Chapter 1,758 It Feels Good Now

boom!

Zhao Yun's fighting power was fully activated, and the sky trembled.

Lu Yang and others, who were blocked in all directions, could not stand firm due to the swaying in the space.

Whether they stood firm or not, it didn't affect the look of surprise in their eyes.

Could this be a quasi-saint? Can a quasi-sage have such strong power?

"It's so dazzling!"

Below, a group of ghosts, big and small, all have round eyes.

The old Ming general Zhe Duo'er also raised his eyebrows slightly.

After working for most of the night, it turns out that boy didn't use all his strength! Look at that long hair, golden, much brighter than before, and the body is burning with flames. Is that a manifestation of fighting spirit?

Looking from below, it is clearly a ball of flame instead of a person.

Oh no, it's a burning sun. In front of it, Lu Yang and the Seventy-Two Young Masters are like scattered little stars.

"How is that possible?" Feilong Mingjiang, who had fainted, finally woke up.

Seeing the empty scene, he couldn't catch his breath and passed out again.

"Don't be fooled by the foreign minister, work together to kill." Lu Yang yelled, reaching out to the sky with one hand, and grabbed a copper furnace. At first, it was only the size of a palm. After a buzz and a shudder, it suddenly became as majestic as a mountain, with dark patterns engraved on it. , surrounded by more laws, shocking the world.

"Hit a quasi-sage and actually brought out the Holy King's magic weapon, tsk tsk tsk." The old ghost looked at it, and he really overestimated that guy Lu Yang. As the young master of Minghai, how could he have the slightest attitude of being strong? In this state of mind, do you still want to destroy Zhao Yun? It’s really embarrassing for Ming Zun.

receive!

Lu Yang's voice howled so domineeringly.

And the copper furnace he summoned did not disgrace the reputation of the Holy King's soldiers. In an instant, the top of the furnace opened wide, swallowing the sky and the earth, and immediately took Zhao Yun in.

seal up!

ban!

The seventy-two young masters were not idle. They cast spells, rules or charms one after another, and smashed them upward without any cap, just to trap Zhao Yun in the furnace. As long as he couldn't get out, it would be easy to handle.

"Refine him and destroy him." Lu Yang's eyes were full of ferociousness, and he was the first to sacrifice the Yuanshen Fire.

There is no need for him to say that all the young masters are also very conscious. Various kinds of soul fires are coming one after another. It doesn't matter if they are strong in combat. They are trapped inside and can only be refined.

"Eternal golden body, open."

In the furnace, there was a loud roar.

When it's over, he is a giant standing tall in the sky.

Zhao Yun opened the golden body again, not only opened it, but also exploded the holy king level copper furnace with one blow.

"I...poof..."

Lu Yang was the first to spurt out blood, and half of his body exploded.

The Seventy-Two Shaofu Lord was not much better. Because the Holy King's soldiers exploded and were shocked, they were flying all over the sky. Although they were physically strong, those with weak background, such as the purple-haired Shaofu Lord, almost collapsed into bloody mud.

Afterwards, the scene became a bit lawless.

Mr. Zhao swung his big stele-breaking hand, like swatting flies, slapping one by one. The young master and the young master were all unsatisfactory. They fell into the void one after another, like meteors and meteorites, hitting the ghost city one after another.

More buildings collapsed.

More palaces and towers collapsed.

Even the spectators suffered a big disaster, there are always a few of them. In the crowd at sunset, the old ghost general is not afraid of himself and suffers people and ghosts, big and small, such as gravel and green bricks and tiles, flying in all directions, waiting for them. When the giant golden light fell from the sky, it was knocked upside down again.

"Zhao Yun, it's not over yet."

boom!

"The Heaven-Destroying Sword Technique."

boom!

"I don't believe it."

boom!

A big battle involving a group of people turned into chaos for a while.

Roaring, shouting secrets, roaring...all kinds of howls.

