Chapter 870 Holy Church Somin

Canghuang looked at Zhang Yang coldly. Obviously, he would not agree. With his identity and status, three against one, winning is also losing. He can't do such a stupid thing.

Huang Mo knew Cang Huang's intention and smiled, "Young man, I'm afraid it's the end of the crossbow. This kind of agitation method is useless, but I'm curious. Do you really have a way to deal with us?"

Zhang raised his eyebrows and said, "Avoid nonsense, today is the moment when the master is famous. One is still together, it's up to you!"

Baoyun sneered, "The dead duck has a hard mouth. Do you think the bloody soul sword is used to see it!"

Zhang Yang's face remains unchanged. "Bah, this is the first dojo. It's not your wilderness field. Your mouth is useless. I'm practicing with you today. If you want to fight, you can fight. If you don't fight, you can admit defeat quickly. I will let you go generously!"

Keep your nose up to the sky and don't pay attention to your opponent at all.

"Is Zhang Yang too much? Can this work?"

Zhan Yuluo said doubtfully that she didn't expect Zhang Yang to be so powerful, but even if there was a icon, in the face of such a powerful opponent...

"He's playing with his life." Ma Tianer said with a smile.

Playing with life?

Why, with his strength, he can completely retreat to this point and give it to others. The church has such a powerful power, why!

Zhan Yuluo didn't understand, and Ni Yong and others didn't understand even more. They had been shocked by the power shown by Zhang Yang, but they didn't expect Zhang Yang to be so irrational.

There is no good fruit for irritating the opponent.

Huang Mo and Bao Yun came to the stage, "Since you want to die so much, we will give you a ride."

Huangmo and Baoyun naturally know that Zhang Yang should want to play with his life. The more he is at this time, the more careful he should be. Two people must be more insured than one person.

Zhang Yang took a look at Canghuang and knew that the barbarian god leader would not appear, and the two opponents in front of him must be defeated.

Boom...

Before Zhang Yang could react, he had been kicked out by the wilderness, and the storm cloud sneered. With a little trick, thunder bombarded Zhang Yang in the middle of the air.

Zhang Yang's reaction is still slow!

The curse of blood is working, and the body is slowing down, but it doesn't realize it.

He killed two generals of the barbarian god, but Canghuang was quite unhappy.

Zhang Yang's apostle resisted, but all resistance was in vain. As soon as the icon appeared, it was immediately blown up.

This is the end of a god who dares to challenge two high-level masters in the early stage.

What's more, he is already at the end of the crossbow.

Arrogance comes at a price.

Huangmo and Baoyun seemed to be playing with their opponents, hitting Zhang Yang from the ground to the air and from the air to the ground. Li Xiu's body was like a live target.

Canghuang slanted his eyes and looked at Wang Meng's side. At this time, even if Wang Meng wanted to admit defeat, he could not do it. Even if he broke two generals, Zhang Yang must die.

The temple is polarized. Zhan Yuluo and others are anxious like ants on the hot pot, while Wang Meng, Ma Tianer and others are very calm.

Meng Ningzi looked at the battlefield quietly. Perhaps, among her former friends, she was the only one who could understand the public mood.

The combination of inferiority and desire is the feeling that anyone who comes into contact with the church will have.

She is a girl, which may be better, but Zhang Yang is a man, and she is of the same type.

How eager he is!

Desire, just like the saints.

That's the domineering spirit formed after breaking through one limit after another.

This is the real strong man. What he should have is not superficial power, but the most mysterious thing beyond power and will.

Boom...

Zhang Yang was thrown on the ground heavily, and his arm had been broken.

Wild monks advocate cruelty and killing, which is not aimed at publicity, but at the congregation.

Huangmo and Baoyun are provoking the church. They are waiting for the church to admit defeat, and then kill Zhang Yang when they admit defeat, making their opponents fall into contradictory inner regrets.

And they enjoy this pleasure, but the other side of the church seems to be very numb, and they don't care about the life and death of publicity at all.

"Kid, it seems that they don't regard you as your own person at all. You have good talent. If you join the barbarian religion, I will spare you today!"

Canghuang opened his mouth.

Frankly speaking, he likes to publicize this personality. This kind of person is too suitable for the barbarian law.

The scars on Zhang Yang's chest are expanding, and it is obvious that the curse is taking away his strength.

Zhang Yang staggered up and stood up, with the unruly smile on his face. "You don't understand. This is the recognition of our own people. In today's war, I, Zhang Yang, are the holy court!"

Zhang Yang took out another jar of wine, which outsiders can't drink at all.

The secret of the drunkard - brother!

The remaining left hand swept open the jar, the wine was boiling and jumping, and it was as red as a flame.

A jar of wine exploded, and Zhang Yang's left hand patted his chest.

Zhenyuan burst into flames, and the air seemed to be stagnant.

Kill!

The flamboyant figure suddenly disappeared, and countless flamboyant appeared in the audience in an instant.

