Chapter 112 Good Luck, Eat Chicken Tonight!

No one expected that Yang Zhen possessed such a strange movement technique, Yang Zhen was everywhere in the air, and the beautiful 'S' and 'B' made everyone dazzled and bewildered looked at each other.

The old man jumped into a rage, and stared at Yang Zhen with a green face in his hand, and a terrifying wave of true energy erupted from his body with a bang. When locking Yang Zhen, they found that Yang Zhen had already appeared in another place.

"National Infant stage sixth-layer powerhouse!"

Among the people around, someone exclaimed and looked at Yang Zhen with a look of astonishment.

"Where... where did this evildoer come from, and dare to play with the Nascent Soul stage sixth-layer powerhouse like this?"

"It's really unimaginable that a monk at the golden core stage can still display such an elegant agility in front of the sixth-layer strongman at the Nascent Soul stage."

"Although I don't know the meaning of these two patterns put on by the young man, but there is a faint anger in my heart. Could it be that there is some meaning in this pattern?"

"Coincidentally, I also have the same feeling. This young man is simply... simply too cheap. Look, the beard of the Nascent Soul stage sixth-level strongman is trembling."

...

Whoosh!

A cloud of white clouds suddenly burst out from under Yang Zhen's feet, shooting towards the sky like a cannonball.

The old man's eyes twitched suddenly, he roared angrily, and lifted the real yuan cannon upwards.

Whoosh!

Yang Zhen's figure rushed to the lower left again!

Bang!

The whole True Essence Cannon was dragged down by the old man, holding the True Essence Cannon with a dazed expression, his face livid with anger.

"Hahaha, old bastard, you are so strong, give me a shot!"

Yang Zhen stopped and stood between 'S' and 'B', the terrifying True Yuan Cannon condensed into a ball of light.

"Not good, protect the young master!" The old man shouted angrily, and pushed his hands outward suddenly, a group of terrifying true energy fluctuations gathered in front of him, exuding a violent aura, like a barrier.

boom!

As soon as Yang Zhen blasted out, the entire Heijiu was shaken up and down, and debris and sawdust flew around.

The entire mid-air was in chaos, and a powerful air wave rolled and swept away. For a while, it was impossible to see what the Heijiu had become.

Everyone around took a deep breath and looked at the terrifying air wave in amazement. Although they couldn't see clearly, they also saw Yang Zhen rushing towards the Heijiu.

At the same time, Yang Zhen's surprised and excited voice came: "Hey, there is such a big piece of jade ganoderma here, wow, there is also Caiyunlu, oh, don't grab it, I discovered this piece of Leixiang wood first, as expected!" It’s the Heijiu, it actually hides so many good things, honestly, how many innocent fellow Taoists have you robbed?”

The young master and the sixth-layer Nascent Soul Stage old man managed to stabilize their bodies from the impact of the True Yuan Cannon. After hearing Yang Zhen's words, they looked at each other in blank dismay. He would throw something out, pick it up quickly, and then throw out a bottle of something, then put it away quickly.

What confused the two of them the most was that Yang Zhen actually blew a wave of true energy, blowing on a huge broken clay pot, and a seven-colored mist visible to the naked eye drifted away towards the surroundings.

"What... what is this bastard doing, is he stupid?" The little boy looked at the old man blankly.

The old man pondered for a moment, and suddenly his face changed: "No, everyone be careful, he is framing us!"

...

On the periphery of the Black Dove, there were many monks and flying boats, and there were even many Nascent Soul stage powerhouses. At this time, they all looked at the Black Dove, which had been destroyed by Yang Zhen's cannon.

After hearing Yang Zhen's voice, everyone's body shook together, and even the strong man's face changed, and he asked, "Did that young man just say Jade Ganoderma lucidum?"

"That's right, I heard it, it's definitely Jade Ganoderma lucidum, and there's also Caiyunlu, there are these rare natural treasures on the Black Dove?"

