At this moment, Zhan Ziyang's heartbeat was very fast, as if his whole heart was about to jump out of his body. He looked at the three people blocking his way with a solemn expression. If there were only those two monks in the innate realm, Zhan Ziyang might not be able to do it.
There is not much fear, but the powerful spiritual energy fluctuations that occasionally come out of this middle-aged man in yellow brocade clothes make Zhan Ziyang feel a little afraid.
Although Zhan Ziyang still couldn't see through his cultivation level, Zhan Ziyang could vaguely guess that this monk in yellow brocade robes had at least a cultivation level above the middle stage of True Spirit. With such tyrannical strength, Zhan Ziyang simply could not
He was not completely sure that he could receive the opponent's attack, so he was watching him cautiously at the moment.
"Humph, boy, I really didn't expect that you are really brave. Since you want to die so much, I will help you, the third brother, kill him." The middle-aged man in yellow brocade suddenly turned his eyes
A strong murderous intention flashed through the middle explosion, and he ordered to the thin man next to him who was wearing a black robe.
"Yes, brother!" The man in black robes, with a hint of brilliance in his eyes, responded respectfully, controlled the flying sword at his feet, and slowly pushed towards Zhan Ziyang.
The man in black robe has already reached the sixth level of innate cultivation. Although he is the weakest among the three, his combat power cannot be underestimated.
Seeing the man in black robe slowly approaching him, Zhan Ziyang's nerves became highly concentrated and he was cautiously wary of the man in black robe.
However, the eyes of the man in black robes were full of disdain and ridicule for Zhan Ziyang. Although Zhan Ziyang has already reached the second level of innate cultivation at such an age, even if his talent is not necessarily that strong, it is enough.
People feel surprised
However, the man in black robe didn't pay any attention to Zhan Ziyang's innate second-level cultivation. When the man in black robe wanted to kill him by himself, it would be as easy as chopping vegetables. At that moment, the man in black robe showed a sinister smile and said: "Boy, that's weird.
It’s your fault for being too arrogant and too weak to protect this money, go to hell!”
After saying that, the man in black robe didn't hesitate at all, he directly stretched out his skinny right palm and grabbed Zhan Ziyang's head like lightning.
However, Zhan Ziyang did not show the slightest sign of panic. An imperceptible killing intent flashed through his eyes. He actually controlled the flying sword under his feet and moved it to the left at a speed that was even faster than that of the man in black robe.
He walked some distance away and dodged the lightning strike from the man in black robe.
At the same time, Zhan Ziyang did not make any interruption. He turned sideways and stepped hard on the flying sword with his right foot. His left leg was like a steel whip weighing a thousand kilograms. In an instant, it soared into the air towards the head of the man in black robe.
Beat him up hard
Even, due to Zhan Ziyang's whip that seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, there were bursts of "buzzing" sounds in the air.
A trace of surprise flashed across the black-robed man's eyes as he stared at Zhan Ziyang. He seemed not to have thought that Zhan Ziyang not only dodged his quick blow in an instant, but also counterattacked him.
However, the man in black robe did not show any signs of panic. His combat experience was much richer than that of Zhan Ziyang, and his ability to respond to situations was also extremely strong. A strong murderous intent flashed through the eyes of the man in black robe.
His figure was like a ghost, reaching its peak in an instant. When Zhan Ziyang's left leg attacked, he circled from Zhan Ziyang's right side to behind him.
At the same time, the cold voice of the man in black robes also sounded behind Zhan Ziyang, "Struggling in vain, you will die here!"
After saying that, the wood-type Qi in the black-robed man's body began to spin away in an instant. A faint green light covered the skinny palms of the black-robed man. The powerful Qi pressure was like a majestic mountain.
He struck at Zhan Ziyang's defenseless back like lightning.
All of this happened in an instant. At this moment, Zhan Ziyang could not change his body shape to defend against the fatal blow of the man in black robe.
At that moment, Zhan Ziyang clenched his teeth, and the Yin Spirit Qi in his body began to circulate quickly. It formed a set of dark black armor out of his body. He hugged Chi Yu tightly in his arms and endured the blackness.
The heavy palm of the man in robe
"boom!"
The palm covered with violent wood attribute energy was like a majestic mountain, hitting Zhan Ziyang's broad back hard, and even an irregular vibration came from the air.
"Poof!" Zhan Ziyang opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. The black armor formed in a hurry on his body also heard a cracking sound, and completely shattered.
However, Zhan Ziyang also relied on the concussive force of the black-robed man's palm, and his figure quickly fell towards the ground below. Like a glider, he leaped forward more than three feet with his feet on the ground before stopping.
After getting down, he turned around and looked coldly at the man in black robe who was chasing after him.