Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 1173 Vent Your Rage Jiumo Clan

Zhang Yan didn't want to resist, but let him vent his anger.

In his mind, the Jiumo clan has indeed endured a huge curse.

These curses were not something they should bear in the first place.

Let him vent, just to release his anger.

Just in case, if there was any chance, he still wanted to try to see if it could pull him back from the abyss of despair.

"Park Yuanchun, is this all your anger?"

Zhang Yan is still provoking, this anger is definitely not Pu Yuanchun's strength.

Only after he has vented his anger can he be able to resolve it.

Pu Yuanchun frowned, "Looking for death! Let's see how I do this!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Pu Yuanchun activated the body of the mountain and directly uprooted another mountain like a tree!
  boom!
  An entire mountain, like overwhelming the sky and the earth, was bombarding Zhang Yan!

In an instant, the entire sky was enveloped by the shadow of the mountain!

Zhang Yan remained calm, but the disciples of Maple Leaf Villa in the distance were all shaken when they saw this scene.

"To overturn mountains and seas, burn the sky and destroy the earth, this power is simply too powerful to be imagined!"

"I wonder if Zhang Tianzun can turn the tide!"

"Pu Yuanchun's ferocious aura is already so terrifying, and the pressure on Zhang Tianzun is probably not small."

While everyone was talking, the owner of the village said, "You have never seen Zhang Tianzun at full strength. This kind of attack will not put much pressure on him."

As soon as he finished speaking, an entire mountain was split in half by Zhang Yan's sword energy!
  Not only that, the sword energy shot straight into the sky!
  It actually tore part of the wind of death apart! Seeing this, everyone immediately clapped their hands and applauded, inexplicably excited.

"Zhang Tianzun's sword has the power to cut the sky and split the earth!"

"This strength is probably unmatched by anyone in the Wuchen Realm, right?"

"This sword energy, even if we spend our whole lives studying it, we can't compare to it!" A sword cultivator carrying a long sword sighed.

However, just when everyone thought Zhang Yan had secured the victory, they saw that the wind of death was expanding again!

The collapsed mountain continued to collapse on both sides, and it really felt like it was destroying the world.

"You can drive mountains, but how can you do anything to my undead wind? Look, these undead souls, they all want to be reincarnated, but I cut off their way of life! Turn them into killing machines, Isn’t it wonderful?”

Pu Yuanchun waved his giant hand, and another endless rain of black stone fire roared out!

Zhang Yan held the black jade fierce sword in his hand. With a wave of his hand, a violent thunder suddenly appeared in his palm!

"Pu Yuanchun, it's time to turn around. Do you really think I can't kill you?"

Zhang Yan snorted coldly.

"It's easy to kill me, but can you cut off the wind of the dead? Can you cut off the hostility in the world? As long as these undead still have hostility, the wind of the dead will not stop!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Yan's hand suddenly waved towards the sky!
  boom!
  Thousands of wild thunders rushed upward, and the wind of death seemed to turn into a pool of thunder in an instant!
  "Hahahaha! The thunder power of the thunder body just wants to split the wind of death. Are you too confident? Boy, this is the most violent existence in the ghost art!"

However, at this moment, Zhang Yan's thunder method was actually attached with flames and began to burn the wind of death.

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