Prehistoric Gourd Supreme

Chapter 102 I like turkey the most!

Chapter 102 I like turkey the most! (three more)

I'm sorry, everyone, although it's a bit late, it's still three o'clock.
"What the hell is he! He deserves my insult!"

Zhang Yang couldn't get used to Tai Yi's high-ranking, self-righteous, dog-like people, so he spoke unceremoniously and confronted him.

"Bastard, dare to insult His Majesty, you are courting death!"

"Kill him, all those who insult His Majesty will die!"

Without waiting for Tai Yi to speak, the dozen or so Da Luoxians behind Tai Yi roared angrily, with strong murderous intent erupting from their bodies. One of the Da Luoxians jumped out directly and sacrificed a mid-grade innate spirit treasure halberd, Braving the purple thunder, accompanied by lightning and thunder, with a piercing cold light, he pointed at Zhang Yang.

Tai Yi's face froze, turned into ice-cold in an instant, two cold lights erupted in his eyes, he was not born, obviously acquiescing, after all, scolding Di Jun angrily in front of him was also hitting him in the face.

Even if it were someone else, in front of many people, if someone scolded him for being a good match, no one would go crazy, not to mention that he is the demon emperor of Tiangong, and he is the son of the sun.

"Haha, let's fight, it's better to turn the world upside down!" Mo Ling sneered when he heard Zhang Yang's words, but clapped his hands in his heart. The harder Tai Yi and Zhang Yang fought, the happier he was.

Zhen Yuanzi also watched indifferently, but there was a hint of sadness in his eyes. The two of them were fighting, no matter which side won, it was not what he wanted to see. Taoist Calabash forced the three of them to join forces with one knife. Their combat power was unprecedented. unheard of.

And Tai Yi brought in more than a dozen masters, and all of them are Da Luo Xian, who don't need to give way more than Calabash Taoist, so no matter who wins on both sides, he doesn't care, what he thinks now is how to help Hong Yun escape.

"General Zi Lei, you are no match for Taoist Calabash, step down immediately!"

Di Jun saw a figure attacking Zhang Yang with murderous intent, his expression changed, and he shouted loudly, he knew that a Da Luoxian was no match for Taoist Hulu at all, so Mo Ling, Zhen Yuanzi, and Hong could not only kill Mo Ling with a single blow Just to say, that is unparalleled combat power.

What's more, the scale of Tiangong is growing, and now is the time for employing people. A Da Luoxian is also the backbone of Tiangong, and there is no room for loss. It is unwise to go up and attack when you know you are invincible.

"Brother, you don't worry too much. Zilei is the form of the god of thunder and bull. He is born to master thunder and lightning. Even the top Da Luoxian can fight. Don't worry, brother."

Tai Yi looked at his elder brother Di Jun in surprise, thinking that Di Jun was worried because he didn't know Zi Lei's details, so he explained with a smile,

Di Jun didn't listen to Tai Yi's words at all, his face was full of anxiety, and he wanted to call Zi Lei back, but the battle on the battlefield had already started, and it was too late to stop him, Di Jun showed a trace of helplessness on his face, and Tai Yi smiled and looked on.

"Whoever insults His Majesty, die!"

Zi Lei's eyes flickered with purple electric sparks, and between the opening and closing, the electric current rushed, and the thunder rolled from the sky and the earth, converging into the deep purple halberd in his hand. Infinite thunder and lightning, with the potential to suppress the world, struck Zhang Yang head-on.

The thunder ring and the long halberd penetrate the sky, and the wind and thunder help each other in different ways.

Zimang flew nine days away, and Thunder God opened the sky to create chaos.

The vision is grand, the halberd strikes as if opening up the world, Zhang Yang sneers, grabs it with his big hand, the black knife emerges, mana pours in, the blade glows, looking at the falling halberd, it cuts out the wind and snow world.

Like a startling rainbow descending from the sky, the boundless wind and snow came out of thin air, the biting chill pierced the heart, and the peerless sharpness split through everything in the world, unstoppable.

Click!

A black light flashed past, surrounded by thunder light, and the middle-grade congenital spirit treasure halberd that was about to open up the world made a sound, the sound was clear and crisp, as if glass fell to the ground, it was crisp and sharp, the knife light was not limited and unchanged, and the speed was startled by lightning. In his eyes, the black knife fell silently from the top of his head

Zi Lei's face was stiff, and he kept the original attacking posture, standing there quietly, but the half of the halberd was left, and the snowflakes all over the sky fell on his body, and soon turned into a snowman...
Zhang Yang stood with his saber back, the black saber shone with light, and he swung his saber lightly, casually and naturally, as if he had done an insignificant thing, he hooked his hand at Taiyi contemptuously.

