ah...!

Feilong Mingjiang was so frightened that he howled so loudly that it shook the earth.

He is a real saint! He can't defeat a quasi-sage.

He became angry, and his eyebrows were engraved with secret patterns. His aura increased accordingly, and a silver thunder dragon spiraled out of his body, which could be used to attack or defend. The dragon's roar resounded through the sky like muffled thunder.

His combat power increased dramatically, and he thought he was ready again.

However, when Zhao Yun arrives, everything will be false.

The howl is loud and useless.

Even if the forbidden law is introduced, it is also just decoration.

Zhao Yun dominated the sky and punched through the universe with a punch from the sky. The thunder dragon hit the ground and exploded into pieces. The flying dragon Mingjiang who arrived later suffered the aftermath of the punch and flew into the sky again. His tough physique , cracks opened, and blood flowed out.

Whoosh!

Zhao Yun was like a ghost, following him like a shadow, hitting his head and face with another slap.

Feilong Mingjiang was knocked unconscious by the beating. In his daze, he felt a chill all over his body.

It doesn't matter, someone brought him warmth. Well, it was a warm and kind big hand. It grabbed his wrist and lifted him up. From the sky, it hit the ground with a bang. You can see The spectators on the sidelines were very cautious.

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Feilong Ming squirted out this mouthful of old blood, making it dripping freely.

Pain, stomach pain, kidney pain, liver pain...all over my body hurts.

Seeing that Mr. Zhao was in a very unhappy mood, he threw nine consecutive blows, making the heaven and earth tremble. He stunned a genuine saint and suffered a shattering fracture. Even the real body of the soul exploded. There were cracks, and his mind was in chaos.

Gudong!

The spectators swallowed their saliva for a while, because the man named Zhao was so lively.

Fortunately, he was Feilong Mingjiang and had a good foundation. If he had been another half-baked saint, he would have been turned into ashes! Is this how their universe fights with people?

General Feilong Ming fainted and was sent into a nightmare by Zhao Yun.

He lost. A saint versus a quasi-sage, and his defeat was a complete mess.

Looking at Zhao Yun, he seemed to be fine, dusted himself off, turned around and left.

I can have a good sleep tonight.

"Are you leaving now?" A faint laugh suddenly sounded.

Before he finished speaking, he saw a figure descending from the sky and landing on the messy street, blocking Zhao Yun's way. A closer look revealed that it was Lu Yang from Minghai.

"You have to give an explanation for hurting me, Young Lord Minghai."

After Lu Yang, there were still many people appearing, some falling on the eaves, some hanging in the void, some with their hands behind their backs, or some shaking their folding fans. Counting Lu Yang, there were seventy-three people, all young people. They all looked like saints, each with a heroic figure, billowing energy and blood, and a powerful force that made the space and the universe roar.

Eh?

The spectators who thought the show had come to an end were all in high spirits again.

Looking at the demeanor of Lu Yang and these people, it was obvious that they wanted to deal with Zhao Yun.

Speaking of these people, the big ghosts and little ghosts all looked at the old underworld general beside them:

"Who are these?"

"Master of the Seventy-Two Young Masters of Minghai." Old Mingjiang said leisurely.

Hearing this, both the big ghosts and the little ghosts were frightened. They often heard that each of the seventy-two palaces in the sea of ​​​​underworld has a young master with extraordinary talent. His combat power is not weaker than that of the underworld generals under the Yama of the Ten Palaces. They have always been just I heard that this is the first time to meet me, and all seventy-two of them are here, including Young Master Lu Yang, and all the talents of the younger generation of Minghai are here!

"What do you mean, Zhao Yun still has a grudge against Ming Hai?"

"If there were no grudges, there wouldn't be such a big battle."

"Seventy-three saints, just one kick for Zhao Yun is enough for him to be on his way."

The noise started again, and too many people gathered. Not to mention the big and small ghosts, even the old underworld generals and even the Lord of the Ghost City who stood on the eaves watching the show were shocked. On weekdays, Mr. Shaofu was rarely seen, but tonight he was really neat and tidy.

Here we are, the Seventy-Two Young Masters are all good, and they are actually engaging in such a big battle for a little quasi-sage from the outer universe.

"This is going to cause trouble." The two ghost kings, holding abacus, both looked at the owner of the ghost city. The sea of ​​​​underworld is not an ordinary land, it is a big prince in the underworld, not to mention that it is a small ghost city, even if it is ten

Palace Yama is also afraid of three points. If Emperor Ming and the Emperor are not here, who can suppress Ming Hai! Now, Young Master Ming Hai and the Seventy-two Young Masters are here. If something goes wrong in the ghost city, Ming Hai will

Can Hai give up and give up?

"Let's take a look first." The Lord of the Ghost City pressed firmly.

No matter how awesome Minghai is, he can still be as awesome as Mingdi.

Of course, in order to cause unnecessary trouble, he will take action when necessary.

As for this moment, I definitely can’t sleep, so I just want to join in the fun and watch a show!

After the fight is over, the accounts must be settled.

"You really think highly of me." Zhao Yun glanced around, the underworld is not simple! There is General Yama in front of him, and Lord Minghai Shaofu behind him, both of them are unique talents.

"Should you just surrender, or should I take action?" Lu Yang looked at Zhao Yun with a smile.

"Single fight or group fight." Zhao Yun breathed a sigh of relief as he faced the Xuanzang Sword and wiped it again and again with his sleeve.

"Is there any difference?" Lu Yang smiled coldly.

"Of course there is a difference." Zhao Yun said while wiping his sword, "If you fight alone, I will beat you up; if you fight in a group!... Then the sword will not be able to see."

hiss!

Zhao Yun's words were calm, but he shocked all the onlookers. Is this kid confused? There are seventy-three saints on the opposite side! There are so many of them that are already at the peak level. If you challenge seventy-three, you can definitely do it.

Going out standing? Don’t brag like that.

"Arrogant." Lu Yang shouted violently, and as he spoke, he raised his sword to attack.

"You can't kill a chicken with a bull's knife." Before Lu Yang could start his attack, he saw a purple-haired Shaofu Lord descending from the sky. He was holding a sharp golden sword and struck directly at the soul with a deafening sword sound.

"Watch his eyes." Someone sent a message to Zhao Yun secretly.

After taking a closer look, I realized it was the stall owner who had bled Zhao Yun.

After that, he hid in the crowd for fear of being caught. He couldn't afford to offend Ming Hai.

Zheng!

The purple-haired young master has already moved, his body is like thunder, and he strikes a chord with his sword.

He does have a pair of special eyes that sparkle with a strange light.

Zhao Yun did not move at all, until the sword tip was only three inches away from him, he raised his hand, grasped the sword tip impartially, applied force between his palms, and instantly removed the power of the sword.

"An illusion of this level also wants to harm my mind?" Zhao Yun said calmly.

"It's not over yet." The purple-haired young master smiled slyly, his eyes tearing with lightning.

"I'll make you laugh." Mr. Zhao was faster and inserted two fingers directly.

puff!

Blood suddenly appeared.

The cunning Mr. Shaofu, who was still smiling a moment ago, had his eyes blinded in this second, and the lightning that was conceived was also dead in his eyes. Instead of hurting the enemy, he hurt himself.

"Damn it."

The purple-haired young master flew away without even thinking about it.
Chapter completed!