shock!

quiet!

The moment "Zhang Yuanzhu" stepped out of the door, many people present had already guessed something.

But when they saw the fist mark that poked out from behind the portal, everyone, including Yang Yu, couldn't help but breathe.

"Prince Zhao..."

It seemed like he was burned by fire. In front of the door, everyone except Yang Yu subconsciously retreated and stayed away.

Kakka ~

The illusory portal seems to be moaning, as if it cannot bear the breath of the person behind it.

Then, under everyone's gaze, a tall figure hid more than nine feet tall, stepped out from behind the door.

boom!

As this figure appeared, the vast and domineering aura rushed like an angry tide, trampling wildly in all directions.

Standing three feet in the air, this nine-foot body that seemed to be empty and illusory just stood without moving, causing layers of frenzy.

"Old Prince..."

At this moment, Yang Yu couldn't help but move his eyes.

The figure in front of me is not the young King Zhao who has just become a martial saint in the recipe of refining the "Nine Ox and Two Tigers".

It’s not Zhang Xuanba who is old-fashioned at the foot of Qisha Mountain.

Instead, the King Zhao, the Western Palace, who was fully combative and unreserved, wanted to die with the enemy!

True, the best martial arts!

"This old witch..."

Mu Qingliu's face looked extremely ugly.

The most different thing about magical powers and Taoist techniques is that the first two are simply unreasonable!

Whether it is Taoist art or magical power, the root of it comes from the Tao fruit, from the heaven and earth!

The mystery is fundamentally beyond the scope of being able to be seen by humans, and the terrifying role it can play is often beyond the scope that ordinary people can understand.

At this moment, he could not understand how this old witch did it, and printed so many great masters behind the door and used it for his use...

"Zhang Xuanba!"

Only half of the Buddha's face was left, and it seemed to be a little changed. I remembered that there was a flash of fire in the stone-carved eye sockets:

"Junior sister, your book of heroes is really extraordinary..."

"I heard that you once held the etiquette of a disciple and followed him for more than a month? But I don't know if it is your half disciple better than your half disciple, or your half disciple?"

At the same time, the voice of the old woman in black came from the void, underground, and behind the door. She ignored Lu Chen, and all her spirits gathered in the records of heroes and the young swordsmen in front of the door.

In the previous battle, she suffered a great loss, but it was still a big loss!

This person not only refined his own self-sacrifice seal, but also used her Taoist technique in a way that she could not understand.

No one responded to her, and Yang Yuzi ignored the dead man in his heart. His attention was all on the tall figure in front of the door.

He had no way of understanding the old witch's magic technique, but he really felt the familiar aura.

And, will!

"Haha, I'll find out soon!"

Several incarnations of the same origin have different personalities. Compared with the old woman in white, she looks even colder.

She seemed to be very happy that the people inside and outside the valley were shocked, afraid and angry, but then, they turned into hideous anger:

"Kill him!"

"careful……"

Feng Wushuang and the others retreated one after another, and Zhang Dong shook his painful arms, feeling his teeth sore.

But the words before were still in my ears, and at this moment I had to grit my teeth and send a message:

"King Yang just acted, and I tried my best to make this sound. Even if the real King Zhao was resurrected, I could be entangled, so don't talk about it..."

Zhang Dong's voice transmission was very fast, but he discovered something was wrong even faster.

The "shadow" standing in the air did not move...

Buzz!

When several people were surprised, a large stream of light burst out again.

Then, figures that emerged from the door rushed towards everyone.

"Kill..."

"Who to kill?!"

The flames and clouds surging violently, interrupting the magic sound that flowed from all directions.

At the same time, in the extremely distant fantasy realm, Lu Chen, who was watching the "Xuanshi" from afar, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows:

"He can actually do this?"

"You are not dead?!"

The huge roar drowned out the shock and anger of the old woman in black. It started from the sea of ​​magma and fire, and it seemed to be connected to the void, and the huge portal, which seemed to be empty and illusory, shattered with a bang!

After that, the loud bell also sounds like a heroic sound:

"One punch!"

"You are not dead?! Impossible! Impossible!"

The extremely shocked and angry voice echoed inside and outside the valley. Under the strong wind, everyone's expressions changed drastically.

Because, it was not anyone present who took action, but Zhang Xuanba who came out of the illusory portal!

"you?!"

Zhang Dong, who was already ready to move forward, then retreated and looked at the tall figure with his eyes, and was extremely shocked.

"this……"

"Prince Zhao?!"

"What?!"

...

There was an uproar inside and outside the valley. No matter how enemies and friends were, they were shocked at this moment, and stood there on the spot.

Only when Yang Yu thought about it, Yu the old woman in black was shocked and suddenly activated the moment when her breath fluctuated.

Boom!

The ground like a ruin was completely broken under his feet, and the blood and energy of the surging sea burst out with the true energy.

In an instant, his figure disappeared from everyone's sight, and only a flash of dazzling fist light was indistinguishable from him, cutting through the night!

All those who have come here today are masters of the world and heroes, but few people can reflect on it at this moment.

It was not until the rumbling sound echoed from the night sky that it suddenly woke up.

"good!"

On the cliff, someone seemed to sigh with his palms. Then, a palm suddenly appeared in the void and slapped towards the night sky.

“Ha~”

Even Yu Baimei, who was also a Martial Saint, did not react to the change at this moment, but Mu Qingliu reacted.

Not only did he react, the sword light that had been suppressed for a long time also burst out, and then came first!

Zheng!

Like a waterfall sword light scattering across the sky, a bloody light shining on the three-foot iron sword, with a shocking murderous intent,

Slashed towards the palm that poked out from the void:

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

boom!

Rumble!

The earth-shaking battle broke out in an instant, and its speed was so fast that Zhang Dong could intervene, even Yu Baimei, who was holding the Seven Tribulation Sword, was half a beat slower.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! When he stood up with his sword, his eyes were filled with an ocean of exploding air and real aura collision. In the huge valley, smoke and dust were rolling, and large areas of soil, sand and stone were shaken into powder and thrown into the sky.

As strong as him, he can't intervene at this moment!

boom!

In the night, fists bloomed, and the brilliant golden light shone through the night of the valley. Under the shaking of the void, a blurred figure was squeezed out of the void!
To be continued...