Chapter 202 Why are the eldest princess’s sons so powerful?
Yang Zhao's figure was like a flash of lightning, rushing towards Marshal Black Kill in an instant.

The speed was so fast that all the gods present were shocked, and they didn't even have a chance to react. Just as Marshal Heisha was about to fight, he saw Yang Zhao appear in front of him.

At this moment, Marshal Heisha seemed to remember the scene when he was "killed instantly".

Did he want to do it again like last time?
"Humph, absolutely impossible!"

Marshal Heisha roared and swung the sharp blade in his hand towards Yang Zhao.

However, a long sword flashing with cold light suddenly appeared in Yang Zhao's hand - the Heaven-Slaying Demon Blade. This sword seemed to contain the power to destroy the world, and its appearance made the gods present feel a little nervous.

The sharp blade in Marshal Black Kill's hand was like tofu in front of the Sky-Slaying Demon Blade. Yang Zhao easily cut it in two with a single swing of the sword.

At the same time, Marshal Heisha felt a huge force coming, and his body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, heavily crashing into the fairy palaces.

Fortunately, most of the immortals in heaven have gone to the platform of exile now, so there is no need to worry about hitting others.

Seeing Marshal Heisha being blown away by one blow, Tianwu, Tianyong and other six marshals looked at each other. They all knew that although Yang Zhao was young, he was a real strong enemy.

But they didn't expect that Yang Zhao was so strong!

The Black Killer Marshal was a Golden Immortal master, but he couldn't withstand Yang Zhao's attack!
However, as the most trusted marshals of heaven under the command of the Emperor of Heaven, they will naturally not retreat easily!
After a brief hesitation, several marshals attacked together, each using their best magical powers to besiege Yang Zhao.

However, Yang Zhao seemed to be well prepared. His figure kept flashing in the air, and he shuttled among the marshals like a dragon.

Every swing of the sword was carried with the force of thunder, and every dodge was just the right time to avoid the fatal attack.

The Sky-Slaying Demon Blade danced in his hand, carrying unparalleled divine power that no one could stop.

The siege by the marshals not only did not cause any trouble to Yang Zhao, but instead made him more determined to fight.

The Sky-Slaying Demon Blade glowed brighter and brighter in his hand. Every ray of blade light cut through the sky, leaving behind dazzling traces.

"Swish!" With a light sound, the Sky-Slaying Demon Blade in Yang Zhao's hand was as light as a butterfly flying through flowers, but with irresistible sharpness, it directly cut through the golden armor of Marshal Black Kill, leaving a shallow blood mark.

Marshal Heisha took a step back, his face pale. He didn't expect Yang Zhao's strength to be so strong.

Especially the spiritual weapon that was surrounded by murderous aura, which made him terrified.

Tianwu, Tianyong and other great marshals each held a magical weapon and tried their best to keep Yang Zhao. They all tried to kill him without leaving any room for him!

However, Yang Zhao seemed to have anticipated this. He moved like a fish in water amid the siege of the gods. Every dodge and counterattack was just right, as if he could predict the opponent's moves.

The Sky-Slaying Demon Blade danced in his hand, and each swing brought with it the power of a storm. Even the Grand Marshal, who was a Golden Immortal master, could only barely resist and was unable to contain it at all.

The battle was thrilling. Every flash of sword was accompanied by the sound of metal clashing. Yang Zhao was like the wind moving among the gods and no one could touch him.

Grand Marshal Heisha and other grand marshals gradually felt the pressure, and they began to work together to cast formations, trying to unite to besiege Yang Zhao.

But even so, Yang Zhao still easily broke their attack with the Sky-Slaying Demon Blade and his extraordinary body skills.

The battle only lasted for a moment, and Marshal Heisha and others were already covered in wounds. Their magical powers seemed so pale and powerless in front of Yang Zhao.

They had to admit that the strength of the young man in front of them was far beyond their imagination, and their siege was in vain.

Yang Zhao stood in the center of the battlefield, and the blood from the Sky-Slaying Demon Blade dripped onto the ground, making a crisp sound.

There was a hint of coldness in his eyes. He looked at the wounded and breathless marshals and said coldly, "Tell me, where is my mother?"

At this moment, an even more powerful momentum suddenly descended.

The Big Dipper was like a visitor from outer space, slowly descending from the void with supreme majesty.

The leading Tianshu Star Lord looked at Yang Zhao expressionlessly, with a faint light in his hand.

It was an invisible force that seemed to be able to block everything.

As he waved his hand, an invisible wave instantly spread out. That was the power of the "Forbidden Spirit" Taoist Fruit.

The sudden change made everyone present feel an irresistible restraint.

In the face of this power, all spiritual treasures and spiritual weapons lost their luster without exception and became like ordinary iron tools. The Heaven-Slaying Demon Blade in Yang Zhao's hand also became dim at this moment, unable to inspire the previous murderous spirit and sharpness.

He glanced at the magic blade in his hand with a little surprise, and felt that the Sky-Slaying Demon Blade in his hand seemed to have lost its former sharpness and power. His spiritual power could no longer exert its due power through this terrifying spiritual weapon.

