Zheng Yuanzhou's true yuan fluctuated, surpassing the blood of the corpse.

This is beyond Chen Yang's surprise.

Of course, Zheng Yanzhou's physical talents are not as good as those of the corpses.

However, he has an advantage over Chen Yang when fighting against Chen Yang.

He will not be suppressed by Chen Yang's fire dragon mood because of the evil spirits like the corpse monster.

Therefore, in the case of confronting Chen Yang, his combat power is actually similar to that of Blood Slaughter, and even slightly better, which brings a slight pressure to Chen Yang.

However, Chen Yang was not alarmed at all.

It's very simple, because, at this moment, his consciousness has reached level 980.

Zheng Yanzhou is the pinnacle of the false mansion, and it is 800 steps at most. It is absolutely impossible to be higher than Chen Yang.

Although to this day, Chen Yang has only learned the simplest form of spiritual disturbance, but as long as he has a higher level of spiritual power than Zheng Yanzhou, then the disturbance of spiritual awareness will definitely work.

Therefore, no matter how strong Zheng Yanzhou's strength is, as long as his consciousness is weaker than Chen Yang, he is not Chen Yang's opponent.

Chen Yang did not intend to fight with Zheng Yanzhou, and decided to attack directly with consciousness to solve the battle.

"Eagle hits the sky!"

Zheng Yanzhou's sword flared out, just like the thick true Yuan in the early days of Zhenfu. He surged out of his body, condensed on the blade, formed a sword gas, and was released.

The sword-qi transformed into a giant eagle, with a lifelike form, spreading its wings, more than 50 meters wide, covering the sky and covering the sun, and it was terrifying.

The mood of the giant eagle descended and blended into the sword qi of the giant eagle.

The two eagles merged, and the power of sword qi was even higher.

"Eagle strikes the sky is a heaven-level medium-class supernatural power. I heard that Brother Zheng was practicing, but it was already practiced."

"This magical power coincides with the mood of his understanding, and he can play to the extreme."

"The power of that giant eagle, in the early days of Zhenfu, must not be able to handle it."

"Don't talk about the normal early days of the real government. Even the strongest in the early years of the real government may not be able to take over."

"It is indeed the first person under Xiafeng, and it really is great!"

Seeing the giant eagle rushing towards Chen Yang, the disciples who watched the battle were amazed.

Zhou Yuerong was solemn and shook her head secretly.

She was eager to rescue Chen Yang, but even her couldn't break the dead cage.

And, even if she could, she could not violate the rules of the college.

Yu Ziwen, Nangong Yunshang, Yan Guinan, and Lu Ruoxue were all very ugly, clenched their fists, were very nervous, but could not help.

Ren Zifei sneered at the corner of his mouth: "Hum, this time, I don't believe you can live."

Everyone thinks that at this moment, Chen Yang will die.

But at this moment, suddenly, Zheng Yanzhou's face was terrified, his eyes widened, as if something terrible had happened.

"Well, what happened to Brother Zheng?"

Someone was aware of this scene and was surprised.

But when he finished speaking, when others looked over, Zheng Yanzhou's eyes had lost his glory, and the whole person seemed to have no control and fell vertically downward.

At the same time, the sword strength of the giant eagle that attacked Chen Yang decreased sharply.

Because the artistic conception disappeared, only the sword spirit condensed by Zhenyuan remained.

"A purple sword."

The blade of Chen Yang shook in his hands, dozens of swordsmans were released, and the attacked giant eagle was smashed with anger, making a loud noise.

Immediately afterwards, Zheng Yanzhou fell into the valley.

Although he didn't have the slightest defense, he was the pinnacle of a fake house after all, and his body strength was very high. This free fall just scratched him and did not break his hands.

He lay on the ground, motionless, as if dead.

However, everyone can clearly sense his breathing and energy fluctuations.

In other words, he is still alive.

Since we are alive, why is there no movement?

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned.

I was still fighting inside the dead cage. It was very calm and weird at this moment.

In silence, someone shouted, "Brother Zheng, Brother Zheng ..."

No matter how he shouted, Zheng Yanzhou didn't react at all.

brush.

A purple swordmang was released from the air and penetrated the back of Zheng Yanzhou, leaving a blood spot.

Zheng Yanzhou lay on the ground, still motionless, as if nothing had happened.

However, his breathing and fluctuations in the real yuan all stopped.

This moment, fell into silence.

Zheng Yanzhou died, and the battle ended like this?

He suddenly fell and was killed by Chen Yang. How could this be the result?

When a dead cage's beam of light is formed, it starts from above, slowly converges, and disappears deep below the ground.

At this point, everyone came back to God.

It turned out that the battle was really over.

Looking at the situation in the valley, everyone is in a daze. This ending is too subversive and unexpected.

"Ah, my contribution point, but I bet 30,000 on Zheng Yanzhou!"

Suddenly, an exclamation broke the silence.

Everyone came to their senses, all of them panicking and suffering.

They thought that Zheng Yanzhou would win this battle.

Therefore, most people put their contribution points on Zheng Yanzhou.

But I didn't expect that, somehow, Zheng Yanzhou suddenly fainted and was picked up by Chen Yang for cheap.

The two people who have contributed three and five points of contribution to Chen Yang ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ are regretful. If I knew this, I would like to contribute more to Chen Yang.

Although they can also divide Zheng Yanzhou's prize pool, but the bet amount is low, the proportion is also low, only to score dozens of points.

Dozens of contribution points are not useful at all.

Because they have invested thousands of points in Zheng Yanzhou, they still lose more than they pay.

Ren Zi flew for a while before returning to God.

Looking at a different ending than he expected, he stared at Chen Yang, his eyes full of unwillingness, and he said ruthlessly: "You can't die like this, your life is too great."

Then, Ren Zifei was already thinking about what to do next to set Chen Yang to death.

But for a while, he didn't think of any good strategy.

He looked at Zheng Yanzhou lying on the ground, and hummed, secretly: "It's really useless, but he fell down. But what happened, why did he suddenly fall?"

Ren Zifei believed that if it wasn't for Zheng Yanzhou's sudden fall, the eagle struck the sword in the sky, and with the blessing of the artistic conception, he would definitely kill Chen Yang.

"Ha ha ha, good luck, Brother Zheng surrendered!"

Chen Yang laughed and looked at Zhou Yuerong, who was still analyzing the situation, and shouted, "Elder Zhou, please announce the result."

In fact, you don't need Zhou Yuerong to announce, everyone knows the result.

But according to the rules, as the referee, she still has to announce.

She returned to God, looked at Chen Yang suspiciously, and then announced: "Chen Yang challenges Zheng Yanzhou's dead cage, Chen Yangsheng!"

"Oh yeah!"

Excitement came from the mountain peaks.

But the sound was very low, because at the moment, only Yu Ziwen could laugh.

Zhou Yuerong looked at Chen Yang who was flying towards her and asked, "Chen Yang, why did Zheng Yanzhou suddenly lose consciousness and fall from the air?"