Reborn for ten thousand years, the Eternal Heavenly Lord

Chapter 131 God Transformation War

Yang Sen took the lead and headed towards the Cangsheng Sect Law Enforcement Hall. The four people behind him dared to be angry but did not dare to speak. They thought, this guy must have eaten explosives, he was so angry today.

"Second brother, what important matter do you want to discuss with Fourth Master?"

Zhang Dafeng's hand covering the cigarette rod trembled, and the veins on the back of his hand were exposed. He did not care about Yang Sen's verbal advantage, but said quietly: "Did you beat someone from the Law Enforcement Hall?"

"beated!"

"You are provoking the law enforcement hall, who gave you the courage?"

Zhang Dafeng suddenly became furious, and his anger turned all the tables and chairs around him into powder. A flaming figure appeared behind him, looking down, staring at Yang Sen condescendingly. Although he was only 1.3 meters tall, his aura at this moment was definitely more than two meters tall. It was eight meters tall, and coupled with the blessing of the human-shaped flame behind him, the whole momentum was like a fire god coming to the world, burning the sky with fire.

The deacon of the Law Enforcement Hall returned to the back of the hall and told the captain about the twists and turns of inviting Yang Sen back. The captain saw that the ancestor's combat mode was on at this moment, and that the ancestor was backing up the battle. He expected that Yang Sen would not dare to take action, so he ran away directly He walked to Yang Sen and pointed at Yang Sen's nose and cursed loudly: "You are an unfamiliar foreign dog. You dare to beat the people sent by our ancestors to summon you. If I give you some time, you will not even dare to climb into our law enforcement hall." It’s on my head.”

After saying that, I still felt uneasy. I took a deep breath and scolded Yang Sen in the face: "My ancestor asked you to discuss important matters with good intentions, but you have this attitude and don't look at the monk's face to look at the Buddha's face. You can't even see the ancestor." You don’t even give them face, don’t you know who you are and who they are, and you beat them when you ask them to, do you think the Cangsheng Sect’s surname is Yang?”

Yang Sen raised the corners of his mouth diagonally, narrowed his triangular eyes slightly, and suddenly stretched out a kick to kick the man in front of him away. He wiped his face in disgust, then looked at the soles of his shoes, and wiped them back and forth on the ground a few times. He picked up the soles of his shoes again and looked at them. He seemed to feel that kicking this person through his shoes would make the shoes disgusting.

"Old Ancestor!"

The man was kicked so hard that he rolled around and half in the air, with his butt on the ground and a tightness in his chest. After finally exhaling, he cried loudly: "Old Ancestor! Look at this foreign dog, he has no face at all." Even if I don’t give it to you, I dare to beat your grandson directly in front of you. Think about how badly we were treated in a place where your glory did not shine. Please ask me for justice!”

Several other people in the Law Enforcement Hall also shouted at the same time: "Please, Ancestor, seek justice!"

A trace of surprise flashed across Zhang Dafeng's eyebrows, and he was very confused about Yang Sen's performance today. Seeing him so unscrupulously at this moment, anger surged into his heart, and he tilted his mouth and shouted in a low voice: "Yang Sen!"

"Fourth Master is here! Take care of your health, old man. You can see that your voice is low when you say this. If Fourth Master hadn't had a sharp ear, he probably wouldn't have heard what you said. When you are old, just obey your old age. Why don't you pretend to be a monkey in the Flame Mountain and get angry again? I can shorten your 1.3-meter body, so hurry up and tell me if you have anything to say, Fourth Master, I still have something to do."

Yang Sen raised his head from the position where he was bowing his head to clean his shoes. He didn't pay attention to Zhang Dafeng's threat at all. Who is not in the realm of transformation, touching the flame incarnation, I am afraid, as if the fourth master is not, bad luck!

He stretched out his hands and stretched out his arms. With a "boom" sound, the moisture in the air condensed into water and then into ice. A tall ice and snow statue condensed behind him. His snow-white eyes were also staring at Zhang Dafeng. The expression of the statue is relaxed, half smiling but not smiling.

Zhang Dafeng suddenly changed his color and became furious. He used his cane to blow up the thick stone slabs on the ground. The flame statue behind him also made a glaring diamond shape, stretched out one arm and shouted: "You are so shabby, wait until I take you down and tear you to pieces." That mouth of yours."

Yang Sen's expression changed, from relaxed to disdainful, and he said directly: "It's just you. If it weren't for the fact that you are an old man, Fourth Master, I would have got rid of you a long time ago, and it would be your turn to point at Fourth Master, no It’s just that you are older and can’t be used as a cultivation base, so I think you have a high cultivation base.”

