Chapter 488: Chopping Melon and Vegetables!

what happened?

Not to mention that Qianlao and Lu Qiju didn't know what was going on, even the strong Heisi clan looked bewildered.

But the ignorance is the ignorance, the black dead strongman can feel that the aura on Yang Zhen's body is increasing sharply in a violent manner.

If it continues to increase, Yang Zhen will be frightened to death before he can 'suffer to death'.

"Yang Zhen, you are courting death!"

boom!

There was a roar, and the strong man of the Black Death Race suddenly disappeared in midair. Due to the high speed, only a series of black shadows were left behind, rushing towards Yang Zhenkuang.

Yang Zhen yelled, raised his big missing sword and roared, "Lei Lai!"

Rumble!

A violent thunder came from mid-air crazily and landed on the Da Que sword. Yang Zhen was like a thunder god, shining brightly and imposing like a rainbow.

Damn it hurts a bit!

Yang Zhen bared his teeth, his clothes creaked violently, and his hair stood on end, extremely frightening.

But at this time, there was a hey hey hey hey hey sound from Da Que Sword, which made everyone's scalps explode in fright.

This... what the hell is this sound?

Could it be that Yang Zhen was really struck by lightning and turned into a lunatic who only knew how to kill?

"Overestimating one's abilities!" The strong man of the Black Death clan snorted coldly, a ball of green light suddenly burst out from his withered hands, and bursts of sonic booms rushed towards Yang Zhen.

Between the green light, there are two terrifying dark lights. It is obvious that the black dead still want to seal Yang Zhen's soul.

However, what made the black dead strongman look dumbfounded was that his omnipotent Wu Guang not only failed to seal Yang Zhen's spirit, but was almost backlashed back.

At the same time, there was a sound of hehehe, hehehe strange laughter, and within a very short period of time, the strong man of the black death clan felt drowsy.

It's as if...he had an extremely short dream!

"What the hell is this?"

"Hey Hey Hey."

Yang Zhen was also taken aback for a moment, blocking the dry hands of the black dead powerhouse like a secret treasure holy soldier, and said with a malicious face: "I'm sorry, my big missing sword has a stiffening effect, you want to be violent overnight? Rich, do you want to instantly recover your strength, reach the pinnacle of your life, and marry Bai Fumei?"

Amidst the strange laughter of the evil shadow Hei Tie, Yang Zhen laughed out loud, swung the Da Que sword round, and rushed towards the strong Hei Si clan with a bang.

"...All of this can be realized with just a little dream!"

boom--!

An earth-shattering loud noise came, thunder roared behind Yang Zhen, and the third dragon elephant roared to the sky. Under the huge force, even the strong Black Death could hardly resist, and was smashed to the ground by Yang Zhen with a bang.

"This is impossible!"

The strong man of the Black Death Clan hurriedly got up, stared at Yang Zhen sullenly, and said angrily, "Beep, what kind of messed up thing have you cultivated? Don't you want to become a saint?"

Yang Zhen carried the Da Que sword, and also sent out bursts of sonic booms, rushing towards the strong black dead.

"Whether to become a saint or not is up to the Sage Sao, and it has something to do with practicing some messy things?"

boom--!

Yang Zhen swung his sword in a circle, blasted the black dead strongman into the air, and grinned: "Besides, you don't care what kind of mess this Sao Sheng has cultivated. Anything that can beat you is a good thing!"

"Junior, don't be rampant!"

The strong man of the Black Death Race hurriedly rolled and crawled into the air, stared at Yang Zhen with an angry face, and laughed loudly: "If you think this is the full strength of the strong man in the transformation stage, then you are very wrong. Obviously, you haven't really understood the stage of becoming a god yet."

Isn't this Nima nonsense?

Yang Zhen was stunned, he had just crossed the catastrophe, how could he understand the stage of transformation into a god, and really understand it?

Is this guy an idiot?

"Why don't you go to the sky?" A shocking force burst out from under Yang Zhen's feet, and the ground exploded with a bang, rushing towards the midair.

"seal up!"

The strong man of the Black Death Race suddenly pointed out his hand, with a haughty and disdainful look on his face.

