Hearing this unique voice, all the terrified monks present cried out in surprise and almost instantly turned their eyes towards the source of the sound.

Both Qian Lao and Lu Qiju were shocked and looked at Yang Zhen in doubt and shock, with expressions of horror on their faces.

Cursing, Yang Zhen cursed! Yang Zhen used this nonchalant, even slightly teasing tone to curse a powerful man in the Spiritualization Stage who had killed two powerful Mahayana Stage masters in the blink of an eye...

As expected, it was Yang Zhen! Everyone felt confused, watching Yang Zhen coming with the big sword on his shoulder, accompanied by two bastards, Jianmao and Saoji.

Even the member of the Black Death tribe was surprised and looked at Yang Zhen in confusion, as if he was stunned by Yang Zhen's scolding.

Everyone looked at Yang Zhen with a dull expression, and just followed Yang Zhen's footsteps, turning their necks mechanically.

Yang Zhen was carrying the Great Sword nonchalantly, not even looking at the Black Death Clan members who were still holding Han Yan'er and Hua Youyue's necks. He turned around and glanced at the even more nonchalant Bitch Cat, and slapped him: "Damn it, where's the BGM?"

"What's the BGM?" The mean cat was stunned by Yang Zhen's pat.

“It’s just ding-ding-ding-ding!”

“Dangdangdangdang?” The mean cat was confused, but then he suddenly realized something. He coughed and shouted seriously, “Dangdangdangdang, pride faces the waves, dangdangdang, blood is like the red sunlight, dangdangdangdang…”

Everyone was stunned, their mouth corners twitching constantly.

Damn, it’s Yang Zhen at last, he can do such a ridiculous thing at this time, but... so exciting!

Most people's breathing quickened and they looked at Yang Zhen with excitement. Even though this bastard Yang Zhen was just a cultivator who had just successfully passed the tribulation, the way he appeared, his arrogant attitude of not even looking at the Black Death people, and his domineering aura still made everyone's blood boil.

Even though the singing of that bastard Jianmao was so awful, it still managed to bring everyone's attention back to their senses, as they had already been intimidated by the powerful men of the Black Death Clan.

Thinking that tens of thousands of cultivators were frightened into silence by a powerful Black Death Clan member, everyone felt ashamed. Now they all used Yang Zhen as an outlet to vent their anger.

Yang Zhen held his head high and walked in front of the Black Death Clan members. He smiled at the Black Death Clan strongmen and said with a curled lip, "Damn it, bullying two girls is nothing. If you have the guts, come and fight me. If I don't beat you to the point of peeing, I will never play background music when I go out from now on!"

Hua Youyue looked anxious, and she and Han Yan'er said almost at the same time: "Yang Zhen, hurry up!"

“Hehehe…”

A series of angry and laughing voices were heard, and the strong man of the Black Death Clan threw Hua Youyue and Han Yan'er aside, looking at Yang Zhen with interest, his eyes that were shining with a faint light becoming brighter and brighter.

"Interesting, interesting, here comes another tastier guy, I can hardly hold back."

Having said that, the strong man of the Black Death Clan narrowed his eyes and stared at Yang Zhen. Yang Zhen's figure staggered suddenly. The faces of Bitch Cat and Sao Ji changed drastically, and they crawled to Hua Youyue and the other girl.

Buzz! There was a roar from the heaven and earth, and everyone around was startled.

Even Qian Lao and Lu Qiju's faces changed drastically, and they exclaimed: "Such a powerful aura, it actually locked the surrounding space, is this the power of the Spiritual Transformation Stage?"

Hearing what Mr. Qian said, everyone present exclaimed in surprise.

Locking the surrounding space, this strong man of the Black Death Clan had obviously developed the belief that he must kill Yang Zhen, and everyone had an illusion that a hint of excitement flashed in the eyes of this strong man of the Black Death Clan, who always had a playful look, as if Yang Zhen was not a person but a delicious dish.

"What on earth does Yang Zhen want to do? Doesn't this lunatic know how big the gap is between himself and a strong man in the Spiritualization Stage?"

Lu Qiju's expression gradually changed. He glanced at Elder Qian who was holding the Soul-Slaying Sword, his expression gloomy and uncertain.

