Chapter 224: Show off

Under the spiritual eye technique, what Bai Ziyue could see was far better than ordinary human eyes.
In particular, his spiritual eye skills have already formed magical instincts, and everything can hardly escape his insight.
And martial arts cultivation is a process of making one's own energy and blood constantly strengthen.
Knowing how to converge, the energy and blood is restrained, not obvious yet, if you don't know how to converge, or deliberately not to converge, the vigorous energy and blood are like a beacon in the night, shining extremely.
At this moment, in Bai Ziyue’s eyes, a surge of energy and blood, really like wolf smoke, rushes into the void, vaguely, there is a sharp aura that seems to be able to tear the air, under the wolf smoke of blood, Brewing, rolling, as if rushing out at any time.
Being in this kind of imposing range, just getting close, faintly, will make people involuntarily feel a pressure from the depths of the soul, and the mind will be restless.
"Wujiang County's first master, a first-rate master better than the gang leader, Yang Zhen."
Bai Ziyue knew in his heart that the only person who could have such a mighty coercion in the government could only be this Mr. Yang Zhen, who was known as the number one expert in Wujiang County.
It just made him frown that the last piece of gold paper happened to be in the room of this class of expert Yang Zhen.
"It seems that the previous preparations are unnecessary. If you want to get the twelfth piece of gold paper, you have to fight this first-class master."
Bai Ziyue thought in his heart, but he didn't hesitate in his body shape.
"Which friend came here? Do you have any suggestions?"
When Bai Ziyue approached the room where Yang Zhen was 50 meters away, he heard a little hoarse, and between the collisions, it sounded like the sound of gold and iron fighting.
Immediately after hearing Peng's sound, a figure was seen, quickly rushing out of the room, and then with a single tap, it rushed directly to the roof.
"Enemy attack!"
"There are assassins!"
Yang Zhen's voice was like the waves, which immediately attracted the attention of countless people in the government, and the entire government office suddenly became chaotic.
It was also at this time that the various main souls who had been ordered to hide by Bai Ziyue long ago appeared in an instant, and began to act on many guards or people who were alarmed by this.
Immediately, almost the entire government office was in chaos.
Bai Ziyue didn't answer, stretched out his hand, a golden sword, quickly turned into a stream of light, and rushed away.
"Spiritual sword, a person who cultivates immortality?"
Yang Zhen exclaimed, his face instantly becoming extremely solemn.
Quickly cut out with a sword.
This sword, as if condensing the general trend of the world, was thick as a mountain, and the sword fell slowly, but it seemed like a mountain and river collapsed, and the nine-curved yellow river fell down quickly and irresistibly.
Sword power, sword intent!
Compared with the sword power of the Lieyang Gang's Tiandao Jiang Tao, this Yang Zhen's sword power is not only more complete, but has gradually melted into the world, as if every sword carried the power of the world.
This is his own trick, Jian Rong Tiandi!
In response to this, Bai Ziyue raised his eyes lightly, and the golden small sword that rushed out trembled in the void. At this moment, it shone even more, like a scorching sun.
Chaoyang Swordsmanship!
Hum!
The golden little sword trembled, its speed reached a certain limit, and it shot out.
puff!
The golden light flicked across, and the sword merged into the world, like a sword that could shred everything in the world, instantly shattered.
The golden little sword was like a broken bamboo, without the slightest pause.
Yang Zhen's face changed drastically, and a layer of dark light suddenly appeared on his body, like a layer of armor, protecting him layer by layer.
boom!
The black armor shattered in a blink of an eye, and then disappeared.
The small golden sword plunged directly into his chest and passed through.
puff!
A mouthful of blood poured out, and Yang Zhen's face instantly became extremely pale, his eyes could not help showing an unbelievable look.
Lost!
So quickly, so simply defeated.
He couldn't even catch the opponent's sword...
If I had another sword, wouldn’t I...
Suddenly raising his head, he saw the figure wearing black clothes covering his face, his eyes were indifferent, and he leapt out almost without stopping, and he approached him directly between the void steps.
"It's over!"
Suddenly, his body and mind were cold, and the depths of his eyes were full of despair.
Am I, Yang Zhen, going to die here today?
Bai Ziyue's hundred-step wave stepping technique used, stepping on the void, whirring wind whispering in his ears, even without even looking at Yang Zhen, he took a leap and jumped directly into his room. .
"Ok?"
Yang Zhen's eyes were full of shock.
what happened? Isn't this person who cultivates the Immortal Technique here to kill himself?
After hesitating, he didn't dare to move, just stood still.
Leaping into the room, Bai Ziyue glanced across the room. The room was very simple, except for a wooden bed and a few chairs, almost empty.
He didn't hesitate, and directly stretched out his hand and made a slight move, and the golden small sword immediately rushed out, stabbing it on the ground somewhere.
puff!
Several slates were lifted immediately, and a wooden box appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye.
boom!
