Chapter 966: Who said i want to beat him

Everyone froze, everyone thought that Chen Yang was going to loosen the python marks, but he did not expect that he actually shot the python marks WW..lā

In the presence of the spiritual incarcer, this is simply a face-slap and naked provocation of the authority of the spiritual incarcer.

The moment Chen Yang killed the python mark, a majestic momentum was released from the spirit-cutter, locking him, and covering everyone around him at the same time.

This tremendous coercion makes people feel irresistible.

After all, the spiritual incarnate is a strong man in the late period of foundation construction. Except for the bone front, everyone else is innate, and the gap between the realms is too great.

"Monster Breath!"

However, Chen Yang's heart was beating, he felt the spirit of the sarcaster and felt familiar.

It is not the pure demon of Wan Yao, nor the fierce breath of strange beasts, but the demon breath of demon blood.

In other words, there are a lot of spiritual disciples, monsters with thin blood.

However, the spirit-cutter is not a real monster, because the real monster is the worst.

And he was two miles away from Jiedan.

It's no wonder that he has to find the source of the release of evil spirits, because only with the help of pure evil spirits can he advance into Dandan.

"Sure enough, the spirit-cutter is a monster."

Chen Yang's gaze was fixed, and he looked at the spiritual arbiter.

Since the other party was a monster, he felt a little more certain in his heart.

He was still a little tricky to deal with the humans in the late period of construction, but the words of the monsters had other methods.

The spirit of the disciple became more and more violent, but he did not rush to shoot, a pair of bright red eyes, full of killing, staring coldly at Chen Yang.

Lang Gu fought a chill, stood up, and said bravely, "Soul-cutter, this matter ..."

Brushing it, the spiritual arrogant turned his head to stare at Lang Gu, and the fierceness in his eyes immediately deterred Lang Gu. The whole person was stiff and could not even speak.

"An outsider?"

The slayer looked at Chen Yang and wrote three words on the ground with a branch.

While writing, his hands were shaking, apparently controlling anger and trying to keep calm.

Seeing that he was not in a hurry to start, Zheng Yang didn't know how to delay the time, and his heart suddenly became happy, pretending to touch his nose, and secretly taking a previous medicine given by Hesui to restore his vitality.

As long as you have the spirit and delay the time, it will not be a big problem to deal with the disciples.

"Yes, I am not a beast spirit."

Chen Yang looked at the spiritual arbiter and replied calmly.

The slayer's eyes flickered and he wrote: "The breath on your body has appeared in the remains of Da Xia. You took that treasure and you handed it over. I can give you a whole body."

It turns out that you don't have to rush, you want to know the whereabouts of Wan Yaoling.

Chen Yang's mind moved, with an innocent expression on his face, and said, "Master Devil, what do you say, I don't know."

"court death!"

The spiritual scribe wrote two words on the ground, and walked towards Chen Yang.

His steps were short, as if his legs were not wide.

The momentum in the later period of foundation building cannot be underestimated, even if Chen Yang has eight wastelands as the foundation, he is also pressed to breathe and stagnate.

Apparently, the cultivator is going to do it.

Chen Yang's vitality has not recovered, and it is not the time to start.

A panicked expression on his face procrastinated, "Say, I say."

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sp; The disciple stopped and stared coldly at Chen Yang.

Chen Yang said: "I am from China, and I am an ordinary college student. I entered the Himalayas with my dreams, hoping to save Limin in the dark. As a result, he is very beautiful now, completely ..."

Click.

The scribe's branch in his hand was crushed, and he moved angrily forward, his eyes daring.

Everyone present heard that Chen Yang was obviously talking nonsense.

His courage is too great.

"Don't worry, don't worry, get on the subject right away." Chen Yang made a gesture to the spiritual arbiter, and then said: "I got a treasure in the ruins of Da Xia, that treasure ..."

Although Chen Yang talked about the subject, the patience of the spiritual slayer was exhausted, and he did not stop and walked towards Chen Yang.

With each step he took, the momentum increased a bit. Some of the juniors of the Wolf Spirit tribe who embraced the realm of the wolf, knelt down on the spot and could not bear the momentum.

In addition, the genius is short in shape, but the ground is squeaking, leaving deep footprints, as if his body is very heavy.

Seeing that the spiritual arbiter did not intend to listen to his own explanation, Chen Yang's eyes turned and he changed his strategy.

He grabbed an empty bottle in his bag and threw it towards the distance. He shouted to the spirit-cutter: "The treasure is in it. If you want, go get it."

The crowd hadn't responded yet, the dan bottle had flew far away, turned into a dark spot, and fell into a dense bush.

The cultivator is most concerned about releasing treasures with a dark red breath.

The reason why he was angry at the beginning was because his long-cherished treasure was taken away by others.

At this moment, he saw Chen Yang throwing the treasure out. His eyes were bright. Where did he care about Chen Yang and others, his body moved, and he chased up towards the Dan bottle that flew out kilometers.

Seeing the spiritual deceased go, Chen Yang immediately said to everyone: "Everyone returns to the tribe, he will come back immediately, I will deal with him."

Hearing that everyone immediately understood that the so-called treasure was deceived by Chen Yang.

Lang Xiaoran is beautiful and tight, worried: "Chen Yang, the spiritual arrogant is the late construction of the foundation, how do you deal with him? You are not his opponent."

"Xiao Ran is right, Chen Yang, you're leaving." Lang Gu glanced at Xiao Ran, his face showing compassion, Shen said, "Chen Yang, you can take Xiao Ran away too. Hurry, or be smart. He returned. "

Others looked at Chen Yang with a heavy expression, all thinking that he couldn't deal with the arbiter.

Chen Yang was unmoved, and Shen said, "You all listen to me, hurry into the tribe and hide, otherwise it will only cause fearless casualties."

Lang Gu frowned and shook his head: "Chen Yang, you can't defeat the incarcer."

"Who said I was going to beat him?"

There was a smile on the corner of Chen Yang's mouth ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Then he sank and said to everyone: "Fast, if you don't retreat, you will be too late. Do you all want to die?"

"Leave and retreat to the tribe."

Lang Gu hesitated, took his heart to the side, pulled Lang Xiaoran, and the people who led the five ethnic alliances retreated to the tribe.

They found a bunker and watched the situation outside the tribe from a distance.

"Yin!"

In the moment when the people of the Five Clan Alliance took refuge, a sharp scream came out, which made people's ears hurt.

Immediately afterwards, I saw a dark shadow rushing from a distance.

That dark shadow is the spiritual disciple.

Killing intention and anger are like substance, coming out from the spiritual arrogant, violent, as if he is going to destroy everything in front of him.