Chapter 121: Slaughter

The so-called battle with technical content, at this moment becoming unskilled at this moment, is a complete fight.
Zhang Yang’s unruly style of play is based on fast speed, sufficient strength, large weapons, good eyesight, good ears, and quick response. They are all basic things. It can be said that there is no technical content at all. Those who master secret techniques and tactics are embarrassed.
He danced the Thousand Wolf Stone Pillars to his heart's content, and the seven hundred masters who killed him screamed, howling the wolf, and fleeing.
This made the spectators dumbfounded.
Especially Liu Feijue, who had already publicly announced that all the restaurants and hotels in Mocheng were contracted to entertain the whole city and celebrated that Zhang Yang was about to be beaten to death. His eyes were staring. He had forgotten Zhang Dakeng and only felt this. He was Zhang Wudi, powerful and scared him.
"Dear brother, how do you feel?" Liu Feikong smiled.
The VIP room where the two were located was next to each other, and the French windows were blown up. Standing on the edge of the window watching the battle, they could see each other.
"It's not over yet, don't be too happy too early, don't forget that the holy son Jiang Chao has also come, and he hasn't shot yet." Liu Feijue gritted his teeth, "He is just hitting the weak, the real master. He can't! He must die! You are sure to lose!"
Liu Feikong laughed and said: "Then let us wait and see, I always believe that Zhang Keng God will win."
As soon as he finished speaking, it seemed that Zhang Yang raised his at him.
The master of Jinding Holy Land cried his father and shouted his mother and fled, unable to gather the advantage of the number of people. He put away the Thousand Wolf Stone Pillar.
To continue to prove the name of invincibility, suppress the notorious pit god.
Next, he wants to solve the problem with his fists.
This move immediately attracted the attack of three geniuses.
Qiu Lingshui and Gao Fenglei violently killed them.
Jian Wuying also killed Red Eye. He was conceited about the magic of the arrow way, but he had never been able to pose a threat to Zhang Yang. Now he wants to kill Zhang Yang.
Buzzing!
The bowstring rang.
An arrow suddenly escaped into the void, and disappeared out of thin air.
This is one of his ultimate killing arrows.
Float to kill arrows!
The arrow itself is made of special materials, and the arrow method can be integrated into the void, making it difficult to find.
This arrow method is not only traceless, but also surprisingly fast, which can be called a lore arrow method.
His arrow shot out, and people rushed up too, trying to cover it up.
In addition, Qiu Lingshui and Gao Fenglei killed them, making it even more difficult to find floating arrows, and even spectators rarely noticed them.
Facing their impact, Zhang Yang stepped forward.
One step!
His speed was just as fast, so fast that almost no one found him, and he plunged into the sky with his left hand.
As a result, Zhang Yang and Gao Fenglei passed by.
Qiu Lingshui was on the right side of Gao Fenglei, leaving the direction, but Jian Wuying was still some distance away.
"dead!"
Gao Fenglei roared, and slammed Zhang Yang's chest by pinching the seal with both hands.
puff!
It was indeed dead, but it was him who died.
It was because he blatantly reached into the high altitude with his left hand, grabbed an arrow and directly inserted it into Gao Fenglei's forehead.
Gao Fenglei's seal had no time to get out.
His eyes widened until he died, and he didn't understand where the arrow came from.
This scene made the arrow that was killed in the back "buzz" in its head, completely blank.
His floating killing arrow was broken.
This lore arrow, which he didn't use easily, was broken so easily that people even used his arrow to kill his brother.
On the right side of Gao Fenglei, Qiu Lingshui, who had slowed down Gao Fenglei's line, was even more shocked. At this moment, she was actually terrified.
She strongly realized that Zhang Yang's martial arts realm must be very high, at least close to the ascending sky realm.
"You are too weak."
After Zhang Yang killed Gao Fenglei with one arrow, he went to Qiu Lingshui.
Retire!
This is Qiu Lingshui's only thought.
Even Jian Wuying, who was originally culled, immediately rushed to the sky, and quickly opened his bow and arrows again, trying to shoot him from a long distance.
Zhang Yang backhanded the blood-stained floating killing arrow and shot it out.
Just glance at it and observe it.
At this time, a series of exclamations happened.
The speed of Jian Wuying's bow and arrow was actually not as good as Zhang Yang. He shook his hand and threw an arrow out to kill the arrow in the air. Before Jian Wuying's arrow could go out, it was already close.
It was completely instinctive, Jian Wuying swept the bow in his hand, trying to pull it away.
But the force on the arrow is too great, even if it is a flamboyant and seemingly random flick, the power contained is unmatched, and the freezing cold air emanating from it instantly freezes his bow and arrow, his hand, and makes him even more Unable to remove.
puff!
The arrow passed through the chest like a shooting star.
Jian Wuying clutched his chest, and couldn't believe it until he died, he actually died under his own floating killing arrow.
thump!
He fell from a high altitude.
Zhang Yang didn't even go to see him, and went straight to Qiu Lingshui.
Qiu Lingshui's complexion changed drastically, with only one thought, retreat! Retire! Retire!
She was really scared.
This man actually caught up with his realm, how can he fight him like this?
"Qiu Lingshui, it's a woman, stay for a fight!"
Open up and shout.
The people who were shocked by the slaughter of the Jinding Holy Land genius by publicity and running water were all dumbfounded.
Why doesn't this sound right.
Qiu Lingshui gritted his teeth and said this again, it.
call out!
The sharp sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded.
Behind Zhang Yang.
Yusen Leng's voice sounded.
"Those who killed me in the Holy Land, you are to blame!"
The shot, the holy son of Jinding Holy Land, Jiang Chao!
A recognized genius, a master at the first level of heaven, his strength has long been proven.
With his shot, the scene boiled again.
Liu Feijue's excited ecstasy sounded: "Shengzi kill him!"
With Gao Fenglei being killed and Jian Wuying being killed, he was desperate for a moment.
He gambling with Liu Feikong was very vicious, with the idea of ​​suppressing Liu Feikong again.
The appearance of Shengzi Jiang Chao is his last hope.
Like him, there is Qiu Yuwan.
Shuangshu, the intelligence community of Southern Xinjiang, is also gambling.
The two women choose differently.
Yirenzui took a risk and chose to publicize, thinking that Kengshen would surely kill his opponent, but never wanted to publicize such a powerful and invincible.
Qiu Yuwan believed that Jinding Holy Land would win, but did not expect Jinding Holy Land to be crushed by a generation.
Therefore, the appearance of Jiang Chao made the two women nervous again.
Shengzi Jiang Chao is a well-known genius in southern Xinjiang. His combat power is well known to all. Even if the Qiu Lingshui realm is a small realm higher than him, he is not an opponent at all.
Faced with such a situation, Jiang Chao would of course be cruel, and his shots would be extremely fierce.
Jiang Chao’s weapon is a gun, the ultimate spiritual weapon, which has transformed into an infinite divine weapon. He has been following him for ten years. In his hands, he is very comfortable. It can achieve the combination of man and gun, and the ultimate expression of true combat power. He has never changed the Immeasurable Gun, believing that his gun will accompany him all the way up, and if he proves the way as a holy in the future, the gun can also become a holy gun. This is confidence in his martial arts.
Son?
Zhang Yang abandoned Qiulingshui without hesitation.
He turned around abruptly and hit the sharp spear with a punch.
For a time, the golden light was shining, the fire was flying, the thunderbolt, the cold was flying, the wolf roared and the dragon roared like a basalt roar.
He punched with full force without any reservation.
He wanted to blast off the so-called Saint Son with a punch.