Now that the evil shadow black glutton has devoured the origin of the heavenly tribulation, wow, this is serious. Yang Zhen used the Ksitigarbha technique in the Ksitigarbha chapter of the Heavenly Book to block Fu Yonglin's way through the raised rocks of the Daque Sword. Fu Yonglin just accidentally bumped into the rocky earth wall, which triggered the daydream stiffness effect, which made Yang Zhen very happy.

However, Fu Yonglin was worthy of being the Son of the Holy Chosen. His eyes only revealed a little confusion before he suddenly woke up. With a pale face, he hurriedly ran to the side, looking at Yang Zhen in horror.

"Yang Jia, you actually used magic weapons. Aren't you afraid of backlash and the destruction of your soul?"

Fu Yonglin was obviously very afraid of the big broken sword in Yang Zhen's hand, and stared at Yang Zhen with extreme vigilance.

Yang Zhen was stunned, looking at the big broken sword in his hand with some confusion.

Yue Yufeng also once said that his big broken sword was a magic weapon, although he later said it was not. However, judging from the degree to which the two were afraid of the magic weapon, the magic weapon was obviously a very high-end weapon.

"What is magic martial arts?" Yang Zhen asked curiously.

Fu Yonglin's expression changed and he laughed loudly, as if he had seen the most ridiculous thing in the world: "You don't even know what magic weapons are, yet you dare to use them. You are so ignorant, yet you can actually cultivate to such a level!"

At this point, Fu Yonglin snorted coldly and said, "Since I already know that you are using magic weapons, you don't have any chance at all!"

Boom! A buzzing sound was heard, and a terrifying wave of air suddenly erupted from Fu Yonglin's body. The long sword in his hand roared like a dragon, and it suddenly turned into a terrifying giant sword that covered the sky and the sun. It was extremely sharp and slashed towards Yang Zhen with endless power.

"Oh my, kid, can you do this? Don't fail to steal anyone and end up losing your life. This move is quite powerful."

The voice of the Bitch Cat came, gloating. Without waiting for Yang Zhen to speak, the Bitch Cat turned around and said to Sao Ji, "Be prepared to run away. This kid from the Ancient Clan has something on him. Bitch Yang may not be able to beat him."

After all, Yang Zhen had just passed the tribulation, and compared with a strong man like Fu Yonglin who had passed the tribulation countless times, he was obviously not as good as he used to be.

However, Yang Zhen did not hesitate at all. The big sword in his hand suddenly roared, and he jumped up. In mid-air, he said to the mean cat, "Damn it, mean cat, wait for me. You traitor, I will settle the score with you later."

Boom! The big sword collided with the huge sword, making a series of roars. Huge air waves rushed out in all directions, and the wind was strong. For a while, sand and rocks flew everywhere. It was unclear what happened to Yang Zhen.

Fu Yonglin sneered, and the long sword returned to his hand: "You overestimate your own abilities, but don't worry, I will let your two pets go down to accompany you, so that you won't be alone on the road to the underworld!"

Having said that, Fu Yonglin turned his gaze to the Bitch Cat and the Slutty Chicken.

Bitch Cat and Saucy Chicken looked at each other, and there was a confused look in the eyes of both guys.

"Damn it, the Ancient Clan is the Ancient Clan. With this level of intelligence, how can they be so confident as to claim that they are the Son of Destiny?"

"Idiot!" Saoji was even more straightforward. She ignored Fu Yonglin and began to tidy up her feathers slowly.

Fu Yonglin was so angry that his face turned blue. He raised his sword and was about to kill Bianmao and Saoji, but suddenly he heard a lazy voice coming from behind and was startled.

"Brother, you want to kill me with just one sword. Where does your confidence come from?"

"What?" Fu Yonglin's expression changed drastically. Without even turning his head, he saw a huge black shadow falling from the sky and landing on his head with a bang. The world was spinning and he fell to the ground.

Bang! With a dull sound, Fu Yonglin fell from midair to the ground, raising a cloud of dust. He rolled his eyes and struggled to stand up. Then another huge black shadow fell from the sky.

