The First Immortal of the Heavens

As Zhang Yang, who suffered successive injuries, released Bing Yuyan, he fisted upward with his right hand.

boom!

The top layer that fell down like a sword again was bombarded by him again.

At this point, he just breathed a sigh of relief.

But Bing Yuyan was a beautiful and flawless pretty face that was green for a while, white for a while, a little unbearable.

This man who took advantage of her was actually saving her.

The problem is that she also punched him.

To save himself, he was injured by the demon sword.

For the arrogant, conceited, self-holding identity, ability, and the ice jade face that overlooks others, I really feel ashamed, anxious, bored, and I don't know how to speak.

Just opening her mouth, she is like a cat with its tail trampled on.

"burden!"

With just these two words, Bing Yuyan almost opened her teeth and claws in disregard of her image.

In the end, she gritted her teeth and muttered secretly for the sake of saving me, spare your life, and quickly healed Zhang Yang's bleeding, but she did not know this but calmed the **** and irritable Zhang Yang again. of.

Zhang Yang's violent killing intent disappeared, but his eyes were fixed on the Snow Demon Sword.

At the beginning of the King Kong Dojo, he had personally experienced the terrifying methods of the Demon Sword Forbidden Land.

The difference is that the Snowflake Demon Sword dissipated on its own after one blow, and did not fight back again.

On the contrary, the snowflakes on the walls of the palace are still as white as jade, still clean and thorough, but Zhang Yang knows that under the surface purity, it is a vicious killer move.

"You didn't expect to be in danger?"

"You can only be an afterthought forever?"

"You don't know that their two forbidden areas are offensive in a victorious state. Even if you can't break the place where you hide your treasures, at least they will leave the forbidden law?"

He asked three times in a row, Bing Yuyan's breath was short of breath, and there was a wave of irritability boiling in her heart.

"Just talk about me, why didn't you expect it." Bing Yuyan couldn't bear it.

Zhang Yang curled his lips and said, "Who saved you?"

Bing Yuyan's charming red lips opened, but she couldn't speak.

"Without me, you have died twice." Zhang Yang said.

Bing Yuyan snorted, sulking.

Zhang Yang looked at the palace wall and directly activated the eight supernatural powers.

Golden light, thunder and lightning, raging anger.

A crit of thunder and fire.

He didn't need to take action, but the palace walls shook violently with the two powerful attacking powers, and the demon sword was about to take shape at the center of Snowflake.

Zhang Yang directly punched him.

boom!

The demon sword was broken, the snowflake pattern appeared cracks, and the palace walls were more cracked.

He punched twice in a row.

boom! boom!

The snowflake pattern burst.

The palace wall was bombed.

The falling rock above his head, like a sword, also fell, and he shouted, "I'm not going in yet."

Bing Yuyan woke up like a dream, secretly called the monster, and rushed into it.

Zhang Yang followed closely behind.

Behind the palace wall is a passage that still extends downward.

"Go."

Zhang Yang stepped forward.

With this attitude, there is no wave of calm.

On the contrary, Bing Yuyan was a little upset, what does this mean, completely disappointed in me? Pooh! I am a boundless realm of Consummation. I want to prove that I am a saint. Why should I care about the attitude of an ant?

"Hey! Slow down."

She was proud of her to keep up with the pace of publicity.

The channel is deep and deep.

After traveling more than 20 meters, Zhang Yang stopped and he felt the crisis.

Observing carefully, there is a dark meaning surging above the passage wall, which is a bit similar to the outside, but the sharpness of the sword is more important.

Zhang Yang took a deep breath and moved on.

Two steps, a black demon sword shot out from the dark wall.

Zhang Yang raised his hand to interrupt.

The demon sword fell to the ground and dissipated, with demon intentions lingering.

"The Demon Sword Forbidden Land is poisonous." Bing Yuyan Feng's eyes were sharp.

Zhang Yang said: "It is very vicious, do you have a solution?"

Bing Yuyan shut up.

If there were no restrictions on the special avenue immortal sealing technique of the great forest, she would not be afraid.

In the face of this kind of magical power, she was very jealous, because the forbidden method jointly imposed by the Demon Sword Forbidden Land and the Ghost God Terrace was specifically aimed at their ice and snow divine palace, with considerable restraint, plus a restricted realm, and many secret methods. It is difficult to use, so she is not sure.

just……

Seeing the open eyes, Bing Yuyan couldn't control her irritability again.

