Chapter 1530: My dog is scared

Shi Qingxuan drew a corner of his mouth and turned back to Chen Yang and said, "You are crazy. He is extraordinary. You are in the middle of Dan, how can you fight?"
Mo Shanwen also looked nervous: "Master Chen, don't be impulsive, you are good at runes, not fighting."
Chen Yang laughed: "I'm really not impulsive. In fact, I fight well."
Zhou Zijie sneered: "President Mo, boss, since he is confident, why stop you?"
Zhou Huai'an calmly said, "Yes, I believe in the strength of Chen Danshi."
Zeng Yulong smiled and echoed: "Chen Danshi defeated my son Junxian last time. I think it's okay for Shangzijie this time."
Seeing that both the city's main government and the general's government have stated their positions, many people have also spoken in favor and asked Chen Yang and Zhou Zijie to fight.
However, Yang Tianhong was silent.
Because he suddenly remembered that when his daughter Yang Shuyi returned home yesterday, she brought with him an extraordinary heavy iceclaw wolf, which she said was given to her by Chen Yang.
Yang Tianhong guessed that Chen Yang in his daughter's mouth was the person in front of her.
This man was able to get out of Wuyin City before, and his alchemy and taming monsters were very high. His identity was quite mysterious. Until the situation was unclear, Yang Tianhong was not willing to make enemies.
"Are you trying to force Master Chen to shoot?"
Mo Shanwen snarled at the crowd.
Chen Yang patted Mo Shanwen's shoulder, and said, "President Mo, your kindness is in my heart. However, it's not that they forced me, but I volunteered."
"This……"
Mo Shanwen is still full of worry and dare not let Chen Yang and Zhou Zijie fight.
Shi Qingxuan glanced at Chen Yang, but he turned his eyes and retreated to his own position, and said, "Since you want to fight, hit it. My host, I won't stop it today."
Mo Shanwen frowned and looked at Chen Yang: "Master Chen, is it all right?"
Chen Yang nodded. "It's okay."
"Then ... Master Chen be careful!"
After hesitation, Mo Shanwen took Zhou Ling back to his seat.
"Okay, let's get started."
Chen Yang held his hands behind his back and said to Zhou Zijie.
"Look for the dead end."
Zhou Zijie's face was fierce, his anger suddenly erupted, and his powerful force shook the air.
On the other hand, Chen Yang, standing there, looked like a bystander, and had no power.
"Let me see what you have!"
Zhou Zijie gave a violent drink and suddenly shot.
But just then, Chen Yang suddenly shouted, "Wait."
Zhou Zijie froze and stopped, showing scorn, and Shen said, "Why, are you afraid?"
"You scared my dog ​​out of urine ..."
Chen Yang poked his lips and pointed at the cannon lying on his feet, his claws tightly holding his calf.
I saw water behind the cannon.
The cannon can be considered a bit of courage, but it was directly covered by Zhou Zijie's coercion. He still couldn't bear it and was scared to pee.
Seeing this, everyone drew a corner of his mouth and was speechless.
Everyone can't figure out, why does Chen Yang bring an ordinary big yellow dog at any time?
"Master, help me look at the cannon."
Chen Yang squatted down, patted the cannon's head, and said to Shi Qingxuan.
"Cannon, come here."
Shi Qingxuan opened her hand and shouted at the cannon.
The cannon buttocks ran to Shi Qingxuan, squatted under Shi Qingxuan's chair, poked his head and looked at Chen Yang.
"Can we start now?"
Zhou Zijie said impatiently.
Chen Yang nodded and said, "Come on."
"Humph."
Zhou Zijie snorted and shot suddenly.
"Tear the claws!"
He was fast and approached Chen Yang in an instant. His hands became claws, and his vitality was revealed. He scratched out from his fingertips, forming two claw marks, and crossed him towards Chen Yang.
At the same time, following the claw marks, he ran to Chen Yang, a flash of cold light, and took out his sabre at the waist.
Chen Yang stood there without moving.
But there was a faint orange glow on his body.
Eight wastelands dominate the second, orange domineering.
Boom.
Two really angry claw marks bombarded Chen Yang's body.
True air blasted towards the sides of his body, but his steps were not shaken in the slightest.
The clothes were torn by infuriating claw marks, but no blood was flowing from his body.
This move did not cause him any harm.
Suddenly, the whole scene changed color, all sighed in secret, so strong refining technique.
"Ok?!"
Zhou Zijie's eyes flashed with surprise, but he didn't show cowardice, and then he showed his murderous face, wielded his sword to Chen Yang, and shouted, "No matter how strong your body is, can it be stronger than the inferior device in my hand?"
"Yuehua Sword Dance!"
The blade twitched, and in the blink of an eye, a blast of sword gas was released.
These swords gathered, forming a circle, like a full moon.
In the middle of the moon, there is a dazzling cold mang, which is exactly the tip of Zhou Zijie's sword.
The sword tip draws a thumb-sized circle at a very fast speed, forming a small vortex, which gathers the sword's qi around.
The sword energy on the periphery, due to insufficient centripetal force, came out around.
These swords are very fine, like needles.
Everyone in the room hurriedly resisted.
Tables and chairs, walls, and doors were shot with tiny holes.
"It turned out to be Yuehua Sword Dance! This is the trick of Huazi Period! He has successfully cultivated!"
Someone in the crowd exclaimed.
The Huazi period in this population is exactly the master of Zhou Zijie, a well-known homeless swordsman in several neighboring countries.
Although Hua Ziqi is not a super top master, but because of his fierce shot, all the reputation is quite large.
"It worked out!"
Zeng Yulong's face was solemn and looked at Zhou Zijie.
Although his realm is higher than that of Zhou Zijie, in the face of this trick, he dare not despise.
Zhou Huai'an had long been mentally prepared, calmly watching the battle in the field, his face showing pride, and his eyes were full of praise for Zhou Zijie.
On the other side, Shi Qingxuan and Mo Shanwen couldn't sit still. They both stood up, and they were about to rescue each other.
However, the battle was fast and the onlookers were in a hurry to rescue them.
Suddenly, Yuehua sword dance completely covered Chen Yang's figure.
boom……
The powerful true air flow ~ EbookFREE.me ~ completely drowned Chen Yang.
"Hum! How dare you provoke me, you die for me!"
Zhou Zijie's face was exposed, his offensive was unabated, his wrists trembled, and the sharply rotating blade was hidden in the sword's spirit, stabbing towards Chen Yang.
"Dead!"
Everyone present had such thoughts in their heads.
Yang Tianhong shook his head and secretly said, "Unfortunately, this person is a personal talent, but he is too arrogant. He will dare to challenge the transcendental realm in the middle of Dan, and he will not escape."
Just when everyone thought Chen Yang was going to die.
Suddenly, the blade that Zhou Zijie stabbed forward stopped, and stopped drawing a circle slightly.
Does he want to let Chen Yang go?
Everyone was puzzled, and looked at Zhou Zijie, but he saw his eyes widened and his eyes full of surprise.