Yang Zhen roared and used a big move directly.

However, what confused Yang Zhen was that the sneak attack method like Zhen Leixie, which was always effective, did not take this man's life immediately.

Seeing that half of the back of his head was about to be smashed, the man just staggered for a moment, turned around and grinned at Yang Zhen, saying: "Boy, your Thunder Slash doesn't seem to be working!"

Yang Zhen turned around and ran away. Is he still a human being?

Huh? Is this something a human can do?

Although Yang Zhen did not use any high-end martial arts in this sword, how powerful was this sword? Not to mention a giant tree, even a rock, Yang Zhen could smash it to pieces with just his physical strength.

Now, I chopped the bastard on the back of his head with a sword, and it only broke a layer of skin?

Damn it, this rebellious person is fine. Yang Zhen’s scalp is tingling.

Seeing that Yang Zhen actually turned around and ran away, the rebellious man laughed loudly and leaped up to follow Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen was running while howling like a ghost. The other cultivators were now unable to take care of themselves. When they saw Yang Zhen rushing towards them, they dared not step forward to help. They all scrambled to the side.

Even the bastards lying on the ground wailing, their faces changed drastically when they saw the rebellious man rushing over, and they rolled to the side, rolling nearly ten feet away before stopping, continuing to howl like ghosts on the ground.

The man who went against the will of heaven seemed to be not very smart. Seeing Yang Zhen running away, he said something that Yang Zhen could not understand, and his face was full of sneer and murderous intent.

Little did he know that Yang Zhen was almost asleep. Damn, what kind of person is this against the will of heaven? How could he be as slow as a snail? Yang Zhen slowed down while running, and even stopped several times to look back in confusion, waiting for the person against the will of heaven to catch up.

I don't know how long I ran. There was no more red fog around, and the noisy fighting sounds in the distance disappeared. Yang Zhen stopped, took a deep breath, turned around and said to the man in black: "Okay, now that there is no one around, we can play a game."

When the man in black saw this, his face changed drastically and he turned around and ran back.

"You want to run now?"

Yang Zhen curled his lips. With the speed of the man in black, even if Yang Zhen asked him to run forty meters first, he couldn't do it! As soon as the voice fell, Yang Zhen jumped up, with lightning flashing around him, and almost like a sky rocket, he came to the man in black and hit him on the head with a big door.

"Thunder Slash!"

The man in black staggered, turned around and glared at Yang Zhen angrily, then ran forward without even thinking of fighting back.

Obviously, this guy realized that Yang Zhen was not someone to be trifled with.

But what’s the use of realizing it now?

Yang Zhen was already preparing for the third thunder strike.

"Thunder Slash!"

Yang Zhen shouted loudly, and swung the big sword in his hand to hit the man in black on the head. The man in black staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"My fellow villager, is my Thunder Blade still of any use?"

The man in black walked on silently, but at this moment he probably even wanted to turn around and bite Yang Zhen to death.

After running for so long, Yang Zhen naturally would not let the man in black return to the valley. The big sword in his hand suddenly made a sound like the roar of a dragon or elephant. With the whole person's aura rolling, he slammed the sword heavily at the man in black.

"Stronger version of Thunder Slash!"

Hearing this strange name, the man in black roared, as if he was angry and embarrassed. He leaped forward and turned around to punch.

Boom! A sound like thunder came, and the black-clothed man's fist shook the surrounding air. Yang Zhen turned around and swept away, but the big sword in his hand did not stop, and he swung the sword heavily on the back of the black-clothed man's head.

“Asshole…”

The man in black cursed angrily, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.

Of course, Yang Zhen was a gentleman and only used ordinary river water. Otherwise, the man in black would probably wake up even faster.

The man in black woke up slowly. Just as he was about to fight back, he fell to the ground with a thud. He looked at Yang Zhen in shock and asked, "You...what did you do to me?"

Yang Zhen's mouth twitched, and he cursed, "Please be clear, don't make it seem like this slutty saint did something shameful to you. Although... this matter is indeed not very glorious, it's just that I sealed your spiritual consciousness space. Oh, there seems to be something in your spiritual consciousness space."

"What?"

The man in black's face turned pale, and he stared at Yang Zhen and yelled, "What on earth did you do to me?"

Yang Zhen waved his hands. Seeing that the black-clothed man's eyes were about to glow red again, he quickly poured some water on him and said, "Calm down. You are not dead yet, right?"

It seems to be true?

Hearing this, the man in black breathed a sigh of relief, still staring at Yang Zhen and asked, "What do you want to know?"

Yang Zhen raised his eyebrows. This guy really knows how to deal with things. He is much better than that idiot Duan Langcai. It would be better for him to just do it quickly and avoid suffering. Isn't that better?

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Yang Zhen organized his words and asked, "Why are you called people who defy the heaven?"

The man in black was stunned. He obviously didn't expect Yang Zhen to ask this question. He said in a deep voice, "How can you heretics understand this?"

Dig the grass, use such high-sounding words as heresy? Yang Zhen splashed some water on the black-clothed man's face and asked fiercely, "I ask you questions and you answer them. Don't talk nonsense, or I'll let you taste the taste of the tiger bench."

Speaking of the tiger bench, Yang Zhen missed Duan Langcai a little. It was a pity that this guy got his lunch box too early.

"To follow the will of heaven is simply ridiculous. If you want to achieve immortality, how can you follow the will of heaven and endure the order of reincarnation? You must naturally practice against the will of heaven. It is ridiculous that you don't understand such a simple truth."

"Yeah, now what's even more ridiculous is that you can't even defeat this Sao Saint, so how can you talk about defying the heavens?"

Then Yang Zhen asked curiously, "Can you let me copy a copy of your skills?"

"You...you you want our skills?"

The man in black looked as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight, and looked at Yang Zhen in confusion.

Yang Zhen nodded and said, "Yes, is it okay?"

"Yes, yes, of course!"

Seeing that Yang Zhen really wanted to obtain the Heaven-Defying Technique, the man in black nodded his head like a phoenix pecking at rice, as if afraid that Yang Zhen would regret it. He took out a large number of jade slips from his arms and said, "These are all the Heaven-Defying Techniques, except for a few very advanced techniques that I am not qualified to master. You can take them all."

Yang Zhen’s eyes widened and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Shangyuan Sect does not allow its disciples to practice other people's skills.

Now that I think about it... it's right that the Shangyuan Sect is so insignificant that it's not even considered a third-rate sect.

Look at Zhou Tong and the leader of the Qinglian Sect, who are respected predecessors, and look at the people who are against the sky, who are cultivators who are not in the limelight. Tsk tsk, don’t the skills and martial arts cost money? Is this really okay?

Yang Zhen looked at the man in black with a strange expression, while the man in black looked at Yang Zhen with hope, as if he couldn't wait for Yang Zhen to start practicing his heaven-defying skills right now.

There are weird things, very weird things.

How could this sage be fooled so easily?

(End of this chapter)