My Master Is a God

So what if the iron tower man is a master in the late stage of rank six?

Young Master, I will still slap you to death.

Let you try to show off?

With the blessing of the old man's spiritual power and the supreme magical power in hand, the proud man from the iron tower was naturally in tragedy under the sudden explosion.

With one slap, there was a big pit on the ground. In the big pit, the iron tower man turned into a meat pie, and he couldn't resist it at all.

But having said that, Mr. Yang is a typical cunning person in the dark. Who would have thought that he would suddenly burst out with such power at the last moment?

The blessing of the divine soul of the Twelve Tribulations Loose Immortal, although it is a broken divine soul, is far from what a sixth-turn Loose Immortal like the Iron Tower Man can withstand.

Perhaps if the big man from the Iron Tower had been extremely vigilant from the beginning, he could have resisted or avoided Yang Yiyun's evil deeds at the last moment. Unfortunately, the big man from the Iron Tower despised Yang Yiyun from the beginning, and he was also angry at the first blow. In the end, he was Yang Yiyun slapped him to death with one palm.

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Yang Yiyun's powerful aura exploded at this moment, shocking the nine loose immortals who were watching the battle. After the angry voice of 'You', the nine loose immortals took action at the same time and pounced on Yang Yiyun, trying to rescue the iron tower man, but in the end they were a step too late.

They watched helplessly as Yang Yiyun's thunderous palm struck the big man in the iron tower, killing him directly. Anyway, the breath of the big man in the iron tower was completely gone from the feeling of the nine of them.

The power of a palm directly caused the towering man to die.

What kind of power is this?

Can’t reach the peak of rank six?

Obviously before, they felt that Yang Yiyun's aura of power was weaker than that of Iron Tower. This was indeed the case for the first time the two met before. Yang Yiyun's hand bones were broken by the big man of Iron Tower.

When the second confrontation took place, everyone still felt that Yang Yiyun's aura was much weaker than that of the iron tower man...

But……

Who would have thought it would end like this?

It was obvious that Yang Yiyun's power suddenly exploded in an instant, as if someone had given Yang Yiyun strength, and what exploded on his body was an external force.

So the big man from the Iron Tower was slapped to death by Yang Yiyun.

Although the nine Loose Immortals had the intention to save people, they simply didn't have time.

They watched helplessly as the big man in the iron tower was knocked directly into the pit by Yang Yiyun's palm. However, everyone felt that the big man in the iron tower lost his life.

The power of a palm made all nine loose immortals stop, shocked and angry.

They looked at each other with Yang Yiyun. Looking at Yang Yiyun's huge dharma body that was a hundred meters high, the nine great Sanxian's eyes were complicated.

Shocked and angry!

What's surprising is that Yang Yiyun actually still has hidden power. This burst of power is enough to compete with, or even surpass, these late-level sixth-level Loose Immortals.

What made Yang Yiyun angry was that he slapped one of their comrades to death without hesitation, while the nine Sanxian watched helplessly as their comrades were slapped to death.

This blow was like a loud slap on them.

It hurts and is very embarrassing.

Everyone's face turned purple.

Yang Yiyun stood in the distance, looking down at the nine loose immortals. Looking at their expressions, he felt very happy.

Of course, he also knew that the next step would be a fierce battle between Zhengzhen and Zhengzhen.

With the blessing of the old man's soul power, one of his opponent's loose immortals will have no problem now.

But if the nine loose immortals came together, he would not have the slightest confidence in his heart.

But the matter has come to this, let’s fight as long as we fight, there is nothing to be afraid of.

He believed that with the old man holding the battle, it wouldn't be too bad.

Besides, he is now full of resentment towards these sects and the group of loose immortals. These bastards bully others too much. If he doesn't have a fight to let out the resentment in his heart, he doesn't have a clear idea.

There has been resentment against these sect groups, or the Holy Land groups, ever since he entered the world of cultivation.

Because the Holy Land group caused him too much trouble.

Now the question is whether these bastards are really shameless enough to gang up on him.

If he comes alone, one person counts as one, but he is not afraid at all.

