Chapter 640

Jinxian's means are not what Yang Qiu can understand.

Just raising her hands and feet makes Yang Qiu have no resistance.

Looking like Yang Qiu frozen in ice, Yang de slowly walked forward for two steps, then slowly looked at Yang Qiu with a smile and said:

"Are you Yang Qiu? The former son of destiny? Do you want to compete with the six princes for the position of the Lord of heaven? "

Yang Qiu stared at the other side. He couldn't even say a word. The other side's hand gently pressed down. The air within a hundred meters around him seemed to be compressed into a heavy grinding plate, which severely pressed his whole person to kneel on the ground, and his bones all clicked.

"I'm Yang de."

Yang de slowly came to Yang Qiu's face, then slowly stretched out a foot and clicked on Yang Qiu's shoulder. The bones of half of Yang Qiu's body were directly and completely broken. The sharp pain made the cold sweat on his forehead burst out suddenly.

"Hehe, speaking of it, I'm still your ancestor. You've always been your own family in the Yang family. If I saw you before, I had to call you young master respectfully! And now, you are just a dead dog in front of me! "

Yang Qiu's body is almost broken. His breath is introverted, and your chaotic power is constantly pouring out of the chaotic space, constantly repairing his broken body.

Yang De is worthy of being a golden immortal. Yang Qiu has no resistance in front of him.

Even that kind of power is real despair.

His eyes slowly swept over all the people present, and then he turned to stare at Yang de and said word by word:

"Are you... Here to kill me?"

"Kill you?"

Yang de suddenly smiled brightly. He raised his foot and kicked Yang Qiu on the other shoulder. Yang Qiu groaned with pain, and his soul seemed to tremble.

Yang de spread out his hands with a smile and said sarcastically:

"I don't kill things like dogs. You're not worth my shot, because you're too mean. Your end is doomed to be a dog. Why should I care so much about a dog?"

"You are just the prince's plaything. The prince must be very happy to let you live a few more days and watch you suffer. Why should I tell you this?"

Speaking of this, Yang de turned and looked at Ma Tianlong and black tiger who were still crawling on the ground, and then he narrowed his eyes slightly. On his hand, there was a faint breath hovering. This breath was like a light silk thread, which wrapped around Ma Tianlong and black tiger silently, Directly kill the two nine grade immortals.

"What's the use of keeping such waste?"

With a wave of disgust, Yang de went to Yang Qiu's face again, squatted down slowly, stretched out his hand, patted Yang Qiu's face a few times, and then sighed:

"In fact, according to my meaning, I won't kill you. I want to take out your soul and seal it, so that you can feel despair and fear all the time, and let you also experience the days when you had unlimited scenery and other branches of the Yang family were worried about being afraid under your oppression."

"Everyone is a descendant of the Yang family. Just because you are the eldest son of your ancestors, you can be superior?"

Yang Qiu couldn't understand what Yang de said, but Yang de seemed to speak more and more vigorously.

He stared at Yang Qiu and slapped him gently on Yang Qiu's face. These slaps didn't look heavy, but they were like a mountain, shaking Yang Qiu's head.

"Just because you are the eldest son, you have unlimited resources. You can practice your ancestors' eight or nine Xuangong. When brothers from other branches see you, they will call you young master? Don't you think our fate is too tragic? "

As he spoke, Yang de seemed a little excited. He waved his hand to shield the surroundings, and then suddenly there was an extremely crazy look in his eyes:

"So we made the right choice, ha ha ha, don't you know? What decision have we made? The Yang family is destined to become the leader of the three worlds. At that time, ha ha. "

Yang Qiu's eyes twinkled and stared at the guy named Yang de. he seemed to smell something from each other's words, but Yang de wanted to talk and stopped talking.

Forget it, these secrets, I know, do not have much benefit.

Well, this is the time.

Thinking of this, taking advantage of the moment when the other party's mind relaxed, Yang Qiu suddenly clenched her fist, and then hit Yang de hard in the face.

Yang Qiu used up all his strength and even mobilized his full potential. This punch combines the power of chaos and the attributes of various forces he understood on the Jihad field. This is a perfect punch.

This punch, Yang Qiu thinks, can easily kill a fairy.