Hum——!

The world buzzed, not to mention Yang Zhen, even the people around him could feel it, the air around Yang Zhen was stagnant.

This black death clan powerhouse actually practiced such a weird technique?

Yang Zhen yelled that it's not good, this bastard is no match for him in strength, and he wants to compete with him in martial arts and martial arts.

"Not good, this space is sealed?"

"What a terrifying power, can Yang Zhen break this shackle?"

"Impossible, the power of space has disappeared for tens of thousands of years, how could it appear on a person who is neither human nor ghost?"

"This is not the power to seal the space, but to stagnate the surrounding air."

"But this is enough to kill Yang Zhen. Once Yang Zhen loses his speed, what else is there?"

...

what else?

This Sao Sheng has a lot of things, Yang Zhen feels the atmosphere around him with a strange face, and a sense of bewilderment flashes across his face.

This stagnant air seems, perhaps, probably, to reflect his speed better?

Yang Zhen's face suddenly became ugly, he stared at the black dead strongman, and cursed hoarsely: "Damn, you shameless old thing, you actually sealed the space, what's the matter?" beat……"

As he said that, Yang Zhen walked towards the strong man of the Black Death Race step by step with 'difficulty', cursing as he walked: "You are not ashamed, you bastard who gave birth to a son who has no eyes, do you think this Sao Sheng will have nothing to do? Look Look, the speed of Ben Sao Sheng is still much faster than that of a snail, oh, I'm about to go out, if you have the ability, you block off the surrounding space, otherwise, Ben Sao Sheng will come to you, and your mother will recognize you if you beat me up. I won't come out for you!"

In the crowd, the cheap cat looked at Yang Zhen with a confused face, and muttered to himself: "Damn, this bastard Yang Zhen's acting skills are getting more and more superb. If he didn't know the inside story, even the deity would have been deceived by him."

At this moment, a wild laugh came, followed by "As you wish".

The bewilderment on the cheap cat's face became more serious, and he looked at the chicken next to him blankly: "Is this black guy an idiot? He can't even see such an obvious pitfall?"

Sao Ji gave the cheap cat a blank look.

It's not that the black guy is an idiot, it's that the bastard, the cheap cat, has also improved his acting skills by leaps and bounds without knowing it. It is cheaper than Yang Zhen.

Hum——!

The sky and the earth shook, and the surrounding air became sticky with the fingers of the strong black dead.

Everyone's faces became extremely embarrassing, Qiqi looked worriedly at Yang Zhen who was struggling.

A trace of fanaticism flashed in the eyes of the strong man of the Black Death Race. The stronger Yang Zhen was and the weirder his power, the more benefits he would get.

Now Yang Zhen has taken him by surprise, much beyond imagination.

However, at this moment, something that almost frightened everyone to death happened.

Yang Zhen slowly raised his hand, and under the eyes of everyone, he snapped his fingers suddenly: "Somersault cloud!"

Boom boom boom!

Between lightning and flint, a cloud suddenly burst out from under Yang Zhen's feet, and the whole person rushed towards the strong black dead at a speed that was almost instantaneous.

Hanging Zhatian Tathagata Paiyun Palm originally used the air to explode its speed, and the same is true for Lingkong Xudu.

Now the big black man of the Black Death Clan actually stagnated the air, and the speed exploded, even Yang Zhen himself was startled.

Before the mouths of all the people present were fully opened, Yang Zhen had already come in front of the strong man of the Black Death Race, and the big missing sword in his hand landed on the head of the strong Black Death Race with a bang.

How could the black dead strongman be able to withstand such a terrifying force, and his head was smashed by Yang Zhen's sword.

Cut melons and vegetables, this is the real way to chop melons and vegetables!

It wasn't until this moment that everyone let out an exclamation.

"This... is dead?"

"Damn, my head is broken, can I still survive?"

"Yang Zhen, he actually killed a strong man in the transformation stage, how is this possible?"

Not to mention the crowd, both Qianlao and Lu Qiju were taken aback. Just as they were about to speak, a voice of 'Jie Jie Jie, Jie Jie Jie' suddenly came from the violent air waves in mid-air.