"I didn't expect that you would be the first person I met when I came out."

Zhang Yang's face also had a smile.

"Very good! I have been looking for you for thousands of years, just hoping to fight you again. Now that I meet you, we will have a good fight."

The Three Treasures raised their hands, and the bright light flashed. The Three Treasures Swords had been sacrificed, and they were full of fighting spirit.

"Oh? Can you crack my time flow slowing power?" Zhang Yang's spiritual sense moved, and the Fucang sword was sacrificed, and the green light flashed in his hand. However, he asked curiously.

The last time he defeated the Three Treasures, he relied on the two clones to move at the same time, and then used his innate magical power to slow down the flow of time. Unexpectedly, he cut off one of the Three Treasures' arm.

"Yes! The master gave me a treasure. Now, I am no longer afraid that your time flow will slow down. You should be careful." Sanbao nodded.

Zhang Yang felt a little nervous, but on the surface he was not moved at all.

Is Jiuying so powerful?

If this natural magical power time flow slowing fails when dealing with Jiuying, Zhang Yang is very understanding and has the mental preparation. However, Jiuying just gives a treasure, which can make the three treasures not afraid of the time flow slowing down, which is too terrifying.

"Create a clone, move instantly, and the flow of time is slow... You are the person I have ever seen, except for the master, who knows the most talented magical powers. You are very strong! So, even if you are only at the level of a half-step hair slag now, and I have the cultivation level of the God Transformation Stage, I will not feel guilty about it. You are worth my full efforts, let's let go!"

Sanbao stared at Zhang Yang, and the three treasure swords in his hand whispered softly.

Buzz —

The Fucang Sword was stimulated and also a soft whisper.

The Three Treasure Sword, the Fucang Sword... In ancient times, Jiuying and Fucang once held this divine weapon, roaming and wantonly.

The spirits of these two divine weapons also have high fighting spirits between them.

In this case, Zhang Yang had no possibility of avoiding it at all.

What's more, Zhang Yang didn't want to avoid anything.

"Okay! You have to be careful. I have gained something over the past few thousand years. If you look at it from the perspective of the battle, then this victory will belong to me!"

Zhang Yang smiled on his face. It seemed that he was kind to remind the other party, but in fact he was dispelling the other party's fighting spirit.

"Then let's see who wins and who loses!"

Sanbao shouted loudly, and the sword in his hand shone brightly. He suddenly took action.

Zhang Yang had already made preparations. As the Fucang sword in his hand chanted, the blue sword light rose up like a horse.

boom!

Two immortal weapons had a full blow, and the violent shock wave exploded. A mountain on the ground was suddenly overturned and rocks flew.

"Hahaha... good luck! You have really mastered the Fucang Sword! This is interesting! good luck!"

Not only did the Sanbao not worry about Zhang Yang's strength, he laughed.

bite--

The two of them took action one after another, and the sound of the collision of the immortal weapon was connected. It resounded through the world like a long tremor.

roar--

Ao--

Woo--

The nearby monsters and birds were frightened. They rushed one by one and fled around.

Some of them were even affected. In the face of the huge shock wave, these powerful monsters had their bodies like fragile tofu. As long as they touched, they would immediately shatter, and blood mixed with the soil splattered.

"bring it on!"

The three treasures shouted.

Crack!

But I saw a series of crisp sounds coming from Sanbao's body, like fried beans. With this sound, Sanbao's body suddenly rose by half, and its already burly body became thicker.

"My transformation technique can increase my strength several times. Fellow Daoist Zhang must be careful!"

Three treasures reminded him. Sure enough, his breath also skyrocketed with the transformation process, and the blade of the long sword in his hand became even brighter.

"roar--"

Zhang Yang roared, took out several small black bottles with his hands, and flicked his fingers, and with a "pop", the bottle plug popped open, and then he raised his head and poured everything in the small black bottle as if it were in his mouth.

At the same time, the "swallowing" technique is implemented.

call--

Zhang Yang's body seemed to be inflatable, getting bigger and bigger. His original height was more than 2 feet high, and at a speed visible to the naked eye, it quickly grew to more than 2 feet.

The muscles and muscles on the body are like roots of an old tree, with sharp minions and ferocious faces, like a powerful god.

"You... do you also understand the art of transformation?" Sanbao was obviously a little surprised.

"Free! Now, we're even again." Zhang Yang smiled strangely.

"Okay! You've been giving me more and more surprises!"

"Production! There will be even greater surprises waiting for you."

Zhang Yang laughed strangely, his figure flashed, disappeared in place, the next moment—

Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!

Four figures flashed and appeared on the four sides of the Three Treasures.

