My Female Ghost is Super Fierce

However, just as Fang Yizheng said these words, Gao Yang suddenly turned his head and looked at Liu Zhaoyun beside him and asked, "Is everyone here?"

Knowing what Gao Yang's words meant, Liu Zhaoyun said casually: "Except for a few people on the back mountain, the rest are here."

Hearing this, Gao Yang nodded his head and said: "That's good, people are here, and it's more convenient to kill, so that you don't have to chase them all over the mountain like a child playing house."

Although Gao Yang is at the ninth level of the Yang God Realm, he is taking the path of body training.

Even though the spiritual consciousness has been born in the body at this moment, the coverage of the spiritual consciousness is only about 500 meters, which is much worse than that of Zhao Wan'er.

It's better to ask Liu Zhaoyun directly.

Hearing Gao Yang's words, everyone in the Maoshan faction looked one sided.

Especially Lu Xinhong and Fang Yizheng felt their hearts popping out.

But before the two could open their mouths or take the next step, Gao Yang on the side had already said to Little Lolita and Maoer Niang: "You two, go and play!"

After scanning the surrounding area, Gao Yang could clearly see the cultivation of the people from the Maoshan faction...

To be honest, with the strength of these guys, Gao Yang really couldn't bear the idea of ​​doing it.

It's better to let the little loli and the cat ear girl toss and play.

Hearing what Gao Yang said, the eyes of Little Lolita and Maoer Niang lit up.

Almost at the moment when Gao Yang's voice fell, little Lolita already had a look of excitement on her face.

Afterwards, the little Lolita laughed "hehe", her figure flickered and she was already rushing towards the disciples of the Maoshan Sect next to her.

It was just a thought, and he had already flashed in front of a monk of the seventh-level celestial master.

The yin energy in the body directly enveloped this Maoshan school monk who was a seventh-level celestial master.

Immediately afterwards, a miserable howl echoed over the Maoshan faction.

Seeing the little loli making a move, the eyes of the cat-eared lady on one side also flickered, and she also rushed towards another monk of the Maoshan faction who was a seventh-level celestial master.

Seeing the two women making a move, both Lu Xinhong and Fang Yizheng trembled.

The two of them never imagined that Gao Yang would be so ruthless, attacking without saying a word.

Afterwards, looking at the two girls who looked small but fierce at the moment, Lu Xinhong and Fang Yizheng both had spiritual power surging in their bodies, trying to stop the little loli.

However, before Lu Xinhong and Fang Yi could make a move, a cold snort suddenly sounded from one side.

Immediately after 1.8, a strong force rushed out from Gao Yang's body and locked Lu Xinhong and Fang Yizheng.

With the burst of power, while Lu Xinhong and Fang Yizheng's bodies stiffened, they also had a feeling of being targeted by a poisonous snake, and their hearts suddenly turned cold.

At the same time, both Lu Xinhong and Fang Yizheng looked at Gao Yang in shock.

"Ninth, ninth level Yangshen Realm?"

This time, after knowing Gao Yang's cultivation, neither Lu Xinhong nor Fang Yizheng dared to move.

Feeling cold in his heart, Lu Xinhong couldn't help asking: "I don't know what my Maoshan faction has offended seniors, so that seniors want to treat my Maoshan faction like this?"

Hearing this, Gao Yang glanced at Lu Xinhong indifferently, smiled and said, "Why are you asking so much? Be good, just wait quietly and die."_

Chapter 428 People don't talk too much, just ask!

Lu Xinhong: "..."

Fang Yizheng: "......."

Neither Lu Xinhong nor Fang Yizheng ever thought that Gao Yang would answer like this.

For a moment, both of them were a little dazed.

He just listened to the screams about the disciples of the Maoshan School that kept coming into his ears, and then looked at the completely unilateral massacre over there, Lu Xinhong couldn't help but said again: "Senior, if there is something on my Maoshan School that offends Senior , Seniors can speak directly.

My Maoshan faction will definitely give seniors a satisfactory answer. "

Listening to Lu Xinhong's words, Gao Yang seemed a little impatient, and frowned.

Afterwards, when Gao Yang raised his hand, a burst of thunder burst out towards Lu Xinhong.

There are not many words to fully express what it means to be cruel.

Don't talk nonsense with you, just ask!

In other situations, such as when Gao Yang took the initiative to find trouble, maybe Xianxin would talk nonsense with people like Lu Xinhong and Fang Yizheng.

But now the Maoshan faction is looking for trouble first.

So Gao Yang was too lazy to talk nonsense with Lu Xinhong 15.

Let you wait until you don't listen, and in that case, I will send you down first.

As the power of thunder flashed across the air and rushed towards him, Lu Xinhong's heart tightened as he felt the mighty and masculine power of thunder in the air.

At the same time, the spiritual power in the body quickly gathered in front of him, forming a special pattern.

It was also when this pattern was condensed that the thunder force in the air had already rushed in front of Lu Xinhong.

"boom"

Following the emergence of a loud noise, Lu Xinhong involuntarily backed up a few steps after resisting the force of the thunder.

"Yo-ho!"

Seeing this scene, Gao Yang became interested.

You know, the current Gao Yang has already reached the ninth level of the Yang God Realm.

Even if it's just a thunderbolt, what's contained in it is not inferior to the full blow of an ordinary eighth-level monk.

Unexpectedly, Lu Xinhong could follow up so easily.

After all, it is really unusual to be the leader of the Maoshan faction.

Afterwards, while thinking, Gao Yang raised his hand and a thunderous force rushed towards Lu Xinhong.

Only this time, the power of thunder rushing towards Lu Xinhong was not the white one before, but Zixiaolei.

As soon as the power of thunder was emitted, a sense of vastness and panic filled the air.

Facing this purple sky thunder, even Fang Yizheng felt a pause in his heart, let alone Lu Xinhong.