Prehistoric Gourd Supreme

Chapter 66
Lightning is drawn from snow out of thin air, and a three-foot black awn slashes bloodlines.

With a single stroke of the knife, heavy snow flew, and the snow scene filled the sky. When the knife was put away and stood, everything was quiet, and there was only a red line in the world of falling snow, and the Yin Hong was dazzling.

Hu Xiaotian raised the White Tiger Saber high, his body was blood red and spewed mist, his eyes widened, and he looked at Zhang Yang holding the black knife in disbelief. .

"Hey, Patriarch, why don't you do it, and kill this despicable and shameless villain with the White Tiger Sword!"

"It's the patriarch, why are you hesitating, hurry up and kill this dog thief who wants to take the blood of our Holy Spirit!"

Watching Hu Xiaotian raise the White Tiger Divine Saber aloft for a long time, the members of the White Tiger Clan who were watching the battle felt a little anxious and impatient, so they urged Hu Xiaotian to do it quickly.

Boom!Hu Xiaotian, holding the knife aloft, was stunned, crawled forward, and fell hard on the ground...
"The Patriarch..."

Seeing Hu Xiaotian fall to the ground suddenly, the Baihu clansmen who called Hu Xiaotian at the back stopped him instantly when they were about to urge him to do it again, and the excited expression on their faces froze instantly, and they stared blankly lying on the ground Hu Xiaotian even forgot about the others.

"This... how is it possible!" Feng Wu's eyes widened suddenly, her face full of horror and disbelief, and she instinctively took a few steps forward, no matter what, she didn't believe that Hu Xiaotian was defeated, it was still so straightforward and thorough!
Others don't know how powerful Hu Xiaotian is, but she knows it very well. In addition, her temper is not very good. Hu Xiaotian is a white tiger who is naturally aggressive. When they meet together, they fight tit for tat. She came back in a big defeat, and then Hu Xiaotian bullied her too hard, Feng Wu became angry, and directly called five or six Taiyi Immortals of the Feng Clan to besiege Hu Xiaotian, wanting to teach a harsh lesson, but Feng Wu Bringing a few Taiyi immortals, they were all laid down by Hu Xiaotian. At this time, Feng Wu knew how powerful Hu Xiaotian was, and he was invincible at the same level.

It was because he knew too well how powerful Hu Xiaotian was that he couldn't believe what he saw, let alone Hu Xiaotian, who claimed to be invincible at the same level, was defeated by a person of the same level.

Feng Wu looked at Hu Xiaotian who was lying on the ground, her mind was a little messy, she stood there blankly, not speaking for a long time,

"This tiger has actually lost? Isn't it?" Xuan Kong was also a little confused, thinking that he was a firework, rubbed his eyes again, and widened his eyes to see that Hu Xiaotian was indeed lying on the ground, defeated, and suddenly looked at him. Zhang Yang showed a hint of horror.

Although the Xuanwu clan likes to be quiet and not to move, sometimes they practice supernatural powers and compete in martial arts. Xuankong and Hu Xiaotian have also fought many times. Xuankong's defense is naturally not bad, but every time he faces Hu Xiaotian, Xuankong feels a headache. Facing the White Tiger Sword, he can defend, but facing Hu Xiaotian's pervasive killing aura, he has nothing to do. So every time you lose.

"Blazing the wind and snow with one blade, this blade skill is amazing!" Lang Jianfeng stared wide-eyed, ignoring Hu Xiaotian who was lying on the ground, but staring at Zhang Yang, his eyes were full of horror, and at the same time there was a trace of fear in his eyes. scorching hot.

Sword skills are better than supernatural powers, but they are more powerful than supernatural powers. Supernatural powers are mysterious, unpredictable, and in line with their own attributes. There is no sword skill. , One knife breaks everything.

If you want to practice sword skills, you must have a completed inheritance. This inheritance is not only a skill, but also a completed perception image. Zhang Yang can use such a powerful sword skill. He must have the inheritance of some ancient power. Jian Feng looked at him with fiery eyes.

"No... how could the patriarch lose? If you don't want to..."

Hu Qianjun looked at Hu Xiaotian who was lying on the ground, his eyes were dull, his eyes were out of focus, disbelief was on his face, and there was a sense of frustration in his body.

A trace of fear flashed in Long Tian's eyes. Although he knew that Zhang Yang was very powerful, he did not expect Zhang Yang to be so powerful, defeating the tiger roaring in one blow, which almost exceeded his expectations.

No, Calabash Taoist is so powerful, if he doesn't get rid of, my Dragon Clan will be in danger.Long Tian was frightened by the power displayed by Zhang Yang, his heart was in a mess, and he kept thinking about how to deal with Zhang Yang.

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Things were not as outsiders saw it, the snow sealed the world with a single knife, almost took away [-]% of Zhang Yang's mana, almost hollowed out his body, his body was weak, his face was pale, but Zhang Yang's eyes were sharp.

The only reason why he was able to use such powerful sword skills was not because of Zhang Yang's own cultivation, but because the sword-wielding figure in his mind merged into Zhang Yang's body, and the sword was not Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang just swung the sword instinctively.

