"You..." Open your mouth wide enough to hold an egg, because the light on Yang Zhen's body belongs to a unique physique.
Divine body.
One of the top ten divine bodies in the world.
"Are you a god?"
"How did you..."
"What's wrong with me? What's wrong with my physique?"
"Is it because my physical condition is not good, so you can bully me at will?"
"Isn't it?" Domineering, sharp, direct to the heart, shocking the soul.
"I……"
"It's embarrassing for a genius like you to show off." Yang Zhen snorted coldly, put away his divine power, and then said coldly: "I have no interest in doing anything like this, a group of guys who bully the weak and fear the strong. "
Yang Zhen's domineering attitude was vividly demonstrated at this moment, even if he was surrounded by countless geniuses, he was in charge alone, and no one could stop him.
This is Canglan Tyrant Body.
The third among the ten divine bodies.
Yang Zhen's dominance is useful to many people, but there are still some people who are not affected.
"Canglan Tyrant Body is indeed domineering, but..."
"But what? Not convinced? Come and try..." Yang Zhen took a step forward and was in front of the man in an instant.
"I want to try..." As soon as he finished speaking, a clear space immediately opened up around him.
Many geniuses also want to know how far this divine body has reached. You must know that the person just now is not a top genius at any time, but he is also very powerful, but he doesn't want to be blown away by a punch. He is angry. Therefore, everyone wants to know the divine body. True strength.
"Try?" Yang Zhen hooked his fingers and said, "I admire your courage, come on, try..."
The golden light all over his body is activated again, which is more dazzling than the burning sun. Especially when combined with the Yuyin Divine Body, Yang Zhen's momentum is even more domineering, almost making people breathless. The powerful spiritual power spurts out, like hot magma, and this The golden divine radiance is the gushing air wave.
"The divine body is too much..." As he finished speaking, a sharp breath shot straight into Yang Zhen's chest like a sharp arrow.
"Wind Hidden Blade?"
"It seems like he..."
"I can't find him here."
"The Wind Hidden Sword, wherever there is wind, is his sword. This man is a swordsman, but he doesn't follow the ordinary path. He cultivates a wind sword that makes people hard to guard against. This divine body is difficult..."
"Is it very strong?" some geniuses from the Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya asked.
"Strong?" After a slight pause, the man continued to explain: "I can't say he is strong, nor can I say he is not strong. The main reason is that he is very insidious..."
"I believe in Senior Brother Yang Zhen." This was a student from Qin Wu Academy. He recognized Yang Zhen and had strong confidence in Yang Zhen. You must know that he had challenged almost the entire academy, except for a few people.
"Believe it?" The man looked at the Wind Hidden Sword, then at Yang Zhen, and then said: "The world is dangerous, and you, Senior Brother Yang Zhen, may be in trouble."
No one expected that the top of the mountain where they were supposed to jump to the passage would suddenly start fighting.
The student didn't say much, because time can tell everything, and he believed in Yang Zhen's strength.
With one punch, the powerful force was overwhelming, as if a mountain was pressing down. The unparalleled power was even more unstoppable, instantly shattering the incoming sharp arrows.
Snapped!
The fist was indestructible. After breaking the sharp arrow, it still did not stop and was still flying.
The divine body was so strong that even the Hidden Sword could not react. The powerful divine radiance intertwined and instantly arrived in front of the Wind Hidden Sword.
"So strong?" Feng Hidden Sword was a little dazed, but subconsciously dodged, feeling the danger. As a genius, they may not be able to match their strength, but everyone's fighting consciousness is extraordinary and comparable.
He ducked and avoided a punch, but Yang Zhen immediately followed, greeting with both fists, and seven or eight fist shadows were waiting for him in an instant.
Look down on people, look down on people to begin with, hum!
The most true portrayal of Yang Zhen's heart.
The unparalleled momentum spread, almost covering the entire mountain top. In front of the absolute power, everything was like a chicken or a dog.
The Wushuangjue that Yang Zhen cultivates is just like that, crushing the enemy with strength and conquering everything with momentum.
