Chapter 1783: Battle of the Nine Great Sanxian

What if the Iron Tower Man is a master in the late stage of Rank 6?

Lord, I still slap you to death.

Let you pretend to be forced?

With the blessing of the old man's divine and soul power, coupled with the supreme magical power in his hand, suddenly erupted, and the triumphant iron tower man would naturally be a tragedy.

With a slap in the hand, there was a big pit directly on the ground, and the big pit was turned into a meatloaf, and he couldn't resist it at all.

But having said that, Yang is a typical person in the dark, who would have thought that he would suddenly burst out with such great power at the last moment?

The spirit power blessing of the Twelve Tribulations Scattered Immortal, although it is a broken soul, is far from being able to resist the Sixth-Ranked Scattered Immortal of the Iron Pagoda.

Perhaps if the Iron Tower man was extremely vigilant from the beginning, he could resist or avoid Yang Yiyun's last moments of the dark. It is a pity that the Iron Tower man despised Yang Yiyun from the beginning, and he was also embarrassed and angry at the first blow. Yang Yiyun slapped it to death.

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At this moment, Yang Yiyun's breath exploded strongly, making all the nine scattered immortals who watched the battle become frightened. After the anger of'Secluded', the nine scattered immortals shot at the same time and pounced on Yang Yiyun.

Watching Yang Yiyun's Thunder slap a palm on the iron tower man, he directly slapped the iron tower man to death. Anyway, the nine of them felt that the breath of the iron tower man was gone.

The power of a palm directly caused the iron tower man to die.

What kind of power is this?

Can't reach the peak of Rank 6?

Obviously before, they felt that the strength of Yang Yiyun's body was weaker than that of the iron tower. The first time the two confronted before, it was indeed the case. Yang Yiyun was broken by the iron tower man.

In the second confrontation, everyone still felt that Yang Yiyun's breath was much weaker than the iron tower man...

but……

Who would have thought it would end like this?

It was obvious that Yang Yiyun's power suddenly exploded for a large amount in an instant, as if someone had blessed Yang Yiyun's power, and his body broke out with external force.

Therefore, the iron tower man was slapped to death by Yang Yiyun.

Although the Nine Sanxians had the intention to save people, they didn't have time at all.

Watching the iron tower man was hit by Yang Yiyun directly into the big pit, but everyone felt that the iron tower man's vitality disappeared.

The power of a palm stopped all the nine scattered immortals, shocked and angry.

And Yang Yiyun looked at each other, looking at Yang Yiyun's huge body that is a hundred meters high, the eyes of the Nine Great Dispersion Immortals became complicated.

Furious!

What was shocking was that Yang Yiyun still had hidden power. This power aura burst out, and it was enough to compete with them in the late Sixth Rank Sanxian, or even surpass it.

Angrily, Yang Yiyun slapped one of their fellows to death without hesitation, while nine of them watched as their fellow fellows were shot to death.

This blow was like a loud slap on them.

It hurts and loses face.

Everyone's complexion became purple sauce color.

Yang Yiyun stood in the distance, looking down at the nine scattered immortals, looking at their expressions, feeling refreshed.

Of course he also knew that the next battle was really fierce.

With the old man's spirit power blessing, one of his opponent's celestial beings is now no problem.

But if the nine scattered immortals were going together, he would not have the slightest confidence in his heart.

But this is the end of the matter, and there is nothing to be afraid of.

He believes that there is an old man in the battle, it will not be too miserable.

Besides, he is now full of resentment towards these Zongmen Sanxian groups. These **** deceive people too much. If they don't fight a fight to explode the resentment in his heart, his thoughts are not clear.

There have been grievances against these sect groups, or the holy land groups, since he entered the realm of cultivation.

Because the Holy Land group caused too much trouble for him.

Now it's whether these **** are really shameless to the point of gang fights against him.

If he comes alone, one is counted as one, but he is not at all afraid of it.

However, Yang Yiyun knows that these old immortals are all human spirits, and they are all the ones who live more and more fear of death. It is impossible to fight with him one-on-one, and then if he doesn’t guess wrong, nine old men. Immortal will definitely kill him together.