However, after the knife was used, the figure wielding the knife turned into an aura and merged into Zhang Yang's body, and all the perceptions poured into Zhang Yang's primordial spirit, and Zhang Yang could be considered to have mastered this knife.

Standing still, Zhang Yang performed the exercises to recover his mana, and at the same time, he carefully realized the earth-shattering, unpredictable slash just now, and the infinite wind and snow sword flowed in his heart, and was slowly mastered by him, turning into his own cultivation. Because, Taoism is also slowly improving.

After a long time, Zhang Yang opened his eyes, his cultivation was restored, and he also mastered the Xuefeng Tiandi knife, two golden lights shot out from his eyes, he let out a long breath, and looked down at the motionless Hu Xiaotian lying on the ground.

Zhang Yang knew in his heart that the reason why he killed Hu Xiaotian was not because of his cultivation, but because Hu Xiaotian didn't understand Zhang Yang, and because of his own arrogance, he always thought that he was invincible at the same level. Shem is still as high as a mountain?

"A top-grade innate spirit treasure? Not bad!"

Looking at the White Tiger Sword on the ground, Zhang Yang's eyes lit up, and his heart was full of heat. He didn't have many high-grade innate spirit treasures, and even fewer attack types. Once he sucked in his big hand, the White Tiger Sword would prevent him from inhaling it into his hand.

Suddenly, the White Tiger Divine Knife buzzed, bursting out the saber energy, like a torrent, with endless murderous intent, they went straight to Zhang Yang's head and killed them.
"What a strong spirituality!"

Seeing the sword qi coming from all over the sky, Zhang Yang showed a trace of surprise, and became more eager for the White Tiger Sword. With a big wave of his hand, he directly performed the Great Teleportation of the Universe, knocked all the flying sword energy aside, and stretched out his hand straight to the White Tiger Sword. catch.

Buzz!
After missing a hit, the White Tiger Divine Knife blew softly again, as if unwilling to reconcile, it turned into a white light, and before Zhang Yang could react, it flew directly to the top of the head of the White Tiger Clan Zhonghu Qianjun, and then entered his body ,Disappear.

Such a spiritual treasure flew away before Zhang Yang could use the magic light to seize the treasure, and Zhang Yang showed a regretful expression.

"What a thief, dare to kill the patriarch of the Bai clan, you will kill me!"

Hu Qianjun also reflected at this time, his eyes were red, and he went out directly with an innate spirit treasure, his face was full of murderous intent, and he was about to kill Zhang Yang in a frenzy.

Several members of the same clan were shocked, and hugged him tightly. Even the patriarch is his opponent, and Hu Qianjun will die if he goes there. The death of such a genius is a huge loss to Baihu, not to mention revenge for the patriarch. It might fall on him, but even so, Hu Qianjun still stared at Zhang Yang.

Feng Wu, Xuankong, Longtian, and Longdi all remained silent and said nothing. Everyone had their own ghosts, and no one thought about the righteousness of the same clan and avenged Hu Xiaotian together.

"Long Tian, ​​since you promised to give me the blood of the holy god, please give me the holy blood!"

In everyone's eyes, Zhang Yang walked to the square step by step with a black knife in his hand. People who met him all stepped aside in horror, and came to Long Tian's body. He said calmly, but a trace of murderous intent spread in his heart. .

"The holy blood is in the four-element and myriad-transformation cauldron."

Resisting Zhang Yang's indifferent gaze, Long Tian's body trembled instinctively, avoiding Zhang Yang's gaze, pointed to the Sixiang Wanhua cauldron on the altar, and said.

"Go get it for me!"

"I..." Long Tian was startled, raised his head suddenly, faced Zhang Yang's cold gaze, his heart trembled, he had no doubt that Zhang Yang would kill him with his actions at this time, so he nodded and walked towards the altar.

But it also made him very disappointed. He thought that Zhang Yang would go up to the altar, so he activated the Sixiang Wanhua cauldron and shocked him to death. Unexpectedly, Zhang Yang didn't go up, but he didn't care, he still had Sixiang Big array.

The surrounding area was quiet, just now I was shocked by Zhang Yang's shocking slash of the knife, and I was afraid in my heart. Someone took it away, or was taken away by the enemy who killed the patriarch. I feel aggrieved and angry.

Hu Qianjun even watched Zhang Yang gnash his teeth, showing resentment, clenched his fists tightly, like a hungry wolf that hasn't eaten for a few days, wishing to go up and eat Zhang Yang,
The audience was silent, everyone looked at Zhang Yang with envy and hatred, and then watched Long Tian seal the blood of the Holy God in a jade bottle prepared in advance with the Sixiang Wanhua cauldron, and then walked towards Zhang Yang.

Instantly.A loud voice sounded in the air of the square: "Haha, how can such a grand event be without my seat!"

A white light flashed, and a white figure floated from outside the square, stepping on mysterious and mysterious steps, as fast as lightning, bypassing the crowd, and went straight to grab the jade bottle in Long Tian's hand on the altar...

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