Chapter 256 (1/2)

With a towering anger and killing intention, Xiang Yang brought his physical potential to the limit.

He also knew that, compared with Feng Wu and Feng Tong that day, without the help of the array this time, it would be extremely difficult for him to kill the nine turn expert with one stick.

He can escape directly with the dexterity and speed of Yunzhou, but for those innocent Fuyu sect disciples who died, this stick had to be sent!

Ruyi staff was inspired by his mind. At the place held by his palm, a piece of gold moved slightly. Wuyi was looking up and recalled the flying sword. He wanted to meet him, but he felt a fierce sink and fell straight down.

”Ten times the gravity?” just for a moment, he reacted, and a sneer hung at the corners of his mouth. A thin layer of yellow light flashed and converged all over his body. The feeling that his body was shackled has disappeared.

Earth friars, with nine turns of peak accomplishments, how can they care about ten times the gravity...

Seeing that he reacted so quickly, Xiang Yang was also a Ling in his heart. This old guy was too difficult to deal with than Feng Wu and Feng Tong.

But so what? With the power of ten mountains and half a step fairy weapon, even if you can't give full play to the maximum power of Ruyi staff, you, a monk who has not yet stepped into the ninth robbery, even if you can stop it, you have to pay a certain price!

Having lived for thousands of years without night, he had rich combat experience. He recalled the flying sword, but did not let it entangle with the Ruyi stick, but directly fired at Xiang Yang's flesh. Then he shrank and hid under the earth barrier.

Even if he was only facing a monk at the end of the pill period, the lion fought the rabbit with all his strength, and he still didn't take it lightly.

This is somewhat unexpected to Xiang Yang. Is it to win his life with his own life?

Then come on!

His eyes were hot, and his eyes seemed to burn out a hole in the air, and his muscles collapsed. The robe melted by the crack mountain gang was blown by the wind, emitting a faint yellow awn. The morning glow fell, entangled with the Yellow awn, and seemed to put a bloody war coat on him...

This blow was not only the physical force, but also his soul was ignited by anger and killing intention. The faint blood dragon shadow on his forehead became thicker and thicker, and finally almost turned into essence. His body also changed strangely in an instant. A small golden light exploded at the fingertip of the index finger of his right hand...

Suddenly, Xiang Yang only felt a heat flow coming from his right hand and rolled all over his body in an instant. Then, he suddenly increased his strength, which had already been used enough, so that he almost burst out the Ruyi stick in his hand.

At this moment, there was a sudden chill in Wuyi's heart, and his hair stood upright. In shock, his hands bounced endlessly, and shields were generated from nothing. A brown and rustic ancient armor also appeared.

Putting on this ancestral treasure of Ling Tianjian sect, he sighed a little and looked around with hesitation. Naturally, it felt that it could not be brought by the little monk in the Dan knot period above. Can it be said that which real person of Jiuding immortal sect had received the news and had attacked?

But soon, he found that his judgment was completely wrong...