Fantasy: The opening pushes the ages

Seeing this, Yang Yun's pupils suddenly shrank.

His complexion instantly turned pale.

Half of his body trembled violently, almost falling in mid-air, but fortunately he stabilized his figure in time, so he didn't feel more embarrassed.

It's just that compared to the high-spiritedness before, it's a bit sluggish now.

At the same time, the white-clothed man who came with him also seemed to be facing a formidable enemy, his whole body was covered with spiritual power, and powerful waves lingered between his fingers.

The two are not considered weak, and they are only one step away from the chilling saint realm.

After making some adjustments, Yang Yun calmed down and looked away.

When his eyes focused on the man with the golden light all over his body, his brows trembled violently, and the eyes that had always been calm in the ancient well suddenly set off a huge wave at this time.

"The Saint King..."

he said hoarsely.

Throat was a little dry, like a sound squeezed out from the crack of the door.

In just a short moment, the giant palms condensed by saints and powerhouses can be smashed to pieces. Apart from saint kings, who in today's world has this ability?
Is it possible that Zhongzhou really has a saint king sitting in the town?
If so, how could Zhongzhou be destroyed?
The more he thought about it, the more panicked Yang Yun felt. After all, the desperately strong fluctuations emanating from his body cannot be faked.

It's just scalp tingling.

Forcibly suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, he looked at Pangu and said, "Who is your Excellency?"

Maybe he didn't even notice that his voice was trembling when he spoke.

The two men in white robes next to them also saw the situation clearly in an instant, and their expressions could not help but freeze. After feeling Pangu's vast spiritual power like a sea of ​​smoke, they also resolutely gave up resistance.

After all, if you really use your hands, for the powerhouses of this level, if you destroy them, they will disappear with just a single thought.

The golden light on Pan Gu's body slowly dissipated.

The well-developed muscles are exposed, and the chest muscles are as clear as gullies.

Light blue lines spread all over the body.

A little more mystery.

Especially the ax held in the right hand.

Looking at the rust, but the terrifying fluctuations emanating from it, even if it is as strong as Yang Yun, it still feels a little palpitation.

If the huge ax was coming at him, he must have little confidence in being able to retreat unscathed.

"Pangu."

Pan Gu said lightly.

Slowly raised his head, glanced at Yang Yun casually, and then said slowly: "Death or escape, choose yourself?"

After speaking, he slowly closed his eyes.

Yang Yun is not a fool, without the slightest hesitation, he turned into a stream of light and fled towards the distance.

This speed is almost equal to the speed of sound.

Seeing this, the two men in white robes also ran away.

Because of Pan Gu's appearance, the situation reversed in an instant, and even Yang Yun, who was invincible before, fled like a prodigal dog at this time.

Ye Mujiu is still in a state of shock.

It all happened too quickly.

From the giant palm that destroyed the world to Pangu's appearance like a god, it took less than ten seconds.

At this moment, she was completely stunned.

Everything that happened in front of her eyes seemed to be beyond her cognition.

Yang Yun is somewhat more powerful than her father.

And his father, Ye Qing, is already a top person in Huangtianyu.

Suddenly, Ye Mujiu was taken aback, and then slowly looked at Pangu, the light in his eyes came out little by little.

Then, without warning, she fell to her knees with a plop.

I don't know what I thought of, but tears came out all at once.

Zhou Mu was startled by Ye Mujiu's actions, but he understood after a while.

It must have been motivated by revenge.

Sure enough, in the next moment.

Ye Mujiu said: "Senior, Yang Yun is the little girl's father-killer and enemy. If senior can avenge the little girl, the little girl is willing to be a cow and a horse for the rest of her life to repay your great kindness..."

"Going up the mountain of knives and down into the sea of ​​flames is not hesitant..."

After speaking, she burst into tears.

The body trembled slightly.

Like a flower bud falling in a storm.

This hatred was so deep that every time she dreamed back at midnight, she would burst into tears.

Seeing this, Zhou Mu felt very distressed.

It could be seen that Ye Qing's death was like a mountain, pressing Ye Mujiu out of breath.

She is always smiling and cheerful, who would have thought that...

Zhou Mu's heart suddenly tightened.

He hugged Ye Mujiu into his arms distressedly, and then nodded towards Pangu.

The latter frowned.

The palms tightened violently.

boom!
Majestic spiritual power immediately surged out from his palm, climbing out inch by inch, and wrapped the giant axe in a short moment, and then a bright golden light emerged.

The surrounding space seemed to be unable to withstand such a powerful coercion, and they were shattered one after another, showing a terrifying nothingness.

Pangu's palm moved slightly.

The giant ax slid slightly.

but

A loud noise resounded through the sky.

Above the nine heavens, a crack appeared in an instant, and the crack spread infinitely. From a distance, it seemed to divide the blue sky into two halves.

bang
The next moment, the giant ax flew out of thin air.

There was a gust of wind, and with just a slight movement, ax marks shot up in the air.

The sound of swords and guns colliding was resounding.

Destroy it.

On an ax mark, there are countless lines condensed, even a saint with a cultivation base would not dare to shake its edge head-on.

With such dense ax marks, I am afraid that even if the saint king is alive, he will not escape death.

shhhhhh

The ax marks disappeared in one direction.

And that direction was exactly where Yang Yun and the others disappeared.

Ye Mujiu looked up at all this, and a tear flowed from the corner of her eye.

She snuggled into Zhou Mu's arms and took a light breath.

at the same time.

Yang Yun fled thousands of miles in a short time. Even a saint with a cultivation base was exhausted and out of breath, and his forehead was dripping with sweat.

After taking a few breaths, he found a place and sat down.

"It's so dangerous, I almost couldn't leave."

Thinking of that person, Yang Yun's heart couldn't stop trembling.

The most powerful person he has ever seen is Zhang Tianjian from the Sword God Temple, but he doesn't feel that scary at all.

Could it be that he is really the Saint King?

Until now, he is still a little surprised.

But what he knew was that once the news got out, the entire Huangtian Territory would be shocked.

The current situation will also undergo earth-shaking changes.

"Ok?"

Yang Yun suddenly raised his eyes, frowned and looked back, subconsciously covering his chest with his palms.

"what happened?"

His heart was beating violently, and he seemed a little uneasy.

Before he could figure out the situation before him, he saw an ax mark appearing out of thin air.

Carrying the cold air to stab at him.

Yang Yun's pupils shrank suddenly, and the muscles on his old face trembled.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly, and his palms quickly formed seals. In just a short moment, countless lights and shadows emerged.

bang
It's just that the moment the countless lights and shadows touched the ax mark, they disappeared strangely.

Yang Yun looked horrified.

At this moment, he didn't care too much, with a ferocious expression on his face, his palm was like a falcon slamming into his chest, when the palm was stretched out, there was a bright red beating heart on the palm.

There was a bloody arc across his face.

The look of squinting his eyes is a bit desperate.

bang.

The heart quickly condensed into streaks of fiery red light, wrapping towards the ax mark.

Yang Yun's eyes were fixed there.

Fortunately, the ax mark gradually disappeared under the fiery red light.

After confirming his safety, Yang Yun collapsed on the ground like mud, his complexion turned pale, and even the blood vessels on his forehead were clearly visible.

This is his trump card.

It can save his life at a critical moment.

Didn't expect it to come in handy so soon.

"Ugh……"

Yang Yun let out a long sigh.

But right now.

Another ax mark slowly emerged.

Seeing this, Yang Yun's face was horrified, his eyes almost popped out of his sunken eye sockets.

His withered lips moved.

Before he could speak, he saw a flash of swords and swords, and then he lost consciousness again.