No one expected that this bastard Yang Zhen would not even say a word of care, but just fired right away, catching Brother Lu off guard and leaving everyone else stunned.

Where is the promised realm suppression?

What happened to the Tianxue Holy Land, which was said to be so powerful that no one dared to provoke it? There were more than a dozen strong men in the Spiritualization Stage and countless strong men in the Mahayana Stage. No one in the entire Beiyu dared to provoke the Tianxue Holy Land. Everyone knew that if you provoked the Tianxue Holy Land, you would almost never be able to stay in Beiyu.

This situation is certainly caused by the arrogance of the disciples of Tianxue Holy Land, who always deliberately pick quarrels and fights. However, isn't the arrogance of these disciples of Tianxue Holy Land because Tianxue Holy Land is indeed too powerful, which makes these disciples fearless?

The cultivators of Beiyu have almost reached a consensus that they would rather fight with the Black Puppet than easily offend the disciples of the Tianxue Holy Land, no matter how low the cultivation level of this disciple is!

But what about Yang Zhen? This bastard, when everyone thought he wouldn't dare to fire, and didn't even think he would really fire, he almost blew Brother Lu's head off with a bang.

you do not say!

If Senior Brother Lu had reacted a little slower, what he would have lost would not be his hair, but his head.

While everyone looked confused and terrified, they all sighed silently in their hearts, saying that he was indeed a powerful Mahayana master, as he was able to dodge even in such a situation.

Yang Zhen didn't expect that Senior Brother Lu could dodge in this situation. He thought that one shot would at least cut off half of his head.

"Huh?"

Yang Zhen seemed not to have heard Senior Brother Lu's angry roar. He blinked and muttered to himself, "Damn, he was able to dodge this. He is indeed a Mahayana cultivator. Let's try another shot!"

As he spoke, Yang Zhen raised the Italian cannon again, scaring Brother Lu so much that he quickly did a pigeon flip, then a lazy donkey roll, and then did an awesome move similar to the Big Thomas turn, dodging Yang Zhen by hundreds of feet, then stopped with a look of anger on his face, and just as he was about to speak, his eyeballs suddenly popped out.

Opposite Senior Brother Lu, a pitch-black Italian cannon muzzle was gathering energy.

"Grass!"

Senior Brother Lu was so excited that a terrifying gust of air erupted with a loud bang. A long snake behind him roared towards the sky, its tongue waving. Its scarlet eyes stared at Yang Zhen intently. Amid the roar, waves similar to water ripples rushed out in all directions.

Boom! Yang Zhen fired a cannon, which directly hit the air wave released by Senior Brother Lu, and immediately blasted him away.

The rest of the people from the Tianxue Holy Land were all horrified and cursed at Yang Zhen in anger. After Yang Zhen turned his gun around, they suddenly fell silent.

In front of thousands of cultivators, no matter how arrogant and domineering the people from the Tianxue Holy Land were, they would not dare to rush forward in front of so many people.

If a group of people really fight one person, it would be embarrassing if they win, and if they lose... it would be a complete disgrace to the Tianxue Holy Land.

Even Ji Yourong was just looking at the fight between Yang Zhen and Senior Brother Lu with surprise, and had no intention of stopping it.

Seeing Yang Zhen hitting Senior Brother Lu further and further away with each shot, everyone felt a sense of unreality.

Since when would a powerful man in the Mahayana period be suppressed by the Zhenyuan Cannon?

Where's the flying sword? Oh, it can't fly out!

As a young man who had experienced many hardships on the blue planet, Yang Saosheng didn't learn anything else from watching movies, but he had mastered the art of point-fire and pressure shooting, and he didn't give Brother Lu any chance with every shot.

Not to mention the flying sword, even Senior Brother Lu, who is a flying man, doesn't dare to hesitate for a moment, otherwise he will rush up with a bang.

"No, we can't let that bastard Yang Zhen continue, otherwise Senior Brother Lu might get hurt!"

"Junior brother, please be patient. My Saint Domain skills are already very profound. With the difference in cultivation between Yang Zhen and Senior Brother Lu, and Senior Brother Lu's terrifying true essence, how many shots can Yang Zhen fire?"

