Zhang Guifang was stunned!

Both sides of the battle between the field were also stunned!

Everyone stopped moving, turned their heads and looked at the young man who suddenly killed Feng Lin and forced Zhang Guifang to wield his long scale.

This man was a Taoist, with a naive face, wearing a cloud crown, wearing a hydrated suit, timbered silk on his waist, and straw sandals on his feet, looking like a wild man in the mountains and a firewood hunter.

But it was such a young man, such a wild man in the mountains, who had not taken action, instantly killed Feng Lin, the descendant of Feng Hou, and hit Zhang Guifang's Anbang and shaken Libra.

You know, once Zhang Guifang's Anbang shakes the Libra, it will be...it's momentum is like thunder and its movement is like spirit. In an instant, thousands of gun shadows can be swung out, which cannot be seen clearly by the naked eye.

Moreover, Zhang Guifang has been famous for a long time and is a fellow practitioner of physical and magic. When the two are united, they are as strong as the Taishi Wen of the court. If they are evil, Yu Hua will probably not be able to catch his Anbang and shake the Libra with empty hands, let alone force him to stop so lightly.

But... this foot was casually stepped on the front of the long scale, and forced Zhang Guifang to stop in place.

After a very short shock, a loud bang came out, and it started from the junction of the foot and the long scale.

"boom!"

This loud noise seemed very inconsistent compared to such gentle contact.

However, with the loud noise, it was not the foot that broke, but the straw sandals on the foot.

The feet are very strong, but the straw sandals are just ordinary things. How can they not be broken under the huge force of both sides?

"Come!"

With a crisp sound, the straw sandals broke from the lace at the front thumb, and then broke back along the structure of the straw sandals, breaking inch by inch. The huge power of Anbang's scale of Libra was transmitted upwards by the force stopped by this foot, shattering the straw sandals and shattering half of the trouser legs.

But... Zhang Guifang's grand power could only shatter half of her trouser legs after all, and she could no longer move up an inch, an inch...

"Who are you?"

At this moment, Zhang Guifang calmed down after a brief shock and asked in a cold voice.

Before the young man could speak, Jiang Ziya roared: "The hero must not tell the name! This guy is strange and has the technique of 'falling off the horse', so he must not tell him."

The young man smiled slightly, but his eyes were calm and indifferent that was not consistent with his age. He stepped on the head of the long scale, with a light blue sky behind him and a pretty rosy body, looking very beautiful.

After a moment, he ignored Jiang Ziya's reminder and spoke plainly: "I am Jinxia Cave in Yuquan Mountain, under the jurisdiction of Yuding Zhenren, with the surname Yang and his name is Jian. He is ordered by his master to come and follow Master Jiang Ziya to listen to it."

My people?

Senior brother Yu Ding Zhenren’s apprentice?

Jiang Ziya was instantly ecstatic!

"No matter who you are, die for me!"

Zhang Guifang was furious. Although he knew that this young man named "Yang Jian" was powerful, but who could stop him from "name-calling"? Moreover, Yang Jian called Jiang Ziya as his uncle and was obviously the third generation of disciples of the Academic Sect. How strong can a mere three generations of disciples? Didn't he just learn a few magic tricks because of his origin in the famous mansion?

In the words, Zhang Guifang's voice rolled like thunder, and suddenly roared everywhere. When it echoed, the air around it rolled, as if it was about to be exploded. At the same time, his huge power of true energy rose directly into the sky, and his speed was so fast that he headed straight for Yang Jian.

"Boom!"

Zhang Guifang did not use spells easily at first, but at this time he was furious, the spell and body were activated at the same time. The huge power of true energy surrounded him and condensed in the air, forming a huge palm, slapped at Yang Jian.

Although Yang Jian was young, he lived a lonely life in childhood and had seen too much blood, so he was very determined to kill. Therefore, his master brought him back to the mountains and asked him to chop wood all day long and hide his intention to kill.

At this moment, Master Tiangao was far away and Yang Jian’s murderous intent showed, but he did not dodge at all. He stepped on Anbang’s spear to shake the Libra and took a step forward.

At this step, his body instantly touched the coming giant hand. A loud bang echoed, and the giant hand collapsed immediately, and Yang Jian was unscathed and had already walked in front of Zhang Guifang. When his right hand was raised, he was about to pinch Zhang Guifang's neck lightly. It seemed that he wanted to lift Zhang Guifang, a famous general in the Shang Dynasty, as if he was a kitten and puppy.

Damn it!

Zhang Guifang cursed in her heart, her face changed. When she retreated, she swung her sleeves and rushed out of ten soul beasts, exuding a terrifying aura, and headed straight for Yang Jian.

Yang Jian did not dodge or dodge. A golden light flashed on his body wearing mao. The ten soul beasts collapsed immediately, without any qualification to block them. They still raised their right hand and were lightly trying to grab Zhang Guifang's neck.

Zhang Guifang was shocked. In the face of a strong life-and-death crisis, he shouted suddenly: "Yang Jian has not got off his horse yet, when will he wait?"

When Jiang Ziya heard the way out, her chrysanthemums suddenly tightened, but Yang Jian still stretched out his right hand lightly to grab Zhang Guifang's neck, as if even Jiang Ziya was extremely afraid of "falling his name" and had no effect on him.

Zhang Guifang was true at this moment... confused!

At this time, Yang Jian seemed to have replaced the sky, and the momentum it raised was like the power of heaven. No matter what, it seemed, could not stop Yang Jian's body.

This made a terrifying thought suddenly pop up in his mind, and he blurted out: "The body becomes a saint, and will not touch all things?"

Yang Jian ignored him and said nothing. Although there was only peace in his cold eyes, this peace was manifested after his murderous intention reached its extreme.

"Boom boom boom!"

As his right hand got closer, Zhang Guifang's body echoed loudly, his armor split into pieces, his face changed continuously, and he took several breaths of air conditioning. He did not expect that this disciple of the three generations of the Ancestral Sect would be so terrifying.

"He has not used magic, nor has he taken out magic weapons, he is just a physical body!!"

"Damn it, how far his physical body has reached, the magic weapon is invalid and the magic power cannot be shaken. What kind of physical body is this!"

At this moment, Zhang Guifang, who was not in a hurry to face the nine generals of Xiqi, was actually scared. He was afraid to the extreme. He has never been so afraid of a monk until now.

As the mind changes, Zhang Guifang bit the tip of her tongue and spit out her natal essence and blood, burning vitality in exchange for faster speed.

"call out!"

Suddenly, he retreated a hundred miles.

But... Yang Jian's light right hand also walked a hundred miles in a flash.

The posture between the two still remains unchanged.

"boom!"

Finally, Yang Jian's right hand fell on Zhang Guifang, and the latter made his throat open at the critical moment and was grabbed onto his left arm.

Suddenly, a powerful force spread to Yang Jian's right hand through him.

??ps: Come on, guess the hidden attributes of Brother Shen???

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(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!