Invincible perspective

Chapter 864 Kill!

Facing the joint attack of several opponents, Zhang Yang showed no expression on his face, and continued to fall towards them.

At this time, Zhang Yang, like a meteor, fell towards the position of the few people at an extremely fast speed, and winds of wind kept passing by his ears, but he was directly ignored by Zhang Yang.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, Zhang Yang's body landed directly on top of the attacks of several people, and there was a huge roar in the field.

Seeing the dust and smoke in the field, even Gu Sha and others not far away couldn't help but stop their movements at this moment, frowning and looking towards Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang's strength is only at the peak of the divine realm, and Gu Sha is also a little worried about dealing with several holy realm experts with his own strength.

If Zhang Yang hadn't gone through Niu Kai's battle before and his soul hadn't been damaged, perhaps Gu Sha wouldn't have had any worries, but now, Gu Sha had to worry about Zhang Yang.

Although Zhang Yang had nothing to do with him after his death, Gu Sha didn't want Zhang Yang to die so soon in his heart.

After the dust and smoke in the field gradually dissipated, Gu Sha watched Zhang Yang standing alone on the ground, holding the Jinghong Sword in one hand, his face was full of calm.

Looking in the direction of Zhang Yang, I saw that the bodies of those people before had turned into mummies, as if their blood had been sucked dry.

But the Jinghong Sword in Zhang Yang's palm was shining with a strange rainbow light. Looking at this scene, Gu Cha's eyes narrowed slightly, and the rest of the people couldn't help but gasp.

They didn't even see how Zhang Yang killed these people just now, but Zhang Yang beheaded all of them in the blink of an eye. Such a terrifying power really shocked everyone.

Zhang Yang glanced at the few mummies in the field, and then slowly turned his gaze to the crowd. There was a bit of bloodthirsty in those eyes.

Wherever Zhang Yang's eyes passed, anyone who looked at Zhang Yang couldn't help but shudder. Looking at Zhang Yang's eyes gave them the feeling of seeing a bloodthirsty demon.

Moreover, relying on Zhang Yang's own strength, he could kill several masters in the holy realm, let alone Zhang Yang staring at them alone, I am afraid that no one will be Zhang Yang's opponent.

"It's so strong." At this time, even Xue Qian couldn't help muttering in a low voice when she saw Zhang Yang's appearance.

Zhang Yang's power was somewhat unexpected by Xue Qian and others, so at this moment, Xue Qian couldn't help but look towards the ancient temple.

Gu Sha seemed to have expected that Xue Qian would look towards him, and shook his head directly at Xue Qian.

Seeing Gu Sha's actions, Xue Qianliu frowned slightly, but she still didn't say anything.

"It seems that this guy is really scary. It's just that this guy, Gu Cha, suddenly went to find Zhang Yang. Could it be that this guy wants to use Zhang Yang's strength to help him improve his family's status?" Not far away Ji Feng, watching this scene, narrowed his eyes slightly, but couldn't help but think to himself.

However, at this moment, Ji Feng's expression did not have the silly look before, but instead shone a little bit of light. Obviously, Ji Feng was not as innocent as he appeared on the surface.

Zhang Yang didn't pay attention to what other people thought of him. After beheading those holy masters, Zhang Yang could clearly feel the terrifying power faintly coming from the Jinghong Sword.

As long as Jinghongjian continues to absorb the blood of others, then Jinghongjian will become more powerful. As for what it will become in the future, Zhang Yang does not know, but now, Zhang Yang knows that there is nothing he can do about the devouring spirit. Use it in front of others, so Zhang Yang doesn't mind using Jinghong Sword.

Although the Jinghong Sword is still far behind compared to the Devouring Spirit, the Jinghong Sword is a weapon that can grow. If it grows up in the future, it may not be worse than the Devouring Spirit.

"It's you!" Zhang Yang moved his eyes, and his eyes fell directly on a middle-aged man not far away. The strength of this middle-aged man is in the late stage of the Holy Realm, and he is on the verge of fighting alone. If it is, it is quite suitable for publicity.

If Jinghong Sword can be made stronger, then Zhang Yang doesn't mind killing more people here. After all, apart from here, it will not be so easy for Zhang Yang to kill some strong people in the holy realm next time. .

Anyway, Zhang Yang is not popular in Los Angeles now. If this is the case, Zhang Yang will not consider these consequences at all. It is right to kill a few more people at this time.

Immediately, Zhang Yang slowly walked towards the middle-aged man step by step. This middle-aged man was originally dealing with a guy in the mid-sage realm, just to avoid getting involved in the chaos, so he almost always Preserving his strength, pretending that the two are evenly matched, only in this way, then his team will not blame him for anything.

