Chapter 227 But You Are Definitely Not Qualified.

Chapter 227 But... you are indeed not qualified.

At this time, Yin Zhou, who had already left the small attic and was about to leave the Taoist temple of the old man Zhuan Yu, was completely unprepared.

A black shadow suddenly appeared behind him, and then Yang An's figure suddenly appeared, and a palm directly penetrated his body and pierced his flesh.

The so-called three days later was just empty talk.

Since it was said that they would fight to the death, why wait until three days later.

So Yang An chose to do it now without hesitation, he didn't have time to tangle with this guy.

But when his arm penetrated Yin Zhou's body, he was about to launch a spell to melt him into ash, but suddenly frowned.

This feel... is wrong!

Although he had left a qi mark on this guy just now, there was nothing abnormal about the qi mark.

But with this move he had always used, he didn't know how many people's flesh he had penetrated, and he instinctively noticed a little bit of abnormality.

This flesh and blood was too loose, not tight at all!

Just when he noticed something was wrong, Yin Zhou, whose body he had pierced, suddenly became like gas, and his flesh and blood began to disintegrate rapidly, suddenly turning into a large piece of silver light and exploding.

Bang!

A large pit was suddenly blown out in the courtyard outside the small attic.

Yang An had already retreated several meters, and the golden barrier in front of him instantly dissipated, but his eyes turned to look forward.

There, a figure slowly emerged from a piece of silver light, holding a silver sword in his hand, and a faint light appeared on the sword.

"I didn't expect that Senior Brother Yang couldn't even wait for this little time? Haha."

The figure that appeared in front was Yin Zhou, but at this time, there was no gas mark left by Yang An on his body, and it was obviously not the same body as Yin Zhou who appeared just now.

Seeing this guy appear, Yang An also reacted immediately.

The one who talked to him before was just a similar existence of a clone, not Yin Zhou's real body.

And the reason why Yin Zhou did this is self-evident-this is fishing!

Just to deliberately provoke him to take action!

In an instant, Yang An understood Yin Zhou's purpose. The so-called Qiu Shuiting in three days was just an empty talk. Yin Zhou's purpose of coming this time was to provoke him.

"Since Senior Brother has already taken action, it means that Senior Brother wants to take action now and ignores the agreement between us.

In this case, Junior Brother will not refuse it!"

Yin Zhou looked at Yang An with a smile on his face. All this was within his expectations, and Yang An was just being played by him.

If he took the initiative to attack Yang An, even if he killed Yang An, if the old man Zhuan Yu got angry afterwards, he could deal with him on the pretext of "insubordination", and even his master, Elder Wen Zhao, would not be able to stop him.

But now it's different. Now it's Yang An who took action first, so he can't be blamed.

He now has a legitimate reason.

It's really insidious!

I didn't expect that I would be tricked from the beginning. Seeing Yin Zhou's hypocritical smile, Yang An also smiled.

Yin Zhou slowly raised the long sword in his hand, wiped the dust off the sword, and looked at Yang An with a murderous intent.

In order to become the disciple of the old man Zhuan Yu, he had asked to see the old man Zhuan Yu several times, and humbly wanted to worship under his seat, just to get the old man Zhuan Yu's technique of nourishing the shell.

The sword in his hand came from his former Taoist partner.

At the beginning, in order to enter the Jinluo Pavilion and become a disciple of the Tieshan Tower, he trained his Taoist partner into a sword, depriving all the roots of the Taoist partner and merging with himself.

Only in this way, with the combined flesh of the two of them, can his cultivation advance by leaps and bounds.

And her soul, her flesh and blood, everything about her, was forever sealed in this sword.

It's just love, how can it be cut off?

That's his Taoist partner, who can understand the pain of missing him.

But if he could become the disciple of old man Zhuan Yu and learn the art of raising shells, he could grow the sword in his hand into a body, and give birth to consciousness in the body!

That must be the consciousness of his beloved, and they can be completely integrated from now on, and there is no difference between them.

Unexpectedly, even this small wish was rejected by old man Zhuan Yu.

Why? !

Why can someone like Yang An be accepted as a disciple, but he can't?

He is a five-star disciple of Tieshan Tower, the best among the disciples! Can't he be better than someone who is not from Jinluoge?

Just a guy that old man Zhuan Yu saw outside, he became his personal disciple and easily got the art of raising shells!

He has been in Tieshan Tower for so many years, but he was rejected.

Why!

Today, he will let that old guy Zhuan Yu see if he is qualified!

Chi——

Yin Zhou's face showed an increasingly crazy killing intent, raised the sword in his hand, and suddenly inserted it into his heart.

