Chapter 136 I Also Have a Sword

"Crazy, Yang Zhen is crazy, he dared to provoke!"

"Two Nascent Soul stage powerhouses, so many Jindan stage monks, Yang Zhenzong has great abilities, can he still fight these people?"

"I used to think that Yang Zhen was just a lunatic. I found out that I was wrong. He is still a fool. At this time, he didn't want to escape, but he dared to fight back?"

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When a group of people saw the terrifying aura erupting from Yang Zhen, they were all shocked, and stared at Yang Zhen with wide eyes in disbelief.

It takes time to be brave and not afraid of death. At this time, Yang Zhen has almost no chance of surviving. As long as the strong man of the Nascent Soul Stage makes a move, Yang Zhen will undoubtedly die, not to mention that there is a strong man of the Nascent Soul Stage staring at him. Yang Zhen, many Jindan stage monks rushed to the formation.

Everyone really couldn't figure it out, where did Yang Zhen have such confidence!

"What was he talking about just now, that he doesn't bother to compete with these Nascent Soul stage powerhouses?"

"It's a joke, he is a cultivator at the Jindan stage, why should he compete with the Yuanying stage?"

"Forget it, it doesn't matter if such a rampant person dies, Donglin Island can finally be clean."

No one noticed that Yang Zhen's expression became more serious and dignified than ever before. He looked down at the sword in his hand, as if he was the only one left with a sword in the world.

boom!

A monstrous wave of wind rose into the sky, and the old man in the ninth stage of the Nascent Soul stage sneered. He was in mid-air, and with one hand held, the ups and downs of violent air waves in the entire mid-air suddenly turned into a huge palm, burning with endless waves of fire, towards Yang Really catch.

"At such a young age, to be so rampant, and to speak so brazenly, you should take it back!"

The violent air waves swarmed down from midair, and the terrifying momentum pressed the surrounding low bushes to the ground. The earth and rocks collapsed and shattered into powder. Only Yang Zhen stood on the ground alone, weak like a gust of wind Small saplings in showers.

Lu Heng also roared loudly, and the long knife in his hand shot up into the sky, surging against the wind, gathering endless waves of air in mid-air, burning the sky with raging fire, and slashing down towards Yang Zhen.

All kinds of martial arts techniques rushed towards Yang Zhen, even if any of them fell on Yang Zhen, Yang Zhen would end up either dead or injured.

Countless people around looked at the tumbling and roaring air waves in amazement, and their gazes at Yang Zhen changed again.

Under such circumstances, Yang Zhen was still indifferent, just quietly looking at the sword in his hand, as if there was nothing in the world that could compare to the thing in his hand.

A gloomy look flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged Nascent Soul cultivator who had been chased by Yang Zhen for several hills. He stared at Yang Zhen who was under various martial arts, sneered again and again, and finally set his sights on Yang Zhen. On a storage ring in your hand.

In that storage ring, there are many treasures of heaven and earth that he can never get in his life. Only he and a few Jindan stage monks with ulterior motives know about this.

But all the monks in the Jindan period were shocked by Yang Zhen's sword. As long as there was a slight hesitation, after Yang Zhen's body died, it would be too late to snatch the storage ring.

The middle-aged monk is different. His position and cultivation level allow him to rush over immediately, grab the storage ring and run away. What happened to the ninth-level monk in the Yuanying stage? It is a monk of the ninth level of the Nascent Soul Stage, and he may not be able to catch up with him!

He is not greedy, as long as that one storage ring is enough, Yang Zhen wears a total of ten storage rings on his hand, and there may be more in his arms.

Such a fat sheep, there is no reason not to take a risk.

The middle-aged monk took a deep breath, bowed his body, and made preparations for a quick battle.

However, the next moment, the middle-aged monk suddenly changed his face, and hurriedly retreated into the stone, looking at Yang Zhen in disbelief.

Yang Zhen moved, but as soon as he raised his head, the momentum of the world within a hundred feet changed completely.

boom!

Under everyone's horrified gazes, a wave of terrifying air suddenly erupted from under Yang Zhen's feet, rolling like a white cloud and a dog, and Yang Zhen's body, under this terrifying force, jumped into the air. middle.

