Chapter 329: war!

Sambo, can we not be so good!
How can it be "the most respected enemy"?
Thinking about Sambo's attitude towards himself, Zhang Yang feels that this is in line with Sambo's personality. Moreover, it is absolutely necessary to have a master and a servant!
Zhang Yang's throat squirmed and swallowed. He wants to say now, Bo, in fact, I ’m not very familiar with the old man of Fucang, I just happened to have met in the ruins of Xianfu. I have met once in all. Have to kill me?
However, such words are of course difficult to say.
Zhang Yang shed tears secretly in her heart, but she swallowed her teeth and swallowed in her stomach!
Sambo's attitude was obviously more serious. His eyes were all bright light, and the big knife in his hand was shining brightly.
Hum--
Suddenly, the Fucang sword in Zhang Yang's hand trembled again. This time, without colliding with other immortals, the Fucang sword actively flashed a bright light.
This is not the cyan light reflected by Zhang Yang's rapid dance, but the purest sword awn.
The cyan sword is full of feet.
Zhang Yang can even feel the excitement sent by Fu Cangjian.
As if out of control, Fu Cang Jian was extremely active and trembling slightly.
Fu Cang Jian, live!
Zhang Yang was pleasantly surprised, feeling the faint confrontation between Fu Cangjian and Sambo in the hands of the big knife, and immediately understood what was going on.
Existence of such levels as Fucang Sword and Sambo in the hands of Sambo have their most basic sage. Of course, this kind of intellect cannot be compared with human beings, and even in some ways, even ordinary beasts are not comparable.
However, they are really their own wisdom.
This can be called an instrumental spirit-the spirit of an object.
It is said. Instrumental spirits are a common phenomenon in the fairyland. Self-cultivation. Those who can possess instrumental spirits are all magic weapons.
Since Fucang and Jiuying are old rivals, they must have fought with each other more than once. Now, seeing the old opponent flaunting his power in front of him, Fu Cang Jian immediately dared not be lonely.
Zhang Yang's heart was hot and felt that this was definitely a good opportunity, a good chance to subdue Fu Cangjian.
While they are active, communicate with them well if you can get the recognition of this sword. Maybe you can take it all in one fell swoop.
"Fushikura sword used to be the famous weapon of Fucang's predecessors, and this knife, known as the Three Treasures. It was the masterpiece of my master's fame. Master Jiuying, my master, succeeded in the practice. He rarely used this knife again. So, it was given to me. And, named me Sambo ... Among them, I have no disrespect to Fu Shicang. "
Sambo had a big knife in his hand, a glowing expression on his face, and a passionate battle.
Under tremendous pressure, Zhang Yang also began to calm down. In the face of such crazy enemies, if you can't go all out. But if you think about other things in random, I am afraid that the end is a dead end.
"Mr. Zhang Yang. Let's just let it go! Let's go!"
Sambo yelled, raised his sword over his head, and suddenly split it severely.
Zhang Yang held the long hilt in both hands, and the wide blade flickered with bright light, and the surrounding area was dangling, looking strange.
what--
Zhang Yang shouted openly, picking up.
Ding!
Fukura Sword!
Sambo knife!
After experiencing countless years, the two soldiers finally collided again.
Hum--
bell--
In the strong tremor, Zhang Yang only felt that his mana was like a dyke, and through the hilt of the sword, he frantically instilled into Fucang sword.
Zhang Yang's face changed slightly. This Fukang Sword is indeed an immortal, consuming mana speed, and the state of the town demon tower at full speed is even more than ten times faster.
With the infusion of this mana, the light of Fucang Sword became more intense, flickering and jumping, like a snake.
Huh!
The aftershock flickered, Zhang Yang disappeared in place, a teleportation appeared behind Sambo, and Fukang Sword quickly cut out.
Ding!
The white light flashed, and the knife crossed an arc, and struck fiercely on the Fucang sword.
Huh!
The afterimage flashed, and Zhang Yang disappeared again.
A teleportation appeared above Sambo's head. Fu Cang Jian brought up a long cyan sword mang with imposing majesty.
Ding!
There was no sign of panic in Sambo, Sambo knife crossed an arc again, and picked up again, blocking the attack of Fucang sword again.
Zhang Yang frowned.
