True Martial World

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"I don't want to move away?"

"Yeah, he also said that he has too much luggage, he wants...to..."

"What do you want!"

"This... I said you don't get angry." The character of the middle-aged man turned his eyes, and whispered: "He said that he wants the old man to help carry the luggage, he will move."

I was dissatisfied by Yi Yun before, and the singer Hu Zhongnian also took a sigh of relief. Now, with this opportunity, how can he not fall into the stone? He just waited to watch the show.

"Oh!" Canggu took a deep breath, "Good! Very good! Since I want to help him move, then I will see if he can afford it!"

Cangwu screamed that he was a disciple of the head and one of the elders of the pro-disciplinary area. I don’t know how long ago, his authority has not been challenged like this.

And now, the challenge of his authority, is still out of favor of Yi Yun.

"This Yi Yun, just looking for death! He killed my son Song Bowen and Zhang Jia's Zhang Wuchen, they are all pro-disciples of Wan Shenling, I was going to find evidence to let him pay for it, I did not expect him to dare to be so arrogant now. !"

Song Zhanchen said with anger, after derogating from a Song Bowen, the Song family had to be surrounded by Feng Yunyang. This time, following the people of Feng Yunyang, Song Zhanchen would naturally not be absent.

"Oh? This person not only does not buy the face of the brothers, but also publicly kills other pro-disciples, so there is no punishment?"

Feng Yunyang spoke up. He had heard of Yi Yun before, but he didn’t know what Yi Yun did. In fact, Zhang Duchen and Song Bowen were killed. There is no relationship with him, but Yi Yun is an ordinary person. Disciples, but so arrogant, but Feng Yunyang can not bear.

He is a man of Feng Yunyang. Even he just smashed the two pro-disciples who challenged himself, and resisted the urge to kill them. But Yi Yun dared to kill, and there is no reason for this.

In Feng Yunyang's view, only one of the many disciples of Wanshenling can ignore the rules of the door.

"Yeah, please take the lead and wait for me!"

When I heard Feng Yunyang ask, Song Zhanchen moved his mind. Now, regardless of his ancestor or his master, he is very important to Feng Yunyang. As long as he can get the nod of Feng Yunyang, it is not a bad thing to deal with Yi Yun.

On the side of Song Zhanchen, Zhang’s old Zhang Tianxing also added vinegar and said: “Less head, this Yi Yunming knows that Shenyuelou is reserved for you, but he is arrogant, clearly does not put you in the eye!”

Zhang Tianxing and Song Zhanchen all hope to see the contradiction between Feng Yunyang and Yi Yun. When the two collide, the eggs touch the stone. When they don’t use them, they can kill Yi Yun.

After listening to the words of two people, Feng Yunyang smiled: "Do you want to take me as a gun?"

"This... Don't dare! Don't dare!" Song Zhanchen and Zhang Tianxing hurriedly shook their heads.

"I know your thoughts, but what you said is a bit good. Yi Yunming knows that Shen Yuelou is left for me, but he still dares to stay here. It is really a long time."

When Feng Yunyang spoke, there was a cold smile on the corner of his mouth. This smile was also revealed before he smiled on the two unintentional pro-disciples on the platform.

"Since this Yiyun does not move out, I will make a magical killing, let him never come out in Shenyuelou."

According to its efficacy, common arrays are divided into three types: sleepy, killing and defensive.

Feng Yunyang is the most proficient in killing. He kills people with illusions. When the enemies in the battle are obsessed with illusions, they will face the infinite endless illusion of enemies, and die in the battle, that is, they are really dead.

Feng Yunyang is very fond of this array of methods that let the enemy die in the illusion. However, on Shang Yiyun, he is not very good at killing Yi Yun. After all, Yi Yun is out of favor and is also a disciple of direct killing. Not very good to explain.

"This Yi Yun, even killing two pro-disciples, is a person who wears sin. I don't kill for the time being, letting him collapse in the illusion, it is also a very interesting thing."

Feng Yunyang thought about it, reached out and touched the space ring, and the twelve flags flew out!

"Hey!"

The twelve-faced flag is inserted in the Shenyue Building in all directions, like a twelve-point clock, surrounded by Shenyuelou.

Feng Yunyang successively played the seals, and the twelve flags immediately glory, igniting the vitality of the heavens and the earth. The entire Shenyuelou was enveloped in the hustle and bustle of the heavens and the earth, and it became somewhat blurred.

"Good and pure spirit!" said a pro-disciple disciple.