"Zi Lei, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing Zhang Yang's arrogance, Tai Yi and Di Jun's faces were as dark as the bottom of a pot, and there was a trace of anger in their eyes. Looking at Zi Lei who was standing still, they both had a bad premonition in their hearts, and Di Jun shouted in a deep voice.

But for a long time, there was no reply from Zi Lei, and Tai Yi and Di Jun felt even more uneasy. Behind them, a big Luo Xian stepped out again, took out a middle-grade Xiantian Lingbao long spear, with endless cold light, vigilant Looking at Zhang Yang, he came to Zi Lei, called him softly, and gently touched Zi Lei covered in snow with his hand.

call!
The touch didn't matter, covered by snowflakes, purple thunder that turned into a snowman made a bang, and turned into snowflakes flying all over the sky, like smoke and dust, drifting in the wind, the halberd fell to the ground, and broke into two pieces with a bang.

"How is this possible?"

Tai Yi and Di Jun's faces froze again, their eyes widened, they couldn't believe it, what happened before them, a Da Luo Xian was turned into snowflakes all over the sky with a single blow.

What's even more outrageous is that the mid-grade Xiantian Lingbao's long halberd was broken into two sections, which was unheard of before. One must know that the Xiantian Lingbao was conceived by heaven and earth, and it is indestructible. How could it be cut off?

Wait, the knife in the hands of Taoist Calabash?That black knife has no aura at all, and it has no imprint of the god pattern. It is not a congenital spiritual treasure at all, but a very ordinary mortal knife. Can a mortal knife cut through the congenital spiritual treasure?

Don't be kidding, the mortal knife can cut off the innate spirit treasure, and hitting cotton can also kill people. This simply subverts everyone's cognition, and makes everyone present stunned. Ten thousand wild horses and beasts gallop past their chests.

"It is impossible for ordinary swords to cut off the Xiantian Lingbao. That is the sword technique used by Taoist Gourd. Is there such a powerful sword technique to cut off the Xiantian Lingbao? But if the combat technique cuts the Xiantian Lingbao , the vanadium-iron black knife in Zhang Yang's hand should also be broken, but why is it still intact?"

I couldn't explain it, couldn't figure it out, and asked a question, which was quickly rejected. Everyone present showed confusion, and there was a hint of surprise in their eyes, as if they had seen a ghost.

"Can even cut off a middle-grade innate spirit treasure? Is this still a mortal knife?"

Kunpeng looked at the black knife in Zhang Yang's hand, showing a complicated and jealous look. He was the least surprised, because in the chaos, he knew that the black knife in Zhang Yang's hand could break the low-grade innate spirit treasure. Seeing it again today, Only then did I realize that I was still muttering about the sharpness of the black knife.

"What a weird black knife, what a weird gourd Taoist!"

Mo Ling and Zhen Yuanzi were both dumbfounded, and they looked at each other, and they both saw a trace of happiness in each other's eyes. They were glad that when the three of them were fighting with Zhang Yang just now, he was not close to him, otherwise they would end up like Zi Lei.

"Okay, Taoist Gourd, you actually killed my general, I will not spare you today!"

Tai Yi also reacted from the shock at this time, with a strong murderous intent on his face, he knew that if he fought alone, he would definitely not be able to defeat the Calabash Taoist, so he said to the crowd behind him: "Let's go together, kill him!"

"Yes!"

Everyone behind Taiyi nodded yes, and each took out their own innate spiritual treasures. For a moment, the brilliance was dazzling, and the murderous intent was surging. They all looked at Zhang Yang with hatred, as if Zhang Yang had killed their relatives.

swipe swipe.......
More than a dozen big Luoxians shook their figures one after another, each took their own innate spiritual treasures, surrounded Zhang Yang in a murderous manner, poured mana into the spiritual treasures, and for a moment, the Lingguang Cave shook the wind and rain for nine days.

"Taiyi, if you have the ability, you come up, don't let these things come up and die, I like roast turkey the most!" Zhang Yang was surrounded by big Luo Xian, with no fear on his face, he held the black knife on his shoulder, contemptuously He looked at Taiyi and said.

(End of this chapter)

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