Chapter 162: If you dare to take off my vest, you will die



The spiritual power surged like a tidal wave, covering most of the Sky Mirror.

The earth was shaking violently, and cracks appeared on the ground near the battle site, showing the terrifying strength of the battle.

"boom!"

In the collision of spiritual power, the two figures separated again.

Yuan Lang managed to stand firmly, his hands trembling slightly, and the spiritual power surging in his meridians made him feel very uncomfortable.

"Bang!"

With a dull thud, Yuan Lang's clothes could not withstand the chaotic fluctuations of spiritual power, and his shirt exploded into pieces, revealing the thin body of a young man.

Yuan Lang looked at Jiang Zhao somewhat embarrassedly, trying to find some psychological balance from him.

But he saw that Jiang Zhao was standing very steadily, and his disciple robe was neatly arranged without a trace of disorder.

"impossible!"

Words of disbelief came out of his mouth.

Yuan Lang could never have imagined that he was once a powerful person in the Tribulation Realm. Even if he was only at the Foundation Establishment stage now, his combat experience was more than that of the half-grown girl in front of him.

But after the battle, not only did he not gain any benefit, he even felt a little embarrassed.

Jiang Zhao put his hands behind his back and looked at the other person with a smile. He was so happy to see the other person being humiliated.

Even after being reborn, Yuan Lang is still no match for me. This feeling is so cool.

Jiang Zhao's smug expression turned into a mockery in Yuan Lang's eyes.

Yuan Lang's brows were throbbing with veins, and murderous intent surged in his eyes.

In that case, let’s kill him.

A cyan-gold flying sword emerged from the void, carrying with it violent energy, and slashed down with one blow.

Jiang Zhaowei raised his head, raised his hand, and threw out the Heaven-Flipping Seal.

The small golden seal swelled up in the wind and turned into a large golden brick three meters long and two meters wide.

"Bang!"

The cyan-gold flying sword, wrapped in energy, slammed heavily into the Heaven-Flipping Seal, emitting a loud noise.

The violent energy spread out in all directions, and the tip of the cyan-gold flying sword was bent by such a violent collision.

"clang"

The tip of the sword flew to the side, and the sword body flew back in a spin.

"laugh!"

The tip of the sword fell to the ground and disappeared directly.

After the cyan-gold flying sword returned to Yuan Lang's hand, the sword body was still shaking violently.

Yuan Lang's face looked very ugly. He looked at Jiang Zhao gloomily, as if he wanted to say something. But before he could open his mouth, the Heaven-Flipping Seal had already fallen.

The golden seal looked huge and bulky, but in reality, it fell with not only speed but also great force.

Yuan Lang didn't even have time to dodge, so he had to use his magic weapon to resist.

“Boom!”

The Heaven-Flipping Seal fell down heavily.

The entire ground of the Sky Mirror shook violently.

A crack appeared at the bottom of the Heaven-Flipping Seal.

Inside the crack, Yuan Lang held the magic weapon and forcibly pushed the Heaven-Flipping Seal up from the ground.

"A magical weapon for the Nascent Soul Realm."

Jiang Zhao narrowed his eyes and sneered. Even after being hit by the Heaven-Flipping Seal, he was still able to survive. The magic weapon in Yuan Lang's hand should not be underestimated.

"System, can the magic weapon in his hand be refined into a new one?"

Jiang Zhao's eyes fell on the black iron token in Yuan Lang's hand, which had several cracks on it, and he asked in a flat tone.

"Yes," the system replied briefly, then paused, as if it didn't seem tempting enough, and added, "It can be customized by the host."

"Make a reservation first."

Jiang Zhao's face was calm, and spiritual power surged around him.

The lavender figure was like a purple flying sword, rushing towards Yuan Lang under the Fantian Seal with a roar.

Yuan Lang was slightly stunned, then his face darkened and his eyes were full of cruelty.

"Come to die, that's fine."

The spiritual energy around him surged, and a black light curtain appeared on the black iron token.

The violent energy boiled in the black light curtain, looking extremely terrifying.

The black light curtain shook upwards, pushing up a part of the Heaven-Flipping Seal.

Jiang Zhao made a hand seal with one hand, pressed down with his backhand, and the raised Heaven-Flipping Seal crushed down again.

"Click"

The huge amount of energy crushed down, and another crack appeared on the black iron token.

Seeing this, Yuan Lang tried to escape from the Fantian Seal. He knew that if he didn't escape, he would be completely crushed to death by the Fantian Seal.

Yuan Lang had only taken half a step forward, without moving his body at all, when Jiang Zhao's figure arrived in front of him.

"Crack"

The black iron token was tightly held in the hand, and a small hand reached out and grabbed the other end of the token.

Yuan Lang was furious. How dare that little bastard steal my magic weapon!

Facing Yuan Lang's angry expression, Jiang Zhao chuckled, exerted force with his fingers, and pulled out most of the black iron token.

Yuan Lang supported the base of the Flipping Heaven Seal with one hand and tightly grasped the black iron token with the other hand, but he saw his black iron token slipping out of his hand little by little.

"No, no, no... this is mine..."

Yuan Lang's men tried hard to hold on to the black iron token in their hands tightly. This was his last trump card.

"Here you go."

Jiang Zhao said with a smile, and used his hands to exert force and pulled out the black iron token.

The moment the black iron token changed hands, a black light curtain rushed down, trying to swallow Jiang Zhao.

"boom!"

Between Jiang Zhao's eyebrows, a glazed golden rune suddenly appeared, and a glazed golden flame rushed out, instantly engulfing the black light curtain.

Yuan Lang no longer cared about anything else and tried to escape from the Fantian Seal.

Without the black iron token, he could not bear the weight of the Heaven-Flipping Seal.

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

Several rays of light of various colors burst out from Yuan Lang's body. Those lights were stimulated to the extreme, forming a light curtain that stretched out in front of Yuan Lang.

Even so, the falling speed of the Heaven-Flipping Seal did not slow down at all.

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