"Since there is no referee, then just start!"

Seeing that no senior sect came out in the sky around him, Zhao Yang started straight away.

"clang!"

The prison-stained bell threw it and landed on the top of his head, and a layer of yellow treasure light hanged from the bell to protect his whole body. The lawless opposite also took out a tower-shaped magic weapon and hung it above his head, emitting a trace of white treasure light, hanging down like a waterfall.

Without any nonsense, when both sides protect themselves and slapped them out of one hand, two white grabbing hands appeared out of thin air, and quickly grew to a size of several acres and hit each other together.

"Bang!"

The two big grasping hands covered the sky and the sun. When they fought each other, a huge explosion of air sounded. A huge wave of force flew out from the attack, covering most of the Shenji Peak.

As soon as the two sides fought, there was a clear distinction between strength and weakness. With the blessing of Zhao Yang's 43-level Jade Immortal Trick, he used a little force to slowly suppress the capture hand that Wu Wu had issued.

Although Wude Wu's master is under the command of Guangchengzi, his luck is good, and his strength is among the top among the immortals and demons, he is too ambitious and wants to practice both Qi Refining and Sword Art. Although a single subject is very good, how can he compare to Zhao Yang who specializes in Qi Refining and Cultivating Qi Refining.

With his just perfect Guangcheng Immortal Art, how could he be able to compare with Zhao Yang's forty-three-layer Jade Qing Immortal Art? It is reasonable to be suppressed.

It was not surprising that Wu Wuyuan was suppressed by the Qi Refining Technique. Long ago, he knew that Zhao Yang's Qi Refining Technique was very high, so this time Xiaobi was prepared.

He took a wheel-shaped magic weapon with red flames burning and threw it away. With the magic formula, the Falun rose several times out of thin air and turned into a wheel-shaped flame Falun. Then he pointed to the flames, and then the flames of the Falun rose up. Then countless large flame balls emerged from the Falun and smashed it to Zhao Yang. It was extremely powerful and suffocating.

Zhao Yang had known this fire Falun magic weapon for a long time. It was a seventh-level magic weapon called Yanyang Falun. It appeared as a reward for the last time in the small competition. At that time, he liked this magic weapon very much. Unfortunately, because the Immortal-killing Flying Knife (imitation), the magic weapon that poses more threats to him, he had to give it up and finally let Lawless take it away.

I had known about the attributes of this magic weapon, but I just didn't meet him at first. When I saw him this time, the power did not disappoint Zhao Yang. But the only drawback is that the owner of this magic weapon is his mortal enemy.

Passively being beaten is not his style. Zhao Yang took off the prison bell, clenched his fist with his right hand and a loud "Clang!" sounded loudly and accompanied by a yellow ripples spreading, colliding with the flying large balls of flames, making a "bang bang" collision sound.

The flame ball was blown away by the impact, and countless flames scattered everywhere, easily blocked by the prison guard bell, without any threat.

"Boom boom boom..."

Just as Zhao Yang blocked this wave of attack, he felt the air heat up. When he looked up, he saw a huge flame wheel that was nearly meter tall slashing towards him at an extremely fast speed. The hot flames were unscrupulous, and even the air was slightly distorted, which shows how powerful it was.

"clang!"

Zhao Yang sacrificed the prison-suppressing bell, and 30,000 magic power was input to maximize the power of this seventh-level magic weapon. The (break) technique in the eight methods of prison-suppressing beads suddenly shook, and an extra thick yellow pattern spread outward, hitting the flying flame wheel that was crushing, making a crisp sound of gold and iron "clang".

The yellow patterns emitted by the prison-stopping bell shook and broke into countless pieces and dissipated in the void, while the flames wheel was directly smashed and flew backwards.

Although the Flame Falun looked fierce at the beginning, it was just a skill of this magic weapon. How could it be compared to Zhao Yang's full-strength attack? Besides, with the level of the magic weapon, the Yanyang Falun could not compare to the prison-strength bell, and it was reasonable to be knocked away.

With lawless magic power, including the addition of Taoist Dharma and equipment and clothing, which is not enough for 30,000, how can you compete with Zhao Yang? Being attacked by this blow, Yan Yang Falun directly attacked the Yan Yang Falun, especially smashed the spiritual poor of his magic weapon.

Although this magic weapon was not directly destroyed, when the magic weapon's spirituality was damaged, Wuye could not use it to defend against the enemy for the time being, which also cut off one of his arms.

When the defensive magic weapon among immortals and demons is attacked by huge attacks exceeding the maximum defense strength of the magic weapon, it will directly break the defense and even cannot be used for a period of time; while when the attacking magic weapon is subject to powerful attacks, it may be scattered or crushed its spirituality, and it needs to be repaired and refined before it can be used again. In the game, it will take a while before it can be used again.

Of course, these magic weapons can only be level seven or above. In this case, the magic weapons below level seven or below are basically the result of direct magic weapons being broken and recasting.

"Bang!"

At this time, the two big hands who had been wrestling over the heads of both sides finally decided on the winner. Zhao Yang finally had a better skill, pinching the opponent's grasping hand and directly pinching it into pieces. All of this, including the previous few battles, happened in a short period of time.

After defeating the lawless capture hand, Zhao Yang thought about it, and his big hand moved as he wanted, pressing the opponent violently, stirring an invisible wind.

"Dong!"

His big hand slapped the pagoda hanging above Wu Tian's head, and made a crisp sound.

"Well, is it another seventh-level magic weapon?"

Seeing that he was slapped by himself, the pagoda still stood up after only swaying for a moment. Zhao Yang knew that the pagoda-shaped magic weapon above Wu Tian's head was a magic weapon of level seven or above. He knew very well that the power of his palm was. If it was a magic weapon below level seven or below, it would be impossible to block it so simply. Only a magic weapon above level seven or above can easily block it.

"Hehe, I see you can block it."

With a thought, Zhao Yang controlled the innate Qi to capture the hand, and slapped at Wuyuan Wu. Countless waves and winds were pressing against the palms. Even some players closest to Shenji Peak felt the breeze stroking their faces.

"I admit that I am definitely not your opponent by normal means alone. Unfortunately, this time, you will definitely lose."

At this time, under the light of the seventh-level pagoda magic baby, Wu Wulan, who had been safe and sound, suddenly spoke up and said something that made Zhao Yang and the Kunlun players around him confused. Before Zhao Yang could come back to his senses, he suddenly pinched his fingers and flew over his fingers, a thick white light flew out of his mouth, turning into countless tiny white lights in the air. When they fell, they turned into hundreds of bird-headed and human-body monsters.

"Shi!"

The monsters yelled in unison, and each of them spit out a green light and hit the big hand above their heads. They actually broke it out in one fell swoop, turning it into countless white fragments and dissipated in the void.

"Summoning monsters? Or...huh, Taoist soldiers?"

Seeing these bird-headed and human-body monsters defeating their own big hands, Zhao Yang was not surprised, and thought that some powerful monsters he summoned. But when he saw Wu Wuyan pinch the magic trick again, turning all the suspected monsters into countless green lights and put them all in him, he was as surprised as all the players in the audience.

Because of this method, only one situation among the immortals and demons will happen, that is, the scene when the Taoist soldiers are in battle.

"Well! No wonder Wuye was so confident before, saying that I would definitely lose. It's because of this."

Touching his chin, Zhao Yang suddenly realized.

"Maha Wuliang, with your knowledge, you should know what I am and how powerful it is, right? I didn't expect that I would get the Taoist soldiers! Today, no matter how superb your methods are, you will be doomed again."
Chapter completed!