Everything was like slow motion. Yang Qiu's fist hit Yang De's face hard. Yang De's face was slowly elongated and elongated. Finally, it was pulled out by his fist for more than two feet.

The sound of the bones rattling was very clear. There was still a crazy and contemptuous smile around Yang De's mouth. It was even too late to take it back. Yang Qiu's punch hit him in the face.

Yang De's body rippled out a circle after circle of mysterious and incomparable Qi, which was like layers of gauze. Yang Qiu's strength on his fist was continuously weakened by this circle of Qi, and finally all his strength disappeared completely.

But this sudden move still has an effect.

Yang de was hit with a dull hum by Yang Qiu's punch, and a big tooth flew out of his mouth. The whole person was like a shell.

But Yang Qiu's whole arm, even his waist, cracked into several sections with a click.

Yang de never thought that Yang Qiu could still fight back. He is a golden immortal. Now it can be said that this is the supreme existence on the planet. He was suppressed on the ground by himself. The existence of mole ants still hit him in the face with a fist, which is a great shame.

Yang De's body only flew out for a kilometer. He roared and grabbed Yang Qiu's head with his big hand.

At this time, a very strange smile suddenly appeared at the corners of Yang Qiu's mouth. The smile stifled Yang De's hand. He seemed to see something bad from the smile on Yang Qiu's face.

The existence of Jinxian is close to the instinctive feeling of a prophet for danger. Yang Qiu's smile is too strange.

After hesitating for a while, Yang Qiu suddenly released a thick earthy yellow smell, which rose straight into the sky. Then, he mysteriously disappeared in place. Yang de didn't even know how he left.

Yang de was stunned, then suddenly angry. He was about to roar. At this time, he suddenly felt a terrible breath and seemed to lock himself.

It felt like a field mouse being stared at by a giant dragon.

Yang de suddenly screamed with fear. His voice was like a woman. With his scream, time seemed to stop at this moment.

A huge Buddha's head slowly appeared in the solar system. The Buddha's head was a circle larger than the earth. As the Buddha's head opened his eyes, a plump, white and clean Buddha's hand with a swastika in the palm of his hand directly photographed the void just seen by Yang Qiugang.

In Yang De's howl, his fairy robe, skin, hair and even muscles were completely gasified in a moment, leaving only a golden skeleton frame.

Silent, like a breeze, Yang de stood in the void within a hundred kilometers, everything turned into nothingness.

Yang Qiu's ultimate goal is to trigger the eyes of saints.

Under indiscriminate attack, he is sure to escape, and these guys can only wait to die.

In the clear wind, a light mass wrapped several of them and fled from the terrorist blow of the saint's eye in panic, but all the members of the Yang family died here.

Emperor Shi Yan, nun Shura and Miyamoto Musashi all had life-saving cards, so the three of them escaped this terrible blow. However, one of their subordinates died here.

Everything is like nothing happened. The emptiness of the blue sea is still a clear and bright day.

Emperor Shi Yan, nun Shura, Miyamoto Musashi, all the elite they brought, as well as all the people in the lower boundary of the Yang family, all disappeared silently and completely. They didn't even have the chance to turn into powder, so they evaporated.

The lotus sent out white light and wrapped the emperor Shi Yan in it. He stood in the void thousands of miles away, then stared at the void just now, and suddenly opened his mouth and vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Yang Qiu! You...! "

Similarly, nun Shura was blankly suspended in the air. She also stared at the place, and then screamed with anger:

"Damn it!! My plan! My...! "

Emperor Shi Yan didn't know who he had lost this time. He always planned strategies. He was the one who calculated behind him. He flew into a rage in the void and howled:

"Yang Qiu, you mean bastard, you... I want... I want to... You... You... Poof!"

Yang Qiu looked at all this indifferently in the Fengtian hall. Then he took a smoke from the corner of his mouth and laughed silently.

It seems that there are many interesting things you don't know.

Come on, the soldiers will block it, and the water and earth cover it. Whatever means you have, just take it out.

Yang family in the fairy world, who else can you send to the lower world?

Western education, what else do you have?

And this Miyamoto Musashi, which is not simple, can escape from the saints.

Yang Qiu made up his mind. In the next period of time, he will manage his territory and enhance his strength.