Chapter 1187 How Can the Melon Seeds Be so Hard?

The disciples of the Shangsan sect are indeed the disciples of the Shangsan sect. After seeing that Yang Zhen really planned to fight him, Dong Tianming's expression gradually became serious.

Unlike those genius disciples of small sects whose bottle is less than half a bottle, Dong Tianming and these true disciples of the great inheritance, although they also have arrogance and arrogance, they are not impulsive or stupid.

Yang Zhen dared to compete with him, he must have his own strength and confidence, Dong Tianming didn't dare to push him too hard, and he wouldn't push him too hard, staring at Yang Zhen's eyes, his eyes were full of solemn expressions.

Yang Zhen glanced at Dong Tianming unexpectedly. This guy's level is obviously different. The Six Sects of the Three Palaces are the Six Sects of the Three Palaces. Just this attitude has already surpassed most of the so-called geniuses in the cultivation world.

A satisfied expression appeared on Tu Mieyang's face, don't underestimate any enemy in the world, so that the ship will not capsize in the gutter, Dong Tianming deeply understands the essence of Tu Mieyang.

Seeing that the aura of Yang Zhen and Dong Tianming was getting stronger and stronger, Tu Mieyang looked at Zhou Tong with a playful face, Zhou Tong's brows frowned into a flower, obviously he was not very concerned about this matter. look good.

This is also a matter of reason, and it is also a genius disciple of the great sage realm, Dong Tianming from the upper three sects, and Yang Zhen, a saint realm whose origin is unknown and who can only rely on some cleverness to fool people, whoever wins and who loses, almost You can know it without thinking about it.

The fake old man looked at Zhou Tong with contempt, pretending, this old bastard must be pretending, if he was really so entangled, he would never let Yang Zhen and Dong Tianming do it.

This is not a question of who wins and who loses. If Yang Zhen loses, Zhou Tong will lose face in the entire Sangong and Liumen. How will he gain a foothold in the Sangong and Liumen in the future?

Zhou Tong is a man who acts wildly and unconstrainedly. No one knows what is going on in his head, but he is not stupid.

Not only is he not stupid, but Zhou Tong is as mature as an old fox. Anyone who trusts the expression on his face and the words in his mouth will definitely suffer.

It must be installed.

The fake old man looked at the ghost mother-in-law, and he saw the look of contempt on the face of the ghost mother-in-law. At the same time, the face of the ghost mother-in-law seemed a little weird.

Yes, Zhou Tong seems to have great confidence in Yang Zhen, but where does this confidence come from?

Yang Zhen didn't know Dong Tianming's true strength, but everyone present knew it clearly, even ordinary monks in the Great Saint Realm were no match for Dong Tianming at all, let alone Yang Zhen was only a Saint Realm power?

Could it be that Yang Zhen is really like what Zhou Tong said, and cannot be judged by common sense?

Suddenly, the fake old Taoist remembered what Qinglian sect master said in the middle realm of the reincarnation realm.

Yang Zhen didn't need to lie to others, because if all the people present joined hands, they might not be able to keep Yang Zhen.

Thinking of this, the fake old man's heart thumped, knowing that this matter seemed to be not so simple.

At this moment, Dong Tianming suddenly moved, and while he was darting, he turned into a long dragon like a bolt of lightning, and terrifying moral power condensed around him into a long dragon visible to the naked eye, roaring and roaring, Sticking to the ground, he rushed towards Yang Zhen.

Terrifying air waves plowed a deep ditch on the treated marble floor of the teaching martial arts field, endless Yang Chen flew in the sky, and the surrounding space was distorted under the impact of violent air waves.

No one expected that Dong Tianming didn't even try to test it, and he went all out as soon as he came up.

Obviously, Dong Tianming wanted to crush Yang Zhen with the strength of thunder, so that he could kill him with one blow, and end this sparring in an instant.

