"Can't even withstand a single blow."
When Tianyang said those words with a chuckle, the two disciples from the small sects fell into complete silence.
Tianyang's strength was too strong!
So strong that even Zhang Wenhu was no match for him!
"With this kind of strength, Tianyang definitely has the chance to enter the Dragon Transformation Pool. We can't stay here any longer. If Tianyang is only two people short, he might just kill us with a single strike!"
The two disciples from the small sects looked at each other and understood each other's thoughts. They quietly retreated, afraid that they would attract Tianyang's attention.
To be able to defeat Zhang Wenhu, this kind of strength was definitely not something they could contend against. If the immortals were to fight and choke them to death, they would have no reason to cry out even if they went to the underworld.
"Bastard! How dare you send me flying! "
At this moment, Zhang Wenhu recovered from mid-air and landed on the ground furiously. He glared at Tianyang, who was smiling indifferently in the distance.
His eyes were burning with anger. In the next moment, Zhang Wenhu used the Wolf Walk Footwork again and rushed forward!
"Die, brat!"
Zhang Wenhu roared and a huge tiger-shaped broadsword appeared in his hand. The aura that it exuded had reached the level of a middle-grade treasure weapon!
It was of the same level as the Flaming Wind Sword and was only slightly inferior to the Dragon Saber!
"You big sects' disciples are really rich."
Looking at the tiger-shaped broadsword, Tianyang said helplessly. After his rebirth, he had only used three swords.
The first was a worthless steel sword. The second was his disciple Ling Yuhan's Jade Sea Sword. The third was the Flaming Wind Sword that he had snatched from Wu Meng.
In order to snatch the Flaming Wind Sword, Tianyang had ruthlessly taught Wu Meng a lesson. In the end, Zhang Wenhu took out a middle-grade treasure weapon that was not inferior to his Flaming Wind Sword.
"With this tiger-shaped broadsword, my strength will definitely increase by more than thirty percent! This way, Tianyang is dead for sure! "
Zhang Wenhu laughed madly in his heart. In the next moment, he rushed towards Tianyang with a saber that was ten feet long!
"Treasures aren't bad, but humans themselves are trash. What's the point?"
Tianyang glanced at the tiger-shaped broadsword and chuckled. Hearing this, Zhang Wenhu's expression became even more sinister.
"Trash? Brat, you lost your life because of these two words! "
"Wild Tiger Tyrant Saber Art!"
Zhang Wenhu crazily roared, and the true essence within his body rapidly poured into the tiger-shaped saber. The tiger-shaped saber seemed to tear through the air, emitting a loud whistling sound.
Tianyang raised his eyebrows when he heard that. The Wild Tiger Tyrant Saber Art was pretty powerful. It had probably reached the peak of the Profound class.
Moreover, this was the saber technique that Tianyang had mercilessly abandoned during the second test!
Once its power was displayed, it was comparable to a half-step Earth class!
"It's a good thing to have a strong physical body to use this Saber Technique. However, if your opponent's physical body is stronger than yours, this good thing will turn into a disaster."
Tianyang chuckled. Hearing this, Zhang Wenhu was stunned, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.
At this moment, a light flashed in Tianyang's eyes, and the Flaming Wind Sword in his hand suddenly gathered all of Tianyang's strength!
"Break for me!"
Tianyang roared, and the Flaming Wind Sword exploded with a dazzling light. He didn't use any martial skills, and only used his physical strength to collide with the Wild Tiger Tyrant Saber Art!
Boom!
A violent wave of air accompanied by an equally violent explosion spread out, and in the blink of an eye, it engulfed the entire area. The faces of the two small sect disciples who had just left changed. This strength was too terrifying!
In the center of the battle, Zhang Wenhu's face was completely filled with fear.
He couldn't believe that Tianyang's skinny body contained a physical strength that could crush him a thousand times over!
In the collision just now, the Wild Tiger Tyrant Saber Art's tiger-shaped saber actually shattered!
"I … I'm a disciple of the Wolf-Tiger Sect! You, you can't kill me! "
Zhang Wenhu, who had been sent flying by the terrifying strength, watched in horror as Tianyang approached step by step. His legs trembled uncontrollably.
Then, as if he had found a life-saving straw, Zhang Wenhu hurriedly shouted.
Hearing this, Tianyang's footsteps paused. Just as Zhang Wenhu's heart was filled with joy, thinking that Tianyang was afraid of the Wolf-Tiger Sect.
Tianyang's leisurely voice made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
"I even killed Cao Kuangying of the Blood Soul Sect, why would I be afraid of Zhang Wenhu of the Wolf-Tiger Sect?"
"Don't say anything else, go to hell and tell the King of Hell."
Then, without hesitation, Tianyang slashed down with his sword.
Zhang Wenhu's head split open, and blood spurted out. Zhang Wenhu died with his eyes wide open. Even at the moment of his death, he had not expected this.
Before he died, Tianyang was the culprit behind Cao Kuangying's mysterious death!
The low-grade Mystic class martial spirit's power was abundant, so the Heavenly Sword's devouring speed increased. It was as if it had encountered a delicious meal.
Soon, the Heavenly Sword had finished devouring all of Shan Hu's martial spirit's power. Its body glowed brightly, and Tianyang could clearly feel that the Heavenly Sword was not far from the half-step Mystic class.
It would be able to rank up after devouring a few more martial spirits.
"Hmm, let me count, there should be less than twenty deaths from the four sects right now, right? Hmm, this is a good time for the Heavenly Sword to eat. "
Tianyang counted with his fingers, then released his Soul Energy. Using his Soul Energy that far surpassed everyone else's, he searched for his prey.
Then, Tianyang's lips curled, and he used the Dragon Subduing Steps to leave.
The two disciples of the smaller sects who were watching from afar only came out from behind a black boulder after Tianyang had left.
They trembled as they looked at Zhang Wenhu's severed head. Although they had already guessed it, when Zhang Wenhu's corpse appeared in front of them, they couldn't help but feel a storm in their hearts.
They knew that the reason Tianyang did not go looking for them was not because he did not see it.
It was because the heavens did not care about the two of them who were only at the peak of the third stage of the Bright Qi Realm.
That's right, peak of the third stage of the Bright Qi Realm was just an ant in front of Tianyang who was at the second stage of the Bright Qi Realm.
…
"Ye Zhanling! Are you trying to go against the Blood Soul Sect? "
At this moment, on the other side, a Blood Soul Sect disciple looked at Ye Zhanling who was in front of him and said coldly.
Hearing this, Ye Zhanling chuckled as he stroked the bloody longsword in his hand, "The Hidden Dragon Ancient Land is not owned by your family, and the Snow Nation is not dominated by your Blood Soul Sect."
"You want to kill me, so I'll kill you. It's only right and proper. What's there to go against?"
Ye Zhanling chuckled. After that, his sword fell and that person died in Ye Zhanling's hands.
"The second one."
At the same time, in another place.
Ling Yuhan gasped for breath, and the Jade Sea Sword in his hand trembled slightly. However, he still spoke in a low voice.
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