However, Yang Yiyun knew that each of these old immortals were human beings, and they were all the kind who became more afraid of death as they lived. It was impossible for them to fight him one-on-one and risk their lives. If he guessed correctly, the nine old immortals would If you don't die, you will definitely kill him together.

He was very aware of the urinary nature of these monks who came from a large number of sects.

Just when I was thinking this, I heard the young man among them say with a gloomy face: "Everyone, let's take action together. This kid is full of evil spirits and is too violent. He has entered the devil's way. We have no morals for a devil." But together we can kill him and shock the universe."

"Yes, it should be so. There is no need to argue morally with a demon. Kill..."

After You opened his mouth, the eight Sanxian around him all followed suit without blushing or out of breath.

Yang Yiyun listened to them, laughed angrily, and sneered: "Sure enough, you bastards are all shameless hypocrites. You have no chance of fighting alone with me. If you want to attack in a group, just say so. Why are you so hypocritical? Put a big hat on my young master?

I really took off my pants and farted. It's unnecessary. Use some method. I don't want you. Either I die today or you bastards go to hell. "

"Huh, let me die~"

You's face was gloomy, and he roared and rushed forward. The other eight Sanxian behind him also spread out and besieged Yang Yiyun from all directions.

One of them roared loudly, and his whole body glowed with white light, but the mana behind him condensed into a phantom, similar to the statue of the God of Life.

The remaining immortals are also the ones who shine the magic weapons in their hands, and those who show their magical powers...

For a moment, a powerful aura rose into the sky...

The scene is grand.

The loose immortals in the late stage of the ninth rank of the sixth rank began to launch a joint attack on Yang Yiyun.

Yang Yiyun had a relaxed expression on his face, but he was extremely energetic in his heart. He knew that he was facing nine old monsters of loose immortals in the late sixth rank, not ordinary monks.

Not even a fifth-level loose immortal.

The gap between rank six and rank five is a gulf between heaven and earth.

There is no room for carelessness.

Although the old man lent him the power of his soul, it was still limited.

The old man's current state is not an invincible existence. He is just an existence whose soul remains in the Qiankun Pot.

In fact, Yang Yiyun knew that even if the old man directly took over his body to fight, not everyone would be able to defeat a powerful enemy.

Along the way of his cultivation, the old man wiped his butt many times, and several times he actually used the power of his soul to scare people.

rather than real strength.

If the old man was really powerful, he wouldn't have to scare the enemy. Instead, he would directly kill and destroy the enemy according to his character, which can't tolerate sand in his eyes.

So at this time, Yang Yiyun knew that he could not have any reservations.

With a thought in his heart, he activated all his magical powers.

The Star Statue, the East Emperor Bell, the Gate of Youdu, and the power of the water in the body all burst out.

He also took a long time to prepare, but he was able to face the challenge.

Facing the nine loose immortals coming from all directions, and watching each of them unleash powerful attacks on him, Yang Yiyun mobilized all his defensive power, not daring to be careless in the slightest.

The next moment he waved his hands, the power of law penetrated his whole body and merged with his magical power, and he fought back.

"Vajra Supreme~

"Supreme Immortality~"

"Dou Zhuan Zhizun~"

In one breath, Yang Yiyun displayed the fusion of three supreme magical powers, and three hand seals for each magical power. Now with the blessing of the old man's soul power, he can fuse the hand seals of each magical power at will, and finally turn them into a powerful one. , the power increases exponentially.

Even with the blessing of the old man's soul power, he could only display three of the "Twelve Supreme" magical powers in one breath at most.

The three magical powers burst out in three directions, forming a three-talent formation layout, which can attack and defend the nine loose immortals to the maximum extent.

Facing the combined attacks of the nine loose immortals, Yang Yiyun felt intense heart palpitations.

There's no way the nine immortals are too powerful~

There are ten people in the field bursting with power.

Looking from a distance, Yang Yiyun's huge body of 100 meters stood up in the sky and the earth, while the nine loose immortals used their magical powers to surround him. The powerful mana they cast one by one directly formed an energy storm.

The center of the storm is Yang Yiyun.

Dark clouds covered the sky behind the horizon, and there were bursts of thunder at this moment.

The dust was flying within a thousand meters of the ground, which was very scary.