Ancient Immortal Doctor Lin Caihan

Zhao Yang knew that Cangzu was preparing a hole card.

It doesn't matter.

Zhao Yang wants to defeat the opponent where he is strongest.

"Master Zhao, let me ask you one last time, is it really not flexible?" the Cang Clan patriarch asked in a deep voice.

To be honest, he didn't want to conflict with Zhao Yang.

"Let's fight." Zhao Yang said lightly, holding a sword in his hand.

After seeing this scene, the patriarch of the Cang clan realized that there was no possibility of reconciliation.

"Please ask the ancestors to take action." Following his words, a white-haired old man rushed towards Zhao Yang, "You shouldn't be so aggressive."

"So what if you are aggressive?" Zhao Yang sneered.

After he activated the killing word Profound Truth, Zhao Yang's combat power climbed to the ninth level of the Upper God Realm.

However, after fighting against the ancestors of the Cang clan, Zhao Yang found that this increase in combat power was still not as good as the improvement in cultivation brought about by the decree of fortune.

He even fought to a tie with the ancestors of the Cang clan.

What he used was the high-level Flowing Water Sword Art of Death God Realm.

"No, we have to fight quickly." After realizing this, Zhao Yang used the magic spell of plus sign.

plus one!

Plus two!

plus three!

With the plus sign magic flashing in Zhao Yang's sea of ​​consciousness, Zhao Yang's combat power continued to increase.

But this increase is only at the peak level of the God Realm, not the breakthrough to the Death God Realm.

Zhao Yang, who had strengthened his combat power, wounded the ancestor of the Cang clan with one move, and killed the ancestor of the Cang clan with two moves.

His ancestor was seriously injured, and just when Zhao Yang used the third move to kill the opponent, a shocking force of death struck Zhao Yang.

Zhao Yang took out the fierce sword while retreating immediately.

The ancestors of the Cang clan were startled by the monstrous and fierce aura permeating the fierce sword.

"Little friend, I have something to say." The ancestor of the Cang clan realized that even if he was holding a death scythe, he was no match for Zhao Yang.

It's just how Zhao Yang would talk to him redundantly.

Add four!

When the plus sign flashed again, Zhao Yang's fighting power soared again.

Holding a fierce sword in his hand, he slashed out an earth-shattering sword.

This sword is extremely bright;

This sword is extremely overbearing;

This sword is extremely terrifying.

Even though the ancestor of the Cang clan was holding a death scythe, his body was still pierced by the evil spirit.

It fell down weakly, Zhao Yang moved towards the death scythe, and the death scythe fell into his hand.

"Master Zhao, the death scythe belongs to our Cang clan." The patriarch of the Cang clan said in a deep voice at this time.

"The death scythe is mine now." Zhao Yang said and put the death scythe into the small world.

"You...the death scythe is my Cang Clan's trump card. If you don't give it to me, you will live forever with my Cang Clan." The patriarch of the Cang Clan said that one figure after another surrounded Zhao Yang.

"Undead? I didn't plan to let you go?" Zhao Yang swung his fierce sword again as he spoke.

A sword!

Two swords!

Three swords!

Zhao Yang swung three swords, and the three swords changed the color of the world.

The eight elders of the Cang clan were all killed, and even the patriarch of the Cang clan was seriously injured.

"Hand over the death scythe, or the entire Cang Clan will die with you forever." What Zhao Yang didn't expect was that the patriarch of the Cang Clan would not forget the death scythe at this time?

"Hehe." Zhao Yang put away the fierce sword, "I really want to know who gave you the courage to say such things to me at this time?"

Having said that, Zhao Yang waved his fist and punched all around.

In the sixth turn, mountains and rivers collapsed.

Click!

The universe was shattered, and the terrifying power of the sky covered all the monks of the Cang Clan in the audience.

Those monks were squeezed and deformed, and finally turned into powder on the spot.

The monks in the mountain guard formation were pale when they saw this scene.

The strength Zhao Yang displayed at this time was simply too terrifying.

"Hand over the rice dumpling." Zhao Yang said loudly.

The patriarch of the Cang clan in the formation looked at Zhao Yang with a chill in his eyes.

Today Zhao Yang almost killed all the top powerhouses of the Cang Clan.

He hates it.

He wished he could tear Zhao Yang's body to pieces.

Zhao Yang saw that the Cang people didn't show anything, so he simply returned to the cloud boat in a flash.

On the cloud boat, Bai Lan asked with concern, "Aren't you hurt?"

"No." Zhao Yang took out a pill and took it.

"The guy inside

Not much energy left. "

"Take advantage of his illness and kill him."

"Wait until this guy recovers and will shoot at us."

After the patriarch of the Cang clan realized this, he quickly sent hundreds of masters to rush towards Zhao Yang.

It's just that they underestimated Zhao Yang.

Zhao Yang did consume a lot, but he was not without strength for a fight.

Hundreds of masters retreated in embarrassment after hundreds of people were killed or injured.

"Patriarch, you have to find a way."

"Patriarch, this guy is too fierce."

"Patriarch, this guy is clearly trying to catch us all by blocking the door."

After pondering for a while, the patriarch of the Cang clan said, "The only solution for now is to ask for help. Ask for help from the Ruan and Xian clans, and at the same time promise great benefits to the major forces."

Soon the Cang tribe sent a large number of monks to leave from the other intersections of the mountain gate.

It's not that Zhao Yang doesn't know this.

But he didn't care at all.

He didn't come here to destroy the Cang Clan in the first place, he just forced the Cang Clan to hand over the Cang Zong.

After Zhao Yang recovered to his peak state, Zhao Yang took out a formation scroll, and then the formation power in the formation scroll was detained by Zhao Yang, covering the cloud boat.

"This formation scroll is at the peak of the God Realm, so you don't have to worry about your safety." Zhao Yang walked into the Cang Clan's mountain protection formation with a sword in his hand.

Facing him were tens of thousands of elite soldiers, wearing armor and holding swords, looking at Zhao Yang anxiously.

.

"Cang Clan, hand over Cang Zong, or I will kill you."

"Zhao Yang, how can our Cang clan retreat at this time?" The patriarch of the Cang clan stood behind and said palely.

"Since this is the case, don't blame me." Zhao Yang said that he used the decree of good fortune.

In an instant, Zhao Yang's cultivation soared.

The first level of the God Realm.

Go to the second level of God Realm.

Go to the third heaven of God Realm.

Seeing that Zhao Yang's cultivation was soaring, a high-level master pointed at Zhao Yang, "Everyone, act quickly, we must not let him continue to break through."

Thousands of soldiers standing in the first row shot immediately.

It's just that when their attacks fell on Zhao Yang's body, they were knocked back.

It was Zhao Yang who used absolute defense.

The state of absolute defense, where they can break.

At this time, Zhao Yang's cultivation was still soaring.

The seventh heaven of God Realm.

Up to the eighth heaven of God Realm.

Go to the Ninth Heaven of God Realm.

When Zhao Yang's cultivation reached this level, he felt three points stronger than himself.

kill!

Zhao Yang turned into a streamer and rushed into the battle formation composed of tens of thousands of soldiers.

The Flowing Water Sword Art turned into a monstrous flood, involving tens of thousands of soldiers.

Some of those soldiers screamed loudly, some were ups and downs in the water, and some were swallowed directly.

And when the river of sword intent dissipated, less than three thousand of the tens of thousands of monks were still alive.

(End of this chapter)