In the air, a sneer came. Kui Wu, Taoist Pingguang, and Emperor Ziwei pressed the auspicious clouds one after another and landed on the unknown island. The three of them surrounded Yang Zhen with the power of becoming three talents, and did not dare to relax at all.

Lying in the huge pit, feeling the scorching pain in his back, Yang Zhen's face looked very ugly. Under this powerful force, Yang Zhen's inner palace also suffered extremely serious damage due to Kui Wu's attack. Although this attack did not break Yang Zhen's tendons, it also made Yang Zhen extremely uncomfortable and he couldn't stop vomiting of blood from his mouth.

Be careless! He was really careless!

The pain behind her made Yang Zhen feel a little regretful. The smooth sailing over the years made Yang Zhenzhong's vigilance gradually disappear. After being attacked by Lan Deng on Journey to the West, Yang Zhen was in a panic for a while, and there was a lot of soldiers. However, since Lan Deng's death, Yang Zhen's strength has also changed drastically, and he lost his original vigilance.

It seems that over the past few hundred years, I have lived a very comfortable life!

But now is not the time to regret it. There are three powerful enemies with the cultivation level of Daluo Jinxian outside who are eyeing it. To be honest, Yang Zhen is a little grateful to them now. If they hadn't reminded him, I'm afraid he would suffer even greater losses in the future.

Standing up slowly, Yang Zhen squinted his eyes and looked at Kui Wu, and said in a deep voice: "It's so amazing. I didn't expect that you were just a fool!"

"Kui Wu's honest appearance is indeed very deceptive, but I never expected that you would be so easy to deceive and easily fall into Kui Wu's trap!" Taoist Pingguang said lightly.

Yang Zhen looked gloomy and snorted coldly: "But this opportunity is only one time, next. Are you ready to die?"

When Emperor Ziwei heard this, he laughed and said, "Yang Zhen! Yang Zhen! Can't you see the current form clearly? You are seriously injured now, and you may not even be able to operate your magic power. What else do you fight with us? I originally wanted to give you another chance to surrender to me. But now it seems that you should die!"

At the end, Emperor Ziwei's tone was extremely gloomy.

"Injured!?" Yang Zhen smiled contemptuously and said lightly: "It's indeed injured! In short, I haven't been injured for many years. Even I can't remember when the last time I was injured. It's enough to be proud to hurt me, and I can even smile."

"Huh?" When Emperor Ziwei heard Yang Zhen's shameless words, he lost interest in mocking and attacking Yang Zhen. At such a disadvantage, Yang Zhen was actually confident of defeating the three of them, and obviously he had some support. By the way, the last time in Mount Emei, Yang Zhen used Jiuming Lihuo to repel Yang Jian. Is this the foundation of Yang Zhen's confidence?

Looking at Yang Zhen, Emperor Ziwei said, "Is it because you rely on your fire control power?"

Yang Zhen said: "Yes. Since you have known me, you should know that my strongest magical power is to control the flame."

"Hahaha!" Emperor Ziwei said disdainfully: "Yang Zhen! Don't you know that just relying on Jiuming Lihuo, you can't break the defense of the Xinghuang Banner? Otherwise, the Battle of the Gods, Huo Yunxian, would have killed Jiang Ziya long ago. Although your flame is powerful, I don't take it seriously yet."

"So that's it. It seems that you don't know me well enough!" Yang Zhen chuckled.

Emperor Ziwei asked in confusion: "Oh? Could it be that you have any support?"

"Look at it! My strongest flame magical power!" A light shouted. Yang Zhen stood proudly in the air, with a dazzling fire in his body. The red light on his right hand reflected him like a fire god, mysterious and majestic.

"What kind of fire is this?" Seeing this flame appear, Emperor Ziwei's heart trembled unconsciously. This was a feeling of fear. This feeling came from the fire light in Yang Zhen's hand. Emperor Ziwei didn't know what kind of flame it was, but that feeling of fear still made Emperor Ziwei summon the apricot yellow flag to defend immediately.

Without answering the Ziwei Emperor, Yang Zhen just waved his hand casually, and the Taoist Kuiwu and Pingguang burned, and there was no chance to dodge. The Taoist Kuiwu and Pingguang, the two of them, didn't even know how the flame burned to themselves, died under the flame.

"This is the latest flame I control." Looking at the Ziwei Emperor who couldn't help but retreat, Yang Zhen sneered: "Just a while ago, I fought with Buddhist masters in the Sea of ​​Blood. In that battle, I defeated the Great Shishizhi Buddha with this flame. It's a pity that you were all devoted to planning the throne of the Emperor of Heaven at that time, and did not collect my latest information, otherwise you would not dare to fight me today."

"What kind of fire is this?" Emperor Ziwei asked with a cold sweat on his face.

The two Daluo Jinxians, Kuiwu and Taoist Pingguang, did not even resist, and were burned to ashes, which made Emperor Ziwei frightened. For a moment, he could not even have the intention to resist. At this moment, Emperor Ziwei was just thinking in his heart, if he really wanted to die here today, then let me understand more.

"This is the true fire of the sun!" Yang Zhen seemed to know what Emperor Ziwei was thinking. He did not continue to keep it in hiding, but said bluntly: "I, who possesses this flame, have no more rivals under the quasi-saint. Even if Ran Deng is alive, I am sure to kill him! As for you..."

Speaking of this, Yang Zhen sneered: "Even if you have the apricot yellow flag in your hand, there is only one way to die today."

As soon as the word "卡" fell, Yang Zhen no longer hesitated. The true sun fire in his hand instantly turned into a fire dragon, and instantly swallowed the Ziwei Emperor. Even the seemingly invincible Apricot Yellow Flag was burning under the fire. The true sun fire easily broke through the defense of the Apricot Yellow Flag and burned the Ziwei Emperor to ashes.

After Emperor Ziwei died, Yang Zhen quickly took back the flames and grabbed Xinghuangqi again. After all, Xinghuangqi is still the treasure of the Chan Sect. If Yang Zhen could return this treasure to the Chan Sect, he might also be able to make a good relationship with the Chan Sect and resolve the hatred of the battle in Kunlun Mountain that day.

"This..." Looking at Xinghuangqi's appearance, Yang Zhen couldn't help but be stunned.

Although the apricot yellow flag was burned by the real fire of the sun just now, it looked like there was no trace of being burned, as if it was not the one who had just been burned.

Seeing this, Yang Zhen was a little confused and tried to invade the soul into the Xinghuang Banner, but a very powerful soul instantly bounced Yang Zhen's soul back. Seeing this, Yang Zhen suddenly realized that although this magic weapon was in the hands of Emperor Ziwei, it was not the magic weapon of Emperor Ziwei, but was lent to Emperor Ziwei. Therefore, Emperor Ziwei could not fully control the Xinghuang Banner, nor could he exert all the skills of the Xinghuang Banner.

Otherwise, with the defense of the Xinghuang Banner, even if Yang Zhen uses the sun real fire to calcinate it, he will not break through the defense of the Xinghuang Banner in an instant.

Since the apricot yellow flag is not owned by Emperor Ziwei, Yang Zhen naturally knew who this treasure belonged to.

You meow! You dare to cheat me. Originally, Yang Zhen planned to return the Xinghuang Banner to the Chan Sect to make a good relationship, but now it seems that you are a meow!

Swallowed!

After thinking through everything, Yang Zhen fed the innate spiritual treasure of Xinghuang Banner to the Golden Dragon Scissors without saying a word. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!

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