The Wind Hidden Sword seems to know that he is outmatched. Seven or eight fist shadows are covering him, but after all, they are not covering all directions. He uses the gaps between the fist shadows to constantly dodge and compete with Canglan Hegemon for strength. He is not stupid. Jian already knew that there was a big gap between himself and Canglan Hegemony, but the gap did not mean victory.
Feng Hidden Sword smiled darkly in his heart, when your spiritual power is exhausted, it will be my time to counterattack.
But once again he was disappointed.
Seventy or eighty punches were struck in succession, each one more violent than the last, but the power did not decrease at all, and even the Wind Hidden Sword at this moment was forced to retreat.
"Wind Hidden Sword, defeat him..."
"Take out your trump card and let him have a taste of the strength of our Liangzhou genius."
"you can……"
He was talking all over the place, as if he was fighting. How could he bear to be intimidated like this?
It's a pity that they are not the Hidden Sword, and they don't know what kind of pressure the Hidden Sword is facing at this moment.
If they were the ones in the fight, they wouldn't be like this.
Yang Zhen had been deliberately building up the Wind Hidden Blade for a long time, and finally started to exert his strength.
"Ah..." Feng Xiujian felt aggrieved. He had never been suppressed like this since his debut. Coupled with the surrounding people fanning the flames, Feng Xiujian was completely angry.
"The wind sleeves the mountains and rivers, and every thought is a sword."
When the sword came out, the mountains and rivers were shocked.
A ten-level strong wind suddenly rolled up around him. There were swords hidden in the wind, and there were swords everywhere in the wind.
This is the Wind Hidden Blade.
Use the wind as your sword and use the wind to hide your sword.
Unpredictable and wonderful.
But he was still disappointed.
Because the moment he drew his sword, he saw a fist shadow above his head, like a huge mountain, falling down with a power that no one could match.
"What's happening here?"
"How could such a fist appear for no reason?" Everyone was confused.
Yang Zhen clearly didn't make a move just now, how could he suppress such an imposing fist?
"A bunch of idiots." Yang Pi scolded without any politeness.
It turns out that the shadow of Yang Zhen's seventy or eighty fists just now did not dissipate after the Wind Hidden Sword dodged. Instead, due to Yang Zhen's exquisite control, he hesitated and deliberately circled around, with the purpose of limiting the scope of the Wind Hidden Sword's movement. If this happens for a long time, the Wind Hidden Sword can be directly surrounded, making it impossible to escape.
But Yang Zhen didn't want to. After the Wind Hidden Sword had dodged seventy or eighty punches, he couldn't hold it any longer and used his trump card to have a real showdown with Yang Zhen.
Of course, Yang Zhen wouldn't be polite about such an opportunity.
He immediately gathered the power he exerted and used his superb control to gather the shadow of his fist, and this was how he punched at this moment.
With one punch, there is no way to avoid it.
And Yang Zhen wants to defeat the opponent when he is at his strongest. Only in this way can he prove his strength.
Cang Lan's domineering body, the divine body is inviolable.
"This is impossible...impossible..."
The Wind Hidden Sword had forgotten to control the sword he fired. His eyes were dull, staring at the fist, as if he had forgotten to resist.
One punch is unparalleled.
Reflected vividly.
Yang Ning looked at Yang Zhen at this moment and seemed to see a familiar figure. He at that time was not the same as him now, and he at that time was not the Yang Zhen now, but the two were so similar.
"Is it history repeating itself? Or is it familiarity by chance?" Yang Ning was confused.
Huhu...
On the top of the mountain, the fist pressed down, carrying a huge force, only to fall above the strong wind.
Click! Click...
The wind was shattered, and even the tenth level wind could not stop it.
Even the sword of the Wind Hidden Sword was shattered just after it was formed.
Rumble…
The dust and smoke rose, and everyone's sight was blocked, making it impossible to detect. Especially with such a powerful unparalleled potential, no one dared to detect it.
No one wants to be devastated by such a powerful unparalleled force.
"ah……"
A scream and roar came out at the same time, surging on the top of the mountain, echoing with terrifying power, intertwined together, and spread through the smoke and dust.
"wrong……"
"Is that a royal aura?" Someone keenly noticed that a royal aura was rising in it.
"Are you raising your royal aura?"
"Could it be that?" Everyone already knew it, but they were very unwilling to accept this fact.
