Granny Qin looked at Zhang Xiaopeng who turned around and pounced on Monk Zhixing on the battlefield, and said in a deep voice: "This Zhang Xiaopeng's understanding of Taoism is far beyond ordinary people. He has not yet stepped into the Taichu Realm before. Although his combat power can compete with the Taichu Realm, but
It is inevitable that he will be at a disadvantage in the collision of laws, so the nine ancestors can still suppress him, but now that he has entered the Taichu realm, and the realm has stabilized, he will no longer be at a disadvantage in the collision of laws, and because of his understanding of the laws
It is very deep and can easily see through some magical means and magic weapon abilities, so it will be difficult to suppress him next."
Yan Wuque asked in confusion: "Why can he easily see through magical means and magic weapon abilities?"
Granny Qin turned to look at him and said: "All magical means and magical abilities are actually special combinations and clever applications of the Tao Principles. Zhang Xiaozhu understands the Tao Principles very deeply, so he can naturally see through these special combinations and
Clever application.”
Yan Zhengyang frowned and said: "You mean that he has a profound understanding of all Tao principles, because only in this way can he, as you said, discern any magical means and magical abilities. But there are so many Tao laws, he
Can you master them all?"
Yan Wuque said: "That's right, he has just stepped into the Taichu realm from the saint realm, how can he be proficient in all the laws of the Taichu realm? Granny Qin, you are exaggerating what he said about him."
Granny Qin looked at the battlefield and said, "You'll know after you take a look."
She also hoped that she had admired Zhang Xiaozu.
Because if Zhang Xiaozhu doesn't die here today, he will have to settle accounts with her in the future.
Boom boom boom!
Both battlefields were very fierce.
The girl in the red dress swept across the world with a giant hammer, fighting against eight people in the Half-Step Heaven Realm without falling behind at all.
What horrified the eight half-step heaven-level warriors was that no matter whether it was magic weapons, secret techniques or various magical methods, they were ineffective against the girl in the red dress, which greatly reduced their combat power.
On the other side, Zhang Xiaopou became more and more courageous as he fought, launching a counterattack against the nine half-step Tianshangjing who besieged him.
Bang!
Gen Qi, the ancestor of the ancient demon clan, punched Zhang Xiaopeng and retreated five to six hundred feet away.
Zhang Xiaopeng only retreated fifty or sixty feet.
"How is that possible?"
Gen Qi was horrified, feeling the numbness in his right arm under the divine armor, and said in shock: "What's going on with this terrifying power of his? It... can actually shock me through the divine armor."
A sense of urgency suddenly hit his heart. Zhang Xiaopou's combat power increased so quickly that he felt in danger. He felt that if they didn't capture Zhang Xiaopou quickly, the situation would probably be beyond their control.
"Hey, your sword is good, but it's not that good. Look at my finger!"
Zhang Xiaozu poked Yu Zhao with his finger and actually used Yu Zhao's sword move, but the core strength was completely different. Yu Zhao controlled the sword move with his sword intention, while he controlled the sword move with pure strength, but it was a little less powerful.
It is not weaker than Yu Zhao's sword.
The tip of the sword collided with his fingers, and Yu Zhao's sword bent suddenly and made an unbearable squeaking sound. Yu Zhao was so frightened that he retreated hastily, feeling that if he took one step slower, the sword in his hand would break.
"Where did this terrifying power come from? It actually shattered my sword energy!"
Yu Zhao turned pale with shock.
"Monk, your stick skills are pretty good, but your strength and speed are a bit lacking. How about my stick skills?"
Zhang Xiaopu did not pursue Yu Zhao, but turned and pounced on Monk Zhixing, who was wielding a stick. Using his arm as a stick, he jumped up high and slashed at him.
when!
The arm stick hit and the long stick shook violently. Monk Zhixing's face changed drastically and he almost missed the stick with both hands.
"That's not how guns are used. There is no domineering attitude at all. Just take a shot from me!"
Zhang Xiaopou turned around and pounced on Yu Wentao. He clenched the five fingers of his right hand and turned it into the tip of the spear. His right arm turned into the body of the spear and thrust out violently.