The sword light passed, and the wooden box was opened directly.
The joy in his eyes flashed away, and Bai Ziyue floated up and quickly rolled up a piece of golden paper.
"The twelfth piece of gold paper has finally arrived."
Bai Ziyue sighed in relief.
Without daring to hesitate, he turned around instantly and rushed out of the room again.
"Kill the assassin!"
Only after jumping out of Yang Zhen's room, Bai Ziyue raised his eyes and saw a pair of guards rushing towards him.
These officers and soldiers, with their long spears held high, quickly formed a simple spear formation in the cold light, with neat and orderly steps, like a hedgehog.
"Don't be impulsive..."
Yang Zhen quickly drank, but he couldn't help but another mouthful of blood overflowed, blocking his words back.
Bai Ziyue narrowed his eyes, a cold light flashed, and a spell was instantly excited.
Hum!
A huge cold is falling from the sky, and endless ice blades are formed in the void, densely packed, like arrows, neatly arranged together.
"Master? Run!"
The oncoming team of guards and soldiers changed their expressions drastically when they saw it. Under fear, they disappeared instantly.
puff! puff! puff!
Ice blades flew out one after another, like a rain of arrows, countless houses collapsed, and the sound of ice blades entering the flesh came out.
Bai Ziyue's expression remained the same, he didn't even look at the effect of this spell, his figure was vertical, and he was extremely fast.
Because he had already noticed that in all directions, there were a series of amazing figures, rushing towards this side.
Hundred Step Waves!
Spiritual power surged in the body, and this light body spell was cast in an instant.
Hum!
With one step out, Bai Ziyue's figure leapt and directly climbed to the void of several meters high. In the second step, his speed surged and his momentum was amazing.
The third step, the fourth step, the fifth step...
Step by step, Bai Ziyue didn't stop, really as if the wind was passing by.
A second-rate master used all his strength to catch up, but could only watch Bai Ziyue go away.
A third-rate expert jumped out from above a roof and slashed at him severely, trying to stop him.
But only saw a small golden sword slashing across, swiftly like electricity, with a puff, the third-rate master who was about to rush to him, stiffened and fell down instantly.
Even though Bai Ziyue didn't want to kill because he didn't want to cause trouble too much, it didn't mean that he didn't dare to kill.
A bunch of officers and soldiers, each holding a bow and arrow.
collapse! collapse! collapse!
A series of arrows, turned into a series of black lights, shot directly at Bai Ziyue.
However, Bai Ziyue's speed was too fast, stepping on the void, really looked like a ghost, most of the arrows fell down until they were weak, and they did not touch the corners of Bai Ziyue's clothes.
Occasionally one or two arrows were about to fall on Bai Ziyue's body, but they were all resisted by a layer of light that suddenly appeared.
Spells, aura shield!
"Who is Fellow Daoist? Where does this act put me in the Celestial Pavilion?"
Just at this moment, there was a figure in front of Bai Ziyue, who quietly appeared, it was Pei Yuanwu of the ascending fairy pavilion.
By his side, he was also following two people who were obviously weaker in cultivating immortals.
He shouted sharply at this moment, and then moved forward a little.
Hum!
In an instant, golden lights came up from all directions.
Formation!
I don't know when, Pei Yuanwu and others actually laid a formation in front of Bai Ziyue, and it was still a trapped formation!
With a cold snort in his heart, Bai Ziyue stretched out his hand again.
The golden little sword flew up like a fright.
boom!
The trapped golden light rising from the formation suddenly shattered.
On the ground, there were a full eight formations, followed by psychic energy backlash, and each broke apart.
"Top monk, it's not good, retreat!"
Pei Yuanwu's complexion changed drastically, and he fled quickly without even thinking about it.
He didn't expect that this time it would be the top cultivator on the ninth floor of the Qi Refining Period.
Moreover, he was the kind of top monk who obviously mastered the powerful means of attack.
In front of such a powerful person, his eighth-level immortal master in this Qi Refining Period can't play any role. The opponent can kill him with a single sword.
Bai Ziyue glanced at Pei Yuanwu coldly, but did not start after all.
Then, he reached out and touched his arms, and the soul gathering flag was taken out by him again.
Hum! Hum! Hum!
Yin Qi surged ~EbookFREE.me~ Soon there were five or six main souls, rising from everywhere in the government office, rushing towards him.
During this period, all the masters in the Yamen seemed to have disappeared, and they did not dare to come close.
Obviously, because of Bai Ziyue's great power, these people are all afraid.
In particular, some people became even more afraid after seeing that even Mr. Yang Zhen, who had already reached a first-rate master, was seriously injured and was not his opponent.
"After all, I lost seven or eight main souls."
Bai Ziyue sighed as he watched the remaining six main souls immersed in the soul gathering flag.
In my heart, but didn't care.
For him, they were just some low-level main souls, but they were of little use.
Immediately, he said that the soul gathering banner was put away, his figure was unfolded, and he quickly left.