It's just that most of the women present couldn't laugh, they stared at the wound on Yang Zhen's body, wondering what they were thinking.

Yang Zhen was indeed injured. Zixiao Heavenly Punishment was the most powerful Heavenly Punishment Yang Zhen had encountered so far. The power of heaven and earth to this extent was indeed beyond his ability to contend.

Even if Yang Zhen could withstand the bombardment of Heaven's Punishment, his body couldn't stand it either.

The first time Zixiao Heavenly Punishment Thunder fell on his body, Yang Zhen could feel that his body's recovery ability seemed to be restricted by some mysterious force, and it was difficult to quickly recover to the best state.

The Dragon Elephant's prison body could no longer withstand the terrifying impact of Zixiao Tianlei, and even his soul was affected to a certain extent.

The power of heaven and earth, how can a weak human being belittle it?

Yang Zhen felt the turbulent energy in his body, took a deep breath, fixed his eyes on Zixiao Immortal Palace, turned his head and glanced at Hua Youyue, just about to speak, there was a loud bang that shocked Yang Zhen. His scalp was numb, and there was a roaring sound in his ears, and all the outside sounds disappeared.

When he fell down from mid-air again, his eyes were bright red. The ridicule and discussion of countless people, as well as the shouts of Han Yaner when she was held tightly by the cheap cat, were like a movie without sound. Really passed by.

boom--!

Yang Zhen's body fell into the mountain, without any perception, only overwhelming pain, eroding every part of his body.

Feeling the feeling of weakness coming from his body, Yang Zhen struggled to get up, before he had time to think, he jumped and rushed towards the increasingly violent Zixiao Immortal Palace in the midair again.

Making trouble in Tiangong is just a joke, why is Tiangong so troublesome?

Yang Zhen glanced at Hua Youyue, who was as quiet as ever, with a self-deprecating expression on the corner of his mouth, Yuan Tianyu's sarcasm turned into surprise, Elder Wang's face was full of disbelief, and even the discussions around him were disturbing. disappeared.

At this moment, Yang Zhen suddenly entered a mysterious feeling.

The world is silent, but there are sounds of nature everywhere.

The sky buzzed, but Yang Zhen turned a blind eye.

Looking down, there was no place on his body that was not bleeding, the dark golden blood dripped down his body, and drifted to nowhere in the strong wind.

Looking up, Zixiao Heaven's Punishment condensed again in midair, seemed to be more violent than before. This time, even Yang Zhen didn't know if he could hold on.

What exactly did Hua Youyue go through back then that led to Sanhua's reincarnation.

What exactly is this kind of Zixiao Immortal Palace?

Rumble——!

The violent thunder fell on Yang Zhen's body, and Yang Zhen's flesh and blood seemed to be torn apart. A wave of severe pain drowned Yang Zhen, and the blood blurred his eyes, making him unable to see clearly.

Yang Zhen didn't know how deep he fell into the ground, and he didn't even know how he rushed up, whether he stopped in front of Hua Youyue.

When he desperately opened his eyes and looked down, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it's not too far away from Hua Youyue, if you move a little bit, you can resist her.

Yang Zhen grinned, looked up at Zixiao Immortal Palace, wanted to laugh out loud, but when he opened his mouth, blood spurted out.

This was the first time Yang Zhen was injured so seriously that he couldn't even cough.

The voices of countless discussions became silent, and the eyes of countless men gradually became dull, looking at Yang Zhen in midair with disbelief.

In this mortal situation, every time Yang Zhen fell down, he had a chance to escape, but Yang Zhen didn't!

Han Yan'er sat on the ground, weeping bitterly, a terrifying starlight lingered around her body, echoing the stars in twos and threes in the sky.

Countless women had tears in their eyes, and they looked at Yang Zhen who rushed up again and again in midair. At this time, Yang Zhen, how could he still look half cynical?

The eyes of Saintess Qingluan and Saintess Heilian were filled with horror, and the tears flowed down uncontrollably.

"How long will this bastard last?"

The saint girl Qingluan muttered to herself, and the saint girl Heilian next to her was shocked, and said, "Maybe, there will be a moment when he can no longer get up, maybe, there will be a time when he dies directly under the Zixiao Immortal Palace At that moment, I... am a little envious of the flower saint."

"Why am I not?" Holy Maiden Qingluan's eyes became complicated.

A woman can make a man so disregarding his life, even if he dies, what is there to regret?

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