call--
A powerful aura passed overhead, lifting up countless rubbles and bricks from the roof.
He actually opened a skylight in Yang Gang's room, revealing a bright moonlit night sky.
"You stay here." Yang Gang said to Zhao Ling in his arms.
Jumped up to the roof and looked around.
Countless torches lit up the night sky in Sifang City. The Titans, who were rarely seen on weekdays, held torches and shuttled through the ice and snow streets in groups.
The sky in the distance.
A figure glowing with green light was flying out of the city at high speed.
'boom! '
There was a violent vibration, and a figure more than three meters tall was seen in the distance, stepping on the roofs, passing through the air, flying dozens of feet, chasing the green figure.
"The primordial spirit of the giant gods?"
Yang Gang couldn't help but frown, and just as he was thinking, 'Why doesn't he fly?', he saw the giant body of the Yuanshen Grandmaster soar into the sky, and slashed a huge silver spear forward from a distance.
The sword light condensed and formed in the air, traveling several miles away in an instant.
"town!"
An old voice suddenly sounded in the night sky, and another powerful breath flashed away.
The huge sword light suddenly stagnated.
The figure glowing with green light turned around in time and stabbed out seven swords in a row. The light of the sword met the light of the sword. From a distance, Yang Gang saw him suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, the long sword shattered, and his figure hit the ground.
"Chase!"
The Grandmaster of the Giant God Tribe shouted loudly, and his huge figure passed through the sky above Yang Gang's head. This time he was indeed flying, but his speed seemed to be a bit slower than when he was running with force just now.
"Fourth Master Lin."
Yang Gang looked at the direction where the two souls disappeared, thoughtfully.
The Green-Glowed Yuanshen Grandmaster just now was clearly the fourth master of the Lin family and Lin Wangbei's fourth uncle, who had a close relationship. That day outside Linbei City, Yang Gang saw with his own eyes his extremely fast swordsmanship of seven consecutive swords.
It's just that the dexterous and majestic Titan Heavenly Sword seems to be no match at all.
Boom boom boom.
In the center of the city in the distance, there were another terrifying aura fluctuations, and it seemed that many Yuanshen masters were fighting.
"Why are there so many masters of multiple gods?" Zhao Ling's voice sounded beside him.
At some point she also climbed onto the roof.
"Didn't I tell you not to come up?" Yang Gang couldn't help but shook his head and stared at the night sky. He muttered: "Back then, Giant God City captured more than one city, Linbei City. There are countless souls hidden in the cities of all sizes in the North. If they join forces, they can shake the rule of Giant God City."
"But Song Youque defeated twelve cities in a row with one sword and is now invincible in the North. Do they really have a chance if they join forces?" Zhao Ling was puzzled.
"Maybe there is, maybe there isn't."
Yang Gang shook his head and said: "At this grand meeting of the four directions, the giant gods released news that the Beihan Tribulation Monument had changed, and it might be the last one. It was to force them to take action. So not only the people from Linbei City came, but also the people from many cities who had not been exterminated The Yuanshen Grandmasters were also persuaded by them to unite."
"One is for revenge, and the other is... for the treasure of the Northern Cold Tribulation Monument. Even some cities that openly submit to the Giant God City may act according to the opportunity and take action secretly."
"This four-party gathering appears to be a grand gathering for the younger generation, but in fact it has evolved into a grand gathering for the older generation of soul masters."
"But they want to compete with the Giant God City, but they still lack someone who can compete with the Heavenly Saber head-on." The more he understood the Heavenly Saber Song Youque, the more Yang Gang understood how powerful the other party was.
One person can suppress the Northland for three hundred years, which is not something that ordinary Yuanshen masters can easily accomplish.
Just saying.
Suddenly a white lightning flashed across the sky in the distance, seeming to split the night into two.
After taking a closer look, I realized that it was clearly a condensed sword light that split into twelve points in the night sky, and suddenly there were twelve vibrations in the deep night sky.
The sword light dissipated.
The sky was filled with colorful lights, and powerful auras quickly fled in all directions.
"Heavenly Sword?"
Yang Gang's heart sank, and the black knife with gold patterns in his hand buzzed and trembled. Even though he was far away, he could still feel the aura of the powerful swordsmanship.
It's like the supreme sword in a sword. Once it is unsheathed, all the swordsmen in the Sifang City will surrender instinctively.
When the heavenly sword comes out, it is like the power of heaven.
With just one strike, he defeated the combined efforts of twelve Yuanshen Grandmasters!
"Boom~~~" A loud noise suddenly came from a building not far away, and then fell down in pieces. The two powerful auras chased each other, and fierce battles broke out from time to time.
"Lin Ruibo... hand over the key, and I might let you go."
The rough voice of the giant gods echoed in the night sky.
"key?"
Yang Gang's heart moved, why is there another key?
He handed the gold-patterned black sword to Zhao Ling and said, "Hide it in the inn and I'll come back when I go."
"Yang..." Zhao Ling stretched out his hand in the air, and Yang Gang had already turned around and jumped down, blending into the darkness.
After a while.
Yang Gang had already changed his clothes, took off the iconic golden mask on his face, covered his face with a black hat, and quietly sneaked towards the fighting position.
Boom, boom, boom!
The Titan's primordial spirit is like a bulldozer, wielding violent sword energy and rampaging through the streets. I don’t know how many lives were accidentally injured. Fourth Master Lin was like a nimble civet cat, using the obstacles of buildings to evade pursuit time and time again.
In the blink of an eye, he left behind a large number of pursuing Sifang City people.
Yang Gang saw that he was about to be thrown away even with his own speed, so he quickly jumped onto a roof and observed the surrounding environment. After a while, his eyes narrowed and he ran straight towards the dark neighborhood.
That is the area where ordinary people in Sifang City live, and it is also where Fourth Master Lin and others are most likely to hide. This city has a radius of hundreds of miles. As long as you get rid of the entanglement of Yuanshen Grandmaster, it will be difficult to find anyone for a while.
After a while.
Yang Gang hid his figure under a roof, took a deep breath, and gathered all his breath.
Like a black cat in the dark night, quietly dormant waiting for the opportunity.
"coming."
There was a fierce battle sound, getting closer and closer.
Yang Gang's whole body was tense, ready to go, and he was ready to fight for his life. Since acquiring the 'Three Refinements of Ice Spirit' technique, he has understood how to condense the energy and blood of his body into Gang Qi.
The golden body of the Great Sun Demon God, possessing the power of three dragons and three elephants, can advance to the True Gang Realm with just a thought.
But facing a strong person who is in the realm of Yuanshen, the odds are against him.
But... Yang Gang's mind was filled with thoughts and his eyes were fixed on the front. Regardless of whether the 'key' in Mr. Lin's hand was true or false, he guessed that it might be the key used by the other party to lure the souls of all parties to take action.
The value is definitely not small.
Tonight's 'grand event' is more like a plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain. Twelve Yuanshen Grandmasters were dispatched just to divert the attention of the Heavenly Sword. Finally, Fourth Master Lin took the 'key' and escaped from the center of the city.
Perhaps he had gotten what he wanted from the Beihan Tribulation Monument.
If there is a chance, Yang Gang still plans to take a risk.
boom!
The fierce battle drew closer.
A ray of green light fought and retreated, avoiding the sharp edge of the overbearing giant god's heavenly sword, and headed straight for this dark street.
suddenly.
A crimson sword light shot out from the darkness, filled with bloodthirsty, cold and crazy killing intent.
He slashed at Mr. Lin from the side.
Yang Gang only saw a red shadow flashing in the darkness.
