Chapter 42 It's so Exciting to Run After Grabbing

"Yang Zhen, stop for me!"

Another earth-shattering roar rolled from the sky, and the deafening sound wave made people shudder under the vibration of the true essence.

Yang Zhen was taken aback by the loud voice, and when he looked up, he was immediately amused.

Where did Ma Dexing look like a fairy, standing on the flying sword did not look like a master, just like a raging lion, jumping like a thunder.

Obviously, Zhang Zongjin should have woken up and told Ma Dexing about the blood silkworm.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ma Dexing knew that he had been duped by Yang Zhen, killed the wrong person in front of so many people, and slapped Duan Lang to death with a single slap.

Wang Shuiyan and the others looked pale and didn't understand why Yang Zhen would offend such a powerful person. Ma Dexing, the elder of the Donglin sect, had a golden alchemy cultivation base and was a well-known senior in the entire Youyang country. Be like this.

A gloating expression flashed in Lu Gongzi's eyes, and he turned to Wang Shuiyan and said, "This Yang Zhen is really a disaster star, he is always flying around everywhere he goes, and now he actually offends the elders of the Donglin Sect, he really doesn't know how to live or die, but He has some self-knowledge and knows that he is an ominous person."

A woman next to him said in the same fear: "Yes, Shisha, you actually invited such a person to go with us. Fortunately, he left by himself. Otherwise, Senior Ma will take the blame, how can you and I bear it?"

Wang Shuiyan stared blankly at Yang Zhen's hurried back, and said angrily, "Mr. Yang didn't offend us, why did you make such a fuss?"

Not offended?

Mr. Lu and the woman looked at each other, a trace of unnaturalness flashed across their faces.

More than offending, Mr. Lu felt the humiliation of being robbed of love by Yang Zhen in his heart. It would be easy to add insult to injury. If possible, after Yang Zhen was killed by Ma Dexing, he would want to kick Yang Zhen twice. corpse.

"Shui...Miss Wang, no matter what, since Yang Zhen has provoked Senior Ma so much, he will not hesitate to chase after him with his sword, Yang Zhen will never survive."

Mr. Lu regained his gentle expression, and said to Wang Shuiyan: "Let's get out of here quickly, Senior Ma is not something we can offend."

Wang Shuiyan hesitated to speak, then shook his head: "I always think that Yang Zhen will not die so easily."

"Won't you die?" Mr. Lu laughed loudly, and said, "Then let's just watch here. If Yang Zhen can escape from the hands of Senior Ma, I will..."

"What are you talking about?" Wang Shuiyan glanced at Mr. Lu indifferently.

Mr. Lu was so annoyed by Wang Shuiyan's indifferent expression, he gritted his teeth and said, "If Yang Zhen can survive, I will slap myself twice, and never talk about Yang Zhen again."

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and then they were relieved. As Mr. Lu said, Yang Zhen actually offended a strong man in the Jindan period, so there is no chance of survival. Now Mr. Lu is probably ten thousand people who want to smoke himself, and Yang Zhen also There is no way to give him a chance.

At this time, Ma Dexing had already chased after Yujian, and shouted again in midair: "Little Yang Zhen, hurry up and stop and die!"

"I bother!"

Yang Zhen didn't know that he was under the attention of Wang Shuiyan and others. Hearing this, he turned his head and spit, pointed at Ma Dexing's nose and cursed: "Do you think I'm a fool? I won't stop. If you have the guts, stop!" Come down!"

Ma Dexing snorted coldly, Yu Jian stayed in mid-air, pointed at Yang Zhen furiously: "The old man has stopped, you... Presumptuous, you dare to play tricks on the old man?"

Yang Zhen laughed loudly, clutching his stomach and staggered almost lying on the ground: "Old miscellaneous hair, you are really a talent, if you tell you to stop, just stop."

"You...you bastard, this old man will definitely make your life worse than death."

"I'm afraid you're an old bastard, come and bite me!"

Puchi!

Wang Shuiyan really couldn't hold back, he laughed out loud on the spot, and looked at Yang Zhen amusedly and angrily.

