Chapter 757 I Have to Pretend a Little Bit!

Here we come...brother?

Hearing Yang Zhen's words, both Wan Jian and everyone outside the sky-gazing mirror were stunned.

Where did Yang Zhen get so confident that he would chat with Wan Jian in this situation?

Didn't Yang Zhen know that even if he wasn't afraid of Wan Jian's terrifying strength, if Wan Jian shouted at this time, he would be completely surrounded?

Once surrounded by two or more people, Yang Zhen will undoubtedly die, and this farce will be over.

Even Jian Lao and the owner of Yaosheng Palace looked at each other dully, turned around to look at the three saintesses, and asked in unison: "Is this what you said that you will not ignore death?"

If this does not count as disregarding life and death, all the monks in the world cherish life to the extreme.

Is Yang Zhen playing with fire, or does he really have any strong support that can make him feel confident in this situation?

...

Everyone looked at the strange scene in front of them in a daze, and forgot to say anything, they were all expecting that Yang Zhen would burst out with strength that would make everyone dumbfounded, or he would simply be stabbed to death by Wan Jian.

This feeling of heart fluttering almost drove everyone crazy.

In fact, how did everyone know that Yang Zhen now feels like a baby is suffering, but the baby can't tell.

Damn it, knowing yourself and the enemy is the only way to win a hundred battles. What the old ancestor said is really true.

Yang Zhen has been trying his best to find out the news during this time, but he still hasn't found out what the three saintesses are like, and what kind of person is the owner of the Yaosheng Palace who sees the dragon and the dragon, Yang Zhen also have no idea.

Entering Yingluoya in a daze, Yang Zhen really wanted to impress the people of Yaochi Holy Land, so that he could get the inheritance method of activating the land of seven yin and seven yang from Yaochi Holy Land.

But how can you leave a good impression?

Yang Zhen didn't know, because he didn't know, so he decided to show his strength a little bit, pretending to be a little aggressive, after all, there is no one in the world who doesn't like the strong!

Seeing Wan Jian approaching with murderous intent, Yang Zhenfei was not afraid, but became more and more mysterious. He glanced at Wan Jian, saw that Wan Jian was a little confused, and continued to say:

"Wan Jian, one of the few strong men among the younger generation of monks in the Western Regions, a strong man in the ninth heaven in the transformation stage, who practiced the blood-stained Tiangang sword. Among them, he is also the strongest among the strong. He is ruthless and ruthless, and he does not use any means to achieve his goals, but he is a chivalrous person. During his trip to the southern border, he personally beheaded six scum of the Ninth Layer of the God Transformation Stage who caused harm to the common people. right?"

"You know me?" The smile on Wan Jian's face gradually disappeared, revealing a dignified look.

Beside the sky-gazing mirror, everyone was also stunned, no one thought that Yang Zhen was so familiar with Wan Jian.

A strange look flashed in the eyes of the three saintesses. She looked curiously at Yang Zhen, who was in full swing, and gave the palace lord and Jian Lao a little smug look. There was a bit of playfulness in the beauty. Who would have thought that the mysterious and noble three saints Female, unexpectedly on the female side.

"It seems that Yang Zhen has put in a lot of effort!" The palace lord nodded, and said doubtfully, "It's just that you can find out the information after a little inquiry, so what if Yang Zhen knows this?"

Just as Jian Lao was about to nod, Yang Zhen's voice came again.

Seeing that there was no fear on Wan Jian's face, Yang Zhen waved his hand and said, "Relax, I know you are delaying the news, and I am waiting for someone, so what, sit down and talk?"

"Hmph!" Wan Jian snorted coldly, and the disdain flashed in his eyes.