What kind of look is that? Contempt? ridicule? Look down on people?

Bing Yuyan's proud heart made her unbearable, and said stubbornly: "You don't have to look at me like this. Save me a few times. After leaving the wild forest, I will save you a few times in return."

"You said." Zhang Yang said.

"What the Lord of the Palace said, I will do it!" Bing Yuyan said coldly.

"it is good."

Zhang Yang moved forward quickly.

The black demon sword shot one after another.

He fisted away.

The first demon sword was broken.

He faintly said: "One time, plus the previous two times, it counts as three times."

Immediately, he punched the second demon sword.

"Four times."

Break another sword.

"Five times."

He was very fast, and the black demon sword in the passage attacked more violently.

At a time, he was the only one who made punches, smashed swords, and shouted and shouted.

Bang bang bang...

"Six times, seven times, eight times... twenty times... thirty times... fifty times, fifty times."

Fifty-seven black demon swords exploded in one go.

The demon intent that remained lingering on the ground was shattered by the sun's sacred fire and lightning that he waved casually.

Bing Yuyan gritted her teeth fifty times along the way, so angry, is this fifty-one life-saving grace?

Zhang Yang caught a glimpse and said, "Do you think it's wrong? Well, you try."

Bing Yuyan felt that she couldn't help beating this man. It was too cheap, deliberately irritating, that is, she couldn't beat him here, otherwise she would have to beat him to death.

She gritted her teeth and ignored it.

Zhang Yang shrugged and said, "You are approved, that's fine."

He moved forward again.

Bang bang bang...

"Fifty-two, fifty-three... seventy-one, seventy-two... ninety-eight, ninety-nine, a hundred times."

After blasting one hundred black demon swords in a row, Zhang Yang took a long breath and said, "I am a person of righteousness, generosity, and a bit of digital obsessive-compulsive disorder. One hundred is a good number, and the rest is considered once."

He directly urged the sun power and the killing thunder power.

The fire was raging, the thunder and lightning roared, blasting forward.

The passage in front was trembling, and the various black demon swords were destroyed without being shot.

"How about it, that's interesting." Zhang Yang said, "Obviously there are more, I only save you a hundred and one time."

Bing Yuyan clenched her fists and gritted her teeth. She was going to run away, shameless slut!

She has met such a superb in her life.

Zhang Yang saw it and laughed secretly, calling you arrogant, arrogant, and arrogant.

That is, Bing Yuyan is a person on his side. If he is an enemy, he would have been killed early. He has the same virtue as the Seventh Prince Mu Shaoyang, Qiu Lingshui and others. He is used to look down on people and overlook others, which is the most disgusting. Then he got rid of her virtue.

Next, they flowed unimpeded and soon came to the underground chamber.

The secret room is very cold.

There is an ice sacred stone that can be used as a single bed, with a sword stuck in it.

"This is the Ice Soul Holy Sword." Seeing this sword, Bing Yuyan's irritability disappeared, full of joy and excitement.

The sword remained.

Ice Soul Holy Sword, Holy Artifact!

This is genuine.

Bing Yuyan's arrogant temperament came again, and he hummed: "I hold this sword, and no one is my opponent under the saint of the southern Xinjiang land."

She is very conceited and confident.

Zhang Yang looked at her without speaking.

The arrogant Bing Yuyan was uncomfortable being seen, thinking that the vast forest is also in the southern borders, and the monster in front of him is so abnormal, her momentum just ascended suddenly vented: "When I didn't say it."

She took out a useless storage bag and was about to take away the Ice Soul Divine Stone and Ice Soul Holy Sword.

Zhang Yang doubted: "You don't have a sword?"

"This sacred stone contains mystery, only the saint can forcefully break it, or use the ice spirit divine power, the rest is not allowed." Bing Yuyan said a little annoyed, "If I could get this sword back then, how could I let the ghosts And the demon sword is forbidden to be presumptuous."

"Really? I want to give it a try." Zhang Yang really didn't believe in evil.

Bing Yuyan said: "Okay, just try."

Zhang Yang saw a smile and provocation in her beautiful eyes. He didn't say anything, knowing that the first beauty in southern Xinjiang wanted to find a chance to vent and hit him.

He wants to try even more.

Eight supernatural powers, attack without reservation.

boom!