"In this big battle, the law of water and the law of light are combined, and the twelve-faced flag is exquisite. The wind brothers are truly extraordinary in the battle."

Some people followed it, and he was not all flattering. This method is indeed exquisite.

Feng Yunyang smiled and laughed. The twelve flags were obtained from the ancient ruins of the gods. They were sacrificed for many years and then taught to themselves. Can they not be subtle?

Of course, these Feng Yunyang will not say it. He said: "This law is called the 12th Heaven of the Illusion! These heavens and the earth will form a heavy illusion in the formation. Now the formation has been launched, and Yi Yun is in Yong In an endless battle, kill the enemies in those illusions until the mind collapses. Now this illusion is twelve heavens, I just started the four heavens, but it is enough. You better report the uncle After all, Yi Yun is a disciple of the uncle, and I really can't really kill him."

"It turned out that the original head is the talent of the day, plus the big array in hand, afraid to look at the entire market, no peers are the opponents of the lesser." After listening to the words of Yun Yunyang, some people immediately admire As for what is said to report to the head of the uncle, no one is going to do it, Zhang Tianxing and Song Zhanchen are still here, who will offend him.

Feng Yunyang shook his head and said: "I said that my peers are invincible in the market. I don't dare to boast of Haikou. I don't mention returning to the market. I only say that I am born in the seven ancient land. I am not very sure to win. First, Bai Yue Shen Emperor Baishanhe, the second is the white moon **** emperor's disciple Lin Xinyi, their strength, even if I am, I am afraid it is a little worse!"

Suddenly I heard the Emperor Baiyue, mentioned by Feng Yunyang, and the people on the scene were all trembled.

Originally they flattered and complimented nothing, but they really mentioned the specific person - the white moon god, but everyone did not dare to say anything.

We must know that these seven ancient land is composed of seven ancient continents. Every continent has an area far beyond Jinghai, and the master is like a cloud!

And the white moon **** Emperor Baiyue, but in the seven ancient land, the hard-boiled to kill a **** road, unified the seven super-classic gates of the original seven, ended the seven sects for thousands of years In the end of a world war, this woman finally established the White Moon God Kingdom and made a great contribution to the world. This makes the name of the White Moon God Emperor, even if it is raised in the Jinghai, it is awesome!

A elder laughed a few times and said: "The disciples under the White Moon God are not the same as the ordinary sects. Even if I am a god, it is indeed much worse than the White Moon God. I have achieved such an achievement in my gods, even with Baishan River and Lin Xinyi, which is enough to be proud!"

"It’s good, it’s so modest, it’s especially rare, it’s so modest.”

People are holding it, and they see that the big squad that was shrouded in Shenyuelou trembled fiercely!

"Boom!"

Yuanqi vibration, Shenyuelou door opened, Yi Yun wearing a purple dress striding out, his eyebrows like a sword, his eyes like a knife, shocking people!

Originally a wind and cloud, he did not care too much, but Feng Yunyang mentioned a person, but let Yi Yun listen to the shock, he said - Baiyue female emperor closed disciple Lin Xinyi!

"What did you say? You said your strength, who is better?"

Yi Yun’s voice was loud and bright, and passed directly through the 12th Heaven of the Illusion, and it was clearly transmitted to everyone’s ears.

For a time, everyone in the room was a bit stunned. Is this already a 12-day squad, hasn't it already been launched? Yi Yun should have fallen into the illusion world and could not extricate himself until the soul sea collapsed.

However, he not only came out in a grandiose way, but also heard their conversation outside, even he pushed the door open and spoke to people outside the big array!

"Don't the big line have yet to start?"

There are pro-disciples who are puzzled.

They looked at Feng Yunyang and saw the face of Feng Yunyang bursting green, white and ugly.

How can this be? He is proud of the illusion of the 12th heaven, how can it have no effect on Yi Yun, this is the big ancestor of the gods, although he can only play a small part of the 12th heaven Power, but it is by no means a defender of the Taoist court.

"I ask you something! Are you jealous!"

Yi Yun screamed and talked about Lin Xinyi’s news. Of course he was anxious.

Feng Yunyang was so screamed, and he was a little embarrassed, but he quickly reacted. Some of them were angry and said: "It seems that I underestimate you. You are afraid of some adventures. The spirit is far stronger than the border warlords, so that you can bear my There is a big illusion, but don't worry, my illusion is twelve days, and it only opens the first four heavens. I am now opening the full twelve heavens and taking your soul out!"