Mr. Lu and the others also stared dumbfounded at Yang Zhen and Ma Dexing scolding each other while chasing and fleeing, feeling that their brains were not enough.

Yang Zhen...how dare to scold Ma Dexing, and even treat Ma Dexing like a fool?

What kind of person is Ma Dexing, how can he be a fool?

At first, when everyone heard that Yang Zhen asked Ma Dexing to stop, they all thought that Yang Zhen was going to fight Ma Dexing desperately. Before they had time to gloat, they saw Yang Zhen turn around and run faster.

This coquettish operation is simply a complete mess.

boom!

Ma Dexing, who was in a rage, waved a stormy wave casually, and the terrifying true energy condensed in mid-air, turned into a spear, and rushed towards Yang Zhen, the violent air wave made piercing sounds , one can imagine how terrifying the power is.

Yang Zhenxin was terrified, he could feel that if he was hit by this force, even if he had a perfect Ancient Elephant Thunder Body, he would not be able to bear it, after all the difference in strength between the two was too great.

It was too late to turn around, Yang Zhen could only sense the imminent danger by instinct, a cloud of white clouds suddenly burst out under his feet, and he jumped forward amidst the tumbling air waves.

Boom!

An earth-shattering loud noise came from the valley, and Yang Zhen's body was thrown out, and he fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment, and all the wood on his back fell off.

Yang Zhen wiped away a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, bent down to pick up the wood on the ground and pestered it on the ground, staring at Ma Dexing coldly.

Ma Dexing sneered, suspended in mid-air and condescendingly looked at Yang Zhen, a cold killing intent flashed in his eyes.

"Little thing, you should run away!"

Many people like the game of cat and mouse, because it feels good to play with the palm of the hand. Ma Dexing likes this feeling very much. The more hysterical Yang Zhen is, the happier Ma Dexing is.

But to Ma Dexing's surprise, Yang Zhen didn't show the anger of jumping over the wall, but looked at Ma Dexing with a calmer expression.

"It was just a warm-up just now. To deal with an old bastard like you, do you still need to run?"

Yang Zhen laughed loudly, holding a wooden stick in his right hand, and pointed at Ma Dexing with his left hand: "Come on, old man, I will give you three swords!"

"What?" Ma Dexing was stunned, thinking that he had heard wrongly, but when he saw the expression on Yang Zhen's face, he was furious.

Wang Shuiyan and the others were even more stunned. They had never seen such an arrogant person before. Yang Zhen, a monk at the sixth level of the Foundation Establishment Stage, faced the powerful existence of the Golden Core Stage, and actually wanted him to strike with a sword?

How is this different from courting death?

Wang Shuiyan looked at Yang Zhen with a weird face, as if she wanted to see where Yang Zhen's confidence came from on Yang Zhen's face, but she failed. The confidence on Yang Zhen's face was pure and natural, not pretending of.

"What a sharp-tongued, insidious and cunning boy, you think the old man needs you to let me go, and you don't have to expect that the old man will be backlashed by you and will give you three swords. The old man can tell you clearly, you are dead!"

As he said that, Ma Dexing landed slowly, and the long sword under his feet suddenly burst into a cloud of blue light, rushing towards Yang Zhen. For a moment, there was lightning and thunder, and the true essence exploded like a thunderclap.

"This sword is called Jinglei, and it is a heavenly high-level magic weapon. It is your good fortune to die under this sword!"

"It's over!"

Wang Shuiyan's expression changed, and he closed his eyes unwilling to see the next scene.

However, at this moment, Yang Zhen suddenly laughed loudly, and slapped the wooden stick heavily with his right hand: "Old man, you have been fooled!"

hum!

A creepy air wave surged from the wooden stick in all directions, and the whole wooden stick was turned into countless powders in Yang Zhen's hands. Although Yang Zhen's face was a little pale, there was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

Napu's thunder, which was as violent as a thunder dragon, unexpectedly landed in front of Yang Zhen with a bang, and Yang Zhen picked it up and ran away.

"Fa... what happened?"

Mr. Lu and the others were stunned.