I am the master of all worlds

Chapter 158 Chapter [-]
When doing things, you must not think what you do, but depend on what others do.

Zhang Wuyang kept this sentence in mind, so on the basis of what he originally thought, he forcefully arranged a stronger backhand, and defeated the first army of the Seven Killing Palace.

The Palace of Seven Kills thought that the seven god kings would be able to capture Zhang Wuyang, but they were besieged.

Bai Yuanzi thought that if he fought his back, he would have a high chance of capturing Lu Yan. After all, one is a spirit god and the other is just a supernatural power. There is a big difference in strength.

Unfortunately, I thought... was wrong.

After fighting with swords and swords, and comprehending several supernatural powers, Lu Yan, who had enlightened up to 600 meters, only retreated [-] meters, while Bai Yuanzi retreated [-] meters.

I have never fought against the real Tianjiao in my life, and I can never imagine what kind of gap it is.

Especially those who have no adventures and only rely on one character to pray for the progress of martial arts all their lives, they will not understand this difference.

Standing in the air, looking at the dazed Bai Yuanzi over there, Lu Yan shook his head and sighed helplessly.

She imitated the female sage of seven emotions, and even wanted to become a generation of empress mighty and powerful. Many people said that she was competitive, but who knew Zhang Wuyang's old saying, "There are tens of thousands of buildings in the world, and the world's poor and poor are all happy." How touched she was!
In the world, the hustle and bustle of various forces is for the benefit, and the common people do not have the real Dao supernatural powers. There are very few people like Bai Yuanzi who can become a spiritual god.

Even so, without the guidance of a master, without perfect spiritual skills, Bai Yuanzi's combat power, and being able to exert eight levels is already the result of hard work.

A golden ray of light shines on the earth, like a lighthouse in the night sky, causing more than a dozen god kings who were fighting on one side to look sideways.

Bathed in the golden light, Lu Yan suddenly looked at Zhang Wuyang.

On the lake, Zhang Wuyang and his brother Zhang Wuyao were playing a game of chess.

It is no longer the stinky chess basket of that day, but a real match.

Zhang Wuyang is black, Zhang Wuyao is white, but with a little effort, they have strangled several dragons in succession.

Bai Yuanzi finally came back to his senses, seeing Lu Yan bathed in golden light, his expression was a little crazy.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

Laughing loudly, but the laughter is so bleak, and the appearance is full of despair.

"Holy Land! Holy Maiden! Hahahahahahahaha"

"I've been an old man for a lifetime, my talent is stupid, and I only realized one trick of supernatural powers, please~... enlighten me!"

"Please!"

Holding the amethyst sword in his hand, Lu Yan looked at him without fear.

At this time, Bai Yuanzi retreated clearly and soberly because of the previous retreat.

Today, I can't go!
Already have the will to die, the kind of death will that has no hope of surviving.

but……

Lu Yan said it was meaningless.

The black sword soared into the sky and turned into a thousand-meter black shadow

Accompanied by thunder and lightning, a pitch-black eyeball appeared in the shadow in a few breaths, which was unusually abrupt, but seemed reasonable.

Bai Yuanzi opened his mouth again, looking back, he had already become a mummy-like existence, shrinking and dying...

"Saint, Your Excellency, be careful...God's will...like...a knife"

The last word, the last shadow, turned into dust and scattered in the world with the breeze.

The pitch-black eyeballs also disappeared, leaving only a strand of pitch-black thread pressing down on Lu Yan, where there were fragments of broken space.

"Cousin Wu Yao, can you give me this chess piece?"

"Hey, you!"

Zhang Wuyao was too slow to stop, the moment Zhang Wuyang spoke, the chess piece had already shot into the sky.

Zhang Wuyang didn't use much force, but the chess piece itself is a great treasure, and Zhang Hexiao personally set up a magic formation.

Now being stimulated by the black silk thread in the sky, it naturally turned into a pair of scissors, and cut towards the black silk thread.

wave~
There seemed to be no resistance at all, the scissors broke, and the silk thread continued to press down on Lu Yan.

With a sword point out, a ray of golden light splits up to meet it, but it looks like white snow melting under the scorching sun, leaving only three inches long in a blink of an eye.

And the black line finally stopped the pressure and finally disappeared without a trace.

"It's God's will! Alas!!!"

The last bit of Bai Yuanzi's spirit was also wiped out, leaving only a helpless sigh.

After putting the Amethyst sword into its sheath, Lu Yan realized that he broke out in a cold sweat at some point, and Zhang Wuyang's complaints were heard next to his ears.

"Yanzi, are you big?"

"A god is so powerful that he dares to take a blow when he is dying. Do you really think that with a profound martial essence, he can completely abuse others for hundreds of years?"

"My pleasure."

Stepping into the boat, Lu Yan glanced at Zhang Wuyang, then sat on the side and spoke indifferently.

I care about you, but you hate me?

So angry!

Want to hit someone.

Snapped!
Picking up a sunspot again, Zhang Wuyang scattered all the grievances on the board.

Upon closer inspection, it was clearly a stinking chess basket again.

Zhang Wuyao was puzzled, and looked at Zhang Wuyang with some puzzlement.

"The dust has settled."

"I still have a big dragon!" Zhang Wuyao retorted.

With a disdainful smile, Zhang Wuyang pointed to the chessboard, "I still have Grandpa Luo!"

……

Two stinky chess baskets!

In Xuanhuang City, an old man wearing a coir raincoat and a straw hat came, holding a bronze sword in his arms.

Opposite the old man, a silly old man grinned with his teeth bared.

"Luo Shacai!!!"

"Hehehehehehe, I didn't kill the talent, I didn't kill the talent."

"Hmph! Farewell!"

Without the slightest hesitation, the old man with the sword turned around and left.

In the past, there was an immortal in the Zhang family, who was once the head protector of the Zhang family.

Following the unreliable patriarch who always wanted to go to Jiaozhou to make a name for future generations, he killed an unknown number of alien races, causing countless alien races to change their faces.

It's a pity that he was later abolished by Wuxian Hewu of the Heluo tribe, and his strength regressed back to the god king.

But who dares to underestimate it!
There are even rumors that Zhang and Xiaoneng defeated He Wu, and there are many reasons why He Wu was injured.

"Hehehehehehe..."

On the street, the silly old man smiled foolishly, and then ran around step by step, occasionally stopping in front of vendors selling dolls, picking out a few dolls to buy.

I will also stop in front of some small jewelry beads and buy a few strings of beads.

There is also a little aunt at home, if there is no gift, she will be unhappy.

The battle between the gods and kings is still going on, from day to night,
Sitting in the holy car, Zhang Wuyang and Lu Yan had already arrived at the City Lord's Mansion of Xuanhuang City.

Looking at Zhang Wuyang who was lazy in the first seat with some fear, City Master Xuanhuang was worried and adored.

To be able to find such an important stronghold in the Palace of Seven Kills in more than a month, and successfully leave behind seven god kings, the wisdom of the young master, who can match it!

Zhang Wuyang really enjoyed this kind of look, so naturally he wouldn't say that he was engaged in the Hundred Yuan God's Gate, in fact, he just wanted to muddy the water so he could take advantage of the opportunity to catch fish.

But luck can't stop it, God knows that when a blind cat meets a dead mouse, a big wave comes directly.

As for Zhang Wuyao and the five later Zhang family god kings, they just kept a backhand out of habit, and they seemed unpredictable when they were used, and they were just prepared for future problems when they were not used.

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(End of this chapter)