Chapter 176 Unequal Fighting

For Yun Zheng, this is not a fight of equal strength, but there is a small chance to win. Although the opportunity is small, Yun Zheng will also have to fight and will never sit back and wait for death.

"While you are exhausted, I will save my energy." Yan Zhenshan laughed wildly and stretched out a finger to Yun Zheng, "Kid, that's it. You're not hurt. You're dead!"

The five-star golden evil martial arts cultivation of the five sections of Yanzhen Mountain is profound. Nine sections of the earth martial arts, after five stages of cultivation, there is a qualitative leap, and there is a faint atmosphere of high-level martial arts, which is not what martial artists such as four sections can expect. In such a large Liangzhou city, although there are many high-level warriors, Yan Zhenshan also has the capital to shout at himself.

Five sections are the watershed of the standard of high and low cultivation of local martial arts. Five sections and five stars have begun to move towards the high level of martial arts.

Even if Yun Zheng did not use the two periods of one-star cultivation before the reverent heart, and when he confronted with Yan Zhenshan, there is still no chance of winning, and with the cultivation of the four-grade inscriptions, there is still no hope.

Yanzhen Mountain approached step by step, stepping on the long street with broken pavement, and the sound of claping gravel being squeezed and broken came out from time to time. He is like a beast approaching its prey, and the murderous atmosphere in his body has reached a critical point where it is about to explode.

Yun Zheng stood still and silently used the trick of hidden thoughts to converce and retract the mind outside the body with the "converence" method, maintaining only the ground that controls the stone shield inscription array. However, the spiritual consciousness that can be mobilized in the god's eyes is condensed on the short sword illusion, and the slightly trembling short sword phantom, and the three-color light on it is more blazing and eager to try.

Grandpa God stood still ten feet away from the clouds, and the two scrolls in his sleeve were ironed hot with his palm. He forced himself to control his mood, and his arms still trembled slightly. Today is different from usual. Yun Zheng and himself only have one chance to fight back. If they seize it, they will be happy to escape from death. I can't grasp it. Under the 500 catties of Yanzhen Mountain, there is only a dead end. He stared at Yanzhen Mountain, which was slowly approaching on the long street, and secretly said to himself that if Grandpa hadn't been attacked by the ghost of Jiabu Eleven and his cultivation would have fallen to around the fifth grade, it would have been a turn for you to be rampant in front of Grandpa today.

"Yan Zhenshan, why don't you step back?! Don't you know that your move will bring endless trouble to the Yuwen family? Wei Huang scolded Yan Zhenshan in a loud voice. Although he has not had much contact with Yan Zhenshan, let alone compete with each other, the notoriety of the Yan family's two heroes of the Yuwen family has spread in Liangzhou City for a long time, and it is indeed very popular. Wei Huang's duty today is to protect Yun Zheng's safety. The people of the alliance just under World War I were almost destroyed, and the rest of the people also fought until they were exhausted. Therefore, it is best to scare off Yan Zhenshan without fighting.

"Get out!" Yan Zhenshan was very direct. He clenched the long handle of the huge axe with both hands, bent down slightly, pedaled his feet on the ground, and began to accelerate. A strong murderous intention forced him directly, "Those who block me will die!"

Wei Huang glanced at the four martial artists next to him and clenched the inscription scroll in his palm. The four-stage warrior had already changed a new iron shield, holding a long halberd in his right hand and jumped in front of Yunzheng and the old god. He knew his duty today. Although he knew that he was not defeated by Yan Zhenshan, his honor and responsibility as a warrior made him rush up to Yan Zhenshan without hesitation.

Yun Zheng and Grandpa God gathered together and waited for the opportunity of Ling Ran's blow.

Yan Zhenshan roared like thunder. The huge axe in his palm raised high, and his feet banged on the ground, making the gravel fly around, and the force condensed. A little martial blade shot out of the huge axe, which was dazzling.

Wei Huang suddenly broke the inscription scroll in his palm. The frost on the ground condensed, an ice wall was quickly piled up, and an ice gun condensed in front of him. The fierce wind blows, and the ice gun suddenly shot out.

"Kill!" The four-stage warrior roared, his body fell low, and rushed out awe-inspiring against the iron shield.

"Death!" Yan Zhenshan split down with an axe, and the blade light tore the air and roared. The ground in front of him was cut in half, cracking a gap nearly two meters deep. The powerful force pushed forward furiously.

The five-stage Wujin, also known as the broken peak, and the violent Wujin impact can even collapse immediately, which is very powerful. At this time, it burst out on Yanzhen Mountain, which seems to be even more fierce.

The ice wall was piled up and smashed under the impact of violent bees! The frost and snow fluttered all over the sky, and the huge axe blade from Yan Zhenshan smashed fiercely on the iron shield of the four warriors.

Boom! After the loud noise, the heavy iron shield of the four-stage warrior cracked into pieces, and the fierce force of the bully hit him. The thick and long iron halberd could not resist the blow of the giant axe and immediately broke into 17 or 18 pieces. The iron armor of the four-stage warrior was broken and thrown more than ten meters away. He fell to the ground fiercely. The bones were broken and sprayed blood wildly.

Yan Zhenshan's frenzy did not decrease. Wei Huang's ice gun stabbed him face. Yan Zhenshan raised his arm to cover it. The ice gun stabbed on the iron armor and broke. The strength rebounded. The ice gun flew backwards, "poof" stabbed Wei Huang's left shoulder, straight through his arm, and the momentum was endless, and nailed Wei Huang to death on the ground.

