Chapter 309

"Second elder martial brother, this guy is not simple!"

"Yes, this guy is very difficult, but he has just broken through the master's cultivation. He has not broken through many strange classics and eight channels. He has already understood the true meaning of kendo. Even our inner disciples of Wanxian cult are fooled by him. I'm afraid that he will be an invincible great master before long."

Looking at that side, a branch will play with the four younger martial brothers, and all the masters on the observation table are gloomy.

In particular, they thought that Marquis tianwu was once called the invincible great master. As a result, most of the core disciples of Wanxian cult were killed by him. Then suddenly, Hunyuan Zun achieved great achievements in a short period of time. This time, he was alone and oppressed the two elders of Wanxian cult.

"Haha, I didn't expect that when I was young, I used branches to drive sheep, and it was so easy to use them to draw people."

he controlled the branches in his hands and drove out the four inner disciples of Wanxian sect.

Wang Yang laughed wildly. "I smoke, I smoke, I smoke, I smoke left, I right, I pump up, I draw down, and I smoke again after I finish..."

Wang Yang had a good time. He sang a lot of ballads in his mouth, which combined with the twitching rhythm of the branches in his hand, which formed a pleasant music.

"Asshole, this is playing with our ten thousand immortals cult disciples!"

Wang Yang's behavior can be regarded as infuriating that group of core disciples.

As a cult, Wanxian cult, as a cult, faced with the attacks of various big forces in the whole Gushe cave, which led to their special unity in the external world. How can Wang Yang's behavior not make those core disciples angry?

"Boy, die!"

First of all, a core disciple jumped out.

This man is a man, about thirty years old. He seems to be no different from Wang Yang. However, as soon as he comes out, Wang Yang feels a strong sense of decay.

He took out the long sword from his back, pointed at Wang Yang, and said, "boy, come out of the sword!"

"You want to fight me?"

"Why, afraid?"

A zombie face, bright black, at this time a angry, but it is still better.

"Boy, it's useless to be afraid. Let's have a sword!"

Said, scornfully swept the bright green branch in Wang Yang's hand, sneered and said: "you won't, want to use this branch to fight with me!"

The great master's sword is infused with vigorous Qi and can be detached from the body. He absolutely does not believe that this boy can fight with himself with a branch!

"No, since you want to fight, I will fight."

With that, Wang Yang raised the branch in his hand and said, "all the plants are swords. Today I'd like to see if it's true!"

"You want to die!"

The black face was furious.

This is an ugly zombie, there is a trace of expression, let him become more beautiful.

A sword stabs out, three meters apart, just like a laser, shooting a thick light column from the sword.

Rough, heavy and lacking in spirituality.

"You are not fit to use a sword. The sword technique is aesthetic, spiritual and introverted."

With that, the fresh green branches in Wang Yang's hands became more fresh and green.

As if given life again, antelope hanging horn general, with branches as a sword, a sword point out, trace like a scene, appear again.

Soft branches, as hard as iron, can be seen with a sword. The trace is on the sword pillar. Suddenly, the whole thick sword pillar collapses directly.

"You, this, impossible, how can you block my sword?"

A face that would have been dark enough was even darker.

The biggest gap between great masters and great masters is that they can form powerful long-range attacks with the injection of vigorous Qi.

Jianqi is under the mark of Kendo master.

However, who could have thought that his sword attack would be broken by a master?

"Hum, the sword technique is just the sword spirit. The sword spirit is just the appearance of the sword technique, and the true meaning of the sword is the essence.

No matter how strong your sword spirit is, I only need to break your true meaning with one sword. No matter how strong your sword spirit is, I will collapse by myself. "

Wang Yang smiles in his heart and looks at the black face with astonishment, but he will not be polite to him.

Wang Yangren's sword is one. He crosses three meters and stabs black face left eye with one sword.

This sword is as fast as thunder, just like a fairy flying from the sky and grabbing the sword with one sword.

Once the sword is stabbed into the brain again, it will be stabbed into the brain.

"Sixth younger martial brother, be careful."

This sword is startling. Once stabbed, there will be death but no life.

"Ah

Under the life crisis, the black face finally woke up.

Looking at the straight stabbing sword, a black face turned white with fear. At this time, it was no longer important to see what kind of image it was. A buffalo rolled and ran away in a mess.

"Ah, I'm going to kill you!"

His embarrassed appearance, this has been like black charcoal general face, more black, black shiny, but there is a wonderful.At this moment, there is no doubt that the strength of the grand master level is like a giant axe in the hands of the spirit. It has the ability to open mountains and open up rivers. One sword cuts down, and the five foot Epee forms a three meter long sword gang.

This is the black face's all-out blow. He is confident that it is very difficult for the great master to bear the blow.

"The spirit of the sword is rough, the meaning of the sword is fierce and I don't know how to restrain it. The sword Gang is heavy and lacks spirituality. If you do this, you are also called a sword?"

Wang Yang glanced at it gently and disdained.

Wang Yang's body is nimble, like willow like wind, and Hongyan is dancing lightly. No matter how black face attacks, under his heavy sword technique, Wang Yang is light as smoke and is free to move.

The branches in your hand are swept gently, like mountains. Even if you are only a master, you can make your sword as light as you can.

Bang ---

the random hand, even if the sword is vigorous like a column, is also difficult to bear, once again by Wang Yang pulled off.

"Ah..."

Even if he is a great master, the true meaning of Kendo is broken again and again, and the black face can't bear it, and he is defeated.

"Waste!"

The performance of black gizzard is really a disgrace to the immortal sect. The second elder martial brother was furious in his heart and looked at him with dignity.

"Your good means"

"Hey, how can you get into the eyes of all the immortals

There was a flash of cold in the eyes of the second elder martial brother.

Wang Yang praised the Wanxian cult with high vision. However, based on the performance of the sixth younger martial brother and the so-called Wanxian, in fact, he only refers to the corpse that has not been transformed into a corpse cave for thousands of years.

"Boy, you have to pay attention to your words. A lot of times, it can be said that disaster comes from the mouth."

"Haha, it's funny. It's really funny. You bastards, the existence of stinky rats, have been intercepted in the middle of the road, and even they say that the disaster comes from the mouth. Are you really shameless or have no face?"

Wang Yang's good temper broke out in his heart when he was intercepted and killed.

Smell speech, second elder martial brother no longer speak, just stare at Wang Yang coldly.

"You will regret it." (to be continued. )