He was too aware of the urination of these monks from the big gate.

Just thinking about it in my heart, I heard the boy among them with a gloomy face: "You guys, let's take action together, this kid is full of suffocation, his hostility is too heavy, and he has entered the magic way. For a demon, I have no moral right to wait But, let’s kill them together and shake the universe."

"Yes, it should be so, there is no need to preach morality with a demon, kill..."

After You spoke, the eight scattered immortals around him followed suit without blushing or panting.

Yang Yiyun listened to them, laughed angrily, and sneered: "Sure enough, you **** are shameless hypocrites. You are not sure to fight alone with the young master. If you want a group attack, you can say clearly, why be so hypocritical and even Put a big hat on Xiaoye?

I really want to take off my pants and fart, if I do this, what means do I use, I don't want you, I am not dead today, or you **** are going to hell. "

"Huh, let me die~"

With a gloomy expression on your face, You rushed up with a roar, and the other eight scattered immortals scattered behind him, besieging Yang Yiyun in all directions.

One of them roared loudly, and his body was full of white light, but the mana behind him condensed into a phantom, similar to the statue of the **** of life.

The rest of the rest is also the lightening tool for lightening the magical tools in their hands, and the exhibition of magical powers...

For a time, a powerful aura rose to the sky...

The scene is grand.

The Sanxian in the late sixth round of the Ninth Congress began to attack Yang Yiyun after a joint attack.

Yang Yiyun had a relaxed expression on his face, but in his heart he raised the spirit of 120,000 points. He knew that he was facing nine old Sanxian monsters of the late sixth rank, not ordinary monks.

It's not even a five-turn Sanxian.

The gap between Rank 6 and Rank 5 is the gap between heaven and earth.

Don't tolerate the slightest sloppy.

Although the old man lent him the power of the soul, it was limited.

And the state of the old man at this moment is not an invincible existence, his old man is just the existence of his soul in the universe pot.

In fact, Yang Yiyun knew that even if the old man directly took over his body to fight and faced a powerful enemy, no one could defeat it.

He walked along the path, and the old man wiped a lot of his ass, and on several occasions, he was actually using the power of the soul to scare people.

Instead of real strength.

If the old man is really powerful, he doesn't need to scare the enemy, but according to his old man's personality that cannot tolerate sand in his eyes, he will directly kill and destroy the enemy.

So Yang Yiyun at this time knew that he couldn't have any reservations.

With a move in his heart, all the mana and supernatural powers that he could use were urged out.

The star idols, the Eastern Emperor's Bell, the Gate of Youdu, the power of the origin of water in the body all burst out.

He also prepared for a long time, although he could face it.

Facing the nine great scattered immortals coming from all directions, watching each of them explode a powerful attack against him, Yang Yiyun urged all his defenses, not daring to be sloppy.

The next moment he waved his hands, the power of the law penetrated his whole body and merged into his supernatural powers, and he fought back.

"King Kong Supreme~

"Longevity Supreme~"

"Dou Zhuan Zhizun~"

In one breath, Yang Yiyun displayed the fusion of three supernatural powers, each of which was three strokes of mudra. Now with the blessing of the old man's soul power, he can merge each of the handprints of the magical powers at will, and finally transform into a powerful one. , The power has doubled.

Even with the blessing of the old man's spirit power, he can only display the three magical powers in the "Twelve Supreme" magical powers at most in one breath.

The three kinds of magical powers burst out into three directions, forming a three-talent array layout, which can attack and defend the nine scattered immortals to the maximum.

Facing the joint attack of the nine scattered immortals, Yang Yiyun felt a strong heart palpitations.

There is no way that nine old immortals are too powerful~

There are ten people in the field bursting into power.

Looking from a long distance, Yang Yiyun's huge body of one hundred meters stood up in the sky and the earth, while the nine great scattered immortals used magical powers to surround him, and the powerful mana exploded from casting spells directly formed an energy storm.

The center of the storm is Yang Yiyun.

Behind the sky, dark clouds covered the sky, and there were thundering waves at this moment.

The dust was flying within a kilometer above the ground, which was terrifying.