He soon discovered the problem. Under the traction of the fairy air machine, his teleportation seems to have no effect at all.
Regardless of which direction you appear in, as soon as you appear, the Qi of Qixian always locks on you, and you can quickly keep up.
From this point of view, continuous use of teleport not only can not let yourself be at an advantage, but will increasingly put you at a disadvantage.
Because the use of the fairy to attack, this is extremely mana consuming, each attack of the fairy is accompanied by a large amount of mana burning.
Teleportation also consumes mana.
The two "big oil users", even though Zhang Yang's constitution and exercises are special, the mana in his body far exceeds that of the monks of the same level, and for a long time, he can't bear it.
Can no longer use Teleport!
Zhang Yang was instantly determined.
Huh!
The three treasures are not fancy, and with the rapid speed, they are beheaded again.
While Zhang Yang lifted the giant sword, his eyebrows froze, and the Soul Cone started.
A thorn in the soul, condensed, like a thin line, stabbed directly into Sambo's forehead.
The speed of the lightning flash, but saw Sambo's head twist, and the thorn soul cone fell red.
Zhang Yang's eyes widened instantly-all right?
At the same time, the bright light of the three swords has already arrived.
Zhang Yang can even feel the tremor of the Three Treasure Knives. Its instrumental spirit is full of desire for blood. This is the passion for killing.
In a hurry, Zhang Yang clenched the hilt of his sword with his hands, and Fukang sword picked up, and the huge cyan sword greeted him.
when!
A heavy engagement, under great force. Zhang Yang's body was almost thrown away.
Sambo is ignorant, and seizes the opportunity. With both feet on the ground, the whole man bounced off like a streamer.
Zhang Yangren is in the air and knows that he is weaker in strength and speed than the three treasures of the Divine Period. With successive attacks, he will only become more and more vulnerable.
Without hesitation, continue to teleport.
Huh!
The afterimage flashed, and Zhang Yang disappeared instantly.
Strangely, the stab that Sambo split did not have the momentum to close. And the long blade, not just attacking the afterimage, but suddenly soared.
Huh!
More than 500 miles away, Zhang Yang's figure just flashed. Seeing a blazing white blade follow.
Zhang Yang's eyes widened instantly.
Mana output. Fu Cang Jian's blue light was bright in his hand, and he went out.
Huh!
A huge explosion, Zhang Yang was severely destroyed. Smashed down to the ground.
boom--
The fiery white blade fell, and a huge gully thousands of kilometers formed instantly.
It's like an earthquake.
And Zhang Yang himself is ragged, naked with green fluff, visible to the naked eye. The cracks that were ripped apart looked miserable.
Zhang Yang is exhausting. Once teleported to more than 500 miles away, I did not expect that it was still locked by the blade of the Three Treasure Knife.
This is mainly due to his lack of combat experience and his fluke. Knowing that he would be locked by the blade, he would still give it a try at the critical moment.
Huh!
The figure flashed, and Sambo followed.
His eyes were cold and expressionless, and his sword was shining with dazzling light. Obviously, Sambo had no intention of showing mercy.
In his dictionary, the best way to respect his opponent is to kill him with the strongest strength.
...
call out--
A fiery streamer rushed up from the ground, crossed an arc, and quickly came in the direction of Zhang Yang's battle with Sambo.
The anxious expression on Zhang Yang's face pushed the speed to the extreme.
It was Zhang Yang's temporary decision to dispatch two avatars.
After some fighting, Zhang Yang found that if the zombies were the only ones, there would be nothing to do with the three treasures. Moreover, after fighting for a long time, after the three treasures knew their many means, the zombies would be in an increasingly disadvantaged position. It was eventually killed.
Zhang Yang can't afford to lose.
After the last transfer, the zombies now have three treasures: Fucang Sword, All Souls, and Solo.
Once the zombies are beheaded, it will take a lot of time and mana to reshape the avatars. Even these treasures will be lost.
Moreover, falling into the hands of Sambo is equivalent to falling into the hands of Jiuying. Where is the possibility of regaining it?
The two detachments are dispatched. If they are beheaded at the same time, there is a danger of falling, but Zhang Yang has a certain confidence. With the teleportation and the extremely fast speed, if they escape, they will definitely be able to escape at least. One.
