Chapter 135: Beheaded

The gray-haired old man thought it made sense to think about it, but he felt that something was wrong, so he said:
"In this case, we must first ask the origin of the other party before deciding whether to do it, so as not to cause any trouble that should not be caused, and you and I xìng my life. If not, the mentality of" Soul Cone "is exactly what I cultivated with me If the exercises are consistent, if it is too important to me, we don't have to take risks this time. "
"Since the brother is cautious, then do so. You and I are both huā big minds to practice attack skills, and there are many instruments accumulated over the years. Two of them will deal with him, but there will be no accidents." Bald Although the male monk was a little disappointed, he nodded and respected the opinion of his brother.
The two entered into discussions, and they no longer hid their bodies, mana was running, and they rushed forward.
Quickly caught up, but saw that the ugly man was standing in the middle of the road, with a sneer on his face, yīn Han's gaze stared at himself, and he used the double wolves of Tan Shan to get into the goods, but he couldn't help it. With a sigh, the unpleasant feeling became stronger.
"Pretend nòng ghost!" When the bald male monk saw the calm expression on the other side, his heart was on fire.
"Daoyou, which mén sect or family disciple are you? If so, please report your name. Tanshan Shuanglang is offended!" The gray-haired old man asked, his voice clear.
"No! This repair is just a casual repair!" Zhang Yang's mouth was a playful smile on the 1st.
"Okay! Then you die!"
The bald male monk could not bear it for a long time. When he heard the words, he immediately pinched a decree in his hand, and he would offer a flying sword.
Unexpectedly, he was faster, Zhang Yang was faster. Stepping the ground with both feet, the whole body looks like a cannonball, blasting towards the gray-haired old man.
He could see clearly that the gray-haired old man had a slightly higher strength. If he was beheaded first, there would be no suspense for the rest of the battle.
"Hmm!" The gray-haired old man grunted coldly and reached out a finger.
"call out!"
A streamer came out, and a flying sword slashed towards Zhang Yang, and it was necessary to retreat it.
Zhang Yang's figure continued to move forward, and there was no sign of stagnation, and his left hand was waved.
# 11!
With a soft bang, the streamer was in the palm of the hand, and it was immediately popped open.
Block flying sword with bare hands? And raced away?
The gray-haired old man's eyes widened instantly, as if to see the most incredible thing. During this time of staying, Zhang Yang's figure has come closer.
The energy flow in the right arm, the muscles suddenly burst, the power burst, and the sharp claws severely cut.
At the very moment of death, a set of black armor on the gray-haired old man suddenly appeared.
"Oh!"
Zhang Yang's claws had already been pounded hard. The stump of the stump in the imagination didn't show up. Instead, it was like a defeated leather. [High Quality Update]
Zhang Yang froze, captured by the consciousness, a streamer came from the side, but the bald male monk launched an attack.
Zhang Yang is confident in his defense, but it is impossible to stand there and be beaten. Bi Jing has not been tested in actual combat. In case of any accident, it will break.
Between the moves of consciousness, a small shield with a large slap appeared out of thin air, blocking on the left side, rising in the wind.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
A series of light sounds, and the bald male flying sword attacked sharply, but he couldn't help the little shield for half a minute. How easy is the magic weapon that disciples jīng Rui obtained from disciples can be destroyed so easily.
Although the gray-haired old man had the armor of the war armor, he suffered a heavy claw from Zhang Yang and was very uncomfortable. At this time, his body was retreating, and he was about to distance himself from this monster who was not afraid of flying swords.
Naturally, Zhang Yang would not give him a chance. He leapt to keep up, and his right arm was full of xìng energy flow. The entire arm immediately turned red, as if on fire. Instantly, the scale armor appeared, and the claws became longer and sharper. .
Roar!
Zhang Yang hissed, and his claws hit hard.
Huh!
This time, regardless of the strength or sharpness, it was more than ten times the first time. Although the gray-haired old man had the armor of the warrior, he still flew out.
In the tragic situation, there was still a counterattack, and a decision was made in his hands, and he suddenly moved forward.
Zhang Yang was about to chase, and suddenly his head seemed to be pierced directly by a needle. The pain was so great that he felt a pinch under his foot and almost fell.
The gray-haired old man kept his figure, and he stepped back a few feet away, and didn't want to attack again. He called the bald male monk, and when he got into the frame, he would run away.
How powerful Zhang Yang's consciousness was, the pain from the soul that had suffered was gone, and naturally he refused to let go.
When both feet stepped on the ground, the whole figure exploded. Between the energy flow, the strength of the unicorn arm broke out.
With a sound, the gray-haired old man apparently did not expect the other party to respond so quickly. He was caught off guard by the next scream, and his body was worn by dòng and his body weight fell to the ground.
"Brother!"
There, the bald male monk screamed.
Zhang Yang entered the air, his eyes were cold, his face calmed, and a purple gourd was already in his palm.
call out!
When the light flashed, the bald monk saw the death of his elder brother, and his mind was shaken. He didn't even see the situation clearly, but felt a pain in his neck, and then he twitched.
