Chapter Eight Hundred and Ninety First Bells and Whistles

Seeing Yang Zhen rushing towards the crowd, everyone was startled.

Feng Wuya and the others' faces changed wildly, they threw away Mo Wu and the others who were fighting, and hid far away with a whoosh.

Mo Wu laughed out loud, and was about to say something to ridicule Feng Wuya and the others, when he heard Yang Zhen's words, he stood there dumbfounded, and forgot to even react.

Yang Zhen rushed down like this?

Mo Wu looked around in a daze, and after searching for a long time, he couldn't find anyone who could explain to him what was going on.

Yang Zhen crossing the catastrophe in front of tens of thousands of people is already very surprising. Which monk in the cultivation world does not deliberately choose a place with few people, preferably an environment with no one, for fear that someone will disturb him.

On the one hand, it is for the sake of safety, and on the other hand, it is afraid that the breath of others will affect the thunder disaster or the punishment of heaven, and attract even more terrifying existences.

This is the correct way to open the tribulation.

But what about Yang Zhen?

Mo Wu has always thought that even if Yang Zhen is such an absurd person, he would not dare to risk the disgrace of the world and let others change the variables of the catastrophe.

At this time, Yang Zhen either watched Hua Youyue and Han Yan'er being killed, or wanted to save them but was punished by the Ten Thunders to kill them.

Wishes are good, reality...

Hua Youyue, who was supposed to be killed easily, actually beheaded the demon puppet of Tianxiang period with a single sword.

Yang Zhen, who was sure to die no matter how he looked at it, rushed towards him desperately with the thunderous giant hand of Ten Thunder Heaven Punishment.

Seeing Yang Zhen's sword descending from the sky, Mo Wu was really furious. The long sword in his hand was full of black light, and he roared into the air: "You bastard, don't you want to live? It's ridiculous. Dujie... Dujie is like you Did you cross?"

Mo Wu's long sword is as powerful as a rainbow, but he dare not be tough with Yang Zhen. He certainly has the confidence to kill Yang Zhen with one sword, but so what?

In case of being contaminated with the breath of Ten Thunder Heaven's Punishment, Mo Wu can't guarantee that he can survive such terrifying Heaven's Punishment!

After figuring this out, Mo Wu, like Feng Wuya and the others, turned his head and ran away. When he turned around and saw Yang Zhen charging towards him again at a turning point in mid-air, he immediately jumped and scolded his mother.

Mo Wu would like to ask Yang Zhen which idiot sect taught his disciples. In the tens of thousands of years of history, Mo Wu has never seen such a catastrophe!

boom!

There was an earth-shattering loud noise, and Yang Zhen fled in embarrassment. The terrifying giant hand of thunder fell to the ground suddenly, and the whole earth seemed to vibrate violently. He flew up and landed on the ground again with a plop, all looked at Yang Zhen in horror.

Seeing such a terrifying giant thunder hand, the corners of Mo Wu's eyes twitched wildly, pointing at Yang Zhen and saying, "Kill me..."

The Mo Wu who was about to tear apart did not finish his five words, he was suddenly stunned, turned his head to look, and there was a shadow of a puppet nearby, all of them were hiding far away, looking at Yang Zhen with horror on his face.

Mo Wu is going crazy. A powerful man in the astronomical stage is forced into a corner by Yang Zhen, a cultivator in the transformation stage. If this is said, wouldn't it be ridiculous?

"Old man, don't run if you have the guts, come here, don't you want to fight, come on!"

With a crazy and angry look on Yang Zhen's face, he rushed to Mo Wu in the blink of an eye, and slashed at Mo Wu with a sword, not caring about the terrifying thunderous hand behind him.

Everyone was dumbfounded by Yang Zhen's crazy behavior. Under the guidance of the five magic breaths, the Heaven's Punishment Thunder seemed to become more violent in mid-air, and the giant hand of Thunder that had been wiped away by Yang Zhen returned to its original appearance again. .

The terrifying heavenly power that overwhelms the sky makes the world turbulent, and everything is horrified.

