Zhang Zongjim was almost pissed off by Yang Zhen and there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes, which made Yang Zhen so shocked that he widened his eyes and forced out a look that looked as if he was very scared.
"He got angry out of shame, the world's most despicable man got angry out of shame!" Yang Zhen pointed at Zhang Zongjin, and suddenly became righteous and awe-inspiring: "Brothers, sisters, this Mr. Zhang, the world's most despicable man, not only said that we were all cats and dogs, but also wanted to kill us to silence us. Now I stand here and don't move, I won't fight back, even if I die, I will seek justice for everyone."
When the people around heard what Yang Zhen said, they almost rolled their eyes. I don’t believe you at all. You shameless guy are so bad. Why are you standing there without moving or fighting back? What’s in your hand behind your back? That scary white cloud?
"Marshmallow!" Yang Zhen said righteously, "This is marshmallow!"
Everyone rolled their eyes.
Princess Changyang looked at Yang Zhen with a helpless look, and exchanged glances with the middle-aged man behind her.
The middle-aged man also had a strange look on his face. He glanced at the half-pot of water at his waist that Yang Zhen had drunk, shook his head and laughed, then looked at Princess Changyang with an even stranger expression.
When Princess Changyang looked at him, she conveyed a very clear meaning: save Yang Zhen!
The middle-aged man is a powerful cultivator in the palace of Youyang Kingdom. He has now reached the Hinayana stage and naturally would not take the world's best sword seriously. However, Princess Changyang was willing to expose his strength to save Yang Zhen, which was a bit surprising.
Then I thought about the fact that Princess Changyang appeared in Guijianchou with Yang Zhen. Where did they go before and what happened?
The middle-aged man was not in a position to ask, but something must have happened between the two of them. Perhaps, as Princess Changyang said, Yang Zhen had actually helped Princess Changyang.
In this case, it makes sense that Princess Changyang wants to save Yang Zhen, but even so, it is enough to make the middle-aged man pay more attention to Yang Zhen.
The atmosphere between Zhang Zongjim and Yang Zhen was tense for a moment. Just as the two were about to start a big battle, a shocking roar suddenly came from the sky.
The terrifying thunder seemed to appear suddenly, cutting through the sky in the mountains and forests not far away, tearing the sky apart with a loud bang, and illuminating the entire world.
Boom! The Thunder Dragon rolled like a huge wave, flashing through the air. The terrifying vitality of heaven and earth suddenly became violent, causing the entire world to change color. The heart-pounding violent air waves became overwhelming in the blink of an eye.
"Here they come!" Someone shouted, and all the ghost-fearing monks became excited.
The most lively moment finally arrived. Everyone stared at the strange phenomenon in the air with burning eyes and rushed towards that direction.
Even Zhang Zongjim, who had just looked like he was ready to attack anyone, changed his expression. He stared at Yang Zhen coldly, then turned around and rushed towards the place where the thunder erupted.
Yang Zhen looked at the horrifying celestial phenomenon in the sky in surprise. This must be a thunderstorm.
"What's going on?" Yang Zhen asked subconsciously.
Princess Changyang looked solemn as she explained, "This is the appearance of the Thunderwood. Be careful. The Thunderwood is a natural treasure with thunder attributes. It is extremely rare and will attract the covetousness of various powerful creatures."
After that, without waiting for Yang Zhen to speak, Princess Changyang suddenly said, "Let's go!"
Buzz! A terrifying wave of vital energy came, and the middle-aged man who had been standing behind Princess Changyang actually took out a long sword, which surged with the wind, and rode on it, carrying Princess Changyang towards the place where thunder was rolling.
Yang Zhen was startled, and then he noticed that many of the cultivators in the Ghost-Seeing Creation could actually fly, some were riding flying swords, some were riding strange things, and there was even someone driving a flying shuttle, which looked like a super sports car on Earth in his previous life, very lifelike, except without wheels.
"Oh my God!" Yang Zhen was stunned. This is what it means to be truly low-key. This act was so sudden and yet so natural. You can't afford to offend her.