Zhao Yun was straightforward and quick, hitting wherever he went. There was nothing that couldn't be solved with one slap. If one slap didn't work, then two slaps would do the trick. If it didn't work, then there would be knives and swords.

He has a majestic body, and the thing he is carrying is quite intimidating. He holds a knife in one hand and a sword in the other. He has no moves to speak of. After a burst of random chops, Lu Yang and the other princes were beaten, and none of them could stand still. of.

There are some people whose bodies explode after being beaten.

There are so many people who, as they fight, their soul becomes a remnant soul.

"This is too..."

The spectators outside the venue were so shocked that even the Lord of the Ghost Town, who was standing on the eaves watching the show, grinned and clicked his tongue.

Seventy-three saints! He was beaten so hard by a quasi-sage that he could not lift his head.

He really complied with what Zhao Yun said before, if he really wanted to fight in a group, then the sword would have no eyes.

This is what is happening on the battlefield today.

The fight was a group fight, but it was a big guy, carrying a knife and a sword, chopping watermelons from east to west, north and south, and beating all the monsters in Minghai to the point of doubting their lives.

"Careless."

Emperor Ming muttered, it didn't matter that he said "let go and fight", Ming Hai's gang of bastards were all beaten to the point of paralysis.

After all, he is a talent from the underworld. As a master, he is really shameless.

No, I have to find a place to come back.

He glanced at the other side and accurately found a talent named Ye.

We have to arrange a date for these two guys in the future.

In terms of supporting the scene...it has to be the Ancient Holy Body.

If we don't repair the guy named Zhao, do we really think he has no one in the world?

When I closed my eyes, it was over in the ghost town.

Including Lu Yang, every one of the seventy-two young masters was beaten to the ground, 80% of them had no body, and less than 20% of the remaining were reduced to a wisp of residual soul.

In the ruins-like battlefield, only one giant golden light was still standing there. The whole body was burning with flames, and the domineering aura swept across the wasteland. With the dazzling halo of light, he just said: Who else is there?

"That guy... is too overbearing."

The onlookers outside the field were heart pounding.

The talented people ranked in Minghai's ranking were finally gathered together, and they were all rounded up by a little quasi-sage in one battle. The injured and disabled person was not the worst, only worse.

"Hey, who is causing trouble in the ghost town?"

Amidst the noise, there was loud shouting that resounded throughout the world.

Zi is the lord of the ghost town, making a strong appearance.

But we can't watch the show anymore. If we continue watching, the talented people like Ming Hai will have to answer here.

In this way, Ming Zun and the Lord of the Seventy-Two Palaces are not allowed to overthrow his city lord's palace.

Let's go back to the trouble, but we can't make a big fuss.

"How did this guy... become the lord of the city?" Many old underworld generals glanced sideways at the lord of the ghost city. They had been doing this for most of the night, and half of the ghost city was bombed into ruins. Damn it. Just woke up? If you want to watch the fun, just say so, there's no point in trying this.

"Catch...all of them will be taken away by me."

"If you dare to make trouble in the ghost town, you are turning against me."

"I don't care what your background is, it's useless to anyone."

Once the lord of the ghost town starts to spray, spittle will fly all over the sky, and every word will be like thunder. He will perform a good show for the world...what is righteousness and awe-inspiring.

Catch, catch as you say.

Mr. Zhao, who had not yet finished the fight, was handcuffed on the spot.

Lu Yang, the Seventy-Two Young Masters, and General Fei Long Ming, who was still lying on the ground having nightmares, were all taken away. If Qin Mengyao was still here, she would also be invited to drink tea.

The two ghost kings holding the abacus finally appeared. After staying up most of the night, they were finally able to settle the accounts. After being with the Lord of the Ghost City for a long time, he contracted a bad habit. If he didn't type the abacus for a day, his hands would itch. Tonight was a big problem. Everyone has a share in the business and the fight.

"I should have known I would have fought outside the city." Zhao Yun took a deep breath.

He was relieved that the Lord of the Ghost Town quit.

Half of the ghost town has been destroyed, so we can't pay for it!