Chapter 349: As long as the effort is deep, the iron pestle is ground into a needle

"First try the water with a medium-level magic weapon!"
Zhang Yang put on a look of protracted warfare. Make Book (m)
call out--
The streamer flickered, and the flying sword stabbed towards Laosha.
Lao Yasha's three fingers fluttered, a strange surge.
Hum--
In the tremors, the speed of the flying sword suddenly decreased, as if bound, and no matter how you jumped, you couldn't get rid of it, and the light gradually faded.
Ding!
A crisp sound, but Lao Yasha's finger, a streamer, distantly cut the Feijian into two.
Zhang Yang only felt that he had lost his consciousness and had lost contact with the Feijian.
"Well! Not easy! With a click of a finger, you can break the middle-level magic weapon in a row, amazing!"
Zhang Yang sighed sincerely, letting the proud look on Laoya's face flash.
However, Zhang Yang's next sentence almost made him vomit blood:
"It's a pity, it's a pity! I have been given here by others, and there is a repressive method! No matter how great, it is also a living target!"
"Since physical attacks can't bear you anymore, then try your own Jianmang! See if your black magic can restrain this Jianmang."
Zhang Yang said, Fukang Sword was up, mana was instilled wildly, and the sword was bright.
Huh!
He slashed it down, the huge sword awn, locked the old Yasha's back tightly, and split it fiercely.
squeak!
Old Yasha finally began to panic and made a scream. His body. Almost all were imprisoned on the ground by chains. He couldn't even stand up, the iron cable was extremely short, which made his arm unable to lift. Not to mention that he could not block it with the iron cable, even if he could not block it with his hand, he could only wait to be hit.
Huh!
Fu Cang Jian's blue sword awn was severely chopped on the back of Lao Yasha. He was defeated in the middle, leaving only a red mark.
Huh!
Zhang Yang couldn't help laughing.
Although the attack did not work, however. It's so gratifying to see Lao Yasha's wolverine look that can only be beaten.
Zhang Yang just felt refreshed.
Imagine that I was about to walk away, that old Yasha even tried to grab himself for a soul search. What are the consequences of Soul Search? Either an idiot or a fall.
Innocent and innocent, Lao Yasha met such a dead hand. I didn't expect retribution to come so fast, Zhang Yang's heart was so cool!
Mana was instilled, and Fu Cangjian's cyan light shone again.
Huh!
The huge cyan light, as if going through the whole world, spans a distance of hundreds of miles, and cuts directly towards the back of Laoyasha. {m / book uploader update}
Huh!
Another blow.
"Hahaha!" Zhang Yang laughed wantonly.
Lao Yasha's body is completely locked, and even a tail has a wire rope running through it, firmly fixed to the ground, revealing only a wide back, which is simply grabbing and hitting the board!
To say that the old Yasha's defense is really powerful. You know, the sword of Fu Cang in Zhang Yang's hand is a fairy! The magic weapon that can cut the top-level defensive magic weapon, such as cut tofu, can't break the defense of Laoyasha.
However, Zhang Yang is not in a hurry, he is really not in a hurry.
Under such a situation, Lao Yasha did not know how many years he had been suppressed. He had been extremely weak for a long time, and under continuous heavy blows, it was certainly impossible to persist for too long.
"Second generation! You don't have to make progress, if you are angry with the deity. You have to work hard to pay some price, and the deity must get rid of this bondage. Then, you must seize it and draw souls. You ca n’t survive, you ca n’t die! Wouldn't it be true that this deity could not get rid of the shackles of this iron cable? " Staring at Zhang Yang fiercely.
"Hahaha ... death is imminent, but dare to intimidate the deity? Is it true that the deity is an idiot? If you can really get rid of the shackles of this iron cable, you will be suppressed here for countless years and you must not get away? If the deity does not look If you are wrong, at the peak, your strength is definitely more than that. You would rather endure a little bit of strength being consumed here. I am afraid that even if the deity does not come to entangle you, it will not be tens of thousands of years. Rather, you don't escape, it only shows one problem-you can't escape at all! Of course, if the deity guesses wrong, and you can escape, the destiny will take it! "
Zhang Yang's words let Lao Yasha puff.
Zhang Yang's eyes were too spicy, and he really couldn't get rid of the chains. Not to mention the terrible formation in the sky.
Seeing Lao Yasha's expression, Zhang Yang knew that he was absolutely right.
"Hmm! How dare to intimidate the deity! Hit a few more boards!"
Zhang Yang's mouth had a playful smile, mana instilled, and Fu Cangjian in his hand was flourishing.
Huh!
Huh!
It was severely chopped on the back of Lao Yasha.
Thinking about the old Yasha who once ravaged the ancient world of realism, and almost no one could subdue him, he was beaten up like a dog by himself, Zhang Yang felt very happy.
What makes Zhang Yangxin's hair hot is that, as the saying goes, a thin dead camel is larger than a horse. This old Yasha happened to have traveled to the ancient world of spiritual cultivation in the past. I believe there is always some net worth?