The sharp sword suddenly pierced through his body, emitting endless sword intent, and began to continuously devour his flesh and blood, completely crushing his heart.

Severe pain swept through his body at once, and blood gushed out of the wound frantically, gushing out of his body and flowing to the ground.

He entered a state of increased pain from the beginning.

He had to win! And he had to win cleanly!

Only by crushing him can he show the gap between him and Yang An, and let the old man Zhuan Yu see how bad his vision is.

He practiced a sword technique called Mingyue Sword Technique.

Although the name of the sword technique is very ordinary, it is a very powerful and terrifying sword technique.

With this sword technique, he once successfully escaped from the hands of a zombie god without any injury.

Among the five-star disciples of the same sect, it is difficult to find an opponent even if he uses all his strength.

It can be said that although he has not reached the level of zombie god, it is only the difference between having or not having the fragments of the forbidden weapon. With his real strength, he is not afraid of zombie gods at all.

And Yang An is just a middle-stage fleshy corpse.

No matter how strong he is, can he be stronger than the zombie god?

The long sword that penetrated Yin Zhou's body seemed to soften, and began to twist with his flesh and blood, and a large amount of silver luster burst out from his pores.

It was only a blink of an eye from the time Yin Zhou raised the sword in his hand to now, but Yin Zhou had completely changed.

He was covered with a layer of silver luster all over his body, which looked like mercury was smeared on his body, or like a layer of hideous silver scales.

A large amount of blood gushed out from his hands, as if forming two long swords interwoven with scarlet and silver.

He held the blood sword in his hand and gently waved his right hand. A terrifying sword energy suddenly crossed the ground, cutting a long gully.

"Brother, are you ready?"

Wrapped in those silver substances, even Yin Zhou's voice changed a lot. It sounded like two voices of a man and a woman overlapped together, which was very enchanting.

But before Yang An could respond, Yin Zhou's figure disappeared from the spot in an instant, and appeared behind Yang An in an instant, slashing with a sword.

He did not hold back at all with this sword.

What he wanted was to end the battle quickly and kill Yang An directly with one blow, so there was naturally no temptation.

This sword, if it was a zombie god who did not activate the power of rules, might not be able to block it.

Therefore, Yang An, who was only in the middle stage of the flesh, could not resist it!

Death!

The blood-colored and silver-interwoven long sword fell on Yang An at an extremely fast speed. The terrifying sword energy was like a tangible object, which had already gushed out in large quantities and penetrated into Yang An's body. Even a blood line appeared on Yang An's body.

Under the silver-shrouded face, Yin Zhou's face had already revealed a smile. He began to be eager to see how complicated the expression on the face of the old man Zhuan Yu would be after Yang An died.

But at this moment, an unpredictable scene suddenly appeared.

I saw that the blood sword had already fallen on Yang An, but at this time Yang An turned around very calmly and looked at Yin Zhou with disdain.

A strong green light suddenly appeared on Yang An's body, covering him completely.

Under this layer of green light, the blood sword could not move forward an inch, and it stopped only on Yang An's shoulder.

Although the extremely sharp sword energy on the blood sword was still gushing out, it only left cracks on the layer of green light, as if it was stuck.

How could it be? !

Seeing this scene, Yin Zhou was shocked. At the same time, he raised his other hand and swung down another sword.

You can block my sword, I don’t believe you can block my second sword!

He seemed to be ruthless, bursting out with endless killing intent and sword energy.

Under the increase of pain, this was his full force, and absolutely no flesh could block this sword.

This sword, Yang An must die!

But Yang An did not dodge at all, still standing straight in place, as if indifferent to the sword he cut down.

A black light suddenly bloomed from Yang An’s body, like an extremely strange black lotus, suddenly enveloped Yin Zhou, and even made his movements stagnate at this moment.

At the same time, a hand slowly raised up. It was obviously just a very slow movement, but Yin Zhou found that he couldn't dodge it at all.

Swish!

That hand suddenly pierced his chest.

Until this moment, Yang An finally showed a smile on his face.

"Actually, whoever wants to be the disciple can be the disciple. If you want to be the disciple, I can give it to you.

But..."

Before he finished speaking, a brilliant light burst out from Yang An's body and instantly engulfed Yin Zhou.

Although his face showed a look of surprise at this time, his expression seemed to be frozen.

His whole body was firmly grasped by Yang An from the inside, and he couldn't break free for a while.

A breath.

Even before he could scream, the light had dissipated.

Yang An's face was as calm as water, and he gently shook the ashes on his hands, letting the ashes scatter all over the ground and float in the wind.

"But... you are indeed not qualified."