Chapter 132 Oh, This One Hangs This One!

Hearing Yang Zhen's words, Sun Yushi laughed out loud, and suddenly the long sword in his hand erupted into a mass of terrifying talent. During the riot of true energy, the long sword pointed at Yang Zhen who was coming.

"Yang Zhen, you think that if you can condense your talents and inscriptions, you can be arrogant. In front of the Nascent Soul Stage, you are just a little monk at the Golden Core Stage. The Nascent Soul Stage...is not as simple as you imagined!"

hum!

A terrifying coercion erupted from Sun Yushi's body, and the long sword was shrouded in energy, transforming into a golden wave of air in mid-air, rushing towards Yang Zhen with violent power.

Sun Yushi's long sword is like flying, his face is full of chic demeanor, and his mouth is loud and clear: "The sky is long and the clouds are hanging for thousands of miles!"

Rumble!

The berserk true essence formed a landscape of mountains and rivers in midair, the towering mountains crashed down in the clouds, and a river of heaven seemed to be real, and the golden light was shining so brightly that even the surrounding air was pushed away.

Yang Zhen felt the great power, and his speed suddenly dropped a lot.

Compared to this, Yang Zhen was even more shocked by Sun Yushi's martial arts skills, so...he really wanted to shout out!

Yang Zhen stared wide-eyed, looking at the vivid picture of mountains and rivers in mid-air, he was very interested: "Oh, hang this hang, read a few more sentences!"

This is a bit interesting, powerful and pretentious, these bursts of celestial phenomena seem to be real, definitely a sharp weapon for pretentiousness, no wonder Sun Yushi's name is so strong, even the Queen of Shuiling Kingdom praised him.

hum!

When the long river fell, Yang Zhen slashed down with a sword, and suddenly thunder rolled, and the two violent air waves collided with each other, making a loud noise, and the turbulent air waves flew up, both of them were shocked at the same time.

Yang Zhen was taken aback, the Nascent Soul stage powerhouse was really no small matter, whether it was the understanding of power or the thickness of the true energy in his body, Yang Zhen had suffered a lot.

But to Yang Zhen's surprise, his Jin Dan, who had been immobile for thousands of years but was getting fatter, finally changed a little under this pressure.

A golden light burst out from the golden core, and the power in Yang Zhen's body suddenly became stronger.

Sun Yushi laughed loudly, and turned his long sword: "As you wish, Xinghan is as bright as Bixi!"

hum!

The scene in mid-air changed, and under the star river, the endless starry sky enveloped Yang Zhen.

Boom boom boom!

The galaxy hangs upside down, and countless stars shoot towards Yang Zhen, covering Yang Zhen overwhelmingly.

The Thunder Sword in Yang Zhen's hand suddenly burst into a cloud of blue light, and under the flash of thunder, a series of mad dragons appeared to resist Xinghe.

The more this kind of leapfrog battle, the stronger the pressure, the fat golden core in Yang Zhen's body became brighter and brighter, and even made a buzzing sound, making Yang Zhen's blood boil, he laughed, and instead of retreating, he advanced, facing Sun Yushi And up.

"Recite poetry, right?" Yang Zhen became interested, and suddenly withdrew the long sword in his hand, and suddenly became polite and polite. He flicked his long gown, and pointed his sword at Sun Yushi: "Come on, I will recite too. Let me show you, what is Shi Jianxian!"

"What?" Sun Yushi's expression was shocked, and he sneered. Suddenly, a series of phantoms were thrown out from the long sword in his hand, and they came to meet Yang Zhen. The violent air wave swept away all the surrounding earth and rocks: "It's up to you?"

Yang Zhen's talent was like a rainbow, and countless inscriptions of talent were poured into the Jinglei Sword, and the long sword played an extremely burning sword flower behind his back, laughing loudly, free and easy and wild.

"what!"

Sun Yushi was startled by Yang Zhen's emotional voice, and he hurriedly counterattacked and looked at Yang Zhen vigilantly.

The golden radiance in his body seemed to be excited along with Yang Zhen. Yang Zhen looked up to the sky and chanted, and a well-known ancient poem came out of his mouth.

"Ah! O sea! You are all water!"

