Chapter 169 (1/2)

”Detective hand!”

After confirming that it was Zhou Yang, he rushed forward.

Boom!

Only listen to a bang, even more terrible than lightning, a huge hand congealed.

The palm of the hand is huge, and the fingers like the blade stand up in the sky, twinkling with cold light, as if they can poke a big hole in heaven and earth. When the palm is completely congealed, five fingers point to Zhou Yang.

Just listen to the roar of the object friction, like thunder. Exploring the devil's hand, the other side seems to regard Zhou Yang as a devil and want to capture the devil.

”You can use the power of heaven and earth to this extent. In my understanding, you are good.”

But in the face of the palm that can kill the devil, Zhou Yang is still at ease. His face that can't see the waves seems to be saying that he ignores the palm.

”Well, you will die today!”

The comer snorted angrily, and a burst of power spread directly to Zhou Yang, making a dull sound.

”Just because you want to kill me, it's wishful thinking!”

Zhou Yang shakes his head and smiles. The next second his eyes become sharp. He only hears a dull sound coming from his body, which is better than dull thunder.

For a moment, Zhou Yang seemed to be a different person, an immortal walking on the top of death, a supreme being who could kill hundreds of millions of living beings by raising his hand

Step out, the world roared, the huge palm even stopped directly.

”How could that be?”

Feeling the change of heaven and earth, the comer's face could not help showing a shocked look, as if he had seen something terrible.

”No matter what means you have, today the mountain must change its owner, you... Must die!”

Hands in the air crazy rotation, a terrible breath surging, straight at Zhou Yang.

”Sword, come on.”

Zhou Yang is no nonsense. He shakes hands with one hand and only hears a roar

A ten meter sword fell into his hands.

Poof!

Without the slightest hesitation, the sword fell across the air and straight to the huge palm.

There is no gorgeous move in this sword. It's just a simple chop.

This sword is called Wupu.

In the previous life, once this sword came out, all swords had to retreat, guiding it to be a simple sword that no one could stop.

”What's this move?”

”How could that be?”

A sword cut out, who opened his eyes can not believe, issued a warning

Exclaimed.

Looking at his attack under the sword is as fragile as tofu, and feeling the power of the sword, there is despair in the heart of the comer. This is a kind of despair after hopeless survival. It is the despair after looking at one's own death.

It seems like a simple sword, there is no way to crack, just like a must kill move.

”No! Don't kill me

When death came, the comer suddenly woke up and could not help roaring.

After roaring, the comer seemed to collapse, sitting on the ground, panting constantly.

However, at this time, Zhou Yang's sword was getting closer and closer to him. He only heard a dull sound, and the long sword hovered over the head of the comer.

The sword Qi dissipated and a wisp of blood flowed along the comer's eyebrows. He didn't kill him.

Feeling that he was not killed, the comer suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the huge sword blade in front of him.

He believes that as long as the other party is willing, he can kill himself in an instant.

In front of the other party, he has no room to resist, waiting for him will only die.

”In front of me, you are like a mole ant.”

I do not know when, Zhou Yang has come, he looked at a panic undecided comer, the corners of his mouth micro motion, a plain voice sounded.