"What... what is he going to do?"

Countless people raised their heads and looked at Yang Zhen in surprise. At this time, Yang Zhen still has to resist?

The next moment, everyone present was shocked, and their expressions became terrified.

Yang Zhen slowly raised the long sword in his hand, his movements were as slow as a baby with horns.

But as Yang Zhen raised his long sword, all the true energy in the entire midair froze, and a chilling aura rushed towards the face, making everyone tremble in their souls.

"Not good, join me with the old man and kill this son!" The face of the Nascent Soul Ninth Layer powerhouse changed, and his hands suddenly pulled in the air, and the terrifying air wave turned into a huge and fierce bird with huge wings In the sky, covering the sky and the sun, he rushed towards Yang Zhen.

Lu Heng also roared angrily, and slapped his heart with a palm, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and a raging wave of bloody flames immediately burned on the long knife tumbling in the air.

Waves of violent power rushed towards Yang Zhen. Yang Zhen casually glanced down and muttered to himself: "That's the feeling, this time...enough!"

hum!

The air wave in mid-air tumbling ups and downs, suddenly turned into a violent air wave that pierced gold and cracked rocks, shaking on the Jinglei Sword in Yang Zhen's hand.

The world was full of chills, and the endless destructive breath erupted from Yang Zhen's body, making everyone's scalp tingle.

Before Yang Zhen's eyes, there was once again the fairy-like woman in the Nine Realms Linglong Pagoda, one person and one sword, standing quietly in the air, a devastating attack.

As the stunning woman slashed down with a sword, the thunder sword in Yang Zhen's hand finally burst out a golden light that pierced the sky and earth, and swept towards everyone in the fear of everyone.

"Impossible, this is impossible!" The eyes of the nine-fold Nascent Soul stage old man almost protruded, and he looked at the sword that destroyed everything in front of him in disbelief.

boom!

A terrifying air wave exploded in mid-air. The Nascent Soul Ninth Layer old man looked at his fallen arm and a huge wound slanted down his shoulder. A look of bewilderment flashed in his eyes. fall down.

Lu Heng was even more miserable. When he saw Yang Zhen slashing with his sword, his face changed wildly and he turned his head and ran away. He was cut off by Yang Zhen's sword at the waist, and he watched his two legs rushing forward several feet, blood like a fountain. .

Not to mention the rest of the Golden Core stage powerhouses, they fell from mid-air like kites with broken strings, spilling blood like rain.

The power of a sword can destroy the world!

The rest of the people were all petrified, staring blankly at the purgatory-like scene in front of them, and even stopped breathing. They looked at Yang Zhen with horrified eyes, and some even had trembling legs, unable to support themselves, and fell to the ground.

Yang Zhen retracted his sword and stood in mid-air, like a sword fairy. His whole body exudes a decisive momentum, and he is still climbing rapidly.

Under the pressure of the two Nascent Soul stage powerhouses and many Golden Core Stages, Yang Zhen's fat and ugly Golden Core finally cracked a crack, and finally shattered with a snap.

Broken Dan into a baby!

Looking down at a group of stunned monks, Yang Zhen swung the long sword in his hand and said slowly: "I, Yang Zhen, also have a sword, so I can pretend to be aggressive!"

Whoosh!

A figure rushed out from behind the boulder, at a speed faster than that of the Lightning Rabbit, and disappeared within a few breaths.

It was only then that everyone came to their senses and shot towards the distance one after another. At this time, who would dare to stay here?

Just when everyone dispersed in a rush, a blood-colored wave of destructive energy soared into the sky from a towering mountain not far away, sweeping towards all directions, and the whole world seemed to be surrounded by this terrifying energy. Trembling in the waves, no matter where the monks were, they all changed their faces after feeling this breath, and looked up at the towering mountain.

Yang Zhen was also taken aback, seeing the horrified gazes of a group of people around him, he said with a look of admiration: "Damn it, even pretending to be older than me after death is worthy of the power of the Saint Realm, but unfortunately, this I haven't even displayed one percent of the power of a single sword!"