Elder Qian looked solemn and nodded to Lu Qiju, who responded reluctantly. It was obvious that the two had not given up on attacking the strong men of the Black Death Clan.

"Although I really want Yang Zhen to kill this black guy, this is obviously unlikely."

"So what? Who would have thought that Yang Zhen would go to such lengths for his woman? Even if he dies today, he is still considered a hero."

"What can a hero do? The one in front of him is a strong man in the Spiritualization Stage. It would be effortless for him to kill Yang Zhen."

Everyone subconsciously stepped back, leaving the venue to the two people, the God Transformation Stage expert and Yang Zhen.

The Black Death Clan member looked at Yang Zhen with interest, and said in a hoarse and low voice: "Boy, do you know how difficult it is to make up for the gap between you and me?"

Yang Zhen shook his head and said, "I don't know, and I don't need to know. Is the Spiritual Transformation Stage that great? This Sao Saint has something to ask you!"

Not only the members of the Black Death Tribe, but also the people around were looking at Yang Zhen with curiosity. They didn't know what questions Yang Zhen would ask at this time.

Yang Zhen grinned, slowly raised the Great Sword, pointed it at the Black Death Clan warrior, and asked, "Have you ever risked your life for others in your life?"

Boom! The Great Sword roared and shook the sky. A series of violent air waves swept across the world. All the strength in Yang Zhen's body burst out at this moment.

And Yang Zhen's face also showed an unprecedented solemn expression.

Boom! Yang Zhen took a step forward, and the whole earth made a rumbling sound. He jumped up and rushed towards the Black Death Clan.

In your life, has anyone ever risked their life for someone else?

After hearing Yang Zhen's powerful words, everyone stopped breathing and looked at Yang Zhen in horror as he exploded like a madman.

Hua Youyue and Han Yan'er were both shocked, and were shocked by Yang Zhen's imprint in disbelief. The Sun and Moon swords in their hands made a buzzing sound.

Yang Zhen, he's going to fight to the death! This is probably the first time Yang Zhen is fighting to the death, what kind of power can he unleash?

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The Black Death tribe member looked bewildered. When he saw Yang Zhen rushing over, he sneered, “You don’t know your own limitations!”

Boom! The Black Death Clan member stretched out his hand and pointed, and a black light that penetrated the sky and the earth rushed towards Yang Zhen.

Everyone was shocked by the terrifying black light before them.

“That’s the power!”

"Yang Zhen, be careful, this power is weird!"

This is the aura that caused all the cultivators to fall to the ground mysteriously, with their life and death unknown. It is also the strange existence that can seal one's soul and one spirit.

"Be careful!" Hua Youyue and Han Yan'er shouted in unison and rushed towards the strong men of the Black Death Clan almost at the same time.

Boom! Yang Zhen held the Daque sword in his hand and placed it across his chest. He immediately felt a tremendous force coming and he was thrown back violently until he crashed into a mountain behind him and stopped.

Waves of terrifying power erupted, rocks collapsed and buried the place where Yang Zhen was.

"This... Is Yang really dead?"

Everyone looked at this strange scene in confusion. Although everyone had already guessed the ending, they still felt suffocated when they saw that Yang Zhen's life or death was unknown with just one move.

"They must be dead. Two Mahayana masters died like this. How could Yang Zhen, a cultivator in the Tribulation Crossing Stage, survive?"

"What a pity. Yang Zhen is a man of extraordinary talent, but God is jealous of him."

Seeing the Black Death tribe members laughing strangely and turning around to grab Hua Youyue and Han Yan'er who were rushing towards them, everyone screamed in shock but could do nothing.

"Oh, it hurts, it hurts..."

Boom! The earth and rocks flew, and a figure soared into the sky, laughing loudly, with a huge sword in his hand emitting bursts of black light.

"happy!"

Yang Zhen let out a long roar, and under everyone's shocked gaze, he moved his shoulders and said, "Damn it, if you say you want to fight, you have to show me your true colors, right?"

"Fuck, he's not going to die?"

"This Yang Zhen... Is this Yang Zhen a monster?"

"He is unharmed by this kind of power. Is Yang Zhen's body the body of a ferocious beast?"

(End of this chapter)