Feng Yunyang speaks, hands move, and the road signs are printed, and the twelve flags are illuminated!

Yi Yun’s face is gloomy: “I will ask you again, you just said that your strength is not as good as? Tell me who the disciple of Baiyue’s emperor is!”

Yi Yun’s voice already contains murderousness. However, at this time, Feng Yunyang will pay attention to Yi Yun’s questioning. He has already condensed his vitality to the extreme.

"The 12th Heaven of the Illusion - The Burning of All Beings!"

Feng Yunyang's body jumped up, he was condescending, using the strongest killings of the 12th Heaven of the Magic Road, 12 flags, forming a killing trend, to destroy the soul of Yi Yun.

At this time, Yi Yun, can no longer endure, he reached out and a magic snow sword appeared in his palm.

It has already been said before the magic snow, the magic snow sword has already changed shape, no one will recognize its origin, Yi Yun can be used at will.

When the magic snow sword came out, the surrounding gas field completely changed and became cold and forced!

At the same time, the burning fire of the evil spirits, attached to the magic snow sword, the combination of extreme cold and extreme heat, with Yi Yun's understanding of the law of yin and yang, the two forces complement each other, the power is extraordinary!

"call out--!!"

The tip of the sword shimmers with a cold light, scratching the void, and hitting the 12th Heaven and Earth.

The sharp swords are unstoppable, with a broken face, and the big array will be torn in an instant. The Jianguang will not lose momentum, and the lines will burst!

Yi Yunlian took the sword and flew directly from the 12-day illusion of the Illusion Road. He turned into a blue-green, and immediately came to Fengyunyang!

"what!?"

The high winds of the clouds, the heart was shocked, his body violently withdrew, and at the same time wiped the space ring in his hand, want to find a scimitar, but Yi Yun's sword is too fast, beyond the reaction time of Feng Yunyang.

Jianguang, the evil spirits, combined with the Taiyin ice!

The extreme alternating of cold and heat, Feng Yunyang's body of vitality directly burst, the magic snow sword drive straight into, directly into the body of Feng Yunyang.

"puff!"

Blood splashes, Feng Yunyang only feels that the right body is pouring into a chaotic energy. It is so hot that it has to burn its own internal organs into fly ash, and it is cold to freeze its bone marrow!

Fengyun ** There is no way to resist this force, then the magic snow sword has been a thorn, a pull, directly smashed an arm of Feng Yunyang!

The arm of Feng Yunyang just grabbed the scimitar in the space ring, but it was instantly frozen by the cold, and the inside of the ice was burned by the flame, and it was burnt to a black!

"what!"

Feng Yunyang screamed and his body fell from the sky.

"Peng!"

Feng Yunyang faced the ground and fell to the ground. His right body was completely unloaded from the shoulders, and the wounds were frozen by the ice, but the wounds were burned again and looked miserable!

In fact, Yi Yun’s previous sword, which contains the Taiyin chill and the evil spirits, has seriously damaged the meridians of Fengyunyang. There is not a lot of repairs of Tianbaodibao and months of nursed back to health. Don’t want to recover.

This is still easy to stay with Yun, otherwise this sword, he can even kill Feng Yunyang!

Staying in the wind and Yunyang, one is to ask Fengyunyang, and the second Yiyun is not ready to turn over with Wanshenling. Yiyun knows clearly that the gods have spent so much money to cultivate Fengyunyang. And the conference was held to personally determine the identity of the heirs of Feng Yunyang, then Feng Yunyang is extremely important to the ancestors of the gods. Killing him is tantamount to tearing his face with the gods.

Even if there is an old snake supporting the waist, Yi Yun does not have this emboldened.

"Where did you just say, who are the geniuses of the seven dead old land white moon gods?"

The cold snow sword of the cold is attached to the cheeks of Feng Yunyang. The coldness of Sen Ran hurts the skin of Feng Yunyang. His hair is rooted upside down, and the skin is invisibly cut by the cold. The stream ran down the edge of the magic snow sword, but it quickly fell into a red ice crystal, and could not be contaminated with this sword.

"you you……"

Feng Yunyang’s voice trembled. He didn’t react to it now. How could he be so simple and defeated? How could this teenager be so powerful?

Feng Yunyang is difficult to meet the opponents in the age of the people. Although he knows that he can't do it in the White Moon God, he will definitely kill the Quartet when he comes to Wanshenling. How can he be defeated and defeated so badly! ?