Chapter 1242: No matter how hard it is, I am afraid of the kitchen knife!

Damn, this is the first time to fight with Mo Xiu, making it very nervous.
Yang Zhen, carrying a big missing sword, twirled around Shuya, thinking about the angle to start with.
"Kowloon fellow, is there anything you should pay attention to when fighting with Mo Xiu?"
After a long while, Yang Zhen turned around and asked Kowloon.
Hearing this, there was a hint of bitter smile on Jiulong's face. There are still a few places to talk about where attention is needed. It was precisely through this opportunity that I spoke to Yang Zhen.
Who knew that Jiulong hadn't spoken yet, he heard Yang Zhen muttering, as if talking to himself.
"Dig the grass, just go round and round up and cut it, or do you have to shout two martial arts names to improve your momentum? This is the first fight with Moxiu. , I already know to buy a manual to see it."
Yang Zhen's voice is not very loud, but what everyone is doing at the scene is almost all heard, and they are heard without words.
The corners of everyone's mouth began to smoke, and Hua Youyue and Han Yan'er even fluttered.
"Just talk too much!" Han Yaner pursed her lips and glared at Yang Zhen, but the smile in her eyes betrayed her.
Obviously, when Yang Zhen said these words, there was a little less worry in the hearts of the two.
Yang Zhen, the still has a joke up to now, he must be sure that he will not die in the hands of Shuya at least.
The cheap cat listened with both eyes shining, and said to Yang Zhen: "Boy, there is a place you should pay attention to."
Suddenly Yang Zhen turned to look at the cheap cat and asked, "Where?"
The cheap cat pondered for a moment, and said seriously: "Don't always break the chrysanthemum and poke the flower, anyway, it is also a demon, giving others a face."
"roll!"
Yang Zhen glared: "How far is it to get away from Bensao Sheng!"
Roar--!
This is not a roar of a cheap cat, but a roar of Shuya, a pair of eyes turned blood red, and blood was all in the black air waves on his body.
Obviously, Shuya has been irritated by the two jerks Yang Zhen and Cheap Cat.
"Bad boy, don't kill you today, the deity vows not to be a person, but there is Kowloon on the side. Even if there are hundreds of human monks besieging, the deity will let you die today."
Rumble!
The terrifying qi wave turned over the river and the sea, and countless black gas turned into sword awns, rushing towards Yang Zhen.
The horror of tearing the space, everyone watching took a breath and hurried towards the distance.
However, after all, everyone knows the harm of Devil Qi, just like Shuya can't let Yang Zhen go today, and many Dao Xiu presents can't let Mozun Shuya leave.
Once the cliff escapes today, the consequences may be unimaginable.
As many monks dispersed, they sparsely surrounded the cliff and sealed all his retreats.
Yang Zhen didn't notice this. When he saw Shuya rushing up, he burst into laughter, and a terrible wave broke out in his hand. The sword pointed at Shuya and said, "Your mother didn't tell you not to go out. Just set up a flag?"
boom--!
As soon as the words fell, Yang Zhen also stood up, and between the tumbling waves of his body, there was a terrifying mysterious golden breath rising into the sky.
Just kidding, is this sao saint also a holy realm?
In the same realm, Ben Sao Sheng has never encountered any powerful opponents. How long does Mozun have a head?
On the side, Jiulong sneered again and again, staring at Shuya and stood up to join the battle group.
boom!
The world is turbulent, the law is roaring, and there is a wave of horrible law, which is like a tide in the air.
Yang Zhen was retreated, and said to Jiulong Shengzun, who also flew back, "We two bully a demon zun, aren't we a little bit outright?"
Jiulong Jiuzong pondered for a moment, and said solemnly: "I think it can."
Yang Zhen laughed and said, "Like me, I think it's okay!"
The two looked at each other and rushed towards Shaya shamelessly.
Fang Cai was shocked once, although Yang Zhen and Jiulong were shocked, but Shuya obviously didn't get any benefits. After falling back thousands of feet, he stopped. The killing inside permeated.
"The boy is careful, Shuya moves."
Kowloon reminded Yang Zhen on the side.
Yang Zhen waved his hand and said, "I still moved to kill the duck, eat my sword!"
At the speed of Yang Zhen at this time, Da Sheng was unable to see how Yang Zhen rushed to the side of the cliff. It was too fast. It spanned thousands of feet in almost one step.
In his hand, there is a great lack of sword and black air, and between the evil shadow and black roaring and roaring, the black air that covers the sky and the sun is surrounded by Yang Zhen.
Roar!
A shocking roar came, but Yang Zhen's expression was condensed.
Between Xu Zhen, a black ray of light flashed past Yang Zhen. Yang Zhen made a terrible shock at the mouth.
boom--!
The space was torn apart, and the huge impact drove Yang Zhen out. The cliff was also uncomfortable, but the grin on his face became even more weird.
Yang Zhen stared blankly at the big missing sword in his hand, his face full of mom selling criticism.
broken!
The big missing sword that has always been with Yang Zhen, like a brother, was broken by the Shuya.
A trace of anger flashed on Yang Zhen's face, staring at Shuya and said, "Big brother, you're done. The last person who angered me is probably reincarnated."
Shuya laughed, the black awn flashed in his hand, and the dreaded sword awn fell from the sky, surrounding him.
"Boy, although the Paladin in your hand is good, but where is the opponent of the treasure of the world, this sword has not killed you, the deity is already a little surprised, but the next sword, if you can survive..."
"Bullying again, can you die without bragging!"
Yang Zhen stood up and rushed towards the cliff.
There was a trace of disdain on Shuya's face, and the dark sword in his hand suddenly turned into a black line, breaking into the air instantly, and the fragments of the void flying around.
"Yang Xiaoyou is careful and cannot be beaten!"
Jiulong changed his face and hurried towards Yang Zhen.
Heaven and Earth are not treasures. It is not comparable to the Holy Soldiers. Yang Zhen’s strength is not actually lost to Jiulong Jiuzun or Mozun Shuya. It is just a big lack of sword in his hand.
However, Yang Zhen didn't seem to hear the words of Jiulong, his speed didn't decrease, and he immediately ran into Shuya next moment.
Shu Ya's face changed and she sneered and said, "Joke, a Taoist, should you compare with the deity's physical strength?"
Say, Shuya laughed, and put away the dark and dark treasures in his hand. In the roar, his figure rose in response to the storm, and he broke through three feet in the blink of an eye.
Two horror fists flashing black light came towards Yang Zhen~EbookFREE.me~ directly pushed Yang Zhen to ignorance.
"Who wants to compare with your physical strength?"
Yang Zhen blinked at Shuya and took out the Xingquan sword.
"I still have a sword!"
"you!"
Shu Ya's face changed a lot, and it was too late to think about it.
How fast Yang Zhen cut a pair of fists with a sword, suddenly blood raging.
No matter how hard it is, I am afraid of the kitchen knife!
Jiulong froze in place, looking at Shuya like a fool.
It was this guy at that time, despicable and shamelessly calculated the emperor Feng Yu?
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