The next moment, Yu Wentao was shot hundreds of feet away by Zhang Xiaopeng, his face was as gloomy as water.
"The madness and tyranny of the knife can't be seen at all on your knife. Do you know how to use the knife? Look at the knife!"
Zhang Xiaozu used his palm as a sword and looked at the ancestor of the Yuwen family who wielded the sword.
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"Using whips to set up formations is quite innovative, but your formation speed is too slow and your formation skills are too shallow."
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"My physical skills are not bad, just a little bit worse than mine."
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"Can the ten thousand-foot-long demonic image be able to block my punch?"
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Zhang Xiaozu found the joy of fighting at the beginning of his training, and unknowingly became immersed in the current battle. The more he fought, the more excited he became.
But Fang Youcheng and nine people were extremely unhappy.
Their special skills were all learned by Zhang Xiaopu. Zhang Xiaopu used their moves to counterattack them and gained the upper hand. He also added some joking words, but in fact Zhang Xiaopu didn't understand their moves at all.
The Secret Art has only one move - amazing brute force!
The nine people were dissatisfied, but they did not open their mouths to argue because they lost to Zhang Xiaozu using the same moves.
If you lose, anything you say is just sophistry.
Zhang Xiaozu's mood became more and more joyful, and his fighting spirit became higher and higher. However, the hearts of Fang Youcheng and the nine others became more and more urgent, and danger enveloped each of them.
"This guy is really scary!"
In the distance, Yan Zhengyang said in horror.
The battle in front of him confirmed Mrs. Qin's evaluation of Zhang Xiaozu. Fang Youcheng's nine people used all their magical powers, sacrificed all their magic weapons, and even used forbidden spells, but they were all cracked by Zhang Xiaozu.
In his opinion, Zhang Xiaopou is scarier than the girl in the red dress.
The girl in the red dress was immune to the magic weapon. It might be that she had some kind of special magic weapon in her body, but Zhang Xiaozu cracked it directly during the battle, revealing a power that overcame everything else.
"Mr. Qin, did you see his ability when you were in the lower realm?"
Yan Xingtian looked at Granny Tan and asked.
"Yes."
Granny Tan nodded.
Snap!
Yan Xingtian suddenly slapped Granny Tan and sent her flying away. Then he pointed at Granny Tan and cursed angrily: "Old thief, you have caused misery to our Yan family! If you had said this earlier, how could we have become enemies with Zhang Xiaopou? It's all your fault.
Why don’t you hide it and report it!”
Granny Qin covered her cheek and was stunned for a moment.
Zheng!
The next moment, he suddenly drew his sword.
puff!
Unexpectedly, the thin silver sword pierced Yan Xingtian's head.
"Old man, who gave you the courage to slap me? Go to hell!"
Granny Tan's face was ferocious, and her sword energy crushed Yan Xingtian's soul.
She is not Yan Suxin.
The Yan family were all stunned. By the time they came to their senses, Mrs. Qin had already drawn her sword and fled thousands of feet away.
"Old thief, you are looking for death!"
Yan Zhengyang was furious and chased Granny Tan with murderous intent.
"What a bastard!"
Granny Qin yelled as she ran away, "Obviously it was you who wanted to make money. You ignored Miss Su Xin's pleas on her knees and insisted on becoming an enemy of Zhang Xiaopou. Now you are blaming me? How fucking shameless! Yan Zhengyang
, I’m warning you, don’t chase me anymore, otherwise don’t blame me for killing you with one strike of my sword!”
"Old thief, if you can, stop!"
Yan Zhengyang hotly pursued him.
Mrs. Qin didn't dare to stop. She was able to kill Yan Xingtian mainly because of her surprise. If she really wanted to start a fight, she would definitely not be Yan Xingtian's opponent.
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"His power is so terrifying, he can already shock my soul through the divine armor!"
Gen Qi sent a message to the other eight people.
"what to do?"
There was an urgency in Yu Zhao's voice.
Fang Youcheng said in a deep voice: "His fighting power is no longer something we can suppress. There is only one way at the moment, which is to combine the strength of the nine of us to suppress and refine him. You do as I say."