Fantasy: The opening pushes the ages

"Old man... old man... really underestimated you."

After stammering for a long time, Zhao Quan stumbled out these words.

Compared with the high-spiritedness before, not only did he look very embarrassed now, but the breath around him was also sluggish for a while, as if he had suffered a huge defeat, his face was pale without a trace of blood.

He hadn't felt this way in a long time.

After sacrificing the ferocious beast, when he faced the enemy, he still had no room to resist. In just one round, his biggest support was defeated.

You know, he had once fought with Yang Zhifeng, the patriarch of Cangyu Holy Land, once, and he was at a disadvantage at first.

But just after he sacrificed the black python, the situation reversed in an instant. Not only did he overwhelm Yang Zhifeng severely, he even almost won. It was that battle that established his position as the chief elder.

But this time, it was different from the past. After he sacrificed the black python, the man's attack was still above him, that is to say, the man's strength could almost crush him.

It's just as terrifying!

Fang Yun's face hidden in the mist still had a faint expression. He sneered and said, "Is there any last words to say to send you off for the last time? If not, then I will do it."

At this time, Zhao Quan also saw that the so-called Wentianlou man was going to attack him cruelly, and his expression changed slightly, but it was expected after all, and he soon calmed down.

He laughed wildly and stood up, staring at Fang Yun with a very penetrating gaze, "You have given me too many surprises, Yang Qiu and the others died in your hands, no Injustice, but if you regard me as them and die so easily, then you are too naive."

After he laughed a few times, the scepter in his hand slammed the ground hard, only to hear a dull loud noise blooming in the sky, and then, with it as the center, a majestic force spewed out.

Compared with the previous one, this power was a little different. There was a bit of a stench in the spiritual power, and the transparent spiritual power also showed a dark green luster at this moment, as if it was highly poisonous.

And in the sky above him, a small green snake was circling. The small green snake spit out snake letters, and the saliva splashed on the ground, making a sizzling sound. When I looked again, there were several small sunken holes in the ground.

Toxic.

Seeing this scene, the spectators in the wine shop and tea house couldn't help but startled, and immediately came out with expressions of horror.

"Zhao Quan has really come to the end, he actually burns his soul, he really can't die!"

A sharp-eyed person saw the reason, and suddenly said in shock.

Fang Yun also heard the noise around him, but he was still calm, and nothing seemed to make him emotional.

咻

He flicked his fingers, and the majestic spiritual power burst out immediately.

Zhao Quan took a deep breath, and immediately thrust out his palm fiercely.

At the cost of burning his soul, his spiritual power has almost reached the level of a holy king at this moment.

Moreover, he is still a holy king who possesses a saint-level spiritual weapon.

It's not scary.

slam
The two attacks collided heavily.

In an instant, the aura was dazzling, resplendent in the world.

It's just that at this moment, Fang Yun's attack seemed to destroy Zhao Quan's offensive directly.

And a stream of light penetrated Zhao Quan's eyebrows, absorbing all his power, and the burning soul was like a extinguished soul lamp, without any luster.

Zhao Quan.

A saint, a warrior who has almost reached the level of a saint king, a veteran peak powerhouse who has been famous for a long time in the wild sky, just fell like this?

Everyone stared blankly at that scene, but no one spoke in such a big town.

A saint fell in front of them like this.

There is no inseparability of fighting, no very devastating offensive, it is completely a crushing posture, almost overlooking the power.

The two are not of the same magnitude at all.

The strength shown by the man who asked Tianlou was far stronger than that of Zhao Quan.

"Hiss! Zhao Quan just disappeared..."

"Oh my god, what did I see? I thought I was going to fight until the sky was dark, and even the melon seeds and tea were prepared, but I died so easily? When did the saints become so weak?"

"Idiot, the strong saint is not weak at all, but that person is too strong, so strong...even the strong saint is not in his eyes..."

"Huang Tianyu is really going to change..."

The things that happened in front of their eyes were so shocking that when Zhao Quan's aura disappeared from the sky and the earth, they still couldn't believe the scene they saw.

Saints and strong men, for them, are the gods in the sky. When will the gods die?
This is really too unbelievable.

After Fang Yun got rid of Zhao Quan, he left, and the destructive coercion disappeared without a trace.

But the people in the city still didn't react at this moment, the shock it brought was too huge, like a monstrous huge wave hitting their weak hearts.

"Is he really dead? Zhao Quan is really dead? Did the saint and powerhouse die so easily?"

Even after half an hour, some people still asked in disbelief.

Air is frozen.

As Lin Yang who witnessed all of this, the shock he brought was undoubtedly huge.

At first he was a little skeptical and asked Tianlou, but now what Fang Yun did was undoubtedly like a slap on his face, which made him blush a little.

But he was very happy.

At this time, he grabbed the waiter at the side and asked, "What time is it now?"

The waiter thought for a while and said, "It's three quarters past noon."

"No more, no less?" Lin Yang asked.

The shop clerk nodded: "According to my years of experience, it should be so, it happens to be three quarters in the afternoon."

At this moment, Lin Yang didn't care about what the shop waiter said anymore. His mind kept echoing what the peerless expert in Wentianlou said, and he would see the outcome at [-]:[-] noon.

That's true.

This Wen Tianlou is really so powerful!

While he sighed inwardly, he was also unavoidably overjoyed, "My fellow disciples, I have avenged you. The Blue Feather Holy Land is gone, and they are all dead. I can go down to see you."

Speaking of this, his eyes suddenly became gentle, and a beautiful figure seemed to appear in front of him, "Wait for me, I will accompany you."

He died without regret.

The demise of the Cangyu Holy Land undoubtedly loosened his tight strings. It seemed that he, who aimed for revenge, lost the motivation to live in an instant.

The people he loves and those who love him have all seen Huang Quan.

And his mission has been completed, he finally has the face to face them.

The people who were immersed in shock did not pay attention to Lin Yang's disappearance. The life and death of a small person did not seem to affect their xinxing.