Seeing the terrifying long dragon roaring and roaring, in the waves of Taoism, the rage of the true essence was like a vast ocean, sweeping the surrounding marble fragments into the air, not to mention being hit by the long dragon, or being hit by these marble fragments. On the body, that is also something that kills people.

Roar--!

The long dragon danced, roared into the sky, and the holy soldiers buzzed like wild beasts. Waves of terrifying sword intent shrouded the mid-air, sweeping Yang Zhen into the air waves in the blink of an eye.

"It's over!"

Many people exclaimed, Yang Zhen almost had no chance to react to such a sharp blow.

The ghost knows what Dong Tianming's fanaticism is, and he has such a fierce and powerful killer move as soon as he makes a move. This is not giving Yang Zhen any chance to react.

At this time, all the talents came to understand one after another, why Dong Tianming was so powerful and famous, even in the Three Palaces, he was a household name.

This is the real strong man, who does not move like a pine tree, but once it moves, the wind and clouds will surge, and the sky and the earth will change color accordingly.

"This is the real realm of the Great Saint."

"Yang Zhen is finished. He is also a monk in the holy realm. Such a blow will be twice as slow, and I will not be able to react."

"Huh? Where's Yang Zhen? Why can't I feel Yang Zhen's aura?"

When a group of people were discussing, Yang Zhen disappeared.

Not only the body shape disappeared, but even the breath disappeared, as if there was no such person as Yang Zhen in the entire martial arts arena.

In this way, Dong Tianming was like a juggler in the world, his roar was earth-shattering all by himself.

Everyone stared dumbfounded at the scene in front of them, with absurd expressions on their faces.

Yang Zhen...disappeared suddenly?

No, how is it possible that a living person can tear through the void and get in?

Almost everyone released the power of their spiritual consciousness, wanting to capture Yang Zhen. The next moment, everyone exclaimed in unison, louder than the cry of the long dragon transformed by Dong Tianming.

Zhou Tong's eyes were as bright as two oil lamps. After feeling Yang Zhen's breath, he grinned to the base of his ears, laughing nonstop.

The fake old Taoist and Cheng Gui's mother-in-law looked at each other, and they both saw that it was true in each other's eyes.

Tu Mieyang exclaimed: "This is impossible!"

Nothing is impossible. Look at the Purple Star Saintess at Nantianmen. Although there is a look of astonishment on her face, there is no unexpected expression. She just looks solemnly at Yang Zhen in midair. She wants to laugh but feels that the occasion is not right. , forcibly endured it, her face turned red.

Where is Yang Zhen?

Dong Tianming held the holy soldier's long sword, and flew towards the position where Yang Zhen was just now, flying close to the ground. The air waves around his body were tumbling, as if a long dragon was flying.

When Yang Zhen reappeared, he actually stood on Dong Tianming's back, stepped on Dong Tianming like this, and flew out tens of feet.

Dong Tianming obviously also realized that Yang really existed, but in this situation, how should he react?

Raise your leg to kick Yang Zhen?

That pose is a bit awkward.

Or just turn over and use a prong to throw Yang Zhen out?

Oh yo, just thinking about that picture makes my eyes a little hot.

The long dragon flies and kicks Yang Zhen?

Before this action was made, Dong Tianming's face was already red.

The thoughts in Dong Tianming's head turned thousands of times in an instant, and before he made a decision, Yang Zhen's voice came.

"Fancy show!"

Saying that, Yang Zhen squatted down on Dong Tianming's back under the watchful eyes of everyone, and punched Dong Tianming's head with his fist.

boom--!

There was a muffled sound, and everyone felt a dull pain in the back of their heads, and they all took a deep breath.

This bastard Yang Zhen, this is a real fight. If it was another person's voice, his head might be really crooked.

Dong Tianming roared and roared, and the whole dragon twisted, obviously out of breath.

However, Yang Zhen didn't feel normal, and muttered to himself: "Damn, how can the melon seeds in the head be so hard?"

Puchi -!

The Purple Star Saintess, who has always been unsmiling, couldn't hold back her laughter.

vertex