At this time, when the middle-aged man slashed open the young man in front of him fiercely, the middle-aged man and the other party both took a few steps back, their faces flushed.

But before he could react, all of a sudden, the middle-aged man saw a flash of cold light in front of the young man on the opposite side. The next moment, Zhang Yang's figure was standing directly in front of the young man, with the Jinghong Sword in his hand. Without fancy power, it directly cut towards the neck of the young man.

The young man looked at Zhang Yang's movements, and there was a bit of shock in his eyes, but before he could make a move, suddenly, the young man felt that his body was imprisoned, and then he stared blankly. Watching Zhang Yang's Jinghong sword fall on his neck.

"Swipe!" A slight voice sounded, Zhang Yang held the Jinghong Sword in his hand, and cut off the opponent's neck with a sword, and the next moment, the middle-aged man was horrified to see that the Jinghong Sword in Zhang Yang's hand started to move crazily Drain the blood from the opponent's whole body little by little.

In the blink of an eye, the young man's body turned into a mummy. Looking at this scene, the middle-aged man couldn't help swallowing, with a look of horror on his face.

"Many...thanks..." The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment before saying to Zhang Yang.

After the middle-aged man's words fell, Zhang Yang turned around slowly. When the pair of scarlet eyes fell on the middle-aged man, the middle-aged man's body could not help but shudder.

"You don't need to thank me, because I didn't intend to help you at all, and I want you to help me." Zhang Yang said calmly to the middle-aged man.

Just after listening to Zhang Yang's words, the middle-aged man hadn't reacted yet, but then, the middle-aged man seemed to have thought of something, and couldn't help but a bit of anger and panic rose in his face, staring at Zhang Yang. Loudly said: "You want to use our blood to improve your weapons!"

"That's right, so are you ready to die now?" Zhang Yang looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and said calmly.

"You..." The middle-aged man hadn't finished speaking, the next moment, Zhang Yang came to the middle-aged man, and the Jinghong sword in his hand directly slashed at the middle-aged man.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man was shocked, and quickly waved the weapon in his hand to block Zhang Yang's sword.

When the two weapons collided with each other, streaks of sparks were directly drawn in the air, but Zhang Yang had a bit of irony flashing on his calm face for this scene.

With a slight loosening of his hands, the Jinghong Sword was released instantly, and where the sword tip was pointing, there was a dawson-cold aura.

Seeing that Jinghong Sword escaped Zhang Yang's control and attacked him, the middle-aged man's complexion instantly turned pale.

In this way, he not only has to face Zhang Yang's Jinghong Sword, but also needs to consider Zhang Yang's own attack. After all, Zhang Yang used his own strength to easily kill Niu Kai, let alone him. Such a small role too.

A strong man in the late stage of the Holy Realm is so afraid of a person in the late stage of the Divine Realm. I am afraid that no one will believe this matter if it is told.

However, all of this has indeed happened, and no one in the field will treat Zhang Yang as a real peak powerhouse.

"This guy's strength is obviously only at the peak of the nerves, but he can kill the masters of the holy realm in seconds. I am afraid that after his strength enters the holy realm, it will be even more terrifying at that time." Feng Han outside the square, looking Looking at Zhang Yang's situation, she didn't show any worry, but murmured with some emotion.

"Mr. Zhang, the bloody long sword in his hand..." The elf girl standing beside Feng Han, seeing Zhang Yang's appearance at this time, couldn't help but said with some worry.

After all, she is a member of the elf family, so she has an extraordinary feeling about these things, and her intuition tells her that she doesn't like the Jinghong sword in Zhang Yang's hand, and it can even be said to be a little scary.

"You don't have to worry about him. I think he should be very clear about this. Since he did this, it means that this guy has a solid heart!" Feng Han said to the girl indifferently.

In the arena, Jing Hongjian followed Zhang Yang's mind and came directly to the opponent's chest. Just when the middle-aged man was about to make a move, Zhang Yang secretly activated the power of the law of space.

At this moment, the middle-aged man's body only hesitated for a moment, and the Jinghong Sword directly pierced into his body, feeling the bursts of sharp pain from his chest, the middle-aged man lowered his head and looked at it. One glance, and then his eyes were full of horror, staring at Zhang Yang.

"Zhang Yang... Even if you destroy my body, if I am reborn one day in the future, I will never let you go!" The middle-aged man stared at Zhang Yang and whispered with endless hatred growled.

(End of this chapter)