After saying that, he raised a finger, pointed at Zhang Dafeng contemptuously, and said slowly: "It's just you, take down the Fourth Master. You can only dream about this wish when you are asleep."

If Zhang Dafeng had scruples before, then his words at this moment were the bomb that blew them to pieces.He raised the crutch in his hand and slashed an arc-shaped air blade at Yang Sen. The dry smoke gun in his other hand was pointed behind the air blade, and his moves never left the important acupuncture points on Yang Sen's body.

After the flame statue behind him swung out one arm, he also applied the power of the fire spirit to Zhang Dafeng's weapon, turning his palm into a finger. The sword finger overlapped with Zhang Dafeng's tobacco pole and pointed towards Yang Sen.

Yang Sen immediately lowered his waist and set up a stake, turned his palms into fists, and two white spiritual energy quickly flowed from his body to his arms. He punched out, scattering Guguai's air blade, and blocked Zhang Dafeng's dry smoke gun with another punch.

Both of them were prepared, one came with anger, and the other wanted to make things worse. Neither of them had the strength to control it, so they fought with all their strength. The Law Enforcement Hall was a house that only a few people could enter, and it could withstand the full strength of the two god-transformation monks. With one blow, there was a loud "bang" sound, and the law enforcement hall cracked to the left and right from where the two bombarded them, and collapsed suddenly. As the bombardment began, several people in the hall were directly knocked away by the aura of the two people. Vomiting blood while flying.

Zhang Dafeng saw that Yang Sen took both of the angry blows lightly, and finally paid attention to the fourth elder who had been ignored by him. He used crutches to support himself, and the dry pipe was pinned to his back, and the flame statue was held in his arms. Holding Zhang Dafeng, he merged his body with Zhang Dafeng, and there were red flames in his hands. A ball of flames ignited from the top of his head, instantly surrounding his whole body again. A voice came out from the fire, which sounded like he was gritting his teeth. "It seems that I underestimate you."

The two powerful gods in the transformation stage are fighting in the sect, which has long attracted many people from the sect to come here to watch, and the number of people is increasing. Not only are there disciples and worshipers, but also in the great elder's retreat place, A powerful aura crossed the space and came oppressively.

Yang Sen curled up his lips, the plan was successful.

Zhang Dafeng, who was in the firelight, saw that his move was blocked and his opponent smiled contemptuously. He thought that he had been despised by him, so the firelight on his body crackled outwards and the color also changed from red to blue.

He roared crazily, used his spiritual power to control his fists, and punched Yang Sen with a surging breath and scorching fire, "You fucking die!"

All the power of the middle-level God Transformation exploded, and Zhang Dafeng was now in a state of rage.

Yang Sen had already begun to mobilize his spiritual power, which spread all over his body. Looking at the crazy Zhang Dafeng, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes. He also shouted loudly and exploded like thunder. The frost statue behind him crossed his left arm and a line of ice The shield stood in front of the chest, and his right hand rotated several times in the air, like a big snowflake turning its sharp edge, cutting towards Zhang Dafeng. The fist and shield met, like thick glass being broken, and a "chip" sound shook the surrounding area. The person feels dizzy, feels nauseous and feels like vomiting.

An icy aura swept out. After years of retreat and tolerance, I still want to retreat. With Zhang Dafeng, I can't.

Yang Sen's posture of sitting on the horse with his waist lowered did not change, and he threw out the same punch without any avoidance.

Ice quickly condensed from the point where his fist was struck, and a large area of ​​space brought by his fist immediately grew a white glow, and the sound of ice and snow merging was continuous.

A ball of power wrapped in ice struck Zhang Dafeng's fire fist again.

"boom"

There was another explosion, and the ground seemed to be turned over by thousands of people at the same time. There was a constant crackling sound, and a huge circular pit appeared where the two people bombarded.

A large amount of thick smoke erupted from the intersection of water and fire in the air, but neither of them deliberately drove it away.

The two people surrounded by black smoke continued to exchange punches in the void. "Boom, boom, boom" was heard continuously. Holes of different sizes appeared around the pit, and sand and gravel fell to the bottom of the pit. .

The two exchanged punches again, separated, and stood looking at each other in the void.

Yang Sen still maintained his punching posture.

Zhang Dafeng's hands naturally dropped, his eyes were cold, and his murderous intent overflowed, making people shudder. Waves of fear covered the disciples who were watching the battle. This was murderous intent. The two masters of the God Transformation stage actually attacked each other in the sect. A murderous intention arose.

Crazy!