It is a big time to sacrifice the human avatar to support the three treasures, hand over the most important treasures to the zombies avatar, and let the zombies avatar with the teleportation and golden wings.
Zhang Yang even prepared a retreat for failure.
...
The palm was flipped, and a large black owl appeared in his hand.
Zhang Yang did not dare to use the Soro Ring. Soro's precepts are mainly for defense, but they are only quasi-immortals; while Sambo is able to bring out the power of the sacred sword.
Zhang Yang did not dare to take risks. In case Solo could not ward off the power of the Three Swords, the result would be disastrous. Zhang Yang could not bear it.
Wan Yaoxian vigorously recruited.
call--
A cloud of gray-black cloud suddenly swept away towards the Three Treasures, the wind was swaying, the ghosts were crying, the souls were sullen, their faces were bleak, and their teeth were grinning.
kill!
kill!
kill!
Sambo held a long knife in his hand, splitting his head against the gray-black mist.
For a moment, the killing was full.
The sky knife shadows converged into one instantly, carrying the imposing momentum, and chopped directly into the mist.
what--
Woo--
There were screams of shouts, and countless living souls melted like clear frost in the scorching sun. Even the condensed elementary infants, under the blazing light of this fairy ware, ran away.
The fierce blade, with its imposing momentum, penetrated the gray-black cloud gas and slashed directly towards Zhang Yang.
Zhang Yang was so furious that he couldn't care about the enchantment, and Fucang sword was raised again in his hand.
The cyan sword mount was released instantly, and the mana poured in frantically.
when!
Jianmang and the blade intersect, one is a hasty challenge, and the other is the momentum of indomitableness, the winner and the loser.
boom--
Zhang Yang was hit hard again. Although the swordmang of Fucang sword blocked the main force of the blade, but the countless fine blades were cut off, but Zhang Yang's body was cut into pieces.
These swords are extremely sharp, and Zhang Yang's powerful defense is as fragile as tofu. One by one, deep mouths can see bone. Many more passed through.
The aftermath of the intersection of the swords instantly destroyed the surrounding ground, the dust rose, the chaos was flying, the ground was shaking, and a huge basin was formed.
...
The battlefield is only a few miles away from Maiji Town.
The tremendous momentum of the fight caused the monks in the city to be alarmed.
boom--
The mountain shook for a while, and even the town of Maiji was shaking like an earthquake.
This time, even mortals were panic-stricken, and people took to the streets with panic expressions everywhere.
"What's going on? Is the beast tide siege?"
"It's a monster besieging the city! Is it such a violent fluctuation that the moat has been bombed?"
"It must be this way! The monsters will enter the city, and we will all die! We will be eaten by the monsters."
"I'm going to die? No! I can't die like this, I'm not married yet! The Liu family has a good skin, and whoever rushes over to Lao Tzu will be happy before death."
"Leave! The restaurant manager of the Zhao family restaurant is the least important thing. Last time I went to eat, I looked down on Lao Tzu.
"..."
Soon, the entire town of Maiji became violent, and some people started to kill people on the street, venting their depression; some people saw a woman on the road, whether it was pretty or not, was down, and it didn't matter Is there anyone around, who has smashed his clothes and carried a gun to battle-of course, no one can watch it at this time; some people have extremely clear goals and broke into nearby people's homes ...
For a while, chaos seemed to be overcrowding, as if the end was coming, people were venting at the last moment. The ugliness of human nature is exposed.
"Everyone is squatting in place and don't move around! Otherwise, let's kill!"
"There is no monster attacking the city. Do n’t panic, UU reading www.uukanshu.com!"
The response of the moat was also quick. With the blessing of mana, one voice shouted, as if it exploded directly in everyone's ears.
Most people calmed down quickly when they heard the words, and saw the flying monks flying in the sky and the fighters on the ground who were on the street quickly squatting on the ground.
However, there are also people with ulterior motives who, instead of obeying orders, shouted and shouted, with the intention of making the situation more chaotic.
Of course, such people are generally very miserable.
A flying sword shot down in the sky, and the streamer flashed, and the mortals in chaos fell like wheat.
The stump was broken and blood was flowing to the ground.
Thick blood, wanton killings, and examples lay before them, and people calmed down quickly. (To be continued ...)
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