The golden armor on Zhan Ziyang's body emitted golden light, which relieved most of the force of the impact. His figure was as strong as an eagle, and he landed steadily on the ground, holding the Yin Yang Sword upside down in his hand.
At this time, he was shocked by the two violent energies and vomited blood. He fell to the ground. The middle-aged man walked over slowly.
And the flaming red spear had broken apart at this moment, broken into two pieces, and fell aside.
"Is the weapon in that kid's hand also a spiritual weapon?" The girl in white who was fighting fiercely with the black spear had been secretly paying attention to Zhan Ziyang. After all, she had dragged him into this unexpected storm.
When she saw Zhan Ziyang, using the Yin-Yang Sword, which was dull and like mortal iron, to cut off the spear, which was an eighth-grade profound weapon, the girl in white showed a trace of surprise in her eyes, but she also
Without thinking much, seeing Zhan Ziyang's victory, he could now concentrate more on fighting the enemy. He let out a loud shout, and the long whip in his hand suddenly became complicated, and he rolled towards the black spear with every move.
Black Spear and the injured innate warrior naturally discovered the result of the battle here, but they were troubled by the entanglement of the girl in white and could not come to the rescue separately.
Zhan Ziyang, with a cold face and no expression, walked up to the middle-aged man who fell to the ground and could not move and said in a cold voice: "Send you on your way!"
Although Zhan Ziyang is not a murderous person, Zhan Ziyang clearly knows that this person has had real murderous intentions towards him before. If he is let go, he will definitely let the tiger go back to the mountain and cause unnecessary trouble.
What's more, when Zhan Ziyang was practicing martial arts, Yan Nantian had warned him that being kind to the enemy would be cruel to oneself, so it was impossible for Zhan Ziyang to leave any trouble for himself.
"I am convinced to serve you. I have no regrets even if I die. I just hope you can tell me that the weapon in your hand is of spiritual quality?" The middle-aged man did not show any sign of begging for mercy.
It’s like not taking the impending death into your eyes
However, there was a trace of regret in his eyes. That was because Zhan Ziyang did not answer his question. He simply shook his head and ended his decades of life.
It's not that Zhan Ziyang doesn't want to answer his question, but Zhan Ziyang himself doesn't know the quality of this Yin-Yang sword. When he fought with Gu Langyu before, just a casual blow had already destroyed his ninth-grade Xuan sword.
There was a crack in the device, which made Zhan Ziyang puzzled all the time.
However, Zhan Ziyang didn't think too much at the moment, after all, there were still things that had not been resolved.
Slowly squatting down, Zhan Ziyang put away the storage ring on the middle-aged man's hand, separated out a ray of innate spiritual consciousness, and penetrated it, but couldn't help but whispered with some disappointment: "I'm really poor, I only have
The three low-grade spiritual stones are ten times different from the spiritual stones that guy had last time!"
Zhan Ziyang complained dissatisfiedly, but he didn't know that for a middle-aged man like this, who is still in the innate realm after decades, and is only the lowest outer disciple in the sect, it is good enough to have these few spiritual stones.
Got it
After complaining, Zhan Ziyang showed a bright smile and looked at the fight between the girl in white and the fierce man who had not yet finished fighting. He found a safe corner and watched patiently.
Seeing Zhan Ziyang sitting aside so leisurely, as if enjoying a good show, the girl in white couldn't help but became slightly angry and said: "Beast, why don't you come over and help me!"
Hearing this, Zhan Ziyang couldn't help but feel a little angry, and reprimanded: "Witch, why are you calling me a beast? I'm still a pure young man. You are the one who suddenly broke in on your own. How can you blame me?"
Zhan Ziyang looked like he had been wronged. He allowed the girl in white to curse and shout, but she did not come forward to help, and even made sarcastic remarks.
The angry girl in white was almost seriously injured by the black spear
"Boy, let me tell you, my aunt, I was severely injured because I broke through the three-star array set up by this stupid guy and two others. Now I can only exert my cultivation level close to the ninth level of the innate. If I die,
They will never let you go. Don’t forget that you can kill one of them, so you’d better come over and help us and we’ll deal with him together!”
The girl in white dodges the attack of the bright yellow machete in the black spear's hand, while attacking and killing the seriously injured innate warrior, and said to Zhan Ziyang
At the same time, the girl in white led the battlefield and gradually approached Zhan Ziyang.