Only cultivators who have broken through the Foundation Establishment Stage and reached the Hinayana Stage can control objects. In front of the Hinayana Stage, a strong man in the Foundation Establishment Stage is almost the same as a newbie who has just stepped into the door of cultivation, and poses no threat.
On the flying sword, Princess Changyang looked back at Yang Zhen and smiled at him. Suddenly, all kinds of spirits appeared and the air around them became brighter and fresher.
However, Yang Zhen could sense a hint of regret in Princess Changyang's eyes.
There was nothing that could be done about it. Although Yang Zhen made Zhang Zongji so angry that he almost had a demon in his heart, Yang Zhen was only a disciple of a small sect after all, and his experience was limited. In this situation, all the geniuses had revealed their trump cards, and people like Yang Zhen would have no chance of survival.
Now it seems that those who were flying were all powerful people from large sects. Even Zhang Zongjim was accompanied by a middle-aged woman. They looked at Yang Zhen with a sneer on their faces and headed towards the place where the celestial phenomenon exploded.
In the valley, Su Qingyu took a deep look at Yang Zhen. Seeing Yang Zhen also looking at her, she smiled and nodded, then sighed and said, "Let's go!"
"Spaceship?" Yang Zhen was stunned. Is this even possible?
It seems that he has only just seen a little bit of the wonders of this world.
All the arrogant people from the big sects rushed forward, as if they were racing, leaving only a group of people from small sects or with low strength running desperately, and Yang Zhen was one of them.
No, Yang Zhen seemed to be frightened and was still standing there motionless.
This is the difference, right?
Some people from small sects suddenly felt that Yang Zhen was very pitiful. No matter how hard he tried, no matter how outstanding and arrogant he performed, in the end he could not be compared with the disciples from these big sects. After all, what these people had seen, heard, and used since they started practicing were things that the small sects had never seen before.
Yang Zhen...I'm afraid that from now on he will be just like them, lost in the crowd.
"Hello!"
A long howl was heard, and everyone staggered and looked back at Yang Zhen in surprise.
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It was Yang Zhen who spoke. When everyone looked back, this guy was staring at the flying swords, flying boats and flying cars in front of him with excitement, his eyes almost shining.
When everyone looked over, Yang Zhenzhen waved his arms and shouted, "Brother Jian, wait for me!"
"laugh!"
Zhang Zongjin sneered, turned around and said, "Sorry, I'm too fast and can't wait...what?"
Before he could finish his words, Zhang Zongjim's eyes suddenly widened and his chin almost fell on the sword.
While everyone was stunned, Yang Zhen actually ran quickly, and then took advantage of a hillside to leap high up, rushing towards everyone like a cannonball.
"Wow, this...is this crazy?"
"If you jump so high and no one catches you, won't you fall to your death?"
Everyone was dumbfounded, watching as Yang Zhen was about to become the first person to fall to his death at the Youzhou conference. The expressions on their faces were as weird as they could be.
Princess Changyang and Su Qingyu's faces changed. After looking at each other, they hesitated to speak, and almost said at the same time: "Save him!"
Zhang Zongjin was also startled, but then he became excited, laughed and said, "Are you looking for death? Jumping so high?"
Yang Zhen was more than a thousand meters above the ground at this time. If he fell from such a height, he would be crippled even if he didn't die.
However, to everyone's horror, Yang Zhen not only did not fall to his death, but he curled his lips and said: "You are too slow, I will go first, hey, this show is a bit natural!"
As he spoke, a white cloud suddenly appeared under Yang Zhen's feet, exactly like the one in the sky that changed its shape at any time.
Boom! With a loud bang, Yang Zhen's body flew thousands of meters into the air, and another white cloud appeared under his feet.
"Do you know a palm technique that drops from the sky?"
Yang Zhen's words once again rang in the ears of everyone in Guijianchou. Everyone widened their eyes and looked at Yang Zhen in confusion as he surpassed the people from the big sects and went far ahead.
Zhang Zongjim almost fell down.
(End of this chapter)