Chapter 869 Infinite publicity

What is physical cultivation? Is it just to cultivate the body?

Wrong, hard practice is also an esoteric way of practice. His skills are more demanding, which can't be solved by practicing a skill.

This is a weapon from the whole body.

All-encommble!

The attack of the fierce killing was like a rainbow, but he didn't even touch the edge of Zhang Yang. One move failed, Zhang Yang's eyes burst open, and his hands suddenly captured one by one.

Killing wildly, he suddenly closed his strength to defend, but the force used an empty one. Zhang Yang was completely false move. With one pull and one push, he killed a stunt, and the empty door opened.

At this time, Zhang Yang is like a tiger going down the mountain, punching directly into the middle door.

"Kill, kill, kill~~~~~~~~~~~~"

In an instant, the swaying publicity is like a bursting tiger, punching one punch after another on the fierce killing, without a trace of intermittentness, every blow is in a chain, changing the angle and position, be sure not to give the other party a chance to breathe.

An 81 sets of combos broke out in an instant, and the Zhenyuan defense of the final killing was abruptly smashed by a descendant who was two levels away.

With a blow to lock the throat and bones, he rolled and fell out.

Zhang Yang's body straightened up from the tilt, with a return glass posture.

And he was so domineering that he didn't take advantage of the situation to pursue.

This situation suddenly overturned the ** of all the people present.

The Eight Saints of Beijing are the most down-to-earth, arrogant but sincere personality, and is the most popular among the people of Beijing.

Stand up and vomited. Spit, I lost two teeth.

As a rampant demon cultivation, I never expected to suffer losses in such a place.

"Kon, you are looking for your own death!"

Wow~~~~~~~

The eyes of the killing became blood red, the blood vessels of the body began to expand and falsed, the magic was diffuse, the hands began to deform, and the blood-red claws popped out.

Crazy Dafa, crazy addiction!

miso...

As soon as the ground exploded, the wild kill had come to Zhang Yang's front of the huge claws and grabbed Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang blocked it, but the crazy claws directly caught Zhang Yang.

"Kon, you are still very young!"

Madness is not crazy. Under the appearance of madness, mad killing becomes calmer and exerts the instinct of killing to the extreme.

Boom...Boom~~~~~

Zhang Yang's Zhenyuan was directly extinguished and smashed on the ground like a mallet.

Then he stepped on the flamboyant head.

Boom...

Zhang Yang's body fell directly to the ground, and he laughed wildly and pulled it out at Zhang Yang's heart.

The blood demon heart method needs to nourish the heart, the heart of the strong, the heart of the young, is undoubtedly the best supplement.

Bang...

A round thing blocked the claws, and the flamboyant figure slipped out.

Touched his face, "Ugly ghost, don't hit people in the face. Don't you know that I'm a friend of women in Hojing!"

The crazy killing was slightly stunned, and he smiled, "Ky, you are very interesting. If you have any other tricks, you can only take it to hell."

"Do you know what the craziest thing in the world is?"

"Less talk nonsense!"

"It's wine, life is like a dream, the universe in wine!"

Zhang Yang opened the wine jar, wine, drunkard wine, drunk for ten thousand years!

Clear and mellow wine enters the body, a jar, and many drunkards are about to come out.

This ten-thousand-year-old drunkenness is one of the three best drunkards, and ordinary people can't drink it.

The drunken scholar's heart trembled. It's really a waste. He can't help swallowing. In fact, the image of the master is also very limited.

Bang~~~

The wine jar was smashed, and the flamboyant figure shook, showing a cheerful smile. Zhenyuan held up slightly and burst out.

Killed with a sneer and killed Zhang Yang, "After drinking wine on the road, bring your heart!"

Boom...

Zhang Yang did not dodge, and took a hard blow. The two retreated almost at the same time, and at this moment, the first person to launch the second round of attack turned out to be Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang's pace swayed, but he came to the mad killing in an instant. The crazy killing's claws were directly taken to Zhang Yang, but he was given way by Zhang Yang in a trance, followed by a punch.

This blow seemed to be slow, and Zhang Yang himself was also a backwards, but the following attack was like bending a bow and shooting an arrow, killing like lightning.

Boom Boom Boom~~~~~

In the critical strike, Zhang Yang's Zhenyuan formed a huge image behind him.

The icon!

The statue of the universe in the wine!

This is a world of publicity, and my heart is publicity!

Kill!

After all, Zhenyuan wanted to be strong. At the critical moment of life and death, he borrowed Zhang Yang's attack, spewed out a mouthful of blood and began to fight back, but the attack failed again, and he could not avoid Zhang Yang's attack.

Zhang Yang staggered and staggered, but it was like walking in his own universe world. The attack was sometimes shaking and sometimes as fast as lightning, and he was dizzy.

In an instant, the remnants appeared one by one, and suddenly they were superimposed, and a series of explosions ended.

Zhang Yang has retreated ten steps away. His body is stiff, and the corners of his mouth show a ferocious smile. "Is Zhenyuan not enough, I..."

Just after selling a step, the body made a series of explosions, and several large holes burst out.

"This wine on the road is for you."

Put, the body that killed wildly fell down.

This is a publicity battle, and people will not be stingy with cheers.

"Who's next!" Zhang Yang pointed to the barbarian religion.

"I'll do it!"

On the blood, the sword pointed to Zhang Yang, "I want to light the lamp with your soul!"

"There is a lot of nonsense about barbarianism!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Yang had already taken action. He knew very well that in the case of limited real yuan, he should not consume too much, and he had to fight quickly!

Su Xue sneered, and the ring on the blood demon sword buzzed, like a ghost crying and wolf howling. When the sword got up, a square array trapped Zhang Yang in the center of [in the middle], and countless wronged souls roared out, and opened their teeth and claws rushed to Zhang Yang.

Li Xiu is the most difficult to deal with when encountering evil methods, and the blood is also killing. He wants to kill this little chaos.

Suddenly, there was a burst of blood, and Zhang Yang rushed out somehow.

The universe in the wine is as strong as the sun, and all evils are invulnerable. These wild monks don't understand.

Zhang Yang grabbed the blood sword and did not give the other party a chance to use it. At the same time, he shrank directly to the other party's throat.

How could Su Xue think that there would be such a rapid change? It seems that only a monk who has been through the battlefield can do it for a long time.

Suddenly, it was the most open, and a small red flying sword shot at Zhang Yang.

Both of them were close at hand. Zhang Yang gave in, but did not completely give way, but stopping the attack was not Zhang Yang's style.

Still broke the bloody neck, and his chest was cut by a red flying sword.

Zhang Yang's wound has not healed, which can hurt the body. This bloody attack is not a joke.

A layer of red light appeared on Zhang Yang's face, but it was soon suppressed again, and Zhang Yang looked at his opponent calmly.

"You can go together."

Can you imagine that a young monk still has this kind of courage after killing two high-level monks in the divine realm.

Among the people Zhang Yang pointed out, including Canghuang, the leader of the barbarian religion, who is going to challenge Qijue!

The whole audience was boiling, and more and more monks began to pay attention to the battlefield here. Who would have thought that Zhang Yang was really going against the sky, defeating two powerful opponents in a row and challenging Qijue.

(Ask for a monthly ticket!!!!) To be continued