But...but damn, Yang Zhen clearly slapped him with this body just now.

When did the shadow clone become able to slap people? When did Yang Zhen change the shadow clone? Gong Gongzi's mind was instantly filled with countless thoughts. When he turned his head blankly, he saw his butt.

Dig the grass!

Mr. Gong's eyes suddenly widened.

When did humans get to see their own butts?

You know what, she's pretty good! Gong Gong didn't know what happened next.

Seeing Yang Zhen beheading Young Master Gong's soul with one sword, everyone present was furious.

In the crowd, Qingyan Elder Duan Deming shouted angrily: "Yang Zhen, you are too cruel and ruthless. You are not only killing people, but you even cut off their souls without leaving any room for them. If you continue like this, what is the difference between you and the evil cultivators, and what is the difference between you and the unscrupulous demon cultivators?"

After hearing Duan Deming's words, everyone present blamed Yang Zhen and surrounded him.

"Yang Zhen, Master Gong is the Holy Son of the Great Wilderness. You are so cruel, aren't you afraid of attracting a disaster that will kill you?"

"What do you mean by fatal disaster? Yang Zhen has already aroused public anger. Seniors, why bother talking to him? Let's kill him together and then discuss the matter of the Heavenly Secret Lock of the Wilderness Ancient Land."

"He may not be so heartless. Young Master Gong is obviously also at fault. After all, this is a matter between the two of them. If Yang Zhen takes the opportunity to stop and leave, we may give him a chance."

"What? We are still going to give such a vicious person a chance? I think what Elder Qingyan said is right. Yang Zhen's actions are no different from those of evil cultivators. We should enforce justice and kill him on the spot."

…

Everyone was talking about it, but they slowly surrounded Yang Zhen.

After Yang Zhen dispersed his shadow clone, he looked around at everyone.

Duan Deming, Mr. Fang, and the old man who had been complaining before, were followed by a group of young saints and powerful men, and even quite a few powerful beings who were ready to make a breakthrough. They were all discussing how to deal with Yang Zhen.

As for Master Gong's corpse, everyone seemed to have never seen it before.

Yang Zhen wanted to laugh when he heard this. He narrowed his eyes and looked at everyone, saying, "Everyone, everyone, Qiaodou Sack!"

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and all their eyes fell on Yang Zhen.

"Yang Zhen, do you have anything else to say?"

An old man had a look of rage on his face. Yang Zhen had some impression of this guy. After Young Master Gong came, this old guy had been following him closely. It was obvious that the old man had a close relationship with Young Master Gong. Now he wanted to stand up for Young Master Gong.

After all, although Master Gong is dead, the power behind him still needs to be licked.

Yang Zhen looked at the crowd who were just surrounding him with interest, grinned, and said, "I think that you have been discussing it over and over again, but you haven't come to a conclusion. Why don't we find a place to sit down, have a drink and chat happily, and you can discuss how to deal with me, so that I can be mentally prepared!"

"presumptuous!"

"Asshole!"

Countless voices shouted angrily, pointing at Yang Zhen and saying, "Yang Zhen, I don't know where you get such confidence from. Today I want to learn the wild secret technique in your hands!"

Boom! A loud noise that shook the earth was heard. As soon as the old man made a move, everyone present showed a look of shock on their faces.

"It turned out to be Old Huang. I didn't expect that Old Huang would personally take action. Yang Zhen is dead now."

Yang Zhen frowned, looked back at the ice coffin in the air, grinned, hooked his finger at Huang Lao, and said, "Come on, come on, I have plenty of time today, let's have a fight with you, old man, and see who wins!"

Boom! A wave of air that shook the world also erupted from Yang Zhen's body, surging and tumbling, making everyone shudder.

Old Huang laughed loudly and leaped towards Yang Zhen. The powerful energy in his hand was so strong that it directly tore a crack in the sky and earth. It can be seen how terrifying Old Huang is.

At this moment, Duan Deming in the crowd suddenly sneered and said, "Everyone, Yang Zhen is stalling for time. If this continues, we might be in danger. Once Saint Tianxuan is resurrected, how can we get our hands on the origin of the Heaven and Earth True Marks?"

After hearing Duan Deming's words, everyone present showed a look of shock on their faces, and immediately understood Yang Zhen's intention.

Yang Zhen is not afraid of trouble, but he thinks it is troublesome. If he keeps doing it one by one, when will it end?

Even an iron man cannot withstand the round-robin battle one after another.

If it were any other time, Yang Zhen would have rushed into the crowd and started fighting, no matter if there were ten or a hundred people.

But now it’s different. Saint Tianxuan is obviously refining her vitality. In this case, if she holds on for one more minute, she will have one more chance.

Now that the old man Duan Deming actually spoke out his plan, Yang Zhen immediately cast an admiring look at Duan Deming.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Damn, this old guy is really a hero, much better than those other simple-minded guys.

Now that so many people are here, if it were someone else, Yang Zhen would have instigated everyone to take action together and get the job done quickly.

After hearing Duan Deming's words and seeing the people around him rushing over with gritted teeth, Yang Zhen screamed and said, "Damn it, do you still have any sense of justice in the martial arts world? The majority is bullying the minority, right? Look at this slutty saint's shadow clone."

As he spoke, Yang Zhen shuddered all over, but no shadow clone emerged.

"Not good!" Duan Deming screamed, slowed down his pace, and said hurriedly: "Yang Zhen's shadow clone is the power of the soul. Everyone must keep their original intentions and protect their souls to prevent Yang Zhen from succeeding!"

Boom! Everyone's spiritual power burst out.

The terrifying storm of souls swept across the world. No one present had a soul that could compare to Yang Zhen's, but if all of their souls were added together, if Yang Zhen dared to release his soul power, he would be nothing compared to the powerful one.

Seeing the soul storm around him, Duan Deming showed a hint of sneer on his face and looked at Yang Zhen: "In this case, let's see what else you have...what? Oh no, we've been fooled!"

Boom! A terrifying wave of air swept over and exploded on Yang Zhen's body, and the surrounding world suddenly became chaotic.

The terrifying vitality of heaven and earth rushed towards this side from all directions. In the blink of an eye, it formed a Yuanqi storm that enveloped Yang Zhen.

The aura emanating from Yang Zhen increased at a violent rate.

The space around him twisted and overlapped. Yang Zhen laughed loudly and said, "I'm sorry. I got so excited that I used the wrong skill. I used Desolate Heaven Festival as a shadow clone."

Yang Zhen said he was sorry, but actually he didn't look embarrassed at all. Instead, he looked very smug, which made everyone grit their teeth.

"You bastard Yang Zhen, you will die a miserable death!"

The terrifying storm of heaven and earth's vital energy made everyone's souls sway, and some cultivators with weak soul powers even rolled and crawled to the side.

Que Ling looked at Yang Zhen blankly, then looked at Han Yan'er, and said in confusion: "Is this also possible?"

(End of this chapter)