Chapter 1150 You Don't Look Good!

Seeing the look on Luo Shanyang's face, everyone was excited. This is a game between geniuses.

The young disciples who can be brought out by the Holy Master of Tianshan and the Holy Master of Nine Dragons seem to be even higher than Li Qingfeng and Fuyao, how can they be ordinary people?

"I just don't know, what a unique duel this time will be!"

"Who do you think will win?"

No one knows who will win, because although Luo Shanyang once said some extremely arrogant words, he does have the capital to be arrogant. He is the number one person under the Great Sage. Except for his master Sword Demon, the Holy Lord of Tianshan and Apart from the Nine Dragons, there are only a few great saints who can fight him.

It's just that these great saints are 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.

The only opponent of Luo Shanyang is Yang Zhen in front of him.

In the camp of the Yaoguang Holy Land, the Great Elder and the others had expressions of surprise and uncertainty on their faces, but this time the Holy Son of Yaoguang finally did something that satisfied them, bringing Luo Shanyang and Yang Zhen together .

"This fellow Taoist, 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, Shengzi Yaoguang's face instantly became ugly, and he turned to look back.

It's just that the person talking didn't seem to have noticed the Holy Son of Yaoguang, and when he heard the question, he laughed and said: "This fellow Taoist doesn't know something, Yang is such a bitch, as for how cheap, do you think Yaoguang is a bitch?" How about Light Holy Land?"

"This..." The cultivator secretly took a look at the Holy Land of Waving Light, and said, "Although I am not familiar with the Holy Land of Waving Light, I also know that the Holy Land of Waving Light is an inheritance from the Great Wilderness, so it shouldn't be cheap, right?"

The monk staggered, stared and said: "Whoever asks you whether the Holy Land of Waving Light is cheap or not, and whether they are cheap or not, that is their business. I am asking you, what do you think of the Holy Land of Waving Light?"

"Hiss!" The man exclaimed, "The strength of the Holy Land that can be compared with the Tianshan Holy Land is of course beyond doubt."

The monk was obviously satisfied with the answer, and said with a chuckle: "That's right, then I will ask you again, if someone can use the cultivation base of the astronomical stage, in the hands of the three holy land powerhouses in the Shaking Light Holy Land, forcibly One person was injured and the Nine Realms Exquisite Tower was taken away, so what about this person?"

"What? That's impossible!" The man was taken aback, and said in awe: "That's the Holy Land of Shaking Light, and it's still a celestial stage cultivation level, facing three strong people in the holy realm, the one who snatched the most precious treasure of heaven and earth, the Nine Realms Exquisite Pagoda? This Fellow Daoist, are you joking?"

"Joke?" The man sneered and said, "What is this? I haven't told you about the Tianxuan Saintess. This person is Yang Zhen. He has beaten them all, and who did he offend?"

"Who...offended someone?" The surrounding group of people all had horrified expressions on their faces, and they looked at Yang Zhen and became startled.

Li Qingfeng on the side didn't know when he got in front of this group of gossips, and he also had a shocked look on his face, looking at Yang Zhen in a daze.

It turns out that Yang really has such a big background?

Li Qingfeng swallowed his saliva, when he turned around, he almost bumped into Fu Yao.

Fu Yao's face was full of strange expressions, and the two of them looked at each other, all eyes fell on the lazy Yang Zhen.

This time the two finally understood why everyone on the mountain knew Yang Zhen.

It's no wonder that someone who can do such absurd things is not famous.

It's just...the news about the Holy Land of Tianshan Mountain is too closed, especially disciples like Li Qingfeng and Fuyao, who spend all their time cultivating on weekdays, how can they hear such news?

At this moment, the man suddenly whispered: "This Yang Zhen has offended Great Sage Feng Li!"

"What?"

Everyone gasped!

"Grand Sage Feng Li?" Li Qingfeng swallowed with difficulty, turned to Fu Yao and asked, "That blood lunatic who is as famous as Zhou Tong?"

Fu Yao nodded blankly, and looked at Yang Zhen with pity.

Li Qingfeng laughed so hard that he went crazy!

Offended Great Sage Feng Li, Yang Zhen is almost doomed!

Who is the Great Sage Feng Li?

That is an existence as famous as Zhou Tong, even Jiulong, an existence that he would not dare to provoke easily.

Although Nine Dragons is a saint, he is still some distance away from the supreme one. Zhou Tong and Blood Crazy are the two supreme ones.

Li Qingfeng laughed so heartily, the group of people around looked at each other, wondering what happy thing Li Qingfeng thought of.

On the other side, Luo Shanyang was still staring at Yang Zhen, and suddenly grinned, and said: "Among the younger generation present today, only you and Yaoguang have a rivalry..."

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 just walking past Luo Shanyang with a dazed expression, as if they hadn't seen Luo Shanyang, or heard Luo Shanyang's words .

Li Qingfeng and Fuyao were both stunned, and Shengzi Yaoguang's face flashed with excitement, and he muttered to himself: "Come here, Yang Zhen, whore is really cheap, this time Luo Shanyang going to be angry."

What will happen to Luo Shanyang when he gets angry?

None of the many young monks present was willing to try it easily.

very scary!

Sure enough, how could Luo Shanyang bear being ignored like this?

boom--!

There was an earth-shattering loud noise, and a wave of earth-shattering air suddenly erupted from Luo Shanyang's body, and the terrifying third-level force of the sky rushed straight to the nine heavens.

Amidst the bursts of sword cries, countless sword glows condensed around Luo Shanyang's body. With Liu Xinjian in his hand, Luo Shanyang seemed to have mastered the whole world.

"Yang Zhen, do you dare to ignore me?"

Over the years, no one has dared to ignore Luo Shanyang so much.

Seeing Luo Shanyang jump like thunder, the aura on his body pierced through the sky, everyone's face turned pale, and they were silent like cicadas, not daring to breathe.

Yang Zhen waved his hand and said, "I'm sorry, I'm here to subdue the sword spirit, not to see you, you...you don't look good!"

"Wh... what?" Luo Shanyang staggered, unable to hold back for a while under the overwhelming momentum, almost lying on the ground.

Not good looking?

What does this have to do with whether I look good or not?

Don't you look twice more because you are good-looking?

The problem is, Luo Shanyang has triangular eyes, a sharp mouth and thin cheeks, and he really doesn't look good.

"You bastard, I'm going to kill you!"

Roar--!

An earth-shattering roar came, and Luo Shanyang rushed towards Yang Zhen with his sword. In the midair, endless sword lights formed, like a storm, covering Yang Zhen in the blink of an eye.

"The fourth heaven, my god, Luo Shanyang's power has already broken through the fourth heaven, isn't Yang Zhen dead?"

There were bursts of exclamations, seeing that Luo Shanyang's sword was about to fall on Yang Zhen, Yang Zhen suddenly disappeared.

boom--!

A gigantic sword shadow descended from the sky and landed directly on Luo Shanyang's face.

Luo Shanyang fell over a thousand feet with a dazed expression on his face, landed on the ground and crawled up, touched his swollen face, with a confused look on his face.

"Why are you so stubborn? I've said it before. I'm here to subdue the sword spirit, not to see you, let alone beat you."

Yang Zhen carried the Da Que sword on his shoulder, shook his head and sighed: "Oh, why bother!"

"Beep...beep his mother, so handsome!" The eyes of countless monks lit up.