"Hmph, this young man is simply ridiculous. He thought he would create a mess, and then say so, would we be fooled? If there were really colorful clouds and dews, he would have hidden them in silence. How could he announce so loudly? This... this smell... this is Caiyunlu!"

boom!

Halfway through the middle-aged Nascent Soul stage five-layer powerhouse's words, his face changed wildly, a ball of terrifying light suddenly burst out from under his feet, and the long sword dragged out a long tail, rushing towards the Black Dove.

"Bi Ru Niangzhi, this person is really abominable, he actually confuses us and rushes up to snatch the treasures of heaven and earth."

"This, this, this... is as colorful as clouds, and has such a scent of orchids. It is indeed the same as the legendary colorful cloud dew."

...

When everyone's face changed drastically, Yang Zhen's words came again: "Brothers, rush, a lot of treasures have rushed out, whoever sees it, give it a go, change a bicycle into a motorcycle, this black dove has countless evil deeds on weekdays, I don’t know how many innocent fellow Taoists have been robbed, and maybe they will ruin women, they really deserve to be punished by heaven, I hold grass, brother, this water spirit root is really mine!"

boom!

All the monks around moved, whether they blindly followed the crowd, or fished in troubled waters with ulterior motives, even the smart man who knew that this was Yang Zhen killing someone with a knife, all looked at each other and smiled with their companions, and rushed into the crowd.

At this time, who cares about the truth, no one cares about beating the dog in the water.

"Shameless, shameless, Elder Mo, kill this group of people for me, and leave no one behind!"

The young master's face was blue and red, and he was furious. His eyes turned blood red. He twisted off the head of a Jindan stage monk who rushed up and threw it aside, then turned and walked towards the inner cabin of the Black Dove.

Among the crowd, Yang Zhen sneaked up to the Heijiu with a big plank, rushed into the Heijiu, and followed the young master from afar.

In the inner cabin of the Black Dove, the young master staggered into it, his whole body was boiling with blood, his throat roared, like a beast, his eyes were scarlet and ferocious, after a little hesitation, he rushed into a cabin door.

Yang Zhen's eyes lit up, he put the real yuan cannon in his hand on the ground, pressed a talent inscription on the cannon, and quietly walked into the hatch.

After entering the cabin door, Yang Zhen's expression changed suddenly, a violent and terrifying pressure came to his face, almost making him stagger, and when he looked up, his expression was startled.

The cabin door is filled with scarlet mist. Although the mist does not have any dangerous aura, it has a cold and oppressive feeling similar to the Nine Nether Yin Prison, which makes people shudder, and even the soul trembles.

The young master was sitting next to a pool of blood, looking at Yang Zhen playfully, clapping his hands with a calm expression on his face.

"Wonderful, wonderful, this move to borrow a knife to kill people, it's really cheap, I admire you very much!"

Yang Zhen curled his lips, and said: "It's not bad to invite you into the urn, even this Sao Sheng was fooled."

"Please come into the urn?" The little boy frowned, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to be a well-educated person. I like this word!"

"What are these?" Yang Zhen asked looking at the pool of blood behind the young master.

The blood in the blood pool seemed to be boiling, Gululu was bubbling with blood, and the scarlet mist was probably caused by the transpiration of the blood.

"These?" The young master glanced at Yang Zhen, and said with a smile: "These are the good things you said. In fact, if you didn't do too much, we could be friends. I like the 'please enter the urn' in your mouth." .”

Yang Zhen nodded and grinned: "It's time, I have another word that you might like too."

"Oh?" The young master was taken aback, and asked with great interest, "What word?"

"Good luck, eat chicken tonight!" After Yang Zhen finished speaking, the whole person suddenly fell to the ground.

The young master's expression changed, and he rushed towards Yang Zhen in a hurry.

boom!

A terrifying beam of true essence light shattered the cabin door, came head-on, and hit him directly in the face.