Ancient Immortal Doctor Lin Caihan

Chapter 1192 Fighting Yingxun

"If you leave now, I can pretend that nothing happened." Lin Caihan said in a deep voice.

To be honest, Lin Caihan didn't want to waste that hole card.

And as long as the third princess breaks through, why worry about it?

"Do you think this king-level formation can stop me?" Yingxun sneered.

"Maybe you forgot that Yanhuangzong still has hole cards." Lin Caihan saw a purple talisman sword appear in the palm of the other party's words.

Ying Xun glanced at the talisman sword, then said nonchalantly, "I still don't believe it, you Yanhuangzong still has the trump card of the Eight Heavens."

The eighth heaven's hole card, the Yinghuo clan, doesn't even have it, okay?

Yan Huangzong only had one, so how could there be a second one?

Speaking of this, it said with a somewhat arrogant expression, "Come on, let me see it."

Lin Caihan glanced at the talisman sword in his hand and sighed softly.

It looks like I need to use it today.

And just when Lin Caihan was about to push her, a pair of powerful big hands held her down.

"Leave it to me." Zhao Yang said softly.

Lin Caihan's delicate body trembled, looking at the man beside her, her eyes were full of excitement, "You...?"

brush!

Zhao Yang appeared in front of Yingxun with a twinkle.

Yingxun looked at Zhao Yangdao uncertainly, "I didn't expect you to escape from Mingjun's hands."

"Then do you know how I escaped from Mingjun's hands?" Zhao Yang said with a slight smile.

"Is it important?" Yingxun said nonchalantly, "Anyway, this time you will die in my hands."

"I'm afraid you don't have this chance." Zhao Yang said here that his fist was filled with hot flames, his whole body was instantly ignited, and he turned into a scorching sun.

There was a hint of shock in Yingxun's eyes, "It seems that you do have the appearance of an emperor, but unfortunately I am already an emperor, so no matter how tyrannical you are, you can't be my opponent."

When the voice fell, Yingxun's figure disappeared in an instant, and when it reappeared, it was already in front of Zhao Yang.

fast!

Yingxun's speed was extremely fast.

Zhao Yang's divine sense could only catch an afterimage faintly.

But enough.

The Nine Suns Fist turned into a hurricane and collided fiercely with Yingxun's figure.

Teng Teng Teng Zhao Yang retreated hundreds of meters before coming to a barely stop. The violent collision just now made Zhao Yang's internal organs a little turbulent.

However, Jiuyang Xuangong has a powerful self-healing ability, and Zhao Yang recovered from his injuries in an instant.

"I didn't expect the gap between us to be so big?" Zhao Yang murmured.

Qin Palace!

There have always been spies from the Qin Palace near Yanhuangzong.

As soon as Yingxun appeared in Yanhuangzong, Qin Gong's spies sent a message to Qin Gong.

When Qin Lu got the news, her expression changed drastically.

"Why didn't Yan Huangzong tell us about this?" Qin Lu said with some anxiety.

"Could it be that Yanhuangzong wants to resist? Or is it that Yanhuangzong is going to use his trump card?" Qin Gong's Great Elder said in a deep voice.

"Let's gather a group of seniors to go." Qin Lu said immediately.

Soon Qin Palace gathered three hundred emperor-level powerhouses and arrived at Yanhuangzong through the teleportation array of the two sects.

And when they soared into the sky, they saw a shocking scene.

What did they see?

Yingxun of the eighth heaven was trapped by four figures, who were bombarding frantically at this time.

The space is boiling.

The power of the Nine Suns is mighty and mighty, sweeping away everything.

"The existence of the four seventh heavens." Seeing this scene, Qin Lu's complexion suddenly changed.

It wasn't just Qin Lu who changed color at this moment, everyone in Qin Gong was shocked.

What did they see?

On Yanhuangzong's side, there are actually four seventh heavens.

"Zhao Yang is not dead." Huang Wuji was also on the list, and he was shocked in his heart.

He shocked Zhao Yang not to die, and even more shocked Zhao Yang to reach the state of king.

At this moment, Ying Xun felt aggrieved.

It stands to reason that the four seventh heavens can contend against the eighth heavens, but they don't want to stop the eighth heavens if they want to leave.

But what's the situation at this time?

Not only was he stopped by the four gods of the seventh heaven, but he might even damage this place.

"Array." Yingxun finally saw it, "You four used the array to forcibly lock me here."

"Are you only realizing this now?" Zhao Yang shouted loudly, "Three juniors, work harder and try to kill Yingxun." After the words fell, Sanqing blasted out the Nine Suns Fist one after another .

Nine Suns Divine Fist is invincible.

Of course, due to Yingxun's tyrannical strength, one punch cannot seriously injure Yingxun, even minor injuries.

But you can't hold back a punch.

Zhao Yang and Sanqing blasted out the Nine Suns Fist almost continuously.

Such a dense Nine Suns Fist, even if Yingxun is the existence of Yachongtian, she can't resist it.

"Patriarch of the Tianniu tribe, are you still not showing your face?" After Zhao Yang threw another punch, Yingxun couldn't hold on anymore and sprayed a mouthful of blood, Yingxun roared in the direction of the Tianniu tribe.

The patriarch of the Tianniu clan has long noticed this scene.

But at this time, it is also afraid in its heart.

But it has to stand up.

Zhao Yang frowned when it landed on the top of Yanhuangzong and said, "Are you sure you want to watch the show?"

No one responded.

Zhao Yang's face suddenly sank.

Such a terrifying battle, Zhao Yang, is believed to have spread throughout the entire Huiwang Planet, but no one has shown up, no matter whether it is the patriarch of the King Kong clan or the clan chief of the Yulong clan.

You must know that if Zhao Yang can get rid of Ying Xun, it will only be good for all clans.

But Zhao Yang had no choice but to use a Sanqing to intercept the arrival of the patriarch of the Tianniu Clan. In this case, Yingxun would not be able to be killed.

Zhao Yang knew that the patriarchs of the various races didn't want to see the human race become stronger. What they thought was that both the human race and the Yinghuo race would suffer.

"Sure enough, it's A Dou who can't help him." Zhao Yang stopped his hands at this point.

Yingxun was stunned, "Are you...?"

"Let's go." Zhao Yang said lightly, "Yanhuangzong has no intention of making enemies with your Yinghuo clan."

Yingxun's mouth twitched.

Unintentional?

motherfucker.

You wanted to kill me just now, okay?

Now the patriarchs of the major ethnic groups hiding in the dark were in a hurry, and they all appeared at the same time.

"Sect Master Zhao, the Yinghuo clan is our common clan, and the patriarch of the Tianniu clan has been handed over to us." The patriarch of the Shanjia clan said hurriedly.

"Yes, Sect Master Zhao, let's work together to keep the deputy head of the Yinghuo Clan." The head of the Yulong Clan said via voice transmission.

"Yingxun consumed a lot today. If everyone works harder, there is absolutely no chance of Yingxun surviving." The patriarch of the barbarian elephant clan said sternly.

Looking at the sincere expressions of these guys, a sneer appeared on the corner of Zhao Yang's mouth, "Please go ahead, everyone."

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