The first one was that the green light flashed in his hand, constantly sucking and spitting, and it was holding the Fucang Sword in his hand.

Second, a long black banner in his hand was invisible, and the black smoke was rolling, and in the thick smoke, one by one, the sharp souls were vaguely visible. Before they could be used, the sound of ghosts and howlings were disturbing people's hearts and souls, and the power was so powerful that it was obvious.

Third, a long sword in his hand, although it does not shine, its aura is undoubtedly an immortal weapon.

This long sword was naturally the immortal weapon that Zhang Yang obtained after killing Miao Lang. With Zhang Yang's strength as a half-step flying zombie, he could not recognize the master of the immortal weapon. At that time, he was able to recognize the master of the Fucang Sword because he was able to recognize the master of the Fucang Sword in the battle with the Three Treasures, and then Zhang Yang got a bargain.

However, although he did not recognize his master, the power of this immortal weapon should not be underestimated.

The fourth one, his hands were empty, he stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes staring at the Three Treasures.

Each of these four figures has a 90% strength in Zhang Yang's body.

This is a new tactic invented by Zhang Yang after fighting Miao Lang. He used the talented magical clone technique to the extreme.

Every clone differentiated by this clone technique has 90% of its original strength. For Zhang Yang, who has many treasures, every clone can exert extremely powerful combat power when holding a treasure.

Zhang Yang even had a plan to collect ten immortal weapons in the future. In this way, when using the clone technique, the ten clones each held the immortal weapons in their hands. Even those who are several times more powerful than themselves may end up in hatred.

However, the number of this clone and the duration of the clone can last are all affected by the strength of the spiritual consciousness.

Zhang Yang can divide into ten clones at most, but if he really divides into ten clones, his spiritual sense will not last long and will disintegrate.

Now four clones have been divided, and it feels that the spiritual consciousness is consumed extremely violently, just like a flood breaking a dam.

"Talented magical powers, cloning techniques?" Sanbao's face changed slightly.

Zhang Yang also changed color slightly. He really didn't expect that Sanbao could see his magical power at a glance. As expected, every one of these old monsters who have been old for a long time cannot be underestimated.

"Yes! It's the clone technique. Now, let's continue the battle!"

As soon as the words were finished, the three Zhang Yangs launched an attack at the same time. The light of the Fucang sword was like a blue horse training; the Ten Thousand Demons Flags were waving. The gray-black fog filled the ghosts and the wolf roared; the long sword was ordinary. However, the cold air also made people know that as long as it was hit, there was absolutely no reason to be spared.

While the three treasures were retracted, the long sword in their hand flashed with a blazing light. They swung an arc and were about to slash towards the three treasures.

It was just this critical moment, but Zhang Yang saw the last clone of his magic tricks.

Buzz —

A rhythmic shock, and the flow of time of the gifted magical powers slowly unfolds!

But when the wave reached the side of the Three Treasures, a bright light on the Three Treasures' chest was extremely dazzling and flashed. The slow vibration of the time flow of the natural magic power was immediately broken.

Bobobobobobo!

There was a burst of explosion, but it was the Sanbao sword that opened the Fucang sword and blocked the long sword. The remaining sword energy penetrated into the thick black fog of the Ten Thousand Demon Banner, and immediately bursts of firecracker-like explosions.

Although the Three Treasures blocked this series of attacks, they were obviously extremely difficult. Their face began to look ugly. I knew that if this continued, it would be inevitable that they would fall.

Zhang Yang naturally saw this situation clearly, and was about to launch a second wave of attacks.

Suddenly, a warning signal arose, and the clone standing with his hands immediately teleported and disappeared in place.

Swallows, swishes, swishes—

More than a dozen golden lights flashed and disappeared in the place where the clone disappeared.

Swish!

When the clone flashed dozens of miles away, the dozens of golden lights also appeared.

Puff puff puff!

Every golden light pierced into the clone, and it was like breaking a piece of paper, tearing a big hole in the clone. More than a dozen golden lights instantly tore the clone into pieces, turning into ashes, and disappearing into the air.

A figure slowly emerged, fighting side by side with Sanbao, with a smile on his face: "How about it, Sanbao, you said you should not capsize in the gutter, why would you almost lose your life?"

"Hmph! Wuying, you are so light. Don't look at how Fellow Daoist Zhang only has half of the flying zombie cultivation, but he is extremely powerful in his magical powers. I think Sanbao is not his opponent. If you are interested, you can go up and try it." Sanbao actually breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Wuying's appearance. However, the two of them quarreled when they met, and they also snorted coldly and rolled their eyes.
To be continued...