Boom! Senior Brother Lu took the opportunity to unleash a torrent of energy. The long snake behind him suddenly roared, and unexpectedly poked its head out again.

"A double-headed contract, it's actually a double-headed contract. Senior Brother Lu seems to be furious and wants to kill Yang Zhen!"

“Sure enough, the Double-Headed Contract is worthy of being Senior Brother Lu’s famous martial arts. The momentum has doubled. This... just based on the momentum alone, Yang Zhen might not be able to raise his hand!”

Ji Yourong was shocked and looked at Senior Brother Lu in surprise. When he turned to look at Yang Zhen, his eyes were already solemn.

Obviously, Ji Yourong also knew the horror of the double-headed contract.

"Yang Zhen, be careful. I have seen this Senior Brother Lu use the Double Headed Qi to attack, and he severely injured a Mahayana strongman with one strike!"

Someone suddenly reminded Monk Beiyu.

"It's so terrifying, but fellow Daoist, please don't shout. Once this double-headed contract is used, Yang Zhen will definitely lose. This is a suppression of realm and pure power. It can't be changed by more means!"

Sure enough, after hearing this, everyone looked towards Yang Zhen, and saw that Yang Zhen had indeed stopped, with his hand holding the Italian cannon dropping. They immediately exclaimed and expressed their support for Yang Zhen.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

"Yang Zhen, don't give up. Damn it, what's the big deal? It's just a two-headed contract. Cut one off for him!"

"Damn it, it seems very powerful. Don't be afraid, Yang Zhen. If you are afraid... just run!"

"Shut up, all of you!" On the side of Tianxue Holy Land, the young man who looked very reckless shouted in anger, and a wave of earth-yellow air exploded, blowing away countless black puppets and scaring a group of Beiyu monks.

Damn, another powerful Mahayana master.

Since the birth of Tianxue Holy Land, all the Mahayana masters have appeared as if they don't need money. How can those who are still struggling to survive? Seeing Yang Zhen stop, it seems that he can't even lift the arm holding the Italian cannon, and everyone's eyes are fixed.

Since Yang Zhen stopped firing, the situation might be reversed next. Senior Brother Lu is almost going to beat Yang Zhen!

Ji Yourong looked at Yang Zhen deeply, and just as he was about to speak, he suddenly saw Yang Zhen throw away the Italian cannon with a strange look on his face, and turned to the cheap cat still lying on his shoulder and said: "Cheap cat, why can't I feel anything about the realm, are you, you bastard, deceiving me, the slut?"

Everyone was confused when they heard this, not knowing what Yang Zhen was going to do next.

The mean cat said lazily, "You come up and start firing, how can you comprehend anything? I asked you to kill the black puppet, but you fought with this guy with a non-mainstream hairstyle. It's not impossible to comprehend. If you have the guts, you can fight him with your bare hands. This way, you can sense all the breath of heaven and earth, and you can also comprehend heaven and earth in the flow of true energy!"

Yang Zhen was stunned when he heard this, and muttered to himself: "Damn it, so that's how it is. No wonder I had a strange feeling, as if I had locked something out of the door. Now that you bastard said it, it's really the case!"

What…what’s going on? Yang Zhen understood, and the others were confused, even Ji Yourong and Senior Brother Lu were stunned.

During the fight, Senior Brother Lu just burst out with the most terrifying power, but Yang Zhen actually threw away his fearless Italian cannon? Seeing this scene, Senior Brother Lu was overjoyed and stared at Yang Zhen with a gloomy look: "You are dead!"

Yang Zhenque shook his head, suddenly shook his shoulders, swung his hands, jumped up and down, put on a fighting stance, and hooked his finger at Senior Brother Lu: "Come on!"

Come? How? "Yang Zhen, you will die!"

Seeing Yang Zhen's almost ridiculous behavior, even Ji Yourong couldn't stand it anymore! "Stop talking nonsense, let me show you what a real street fighter is!"

(End of this chapter)