God's Summoner

Chapter 332 Yang Jian's prestige, physical sanctification?
Zhang Guifang was stunned!

Both sides in the battle were also stunned!

Everyone stopped their movements and turned to look at the young man who instantly killed Feng Lin and stopped Zhang Guifang from swinging the scale.

This man is a Taoist, with a youthful complexion, wearing a cloud crown with a fan, wearing a water suit, hemp silk around his waist, and straw sandals on his feet. He looks like a wild man in the mountains, a firewood hunter.

But it was such a young man, such a wild man in the mountains, who instantly killed Feng Lin, the descendant of Fenghou, before he could make a move, and put his foot on Zhang Guifang's Anbang Shaking Scale.

You know, once Zhang Guifang's Anbang shakes the scales, once it is swung, it is... its power is like thunder, and its movement is like a spirit. In an instant, thousands of gun shadows can be swung, which cannot be seen clearly by the naked eye.

Moreover, Zhang Guifang has been famous for a long time, she is a fellow practitioner of body and magic, and the combination of the two is stronger than those who heard about the grand master in the court, Elai, and Yuhua, and I am afraid that he will not be able to catch his Anbang Shaking Scale empty-handed. Not to mention that it was forced to stop so lightly.

But...however, this foot stepped on the front end of the scale lightly, and forced Zhang Guifang, who was in a rage, to stop in place.

After a very short shock, there was a loud noise, and it sounded from the junction of the foot and the scale.

"boom!"

Compared with such a gentle touch, this loud noise seemed very uncoordinated.

However, under the loud noise, it was not the foot that broke, but the straw sandal on the foot.

The feet are very strong, but the straw sandals are just mortal things, how can they not be broken under the huge force of both sides?

"Click!"

With a crisp sound, the straw sandals broke from the lace at the front thumb, and then followed the structure of the sandals backwards, breaking inch by inch.Anbang's huge power to shake the scales was transmitted by the force stopped by this foot, which shattered the straw sandals and half of the trouser legs.

But... Zhang Guifang's great strength can only shatter half of her trouser leg after all, and she can't go up an inch, not even an inch.

"Who are you?"

At this moment, Zhang Guifang calmed down after the brief shock and asked coldly.

Before the young man could speak, Jiang Ziya yelled: "A strong man must not be named! This guy is weird. He has the art of 'calling his name and falling from the horse'. Don't tell him."

The young man smiled slightly, but his eyes were calm and indifferent that didn't match his age.He stepped on the head of the long scale like this, with the light blue sky behind him, and the delicate sackcloth on his body, he looked very elegant and beautiful.

After a while, he ignored Jiang Ziya's reminder, and said in a flat voice: "I am the Jinxia Cave of Yuquan Mountain, a disciple of the real Yuding, surnamed Yang and Mingjian. I came here by the order of my master, and I will follow Jiang Ziya's uncle to listen to him."

my people?
Apprentice of Senior Brother Yuding Daoist?
Jiang Ziya was instantly ecstatic!
"Whoever you are, die for me!"

Zhang Guifang was furious. Although he knew that this young man named 'Yang Jian' was powerful, but the world was so big, who could stop him from 'calling his name'?And this Yang Jian called Jiang Ziya his uncle when he opened his mouth, obviously he was the third generation disciple of Chanjiao.How strong can three generations of disciples be?Isn't it just relying on the famous family, and learned a few skills?

During the speech, Zhang Guifang's voice rolled like thunder, and suddenly roared in all directions. When it reverberated, it made the surrounding air tumbling, as if it was about to be blasted.At the same time, his huge power of true essence shot straight into the sky, and came straight to Yang Jian at such a high speed.

"Boom!"

Zhang Guifang didn't use spells easily at first, but at this moment, under his rage, the spells and his body were activated at the same time, and the huge power of true essence surrounded him in all directions, condensed in mid-air, formed a huge palm, and slapped Yang Jian .

Although Yang Jian was young, he lived a lonely life and had seen too much bloodshed, so his murderous intentions were heavy, so his master took him back to the mountains and told him to chop firewood all day long to hide his murderous intentions.

At this moment, Master Tiangao was far away, and Yang Jian's murderous intentions were revealed. He didn't even have any dodge, and stepped on Anbang's gun that shook the scales, and took a step forward.

At this step, his body touched the approaching giant hand in an instant, and there was a loud "boom", and the giant hand collapsed immediately, but Yang Jian was unscathed, and had already walked in front of Zhang Guifang. He was about to pinch Zhang Guifang's neck, and it seemed that he wanted to mention Zhang Guifang, a famous general of the Shang Dynasty, like a kitten or puppy.

What the hell!

Zhang Guifang cursed inwardly, her complexion changed, and when she stepped back, she flicked her sleeves, and ten soul beasts rushed out, exuding a terrifying aura, and went straight to Yang Jian.

Yang Jian didn't hide or dodge, a golden light flashed on his body in sackcloth, and the ten spirit beasts collapsed immediately, without any qualification to stop them, they still raised their right hands, lightly trying to grab Zhang Guifang's neck.

Zhang Guifang was terrified, and in the midst of a life-and-death crisis, he suddenly yelled: "Yang Jian hasn't dismounted yet, when will he wait?"

Hearing this method, Jiang Ziya's chrysanthemum tightened immediately, but the human Yang Jian still stretched out his right hand lightly, grabbing Zhang Guifang's neck, as if even Jiang Ziya was terrified of "falling off the horse", which had no effect on him.

At this moment, Zhang Guifang is true... Confused!
At this time, Yang Jian seemed to him to replace the sky, and the aura he raised was like the might of the sky. No matter what, it seemed that nothing could stop Yang Jian's body.

This caused a terrifying thought to suddenly pop up in his mind, and he blurted out: "The body is sanctified, is it free from all dharma?"

Yang Jian ignored him and didn't say a word. Although there was only peace in his indifferent eyes, this peace was the embodiment of his murderous intentions reaching the extreme.

"Boom boom boom!"

As his right hand got closer and closer, Zhang Guifang's body immediately reverberated with loud noises, his armor was torn apart, his complexion changed continuously, and he took a few breaths of air. He didn't expect that this disciple of the third generation of Chanjiao would be so terrifying.

"He hasn't cast the spell yet, nor has he taken out the magic weapon, it's just a physical body!!"

"Damn it, to what extent is his body, magic weapons are useless, and supernatural powers cannot be shaken, what kind of body is this!"

At this moment, Zhang Guifang, who was calm in the face of the nine generals of Xiqi, was actually terrified. He was terrified to the extreme. Up to now, he had never been so afraid of a single monk.

During the change of mind, Zhang Guifang bit the tip of her tongue and spit out the essence and blood of her life to burn her vitality in exchange for a faster speed.

"call out!"

Suddenly, he retreated a hundred miles.

But...Yang Jian's fluttering right hand also advanced a hundred miles in a flash.

The posture between the two remained unchanged.

"boom!"

Finally, Yang Jian's right hand landed on Zhang Guifang's body, and the latter let go of his throat at the critical moment, and was grabbed by his left arm.

Immediately, a strong power passed through Yang Jian's right hand and reached him.

　ps: Come on, guess the hidden attributes of Brother God? ? ?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)