Bang! Bang! Bang! A series of muffled sounds were heard on Fu Yonglin's head. Fu Yonglin didn't even scream and immediately lost consciousness.

Yang Zhen threw the Daque sword to the ground with a clang, and looked at Fu Yonglin lying unconscious on the ground in doubt and astonishment, "What on earth did this ancient tribe eat to grow up? How could their brains be so hard?"

Jianmao and Saoji were both stunned. They came to Fu Yonglin and took a look, marveling at him. Saoji even scratched his face with his claws twice, but failed to leave any red marks on Fu Yonglin's fair face.

"Boy, what are you going to do?" The mean cat rubbed his hands and looked at Yang Zhen with great interest.

The mean cat's eyes lit up and he said, "No, although this guy might confess without torture, I am still very interested in the torture you mentioned. How about you demonstrate it to me?"

Yang Zhen looked at the mean cat with a confused look on his face and said, "Are you a devil?"

The mean cat turned his head away: "Shame on me!"

"Yang... Yang Jia, what do you want to do? We have no grudges against each other, why do you want to kill me?"

Fu Yonglin woke up at some point, apparently having heard what Yang Zhen and Jianmao said. He looked at Yang Zhen with a pale face and asked, trying to struggle twice, but found that he could not break free from the restraints of Xingtie. He accepted his fate dejectedly and stared at Yang Zhen with a cold expression.

Yang Zhen was stunned and asked, "Kill you? No, no, no, I am a kind-hearted person. How could I do such a sinful thing as killing someone?"

"Then...then what do you want to do?" Fu Yonglin looked at Yang Zhen with a look of doubt. When he saw Yang Zhen took out a small sword and was actually cutting his clothes, his face suddenly turned pale and he struggled violently, roaring, "Yang Jia, if...if you do such a heartless thing to me, I...I will not let you go even if I am doomed!"

Yang Zhen was stunned, turned his head to look at the mean cat and asked, "Why is he reacting so strongly?"

Bitch Cat and Sao Chicken stared at each other, shook their heads and said, "I don't know, maybe the ancient tribe thinks differently from us, they are just so unique!"

"Oh!" Yang Zhen continued to cut clothes.

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“Yang Jia, what on earth do you want to do? You can’t…you bastard!”

Fu Yonglin's face turned green, and he twisted and turned, refusing to let Yang Zhen cut his pants.

Yang Zhen stopped and said with a weird look on his face: "Damn it, you better behave yourself. I can't even take off your pants. How can I be called Yang Ba Pi?"

"Still...still want to peel off your skin?" Fu Yonglin's expression changed repeatedly, and he roared: "What on earth do you want to do?"

Seeing that Fu Yonglin was about to cry, Yang Zhen stopped and said, "I don't have to do anything. I just have a few questions to ask you. Will you answer them honestly?"

Fu Yonglin looked at Yang Zhen blankly, with a ridiculous look flashing across his face: "You just want to ask a few questions?"

"yes!"

"...Fuck!" Fu Yonglin looked at Yang Zhen with a face full of rage, spitting out saliva: "You are a conscienceless bastard, a devil, you...you just want to ask a few questions?"

"Hmm!" Yang Zhen found a dirt stool and sat down, looking at the mean cat and asked, "Where should I start?"

The cheap cat coughed lightly, put his hands behind his back and came to Fu Yonglin, saying: "First, let me ask, how old are you?"

"Get lost!" Yang Zhen kicked the mean cat away and said angrily, "Look at the stupid question you asked. Let me ask..."

"What's your father's last name?"

"My surname is Fu!" Saoji answered for Fu Yonglin seriously.

Fu Yonglin's mouth twitched, and he looked as if he would rather die than live.

Done!

Yang Zhen was so happy in his heart, and he exchanged glances with Bitch Cat and Sao Chicken, both of them were very proud. Damn, this Sao Saint really has the potential to interrogate spies. To torture a prisoner, you have to start by breaking his psychology! The Zhenji Cat and Bitch trio is invincible! (End of this chapter)