Prehistoric Gourd Supreme

Chapter 98 Didn't you eat?Work harder (Second update)

Sorry, everyone, I have been delayed by something, and I will post these two together
"Bastard! Calabash Taoist is too arrogant, you want to die!"

Hong Yun, Zhen Yuanzi, and Mo Ling were furious, and they roared in unison, their cold eyebrows raised coldly, and they waved ten thousand spells with both hands.

The three of them jumped up, moved in the void, finished the characters, surrounded Zhang Yang in the middle, pinched the magic formula with their hands, each using their supernatural powers, and the three murderous dragons rushed towards Zhang Yang.

Mo Ling took the lead, wearing colorful rays of light, illuminating the sky, converging in his hands, mana surged, and condensed into a three-foot colorful sword light, which was chilling and charged towards Zhang Yang.

Zhen Yuanzi's whole body was khaki-yellow, his eyes were cold, and with a wave of his sleeves, sand and rocks flew away, and the surrounding mountains rose from the ground, and they all rushed towards Zhang Yang.

Hongyun Yuanshen hadn't recovered, so he couldn't use his supernatural powers, so he could only rely on the body of the cloud to roam around, taking advantage of Zhang Yang's weak defenses to carry out sneak attacks.

"Hey, let me tell you that the three of you haven't eaten, why are you attacking Ruan Mian Mian, work harder!"

Zhang Yang looked up to the sky and laughed loudly. Seeing the three of them coming together, their supernatural powers did not frighten Zhang Yang. Instead, his blood boiled and his fighting spirit erupted. road.

"Do it harder?"

The corner of Di Jun's mouth twitched, and he looked at Zhang Yang with a strange expression on his face, not knowing what to say, even he had to avoid the attack of the three of them, this Calabash Taoist is not powerful enough?Is he stupid?Or is it mentally ill?

"Made, this gourd Taoist is a complete lunatic!" Ran Deng was speechless for a while, then shook his head, and could only curse secretly to comment on Zhang Yang.

"court death!"

When Mo Ling, Zhen Yuanzi, and Hong Yun heard Zhang Yang's words, their faces were darkened, and fire hit their foreheads. They had used [-]% of their mana, but suddenly raised it to [-]%. He even threw his life at Zhang Yang.

"Haha, this is just like a man!"

Zhang Yang smiled heartily, his blood began to boil, two rays of divine light erupted from his eyes, his profound kung fu was running, he was holding a black knife, and a three-foot black glow spewed out from the knife, staring at the sky-filled mountain peaks and the seven-colored giant sword, he directly cast the method of moving heaven and earth.

From the gaps of the mountain peaks falling from the sky, it quietly passed through like a ghost, and like a snake passing through its hole, skillfully dodged all kinds of attacks from Zhen Yuanzi, and then came to him, the black knife with a black light, slammed at him Zhen Yuanzi fell.

Among the three, Hong Yun was injured, the weakest, no threat, Mo Ling was more weird, Zhen Yuanzi was more mediocre, Zhang Yang preferred him, as long as Zhen Yuanzi was dealt with, Mo Ling would be easy.

"This calabash Taoist is fighting Mo Ling, Zhen Yuanzi, and Hong Yun with a useless knife? Is there a mistake?" Ran Deng stared, his face full of disbelief, thinking he had misread, rubbed his eyes, and looked again. I was sure I read it right, and I was speechless for a moment.

"..." Di Jun also stared, watching Zhang Yang charge up with a black knife, full of black lines, put a good top-level spirit treasure, and take a useless knife without aura to fight with him , this gourd Taoist is always unexpected.

Where did this come from? !
"..." Mo Ling and Zhen Yuanzi both twitched the corners of their mouths, their foreheads were full of black lines, their faces were as dark as they should be, and they fought the three of us with a broken knife, and asked us to work harder.

Is there something wrong with the gourd Taoist's mind?
With a single slash, Zhang Yang used his combat skills to cover the world with snow, and the slash fell accompanied by wind and snow. The rolling chill directly locked on Zhen Yuanzi, making him stand upside down with hairs all over his body, and cold sweat broke out on his back. Zhen Yuanzi's face suddenly changed drastically. The blackness instantly turned into horror, because the useless knife in his eyes suddenly turned into a world of wind and snow.

As soon as the black knife came out, the situation changed, and snowflakes fell every inch.

The world of wind and snow is so bright, plum blossoms appear three feet away.

The rolling chill hit Zhen Yuanzi's body and mind, and snowflakes fell from the sky and fell on him. Although he didn't feel his duty to kill, he felt a strong crisis. Zhen Yuanzi didn't dare to neglect, and directly gathered the power of the earth. The strength turned into golden, and the simple shield protected the whole body.

Silently, a black light flashed, and a black knife stood out in the world of wind and snow. With endless coldness, it shattered through the air, and slashed fiercely on Zhen Yuanzi's condensed earth shield.

