Fantasy: The opening pushes the ages

Zhao Quan sneered, and said, "Arrogant and conceited, let this old man teach you a lesson today."

As soon as the words fell, majestic spiritual power surged out in an instant, covering the world in just a short moment.

Feeling that desperate power, the faces of everyone watching the excitement changed, and then there was a panic expression.

This was the first time they felt the coercion of the saint. Originally, they expected the saint to be as powerful as the gods in the sky, but only now did they realize that they were still naive after all.

Saints and strong men are somewhat stronger than the supreme gods, which makes people feel desperate.

As long as Zhao Quan has a thought at this moment, they will die immediately without a place to bury them.

After a while, everyone's backs were already dripping with cold sweat, and a cold air rushed to their minds along the soles of their feet.

Zhao Quan's scepter hit the ground heavily, and there were violent ripples around it. A giant black python slowly climbed out from the ripples, spitting snake letters.

The moment the giant black python appeared, an invisible pressure suddenly enveloped the world. Almost everyone felt a pressure as heavy as Mount Tai. The air in the chest cavity was squeezed out by the powerful external force. Even the most Simple breathing has become much more difficult at this moment.

Fang Yun's face was still pale, even after the latter showed such formidable strength, he just sneered and said, "Small tricks."

slam
With a movement of the palm, the next moment, only a dazzling aura burst out, and in a short moment, a golden short blade appeared in the hand.

The moment the short blade appeared, a sharp sword energy pierced the sky, making the space appear terrifying nothingness.

He moved forward lightly, and the tip of the knife touched a certain point in the space. In an instant, majestic sword energy poured out like a galaxy.

That violent loud noise carried astonishing coercion, and turned into sharp sword qi, and with a swipe, dense sword qi poured out.

This momentum was no weaker than that of the giant black python.

Seeing the ferocious sword aura, even Zhao Quan, who was used to arrogance, changed slightly involuntarily.

He exhaled lightly, and murmured: "My Cangyu Holy Land is really doomed this time."

With such power, not to mention him, even Yang Zhifeng would feel a little tricky if he came in person.

His face turned hard, and the scepter pointed forward, and the giant python entrenched on the ground vomited a snake letter. In the deep eyes, a dark green light flashed past, and it rushed out immediately.

bang
There was only a loud noise, and the majestic sword energy collided heavily with the giant python.

Dazzling aura suddenly enveloped the world.

The sword light is like a stream of light, destroying the dead.

The huge body of the black python is like a moving mountain, no matter in terms of momentum or strength, it does not lose the wind.

The frontal confrontation between the two produced a huge shock wave that hit from afar, and the nearby buildings turned into dust and dissipated.

In a restaurant not far away, many people were watching the scene intently, and someone said excitedly: "The chief elder of Cangyu Holy Land is not an ordinary person. It is said that in my father's generation, Zhao Quan was A saint-level martial artist, he must be even stronger now."

As soon as this remark came out, it caused a lot of echoes. After all, in their eyes, Zhao Quan, as a long-established peak powerhouse, had at least won the battle against an unknown warrior, not to mention beheading him at will.

And the so-called person who asked Tianlou was nothing more than sending himself to death.

Inside the restaurant, Zhao Quan's voice became louder and louder.

But at this moment, a different voice appeared.

"In my opinion, Wentianlou is definitely the winner."

As soon as this sudden voice sounded, it attracted a lot of attention.

The person who spoke earlier looked over in an instant.

The tall and thick man looks like a steel tower.

When he came, he was very powerful.

He looked down at the man condescendingly, frowned, and said with obvious disgust, "What's your name?"

The man said, "Zhang Peng."

Zhang Peng...

This name is very strange, and I have no impression of it at all. When the strong man saw it, he had no scruples, "What did you mean by that just now? I think you are blind. The difference between the two is so big. Tianlou can win? I'm afraid you are not dreaming."

"Hahahahaha, I think he just fell asleep and his head is confused."

Faced with doubts, the man who raised different opinions just smiled and said: "In that case, let's just wait for the result."

"We'll see." The strong man snorted coldly.

Let's talk about Zhao Quan.

Zhao Quan's complexion was calm at first, but gradually, his complexion gradually turned pale, and he realized that he was losing control of the black python.

This is his most powerful method, and it is also a holy beast that he has refined. As long as this beast is there, even if he encounters a strong holy king, he can escape under his hands.

As for him losing control of the black python, it meant that under the dazzling aura, the black python slowly lost the wind.

slam
At this moment, the sword energy of the sword light and sword shadow was extremely strong and sharp.

The aura dissipated.

The black giant python has disappeared, leaving only the foul-smelling green blood all over the place.

hiss!
Zhao Quan's complexion changed, and the aura in his body was sluggish to the extreme at this moment, as if he had suffered a great injury, all the clothes on his body collapsed at this moment, revealing his old skin.

And the faces of the people watching this scene in the restaurant and teahouse also changed suddenly, and there was a look of horror in the eyes of each of them.

"It's really powerful, this strong man in Wentianlou is really powerful."

"With Wentianlou here, the Cangyu Holy Land is finished."

"The sky in Huangtian Territory is about to change..."

There was a lot of discussion.

More shock and disbelief.

You know, that Zhao Quan is a veteran strongman who has been famous for a long time, one of the foundations of Cangyu Holy Land, and a knife that is pressed on the heads of almost all warriors. Dare to be too arrogant and arrogant.

But it was such a powerful martial artist who lost in just one round in front of a strange and unknown martial artist, and the balance of victory was tipped so far.

It's really scary.

"how?"

Fang Yun's face was still calm, he looked at Zhao Quan who was already showing a bit of panic, and said calmly.

Zhao Quan swallowed hard, subconsciously took a step back, his face full of disbelief.

You know, before, with the addition of huge power, it is infinitely close to the power of the Holy King, and it can even be said to be more than worse.

But even so, he was defeated simply and swiftly, only losing the control of the black python, his natal beast, in an instant.

It really reached the level of crushing.

At this moment, his face was as pale as thin paper, his dry lips were murmured, and he couldn't speak a word.