The gourd flying knife shot, beheaded the bald male monk in an instant, and a round head rolled down to the ground.
Boom!
Beheading the enemy, Zhang Yang's body fell heavily.
In this series of fighting methods, electro-optic flint generally occurred.
In retrospect, Zhang Yang felt thrilled. It looks like he has a lot of cards, but this Tanshan wolf is not simple.
Especially the gray-haired old man, not only has a very fast sword, has a defensive armor, but also knows the soul attack spells.
Although this spell is not very clever, Zhang Yang asked himself if there was no immortal body, that instant is enough for the other party to kill himself!
It seems that it is really impossible to underestimate the monks in the field of cultivation. If you are not careful, you ca n’t say that you have to accidentally turn over the boat in a ditch.
With the integration of the Eight Seals, can the defense be really worry-free?
Certainly not! In this perverted world, maybe Nezha came up with a sharp weapon to attack and kill himself.
At the very least, if once again falls into a small thousand world like Qiansha in the monk's sleeve, it is absolutely impossible to escape.
Even if it is not beheaded, it will always be suppressed.
Awe! Be in awe of the world!
Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief, but his men kept on. Every time I turn my hands, I have a little black è, it is Wan Yao 幡.
This 10,000 enchanting, the main material is the use of Lingling wood core, has great potential for advancement, not to mention the purple stiff stage, even the black stiff, máo stiff stage, if the sacrifice is properly performed, it will also be a very large aid.
This Tanshan Shuanglang came to trouble himself for no reason, Zhang Yang naturally was not polite, first came to the gray-haired old man's body.
After many years of clearing the spring water, Zhang Yang can now see the white mist-like condensate even if he does not use the spring water on the spot. This is the soul of the people. If it is not quickly taken away, it will take a moment. It will dissipate in the air, which is equivalent to the dissolution of the soldiers.
Zhang Yang naturally refused to pay. Wan Yao slaps a trick, the mask of Hei Sè is like a vortex, sucking up those white mists.
An extra cloud of white mist immediately appeared among the blackbirds, and quickly condensed into a face, exactly like the gray-haired old man.
The look of panic in the face was flowing back and forth in the space.
Zhang Yang did the same, capturing the soul of the bald man.
Soul Eater, the more souls it consumes, the greater its power.
Looking at the soul in the dark space, Zhang Yang gave a satisfied expression on his face. According to this sacrifice, the power of Wan Yaoxi is really let into anticipation.
Stepped forward and took off the objects on the two bodies. After the scan of the consciousness, a surprised God appeared on his face.
"These two guys are still rich and rich! I want to come and I'm used to winning treasures."
However, these things, Zhang Yang, who has a lot of money, don't really look at it. It can only be regarded as a small fortune.
Only the armor of the gray-haired old man made Zhang Yang more interested and took off.
This armor has been blasted by a unicorn arm, and the electro-optical flashes can be seen at the edge of the damage, gradually weakening, it seems to be protected by a miniature array.
With a little thought, just touch it and put it in the storage bag.
After cleaning the battlefield, he stood up in relief. The eyes that had just relaxed suddenly froze, and between the moments of consciousness, the gourd flying sword shook again.
call out!
The light flickered, shè towards somewhere near 100 feet away.
# 11!
With a light noise, the shadow rolled down.
But it came from the same car that the purple nvzi, a panic sè, a small crystal shield in his hand.
Zhang Yang's eyes were cold, and he was about to continue his shot, only to hear the voice of the nvzi in horror shouting:
"Taoyou's mercy!"
Zhang Yang's figure was frozen for a while, but he was still staring at the other side, waiting for the other side to explain, and looked like he was going to take a shot if he was not satisfied.
"Taoyou please be angry. Little nvzi is not intentionally peeping. The original intention is just to follow this Tanshan wolf and accidentally run into Dayou Dazhanweiwei ~ EbookFREE.me ~ to kill and kill two thieves. "
Ziyi Nvzi sorted out her mood and said.
"Oh? Are you following them?" Zhang Yang's heart was transpired, but it was forcibly suppressed.
"Yes! Little nv son accidentally heard that they seemed to be disadvantageous, and thought that the bald male monk used to speak well, so he followed, and wanted to see if there was a chance, he just wanted to take a shot at that bald male monk. There was no intention to offend Taoists. "Ziyi nvzi saw the killing intention in Zhang Yang's eyes, jī Lingling had a cold war and hurriedly explained.
Zhang Yang thought for a moment and knew that what she said was true. However, since the other party saw that he had shot, naturally he couldn't let it go so easily.
"You were just outside Baizhang just now. Why is my consciousness undetectable and invisible to ròu's eyes? What are you hiding?"
Ziyi nvzi heard the words, and for a moment hesitated, seeing Zhang Yang's face slightly angry, he did not dare to hesitate anymore, and held up a veil with both hands:
"This is a treasure that the little nvzi got by accident. It can hide its traces and is willing to dedicate it to Taoists!"