At this moment, the Sky-Slaying Demon Blade was just an ordinary long sword and could no longer help him.

He smiled faintly, as if he didn't care about this sudden change. Although he couldn't use the Heaven-Slaying Devil Blade, his body was the best weapon.

Upon seeing this, the three star gods Tianxuan, Tianji and Tianquan immediately knew that this was the best time to suppress Yang Zhao, and they took the lead in attacking Yang Zhao, wanting to suppress him on the spot.

Grand Marshal Heisha and other grand marshals took the opportunity to adjust their status and cooperated with the three star gods to kill Yang Zhao together.

The three Star Lords were all Taiyi Golden Immortals, more powerful than the Black Killing Marshal. They formed a siege with the Black Killing Marshal and others, trying to suppress Yang Zhao with the power of the "Forbidden Spirit" Dao Fruit.

Tianxuan Star Lord summoned the power of the stars in the sky, transforming it into bright starlight blades that slashed down towards Yang Zhao.

Tianji Star Lord stretched out all five fingers of his right hand, and the invisible force of space turned the space where Yang Zhao was into a quagmire, attempting to distort his trajectory of movement and make it impossible for him to move!
The fists of Tianquan Star Lord are invincible. Every punch he throws carries an extremely sharp force, and each punch contains the power to destroy mountains and rivers.

Facing attacks from all directions, Yang Zhao did not retreat. His figure moved left and right on the battlefield like a phantom, and each dodge was extremely accurate.

Even under the suppression of the "Forbidden Spirit" Dao Fruit, his body movements were still unpredictable.

His fists and feet have become his best weapons. Every attack contains the force to break through the air and hit the opponent's vital points directly, like a tiger shuttling through the forest. Even if it has lost its claws, it still exudes an aura that should not be underestimated.

Yang Jian looked at the many immortals and gods besieging his brother, and the anger in his heart erupted like a volcano. He could no longer hold back, and with a loud roar, he rushed to the center of the battlefield like an arrow from a bow.

The Nine Revolutions Yuan Gong he practiced had already reached the fourth level of Xuan Gong. Every day he ate the elixirs made by the Saint Taiqing, just like he was chewing a handful of free candy beans.

This also makes his magical power so powerful that almost no one can match it.

With his impact, the air seemed to condense into substance, and waves of air rolled out, shaking the surrounding fairy palaces.

Tianshu Xingjun didn't take it seriously at first. He waved his hand casually and said to Tianyuan Shenjiang beside him, "Go and take that kid down."

The divine general Tianyuan was burly, holding a sword and looking majestic. He nodded in response, then soared into the air to meet Yang Jian.

Tianyuan Shenjiang is the top general in the heaven. He is very powerful and confident that he can subdue the child in front of him by himself.

However, when he rushed to Yang Jian and was about to attack, Yang Jian punched out first. The fist was so fierce that it seemed as if thunder was exploding in front of his fist.

This punch was as fast as lightning, as powerful as thunder, and so fierce that Tianyuan General had no time to react. He only felt a huge force hitting him, and he was knocked away like a rag bag, and hit heavily on the fairy palaces. The fairy palaces collapsed immediately, and smoke and dust billowed.

Everyone present was shocked, their eyes suddenly fixed on Yang Jian. They did not expect that this seemingly immature boy actually possessed such amazing power.

Tianshu Star Lord finally showed a bit of solemnity in his eyes. He didn't expect that Yang Jian could actually send the Heavenly God General flying with one punch.

Such terrifying power is extremely rare even in heaven.

The gods will instantly become nervous, and they realize that the brothers before them are much more powerful than they imagined.

After Yang Jian sent Tianyuan God General flying with one punch, there was some excitement and excitement on his face, and a faint colorful divine light was lingering on his fist, which was a trace of the natural overflow of his powerful magic power.

There was a hint of surprise in Tianshu Star Lord's eyes. He had lived in heaven for a long time and had seen countless gods and heroes, but it was rare to see someone like Yang Jian who possessed such power at such a young age.

How come Princess Yao Ji's children are all so powerful? !

At the same time, Ao Ming in the distance also widened his eyes.

Originally, he was worried that Yang Jian would be in danger if he rushed forward, and wanted to go forward to help. However, when he saw Yang Jian knock Tianyuan God General away with one punch, he stopped immediately. The whole Longsheng was greatly shocked.

He had long known that Yang Ling's family were extraordinary, but he did not expect that even Yang Jian, a seemingly insignificant child, possessed such amazing strength.

This is too exaggerated!
Yang Jian is clearly just a child!

No matter how you look at it, the divine general who was knocked away by his punch must have at least the ability of a Xuanxian, right?
On the battlefield, Yang Jian did not become complacent with his successful attack, for he knew that his brother was still fighting fiercely with the gods in heaven.

Yang Jian took off into the air again, his figure streaking across the sky like a meteor, heading straight towards Marshal Heisha.

He has disliked this guy for a long time!
(End of this chapter)