"How could this happen? The Hidden Blade..."
"died……"
There was a certain sadness in the voice, this time the genius fell, but everyone knew that this was just the beginning.
really.
"Your Excellency, have you gone too far?" A voice sounded, and the sharp sword intent rose like a rocket.
"Do you have any objections?" Yang Zhen didn't feel any tiredness after the battle, and his brilliance remained the same, looking down on everything like the God of War in the Nine Heavens.
"Get down here." A sword light shot straight towards Yang Zhen's divine body.
"You came down as soon as you said you would. Wouldn't that make me lose face? Especially in front of my wife, what are your intentions?" He counterattacked fiercely, punched out, and faced the sword light.
"Be careful..." Yu Bing couldn't help but say something.
"Really, be careful." Compared to Yu Bing, Qin Ningyi is more direct, and her feelings are so deep that it is difficult to distinguish between true and false.
"Don't worry, your husband and I are invincible." Yang Zhen soared into the sky domineeringly, his brilliance blooming to the extreme. After a punch, he followed closely, with a square-shaped halberd in his hand.
Yang Zhen was domineering, but also meticulous. The opponent's sword must not be underestimated. At least it was not something that his current fists could compete with. Therefore, after a fist seal, Fang Tian immediately added a halberd and struck down with a strong diagonal strike. .
"Sword Sword Sect?"
"It was rumored that the Wind Hidden Sword had joined the Divine Sword Sect. Now it seems that the rumor is true..."
"It's a pity that the Hidden Blade is dead..."
"No wonder the Divine Sword Sect would take action."
When Yang Ning heard this, his eyes narrowed, and he saw Qingzhen's voice and shadow in the crowd. There was another person standing with him. His sword intent was soaring into the sky, and he instantly spotted Yang Ning's gaze.
When their eyes met, they already understood a lot of things.
It turned out that all this was not something Yang Zhen disliked on the surface, but premeditated.
Without thinking, he already understood that this was Qingzhen's plan to take advantage of the Shenjian Sect's greed.
boom!
Ding!
As expected by Yang Zhen, his fist mark was instantly penetrated by a sword and collided with Fang Tian's painted halberd.
But Yang Zhen's momentum strengthened again at this moment, and this disciple of the Divine Sword Sect could no longer compete with him.
Hoho…
On the top of the mountain, the disciple of the Divine Sword Sect fell back very quickly, his legs already bent, and a deep hole was created on the ground.
"You're still not good enough!" Yang Zhen shook his finger and shook it.
"No? Humph, let you try this." As he said that, he pointed his sword at the sky, and suddenly there was a thunderbolt from the sky.
Then the clouds rolled in.
"This is?"
"Excalibur's thunder-inducing technique?"
"I didn't expect Jingfan to have reached this level." The man next to Qingzhen said, seemingly a little surprised.
"The Divine Sword Leads Thunder Technique, I'm afraid..." Qingzhen wanted to say that he was defeated by the divine body, but in the end he did not say it in front of this great disciple of the Divine Sword Sect. After all, the other party was helping him now.
"Brother Qingzhen, don't worry. The divine sword is one of the four strongest in our sect. It has earth-shattering power. Even if it is a divine body, it will definitely make him shatter to pieces."
In the sky, a bolt of thunder rolled down and landed on the tip of Jingfan's sword.
The spirit sword trembled violently, seeming to move the heaven and earth.
Sizzling...
The air exploded, the divine thunder turned into a sword, and the sword was like divine thunder.
"Yu!" Jingfan was furious. As a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect, he had never been humiliated like this before. Even the Feng Xiu Sword was beheaded by him. The deep hatred was all in one sword.
The sails were stirred.
The spirit sword trembled and fell slowly.
Like a clear sky sinking, like a silver dragon striking across the sky, the entire mountaintop was shocked by this scene.
"The four major sword techniques of the Divine Sword Sect all have the power to destroy the heaven and the earth. I wonder if the divine body can block it?"
"Unstoppable."
"Hmph, this little sword technique is ridiculous..."
It was very slow, but everyone knew that this sword was inevitable.
"The Four Great Sword Techniques? You are a local chicken and a dog..." Yang Zhen snorted coldly, and Fang Tian danced his halberd.