With a humming sound, the terrifying inscription air waves in mid-air suddenly transformed into an endless ocean. The air waves tumbling, set off turbulent waves, and among these air waves, there was thunder roaring, ups and downs like a long dragon.

"Impossible, this...is this also called poetry?" Sun Yushi stared at the sea exuding endless power in midair with a dazed expression. The long sword in his hand followed like a shadow, and endless starlight rushed towards Yang Zhen.

Just as he was about to kill Yang Zhen with a huge gap in strength, he heard Yang Zhen's "ah" again.

"Ah! Horse! You have four legs!"

Boom boom boom!

The sound of thousands of galloping horses suddenly reminded me that in front of Yang Zhen, menacing war horses rushed forward one after another. During the neighing, the air waves were soaring, and endless dust was set off.

Sun Yushi staggered and exclaimed: "Your talent turns into a horse!"

He suddenly regretted it.

Yang Zhen can't treat him like an ordinary person, this bastard is full of mysteries, how can he think that the Nascent Soul Stage can be sure of him?

It's just that Sun Yushi knew that it was useless to regret at this moment, so he could only do his best, where the thunder and the horse roared.

"what!"

Yang Zhen's voice came again, and Sun Yushi spat out a mouthful of blood, and roared hysterically: "Stop! It's insulting to the gentleman, it's just like the gentleman!"

What's so great about the Nascent Soul Stage?

Yang Zhen snorted, digging out Lao Tzu's golden core can smash your Nascent Soul to death, he was so worried that he was so fat that he hadn't made any movement, now that there is finally some movement, how can he just stop?

"Ah! Girl! Look at your little cherry mouth!"

puff!

Sun Yushi was submerged in the sea of ​​thunder, and the horses roared and almost trampled him to death.

Miss, your sister, girl, is there such an operation as reciting poems and making pairs?

When Sun Yushi was lying on the ground, he saw a graceful and enchanting woman, wearing a transparent black glass silk gown, even the underwear inside could be seen, walking towards him with a pair of bare jade feet and holding a whip , completely collapsed.

Snapped!

A black leather whip in the woman's hand slapped Sun Yushi's face fiercely. Sun Yushi looked at Yang Zhen blankly, and said angrily, "You...you bastard, are you a devil?"

Yang Zhen was also in a daze. He didn't expect that after thinking about it for a while, he actually became a human being. He felt a sense of being emptied in his mind, and stopped the instillation of the talent inscription.

"I'm sorry, accident, I guarantee with my personality, this is definitely an accident!"

Sun Yushi, whose face was half swollen, still had no room to resist. He had been ravaged to the point where his body was shattered, and he was so angry that he stared at Yang Zhen, spitting out blood.

"You are not at the Golden Core stage, you are definitely not at the Golden Core stage..."

Sun Yushi muttered to himself, watching the woman with the whip in front of him slowly disappear, his eyes became heavier and heavier.

Yang Zhen hurriedly walked up to Sun Yushi and knelt down, and said with regret on his face: "Brother, don't die, I said I did it on purpose, no, I definitely didn't do it on purpose, ouch, don't be angry, this It hurt a little bit."

Sun Yushi turned his head away with difficulty, not looking at Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen hesitated for a moment, and said with some hesitation: "Brother Sun, look, you are going to die anyway, the martial skill you just displayed... can you teach me, just the one about 'Tianhe Yihang What tens of thousands of miles'?" , is handsome and can pretend, I really want to learn."

"Devil...devil, you are...devil..." Sun Yushi tilted his head, kicked his legs, and died.

Yang Zhen stood up and said angrily: "Bah, cheapskate, I won't give you a single martial skill, not even a hundred yuan!"

After collecting all the things on Sun Yushi, Yang Zhen stared at Sun Yushi for a long time, sighed and said: "When a person dies, the bird faces... well, death is the big thing, and it is safe to go to the ground. I am kind-hearted, you can sleep here forever!"

After burying Sun Yushi, Yang Zhen checked the golden elixir happily, only to find that the fat man had not moved again.

Yang Zhen looked back at the grave that hadn't yet grown grass, shook his head and said, "Actually, I really don't like fighting!"

The next moment, Yang Zhen's eyes lit up, and he rushed towards a certain direction: "This fluctuation is a proper Nascent Soul stage monk!"