Not to mention, just the flesh and blood of Yasha is enough to make people look forward to.
Huh!
Huh!
Thinking for a while, Zhang Yang's men did not stop, but another attack.
One after another!
call!
call!
Lao Yesha's back was full of scars, Zhang Yang was exhausted, and his mana showed signs of exhaustion.
"Quack! Why can't you deserve this deity? Is this deity's defense the only thing you can break with a little hair? Huh! Let's go! Deity can't help you, and you can't help deity too! Hurry up and leave here, otherwise, Let the deity seize the opportunity and crush you to death!
Lao Yasha's voice shouted and laughed.
"Yeah!" Zhang Yang shook his head, shook a sword flower with Fu Cangjian in his hand, and laughed, "Lao Yasha, the hometown of the deity has a popular story, I don't know if Lao Yasha ever heard it?"
Immediately afterwards, Zhang Yang also talked irrespective of Lao Yasha's reaction and began to patiently talk about:
"A long, long time ago, there was a child called Xiaobai. Xiaobai didn't like learning, and often ran out to play ... The name of this story is, as long as the effort is deep, the iron pestle is ground into a needle!"
"Huh! Ignorance! What does this story have to do with the deity ..." Lao Yecha just said here, but stopped, looking at Zhang Yang's playful expression, immediately furious:
"Bold junior! How dare you?"
"Hahaha ... why don't I dare to do this? As long as the kung fu deep iron pestle grinds into a needle! The deity still doesn't believe it, I have to grind your back into a needle!"
As he said, Zhang Yang made a conscious move, and "boomed", the golden wings behind him burst out, swung vigorously, and flew towards the distance.
Looking at the disappearing back of Zhang Yang, Lao Yacha took a moment's notice. The first thing he thought of was not why Zhang Yang "does not sharpen the needles", but "what's the conspiracy of this younger generation?"
No way, Zhang Yang's image is now synonymous with insidiousness and shame in Lao Yasha's heart.
Sure enough, after a while, I only felt that in a distant place, there was a violent Yin force fluctuation, even the vicinity was being towed.
Old Yasha's face changed:
"Mana fluctuates at such a distance, could it be ... could it be ..."
Just as he guessed constantly, the figure flashed and Zhang Yang appeared again.
In just half of the time, Zhang Yang, whose mana was nearly exhausted, became mana surging and his state reached its peak.
"Yes! Yes! It is very rare to say that the yin is strong here! If you are outside, it is impossible to replenish mana so quickly."
Zhang Yang kept sighing.
"You ... you're just stiff, how can you have such a huge mana reserve, and how can you complete it so quickly? It's impossible! It's absolutely impossible!"
Laoyacha looked at Zhang Yang with an incredible expression on his face.
"Hey!" Zhang Yang smiled, but didn't mean to answer the question at all, "Well, the intermission is over, let's continue to" pin the needle "!"
Huh!
Mana instilled, the fiery light, severely chopped down on the back of Laoyasha.
puff!
This time, it happened to cut the last scar in the middle, and immediately broke the defense, blood splattered and flew up with a piece of flesh and blood.
"Hahaha! Good phenomenon! Good phenomenon!"
Zhang Yang's eyes narrowed with a smile.
"The deity said, as long as the effort is deep, the iron pestle is ground into a needle! This is absolutely true. You did n’t believe it just now, Lao Yesha, you always believe it?
puff!
Lao Yasha was finally spurted by Zhang Yang's blood.
Who doesn't believe it?
Who doesn't believe it?
Laoya growled weakly in his heart.
puff!
Another blow ...
When Zhang Yang expended his clean mana for the third time and returned to his best condition, Lao Yasha was finally timid.
This hair is stiff, it's just too cautious. When attacking normally, it is far away a thousand miles away. At this distance, it is full-hearted alert, Lao Yasha's mana is bound, it is impossible to capture it.
And every time the mana was exhausted, Zhang Yang would go away again, meditate and absorb, and even not give Lao Yasha a chance.
This sly, sinister, vicious hair is stiff!
Zhang Yang didn't know ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Lao Yecha had scolded him ten thousand times! Of course, even if he knew, Zhang Yang would not be angry. According to his creed, the curse of the enemy is the recognition of your ability and the greatest compliment to your ability.
puff!
Fu Cang Jian was fiercely chopped down, accompanied by blood splashing.
"Taoyou's mercy! The old man understands the ancient tradition of strong technique and is willing to give it to the Daoyou, only that the Daoyou can bypass the old man's life."
Lao Yasha's spirit finally collapsed and began to beg for mercy.
Zhang Yang heard that the raised Fucang sword stopped suddenly.
There was a grin in Laoya's heart. Sure enough, greed kills people!
Xiaomao was stiff, but he dared to be greedy for his own mind and the methods of the Yasha clan, how could he laugh and smile? As long as this stiff hair is really greedy, with the opportunity to teach the mind, there are 10,000 ways to let it fall. (To be continued ...)
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