Yang Zhen casually fiddled with the branches around him, and murmured to himself: "When I was seventeen years old, I cultivated in the stage of crossing the catastrophe, and I was hardworking in two Mahayana stages. I beheaded one of them and seriously injured the other, and became famous in the Western Regions." , everyone in the world knows that you broke through the heavenly realm in this battle and became the youngest heavenly realm powerhouse in the Western Regions for ten thousand years, but few people know that this battle left you with a lot of hidden wounds. At this time, your left rib three inches is painful and unbearable, it is normal, if you risk your life to attack your left side..."

Wan Jian's face changed suddenly, and the surrounding air became gloomy and cold. He stared at Yang Zhen firmly, and said in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

Yang Zhen grinned and said: "You don't care who I am, I just want you to know that in front of Ben Sao Sheng, you are like a salted fish, and you are thoroughly arranged!"

As he said that, Yang Zhen looked at Wan Jian with great interest and talked: "Nineteen years old, after two years of serious injuries, you broke into Niehai alone, and the world knows that you killed the demon beast in the depths of Niehai You have become a big scorpion, but no one knows that you went there not just to kill the big scorpion that harmed the common people, but for the companion grass of the big scorpion, right?"

This was guessed by Yang Zhen, because his injury must be treated with Heliconia.

"You... who are you?"

"It's a pity, from the way you walk, not only did you not find the Heliconia weed, you were stung by that big scorpion, oh, it's a bit pitiful, although you forcibly suppressed the toxin, it has now penetrated into the five internal organs, If you can't find the Tianhua fruit again, you won't be able to survive for three years!"

boom!

Beside the sky-viewing mirror, an old man stood up, and the chair under his butt was shattered into powder because of his excitement.

The faces of the people who were listening to Yang Zhen's serious nonsense changed with relish, and after looking at each other, they opened their mouths: "Say...is that right?"

The person standing up is none other than Wan Jian's uncle, my dear!

The old woman looked at the old man in surprise, stretched her neck and asked, "Elder Geng, Yang Zhen...is he right?"

Swish!

Countless people's ears pricked up in an instant, and they looked gossipingly at Elder Geng who stood up.

With a complicated look on Elder Geng's face, he nodded his head with difficulty, and said, "My son Yang Zhen, you can't die!"

As he said that, Elder Geng sat down slowly under the dumbstruck of everyone.

But damn it, is your chair still there? Don't you have any green trees in your heart?

Seeing that Elder Geng was about to sit on the ground, the old woman waved her hand blankly, and a chair appeared under Elder Geng's buttocks, catching it just right.

This...even the old woman was stunned, what kind of chaos did Elder Geng have to be in to panic like this?

But if what Yang Zhen said was right, everyone felt that they all understood, after all Wan Jian was going to die?

At this time, Yang Zhen's words came again, and everyone held their breath, even some sleepy old men with drooping heads stared.

Yang Zhen wasn't talking nonsense in a serious manner. Obviously, what he said was right, but how did he know?

Under the eyes of everyone, Yang Zhen suddenly grinned, and said to Wan Jian, who had a flamboyant face, "Sit down first, and then I will analyze your matter for you?"

Plop!

Wan Jian sat down on the ground, simply causing the jaws of all the people under the sky mirror to drop.

"Say it!" came Wan Jian's voice, dry and hoarse, with a serious expression on his face.

"Look, we both sit down and have a good chat, it's comfortable, by the way, how old are you?"

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Seeing that Yang Zhen actually chatted with Wan Jian you and me one by one, everyone was stunned, looking at each other in confusion, and they all felt that they couldn't explain it.

This Yang Zhen... is poisonous, right?

At this moment, Yang Zhen suddenly said cheerfully: "Actually, if you can't find the Tianhua fruit, you don't have to die!"

bass!

Wan Jian stood up!

bass!

Elder Geng stood up again!

Yang Zhen looked at the nervous Wan Jian, waved his hand and said, "Sit down first, sit down!"

As he spoke, Yang Zhen looked at the sky with a look of grievance.

Damn, this Sao Sheng puts so much effort into pretending to be aggressive, I don't know if the people in Yaochi Holy Land have seen it?

Lanshou, shiitake mushrooms.