Boom——

Yan Zhenshan's axe finally hit the ground with the strength of the old blade and smashed a huge deep pit on the street. The force was everywhere, and the gravel splashed like rain.

At the end of an axe, Yan Zhenshan leaned down to lift the axe to build momentum, which happened to be the gap between the handover of new and old forces, and the opportunity was rare.

Grandpa roared and pointed a little, and a blazing flame shot out in the air and hit Yan Zhenshan. Yun Zheng was also full of energy, and the phantom sword on the spiritual platform mirror suddenly hit out, shooting directly between Yan Zhenshan's eyes.

In the face of the two's full-powering blow, Yan Zhenshan did not see a panic. He raised his left arm and opened his palm and patted against the flame released by the old god. The inscription on his arm waved a flame, which unexpectedly changed the air structure around his palm. An invisible wave opened and "poof" to resolve the old god's flaming attack. .

Yun Zheng and the old god were shocked. The flame released by the old god belongs to his condensed mental attack, which is a combat skill at the spiritual level, and ordinary warrior armor can't resist it at all. The inscription engraved on the arm armor of Yan Zhenshan can create a fluctuation of mind, which is no longer a general concept of armor.

The inscription armor that can produce the fluctuation of mind power is a battle armor at the level of the inscription weapon. Yan Zhenshan's armor is an extraordinary product. It must have been the inscription master of the Yuwen family to refine the inscription of mind.

Yan Zhenshan raised his hand to destroy the flame attack released by the old god grandfather, and the dagger phantom released by Yun Zheng also shot in front of him. Yun Zheng's blow almost exhausted all the mind reserves. The short sword was like thunder, the three-color flames flashed, and the wind roared extraordinary. Yan Zhenshan is a warrior who uses heavy weapons. He is good at violent power, not rapid reaction speed. Yun Zheng followed the attack of the old god's flame attack. Although Yan Zhenshan dodged sideways, the short sword illusion still swept over his forehead.

did not hit Yan Zhenshan's eyes, and his mind could not hurt him, but the power gathered by the wind and fire golden inscription condensed by Yun Zheng on the short sword phantom still swept a cut in the forehead of Yan Zhenshan, and the blood immediately flowed down.

This damage can be said to be light and not a big problem. However, as soon as the blood flowed down from Yan Zhenshan's face, it was both salty and sweet, which stimulated Yan Zhenshan's bloodthirsty madness. He roared, raised his blood-filled and ferocious face, waved a huge axe and rushed to Yun Zheng.

Yun Zheng stabbed Yan Zhenshan with a sword. No matter what the effect was, the concentrated mind in his own body was also consumed too much. He quickly received the phantom dagger with his divine mind, retreated quickly, and operated the stone shield inscription array to protect the key points.

Yan Zhenshan was swept by an axe, and the long blade rolled up the gravel, wind and sand, and chopped towards the clouds.

Boom! The huge axe hit the stone shield inscription array, sparks flew around, and the gravel flew horizontally. The earthy yellow light on both sides of the stone shields suddenly faded. This axe actually smashed both sides of the stone shield. Although the inscription stone shield array blocked the violent attack of the giant axe, the powerful aftershocks could not be eliminated, directly hitting Yun Zheng seven or eight meters away.

The mind power has been consumed a lot, and the two sides of the stone shield have been damaged on the stone shield inscription array, and some of them are indeed not working well. Yun Zheng hurriedly collected the stone shield inscription array, staggered his footsteps, and retreated a few steps back. Yan Zhenshan followed with a shadow, jumped up, and then raised a huge axe, "Kid, go to hell!"

This axe is full of strength, which makes Yun Zheng feel suffocated. Yun Zheng now has no strength to resist. If he can't escape, he will die!

Suddenly, the ripples in the air shook, and a huge wave appeared under the night sky out of thin air. The huge wave hovered, more like a tornado formed by a wave. The huge waves rotated violently, and the bulging surroundings were blurred, just between Yunzheng and Yanzhen Mountain, becoming a protective wall.

Yan Zhenshan didn't expect this change. An axe split into the waves, as if it had cut into a bottomless deep pool, and there was no feeling of force. The waves were surging and coiling endlessly, which actually dissolved the violent strength of an axe from Yan Zhenshan.

Then the water wave covered the Yanzhen Mountain and threw it fiercely more than ten meters away. At this time, the strength of the waves was exhausted, the waves flew down, and the huge waves disappeared cleanly.

Who saved me? Yun Zheng was very curious and could sacrifice the waves out of thin air. The person who came was obviously a highly cultivated inscriptionist. He looked around and saw a man in the night sky flying quickly with the power of the blue light wings behind him. Before flying close, Yun Zheng finally saw clearly that this person was Wei Wuji, the deacon of the Inscription League.

It can turn out light wings to help fly, which is the cultivation of the seven-grade inscription master's flying realm. As one of the twelve deacons of the Dynasty Inscriptions Alliance, Wei Wuji's cultivation is certainly not low. It was time for him to come. It happened that Yan Zhenshan killed four martial artists with an axe and injured Wei Huang. He was about to attack Yun Zheng fiercely. Wei Wuji just arrived in time to block the attack.