Chapter 451: kill! kill! kill!

Meteor with only one hand!
This is the real immortal energy remaining from Jiguiwu after the Seven Princes got rid of the possession of the fairy soul Jiguiwu, plus some immortal soul imprints, and some transcendent secret killing techniques excavated from the memories of the immortal Dao.
Thus, the killing of the Slaughter Lei Shengli vs. the Meteorite began to take place.
The thunder light in the sky converged in an instant and gathered on his fist. The Slaughter Holy Thunder merged with the power of the Slaughter Thunder Holy Power, plus the power of Shenxi Saint Body itself, and a brain converged on this fist.
boom!
Fist opponent.
A thunder is boiling.
A gloom filled.
There was a short-term stalemate between the two sides, which was probably the first time since their fight that they had maintained the strength for such a long period of time without an instant victory.
The reason is simple.
The state of publicity is at a disadvantage, unprecedented.
Zhang Yang's Bloodline Awakening has the golden body of God, unprecedented.
The eucharist achieved by the seven princes' fairy qi baptism is also unprecedented.
The Seventh Prince's Falling Immortal Hand is proud to surpass Yong Yetian's martial arts, which is also unprecedented.
Their power oppressed to the extreme and burst open suddenly.
Rumble!
The area where the two of them are in bursts.
Zhang Yang snorted coldly, taking more than ten steps back.
The seventh prince also "thumped" back and ran into the courtyard wall behind him for nearly twenty steps, knocked down, and then continued to retreat, leaving deep footprints one by one. After steadying, he opened his mouth and spouted a mouthful of blood.
He was ashamed to death.
He actually lost.
This time, he clearly noticed the key point of the gap between the two.
It is the Slaughter Thunder Sage Power that is better than the Meteorite Hand.
It is the golden Eucharist of God that is better than his Eucharist.
His realm was ahead of a small realm, but he failed to make up for these two gaps, leading to his final defeat.
This was also the only time he was the closest to defeating Zhang Yang since his war with Zhang Yang, but he still lost.
Unwilling, he stood up abruptly and wanted to fight again, but he felt that his eyes were dark, and he was too exhausted to fight again.
On the other hand, the standing figure was a bit shaky, but his terrifying golden body's dominance showed up, he twisted his body abruptly, and made a burst of bean-like noise, actually relying on the advantage of the gold body to kill again Out.
"Be careful!"
Suddenly, Wei Hongyu's shouts came.
Killed in a flash.
A sharp immeasurable divine sword slammed into the open temple fiercely.
Those who shot, Yun Tianhuang!
Compared with the other three saints, Yun Tianhuang's realm is higher, and his sword with all his strength is even more terrifying.
If it is in peak state, Zhang Yang will ignore him at all.
However, fighting with the Seventh Prince caused him to wear out so much that he had to be cautious.
He was stunned that he couldn't escape with speed, so he could only reach out and grab it.
boom!
Yun Tianhuang's sword was caught by him.
"kill!"
Yun Tianhuang, who thought he had seized the opportunity, used his mad force, pierced Zhang Yang's palm with the sword in his hand, and continued to kill Zhang Yang.
Zhang Yang was pushed back, he mainly ignored Yun Tianhuang, he was looking at the Seventh Prince.
As a result, after the Seventh Prince found out that he was still defeated, he was unwilling to roar, and was ruthless to completely refine some of the mysteries left behind by the immortal soul, and then came to Zhang Yang to fight for life and death, directly using the ancient teleportation formation. left.
When he left, Zhang Yang collapsed.
"My Seventh Prince!"
Zhang Yang's eyes were flooded with blood in an instant, the shame of being overtaken by the Seventh Prince Realm had not yet been vented, this time it simply broke out.
The blood of the awakening surged, making his fighting intent violent.
He suddenly looked at Yun Tianhuang.
boom!
The backing figure stomped and held steady.
"You let go of my seventh prince, you!" Zhang Yang suddenly pulled the Immeasurable Divine Sword from Yun Tianhuang's hand.
Yun Tianhuang was dumbfounded, looking at his empty hand, that was his strength to go all out. He asked four questions about the small immeasurable realm. He was the Eucharist, even if it weren't for the publicity in the Battle of Tongtian Mountain, it would have brought him too strong With an inner shock, he had already made breakthroughs a long time ago. He asked himself in the land of West Desert, he was one of the most talented masters of this generation, how did he know that he really was killed by himself so simply by Zhang Yang.
The furious Zhang Yang grabbed the hilt in one hand and the tip of the sword in the other, and violently flexed the immeasurable sword.
"Ah!"
He was mad to break the immeasurable sword.
Many people who watched this scene were terrified.
The problem is that the Immeasurable Excalibur is only bent, wailed, and not broken.
"Damn it!"
Zhang Yang was even more angry, released his hand, and swept out with a sword.
Yun Tianhuang, who was already dumbfounded, reacted very quickly, leaping back to dodge.
puff!
However, Zhang Yang didn't know what swordsmanship and swordsmanship and so on, but the martial arts of the Holy Power was terrible, and he was swept out by him with a terrible sword light.
The sad Yun Tianhuang was swept across his neck by Jianguang.
Click!
Blood gushing.
Yun Tianhuang's head flew out.
This still couldn't resolve his anger, he suddenly turned his head to look at the other three saints and Wei Hongying.
The faces of these four people changed drastically.
"go!"
They dared to fight there, turned and ran.
"dead!"
Zhang Yang backhanded this Immeasurable Excalibur as the former Wolf King's Spear and was shot by him.
The reason why he used to say that it was the old wolf king's spear is because after he possessed the red sun magic stick, he no longer needed the light wolf king's spear, even if it was restored to the stage of immeasurable artifacts, he was given to the lord of the wolf palace Li Kunhai. Now, with his current status, he no longer needs to rely on the Wolf King Spear to show his identity.
This technique was honed in battle.
call out!
The immeasurable divine sword crossed the sky, too fast and swiftly, and went straight to the blood sword garment of the Heavenly Son of Jiuyou Cave.
The blood sword clothing that flees desperately uses the ancient teleportation formation while running.
There is already a gleam of light around his body, making his figure dim, and he is about to teleport away.
puff!
The immeasurable sword still penetrated through it, directly piercing him, releasing him from the teleportation, and nailing it to the ground.
The other Jin Poxu, Lu Hengkong and Wei Hongying were also about to disappear because of their twinkling light.
The difference is seen here.
Jin Poxu comes from the Golden Crow Holy Land and is naturally fast.
Lu Hengkong was a born son, even if he looked a bit unbearable in front of the publicity, the Seventh Prince and others, he was still very comparable.
They disappeared the moment the blood sword clothing was killed.
Wei Hongying is different. She is at the ninth level of the Open Heaven Realm, and has not yet stepped into the small and boundless realm.
She urged the ancient teleportation formation to be fast, but still slower than these saints.
And she was also stared at by Zhang Yang.
Without a weapon in his hand, Zhang Yang directly smashed into the void, relying on the speed of the sacred body of the gods, and directly slaughtered it.
boom!
He snatched his hand into the void and centered on Wei Hongying's right shoulder, who had not yet been teleported away.
Click!
His power was too fierce and domineering. He directly scratched Wei Hongying’s shoulders. Then, he pulled Wei Hongying's life back from the teleportation. The flashing teleportation power was also exploded by him. Run again.
boom!
Wei Hongying was torn out by him and smashed to the ground, life and death in the hands of Zhang Yang.