Drunken fists in the wine!

Countless figures completely surrounded the two people and launched an attack at the same time. Each shadow attacked in a different way, and it was a series.

Storm Cloud and Huangmo defend with all their strength, but every attack has a kind of burning sensation as soon as it comes into contact.

Zhenyuan, who is beating and bursting, is obviously weaker than them, but it contains a sense of stubbornness, which can definitely be defeated!

Buzz~~~

Two strands burst into the sky.

Zhenyuan was scattered, and all three figures looked tattered, and their expressions were stiff.

Huangmo and Baoyun looked unbelievable. They, together, could not stop a young man's spell.

Cultivat spells!

What kind of thing is this?

The wilderness and the storm fell down, but at that moment, there was a trace of appreciation.

Wild and crazy people, they also like crazy people.

Crazy, they don't know why Zhang Yang is crazy, but the corners of Zhang Yang's mouth left a wry smile.

He is still a line away from the church. He has an end, but the church has no end.

Why is that?

Zhang Yang's body slowly fell down. How eager he was to really become a saint. He wanted to meet the standards of those people. Like them, he could put life and death aside, but at this moment, it was still a gap.

A figure appeared on the field, held Zhang Yang, and slowly took Zhang Yang to the side of the field.

No one stopped, no one spoke, because it was Thunder God Soming who helped Zhang Yang.

When he came to Zhongqianjie, Soming did not think that the world was great. Although it was higher than Xiaoqianjie on the plane, so what? The monks here are too fragile.

Zhang Yang is the only one that can enter the eye of the law.

"The holy church is not made in one day, boy, you are very good!"

So Ming gave Zhang Yang to Zhou Qian. Zhou Qian played with Zhang Yang's bones with a smile. Although there was a lack of ignition, in Zhou Zhenren's words, the child can be taught.

Put down the flamboyant Soming and return to the field, "Holy Church Soming, who will teach you!"

Canghuang's figure appeared in the scene, "Soming, as one of the seven best in the hall, why do you have to obey the orders of a hairy boy and join my barbarian religion. The position of the deputy leader is yours!"

Sometimes there is resistance when the second-hand guy sees too much. Soming looked at Canghuang calmly. I have to say that Zhang Yang's blood ignited Soming.

"Three moves can knock me down, and I lose!"

This is Soming's answer.

At this time, everyone understood the truth that Zhang Yang is really low-key in the church.

is also one of the seven uniqueness. Of course, Suo Ming's tone was awesome, which made Canghuang couldn't help laughing angrily.

"Does the saints really dare to light a fire and despise the heroes of the world!"

"Soming can only be regarded as a descendant in the seven finals, and his tone is really unbelievable."

"I hope the strength can also be against the sky."

"It's useless to have a tough mouth."

Canghuang took out his peerless soldier - the barren hammer!

This is the existence of the so-called first divine soldier of the barbarian. It is an ancient weapon. It was found by Canghuang in a relic, and found a set of matching hammer methods, which can attract the power of heaven and earth, practice a boy, and establish his status of hegemony and wilderness.

To this day, no one can still shake his position in the wilderness, and in this first stage, he is really a ghost, and he is regarded as a passer-by.

The golden hammer is engraved with complex and unknown symbols. This is not a thousand years of inheritance, but this power that can connect heaven and earth can be manipulated by Canghuang.

The barren hammer moved gently, and there was a muffled thunder on a sunny day. In an instant, the dark cloud enveloped the sky of the first Taoist field. The sky darkened, while the barren hammer emitted a brilliant light, and the spells kept flashing out and floating in the space.

The confrontation between the seven musts is definitely the highlight in the past, which is not comparable to ordinary god monks.

Canghuang looked at his wild hammer, with a proud smile on the corners of his mouth. I have a hammer in my hand!

roared, hammering at Somin's head.

Boom...

The hammer hit Somin straight, the ground exploded, and everyone was stunned.

Is Soming stupid???

You haven't even dodge such a direct attack?

Soming's head slowly raised his head, "One move!"

Canghuang was stunned. Although he only used 50% of his strength, no madman dared to take it.

Is this mother's immortal body?

Everyone is talking about it, and their attention is focused on Canghuang. Soming's hegemony has also attracted many taboo groups.

Even if it's a taboo group, I'm afraid not many people dare to solve the vast hammer.

Canghuang took a deep breath, and his opponent actually did not dodge his three moves?

Does this mother treat him as a three-year-old child?

The real element burst, the barren hammer was shining, and there was a series of roars in the sky. The barren hammer suddenly turned into a super-giant gold hammer of more than ten meters, and suddenly hit Soming.

Boom...

The burst ripples exploded, but Suo Ming did not move at all, and he caught Canghuang's attack with one hand.

A shot, the hammer was suddenly bounced off, and Soming's voice sank, "The second move!"

Canghuang staggered back. He never thought that there was such an inability to kill monster in the world. He had already used 80% of his strength, and the other party took it so easily.

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