Click!
The peerless sharpness of the black knife can cut off even low-grade innate spirit treasures, let alone Zhen Yuanzi's condensed earth protection shield?Hei Dao stopped at the sound, and the speed of the black knife did not decrease, still accompanied by snowflakes, looking at Zhen Yuanzi's body.

"not good!"

Zhen Yuanzi showed surprise, without even thinking about it, he thought about communicating with himself the best innate spiritual treasure book, a yellow light flew out of his body, blocking the black knife.

Boom boom boom!
Dishu trembled for a while, the yellow light on his body was flickering, and with a soft cry, he got into Zhen Yuanzi's body again. With the huge counter-shock force, Zhen Yuanzi was also forced to take a few steps back, and the black knife was bounced back.

"This black knife can actually compete with the best innate spirit treasure?"

Mo Ling, Di Jun, and Ran Deng were all taken aback, their eyes filled with disbelief, and they couldn't believe that the useless knife in their eyes was fighting with the book of the best innate spiritual treasure. And faintly had the upper hand, if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't believe it was true even if they were killed.

"This gourd Taoist is really evil. It's okay to have a treasure-hunting magical power that attracts people's hatred. He just took out a black knife to fight against the top-grade innate spirit treasure. What a fucking dog!"

From Mo Ling's seven-color soul-stirring light, the extraterrestrial demon, the Qixuan Seizing Mirror, to the current black sword, they all thought that it was impossible for Zhang Yang to turn around, but Zhang Yang was unexpected every time, and beat them again and again. Face, it has become a professional slap in the face.

Although Mo Ling was shocked, his hands didn't stop. Zhen Yuanzi stepped back, and he pressed up behind him. The seven-colored sword glowed with dazzling cold light, as fast as thunder, and pierced Zhang Yang directly, which had the meaning of the nine heavens of sword light and coldness.

After the snow covered the sky and the earth drifted past, the knife swept the Tianhe River from the sky.

The sword is useless, Zhang Yang's body turns, the black sword reverses, and the sword is slashed out. The wind and thunder in the nine heavens, the water from the sky and the earth come from all directions, converging into the Milky Way and rolling the curtain, and the water waves are rolling and urging the sword to move.

Click!

The seven-colored sword light cracked like porcelain, the waves of the knife wave rolled, and the faint force of the rolling river smashed the seven-colored sword light into pieces and flew in all directions.

The black knife is still moving forward, crossing the half-moon curve, the endless light of the knife is like sweeping the fallen leaves in autumn, sweeping across the four directions, engulfing Zhen Yuanzi and Mo Ling, and the big waves roll in all directions.

"Extreme God Slash!"

One sword failed, seeing Zhang Yang coming again with the sword, Mo Ling's face was serious, he didn't expect Zhang Yang to use such a powerful combat skill, it was far beyond his expectation, he suffered repeated setbacks in Zhang Yang's hands, which made him feel a little bit It's uncomfortable, and the cold eyes can make the water freeze, and directly resort to the killer.

Absolute God Slash is the top combat skill of the Heavenly Demon God Clan. It is easy to slash immortals and eliminate demons when it is cultivated to great success. Moreover, the higher the cultivation level, the more people kill, the stronger the power of Absolute God Slash will be.

A white sword light flew out from Mo Ling's hand, with murderous intent, accompanied by blood mist, fierce murderous intent, made the aura in the surrounding air condense one after another, turned into ice chips, and even rushed straight to the nine heavens, stirring the Nine Heavens Thunder, Go straight to Zhang Yang.

With a sword in the nineteen states of Guanghan, the flying immortals from outside the sky also fell their heads.

Who will rule the roost with millions of combat skills?Heavenly Demon God is at the top.

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Seeing the black knife rolling the long river, Zhen Yuanzi's face changed drastically. He felt that Zhang Yang's knife was a hundred times stronger than before. Without thinking about it, he cast teleportation, and his body suddenly disappeared. When he reappeared, it was already on the top of Zhang Yang's head, silently There is no breath, the aura of heaven and earth does not even fluctuate at all.

A trace of hotness flashed in Zhen Yuanzi's eyes, his big hand exuded a yellow light, and there was a khaki thunder in the palm, electric sparks flickered, and with endless thunder, he suddenly slapped Zhang Yang on the top of his head.

Hong Yun also quietly appeared behind Zhang Yang at this time, with a transparent dagger condensed in his hand, carrying a strong breath of death, like a ghost at night, a stern look flashed in his eyes, and a ripple was drawn in the air, fiercely towards Zhang Yang's head To stab.

In the front, there was Mo Lingjue's divine slash, and in the back, there was a ghostly flash of red cloud.

Thunder in the palm of the overwhelming sky, besieged on all sides and nowhere to fly!
(End of this chapter)