Ancient fairy doctors in the city

"Arrogance? That's because I have the qualifications to be arrogant." When Xiang Hanyu said this, his eyes burst into dazzling brilliance.

His pupils shrouded Losangel like a vast ocean.

Originally, Losange didn't want to look into Xiang Hanyu's eyes, but now he realized that he was thinking too much.

Xiang Hanyu's illusion filled every inch of space around him.

Roar!

A giant ape ran wildly from a distance, and when his palm fell towards him, the sky and the earth were covered.

phantom!

Lothank decided it was an illusion.

So when the great ape's palm was about to fall off, he clenched his teeth and didn't move.

But the next moment his body fell powerlessly towards the distance.

His bones were broken and blood flowed.

"This is not an illusion, this is actually a formation." Losange was stunned.

The severe pain reminded him that it was not the so-called illusion at all.

"Despicable." Losange immediately yelled at Xiang Hanyu.

Roar!

The giant ape's big foot stomped towards Losangel.

Losangel slashed out with all his strength, but the light of the sword shattered in half, and the big foot still stepped on him.

"No!" Losangel yelled.

At the same time, the giant ape disappeared.

Losange looked at the stunned expression of the disciples of the same clan, and immediately looked at his body.

Safe and sound.

A look of embarrassment and anger appeared on his face, "You...why is your phantom so real?"

"I've emphasized it before, I used a mental illusion, but your mind is still shaken." Xiang Hanyu said lightly, "It can be seen from this that your heart to ask questions is not firm, and you are destined to be unable to leave in the future. A long way."

"How far can you go?" Losangel said angrily.

"I will go to the point where you can hardly reach." Xiang Hanyu said calmly.

"But you call this master?" Losange pointed at Zhao Yang.

"That's because you don't know how powerful he is?" Xiang Hanyu looked at Luo Sangke and said, "He wants to kill you, how can he use his mental illusion like me?"

Xiang Hanyu's words stunned all the monks present.

How can it be?

Xiang Hanyu is already very strong in their hearts.

How could Zhao Yang be stronger than Xiang Hanyu?

"I have long heard that there is a peerless genius in the sect. I wonder if I can learn a thing or two today?" An elegant young man stepped out, holding a folding fan in his hand. He looked graceful, like a gentleman.

Song Wen.

The top ten true disciples ranked second.

Seeing Song Wen challenge Zhao Yang, everyone's eyes lit up.

"Yes." Zhao Yang nodded.

"I hope you can use all your strength." Song Wen said softly, "Your subordinates have all reached the eighth floor of the Celestial Wonderland. How come you have also reached the ninth floor of the Celestial Wonderland?"

Zhao Yang was stunned.

How did he answer this?

Did he say that he only reached the seventh floor of the Heavenly Wonderland?

"What? Do you think you disdain the cultivation of the ninth floor of the Heavenly Wonderland?" Song Wen said with some displeasure.

"Since you want to see it, then I will give you a chance." Zhao Yang said and immediately ignited his own blood.

boom!

His cultivation soared instantly.

The eighth floor of Heavenly Wonderland.

The ninth floor of Heavenly Wonderland.

When his cultivation reached this level, Zhao Yang punched Song Wen.

A simple punch.

Zhao Yang didn't use profound arts, nor did he use supernatural powers.

But such a simple punch has the power to destroy the world in Song Wen's eyes.

He summoned three gods.

These three gods are ashamed to have the cultivation base of the sixth level of the Heavenly Wonderland.

I have to say that Song Wen is amazing, he has actually mastered the God Ashamed Art.

The three gods were ashamed to stand in front of him, and they formed a three-talented formation to block the punch.

It's a pity that under the bombardment of this punch, they were like paper.

Breaks easily.

He couldn't even fight for even a moment with Song Wen.

"Lihuo Sword Art." Song Wen used his peak blow.

The battle sword in his hand shone brightly, and large areas of Li Huo turned into a natural barrier.

But it's a pity that he still couldn't stop the punch.

This punch is like a huge wave and tsunami, no matter what kind of obstacles are in front of him, it can be easily flattened.

puff!

Song Wen spat out a mouthful of blood.

Looking at the surging fist light, his eyes revealed the color of despair.

The two sides are not of the same magnitude at all, okay?

Seeing that the light of the punch was about to drown him, Zhao Yangxiu made a showy operation.

I saw that he waved his hand and took the fist light back.

That's right.

He took it back.

The audience was in an uproar.

You must know that the strength of the punch you punch out, generally speaking, you can't take it back.

Unless the strength of your fist is insignificant compared to yourself.

Song Wen stared at this scene dumbfounded, and said bitterly after a long time, "I want to know how much strength you used just now?"

"You better not know about this." Zhao Yang said lightly.

Song Wen's eyes dimmed.

In fact, even if Zhao Yang didn't say anything, he knew that Zhao Yang didn't use much strength.

At this time, the expressions of the monks in the field also changed when they looked at Zhao Yang.

They finally knew why the suzerain wanted to protect Zhao Yang at the expense of the ancestors of the Zhang family?

Zhao Yang is really amazing.

"That's the end of today's matter, everyone step back." Bai Yunfei said at this time.

The disciples present left one after another.

When only Bai Yunfei, Zhao Yang and Xiang Hanyu were left in the field, Bai Yunfei looked at Zhao Yang with burning eyes and said, "How far have you reached now?"

"The seventh floor of the Heavenly Wonderland."

"That is to say, you can reach the eighth or even ninth floor in the Zongmen Grand Competition in a few years?" Bai Yunfei was breathing heavily when he said this.

"Actually, with my current strength, I don't have any problem sweeping the disciples of the various sects." Zhao Yang said with a smile, "I just don't know how far the sect you want the sect to achieve?"

"I hope our sect can be promoted to the eighth class sect." Bai Yunfei said in a deep voice.

"What rank do I need to achieve?"

"As long as you can advance to the top [-], that's fine."

"That means defeating all the disciples of the ninth-class sect?" Zhao Yang thought about it and said with a smile.

"Yes."

"If that's the case, Yuan Jin'er and Xu Huier will be the ones to take action." Zhao Yang said softly.

"The two of them?"

"The two of them will definitely reach this point by then." Zhao Yang said with certainty.

Bai Yunfei's eyes flickered for a moment, but then he shook his head and said, "If you can, you should do it yourself."

"Why?"

"The Zhengyang Territory is just a very remote area in the Eastern Territory. In the future, you can't just be confined to the Zhengyang Territory. When the Zhengyang Territory sect disciples compete, several behemoths from the Eastern Territory will also come." Bai Yunfei looked at Zhao Yang and said in a deep voice, "And if you can join those sects, our Dongxuan Sect will no longer have to be bullied by some sects."