There was a trace of fury on Mo Wu's face, and with a bang, the terrifying power of Dao Yun burst out, directly covering Yang Zhen and the giant hand of Heaven's Punishment Thunder, staring at Yang Zhen and shouting: "Ignorant boy, since you want to die with all your heart! , the old man will fulfill you!"

As soon as the words fell, Mo Wu's body suddenly became dark, and an earth-shattering roar came, and behind him, a terrifying beast that covered the sky and the sun was formed.

The shape of this beast looks like a demonic wolf with nine tails all the time. Its scarlet eyes stared at Yang Zhen firmly. While roaring up to the sky, its mouth was full of light, and the violent surge of power on it made everyone present feel shocked. Surprised.

The giant wolf and ferocious beast seemed to be real, and almost every hair could be seen. Under the lifelikeness, even the eyes showed a breathtaking feeling.

"Not good, the celestial phenomenon is condensed, this is the biggest foundation of the celestial phenomenon period, Mo Wu can actually condense such a level of magic wolf, what has he done all these years!"

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The faces of Feng Wuya and the others changed drastically. No matter how evil Yang Zhen was, he was only a cultivator at the stage of transforming gods. His realm was limited there, and his understanding of power was far inferior to that of Mo Wu.

Even if Yang Zhen's condensed phantom is still in the illusory stage, how can it be like the magic five, together with the heavens and the earth, the celestial phenomena are condensed?

Furthermore, it is already too late for Yang Zhen to condense the phantom now!

Mo Wu laughed loudly, with an insolent posture: "Boy, this is the horror of realm suppression. You have already felt the trembling of your soul, right now, this old man is like a natural enemy to you..."

Snapped!

A crisp sound came, as if someone had swung his arms round with all his strength and slapped his face heavily.

Mo Wu staggered, watching the magic wolf rising into the sky, was punished by Shi Lei Tian with Lei Ting's palm, and he was about to collapse with a slap.

Snapped!

Another slap came, and the demon wolf howled, struggled for a moment, and collapsed suddenly.

Everyone: "..."

Yang Zhen: "..."

Magic Five: "???"

"Yang Zhen!"

Mo Wu let out an angry roar, jumped like thunder, and pointed his long sword at the sky, and suddenly there was a thunderbolt in mid-air, and waves of thunder came from the nine heavens, and suddenly landed on the long sword in Mo Wu's hand!

Rumble!

The world roared and roared, and the whole world seemed to be condensed in this sword!

Mo Wu is desperate, this is really urgent!

"Yang Zhen, get out of the way!" Feng Wuya's face changed, and he hurriedly reminded him.

boom!

With a sword coming from the sky, Mo Wu laughed and danced wildly in the air. This sword was the scariest sword Yang Zhen had ever seen. Of course, the sword of the stunning female saint in the Nine Realms Linglong Tower was an exception.

Countless people looked at the sword piercing the sky and the earth in horror, and exclaimed!

However, the next moment, everyone's eyes widened again, and they looked at the back of Mo Wu's head in disbelief!

To be exact, it was another Yang Zhen next to the back of Mo Wu's head.

Shadow clone, no, this is the real Yang Zhen!

boom!

With one slash of the sword, the huge Daque sword directly cut Mo Wu's body into the ground, and never climbed up again.

"Fancy show!"

Yang Zhen withdrew his long sword and posed in an extremely chic manner.

However, the action was only halfway through, and the terrifying Thunderclap giant hand caught Yang Zhen in mid-air.

The thunder raged, the sky shook, and countless thunders poured down from mid-air, all of which fell on Yang Zhen.

Rumble!

The world was boiling, and everyone present counted as one, and they all rushed in all directions.

Even Han Yan'er, who had half realized her epiphany, was pulled away by Hua Youyue, and she looked at the sky with a look of surprise.

In an extremely tragic battle, Mo Wu died, and Yang Zhen was caught by Thunder's giant hand, and his life and death are unknown.

Until everyone escaped tens of thousands of feet, their faces were full of shock and disbelief.

Mo Wu was killed by Yang Zhen's sword, just a simple shadow clone, a simple slash, Mo Wu died!

And Yang Zhen... no one thinks that he can survive this kind of heavenly punishment and thunder, no, except for Hua Youyue and Han Yan'er, and maybe Sao Ji and Cheap Cat.