"Who?"

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yang just stepped back and shouted loudly in front of him.

Oops! Found out!

Just now, when Zhang Yang approached, several men in green were slaughtering wild boars, which were noisy and quarrels; and now, several people were sitting around the fire, and the situation was different, so Zhang Yang was careless...[]

Palala!

With the sound of clothes facing the wind, several men in green had already rushed over.

Under the moonlight, the long sword dancing in his hand is dazzling and bright.

Zhang Yang made a quick decision and did not escape, but instead called the ghost servant and rushed forward.

The sharp claws were swinging, flashing with a cold light, directly attacking the peak monk of the Qi Refining Stage.

Capture the king first! As long as you kill this most threatening existence in one fell swoop, the battle situation will be of great benefit to you.

bite!

Zhang Yang's sharp claws suddenly opened the sword that was stabbed first, and ignored the other swords, and swung the other claw towards the most powerful man in blue.

ah!

With a scream, the purple-black claws instantly penetrated into the man in blue's chest.

Zhang Yang is now at the ninth level of the corpse, and he naturally has the advantage in fighting with human cultivators of the same level. With his intentional calculation and unintentionality, and his courage to fight desperately, he succeeded in one blow.

Bobobo!

After several consecutive sounds, the swords of the other people were hit one after another, one by one, and the other two hit Zhang Yang, and the stratum corneum overlapping on the skin was slipped away without piercing it.

"Woohohohohoho!"

Zhang Yang let out a smug laugh in his throat, and he swung the body of the man in blue and smashed it towards the three of them.

Bang bang!

Two black shadows howled and rolled into a ball and fell to the ground; another man in blue who was at the peak of level 8 of the Qi Refining Stage jumped back and dodged, and at the same time, a jade slip had already appeared in his hand. Although his movements were a little flustered, his expression was shocked.

Zhang Yang's eyes condensed - report the jade slip! Zhang Yang was very familiar with this and knew in his heart that he could never let him crush the jade slip.

Whoosh!

He stepped on his feet on the ground and rushed over like lightning.

Just as Zhang Yang's feet left the ground, the man in blue at level 8 raised his mouth and showed a sneer. With a wave of his hand, the jade slip had disappeared. He held a sword in his right hand and drew a strange arc in the air. A powerful magic power instantly condensed.

Zhang Yang felt a little shocked - Not good! He was deceived!

However, there was no way out at this time, and Zhang Yang didn't believe that if he had a level nine corpse, would he lose to a level eight-level Qi Refining Cultivator in close-to-head confrontation?

Heartbroken!

roar!

With a roar, all the strength surged, the muscles of the right arm were twisted, and the sharp claws flashed with a heart-pounding cold light, and they slapped over to the long sword.

The man in blue at the peak of the eighth level of Qi Refining Stage also showed a solemn expression. As his magic power surged, the long sword in his hand flashed with a rich yellow light, like the most exciting laser sword.

"Return to the Yuan!"

With a loud shout, the yellow lightsaber shot towards him like a meteor.

Heart palpitations!

Heart palpitations!

Zhang Yang's mouth trembled. Before the connection was reached, a feeling of badness in his heart had risen. The originally plain power of the man in blue rose sharply, and the attack power that instantly burst out far exceeded that of Zhang Yang.

Bo!

The two forces collided, and the sound of a big balloon burst out.

In an instant, Zhang Yang only felt a huge force coming, his claws bounced away immediately, and the yellow sword light stabbed the chest without decay.

Bang!

Zhang Yang's robe suddenly exploded, and the cloth floated around like a butterfly; a blood mist splattered, and the long sword pierced through his chest and came out from his back.

Zhang Yang felt it clearly that the sword was originally directed towards the heart, but the long sword first swung its claws. Although it had an absolute advantage, its strength was cut a part of it. Then, when the sword tip pierced the skin, it was slipped by the hard cuticle layer and barely staggered the heart.

However, the sword light was extremely powerful, not only piercing the chest, but also exploded with an average power, bringing up a cloud of blood mist.

At this time, the effect of Zhang Yang's tempering for many days was revealed, and the muscles instantly squirmed, clamping the blade that pierced into his body.

Sizzle!

The light of the long sword belongs to the fiery masculine power, as if a branding iron is imprinted into the flesh and blood. This burning reaches the soul directly.

Woo--

With the huge pain, Zhang Yang's face was instantly distorted.

“Huh?”

The man in blue at the peak of level 8 did not expect this result. After pulling it, he found that the sword was stuck in the muscles and could not be pulled back. He was shocked and let go of the sword, and his body was about to retreat.

roar!

Zhang Yang naturally would not miss such a great opportunity, and his sharp claws were swung out again.

Swish!

A black claw flashed, blood splattered, and a head rolled down instantly.

This series of actions happened in a flash.

After the man in blue was killed, the other two had just reacted.

Seeing that the two most powerful senior brothers had died, they all screamed, and they didn't even have the courage to resist, so they turned around and ran away.

One of them deserves the most. I don’t know when there was an extra jade slip in my hand and it was about to break it at any time.

Oops!

Zhang Yang said in his heart, and even the sword in front of his chest didn't bother to pull out, and he had already pounced on him. At the same time, with a thought, the ghost servant received an order to chase another person.

roar!

Zhang Yang growled, his eyes turned red, and his figure swept away like a wind.

Click!

With the sound of glass shattering, Zhang Yang's heart instantly sank into the bottom of the valley - the jade slip was crushed.

Zhang Yang swung his sharp claws.

Swish!

The man in blue directly cut off the neck and a head flew up.

On the other side, the last man in blue saw the ghost servant chasing him, turned over and stabbed him with a sword, forcing him to drive him away, but his figure was also stagnant.

It was this delay that destined him to be a cup.

Zhang Yang has already chased after him.

He was covered in blood, with a green face and fangs, and an image like a god of killing... coupled with the series of decisive killings just now, the man in blue had been scared to death. He had already had a striking force, but he didn't even lift his sword. Zhang Yang's claws had arrived.

puff!

It was inserted directly into the chest and crushed the heart.

roar!

Zhang Yang roared, pulled out the long sword on his chest and put it into the bag of objects.

The firm face did not hesitate at all. She patted the bag of objects and placed a few blood coffins in front of her.

Swallowing!

Several light flashed, and the bodies of several men in blue and the ghost servant were all taken away.

Even the battlefield was different, Zhang Yang did not dare to stop at all. He took a picture of a magical talisman and escaped to the distance with all his strength.

...

After a stick of incense, gusts of wind came, and several men in green rushed over.

Seeing the blood all over the ground, he first showed a look of surprise, and then cast a tracking spell, following the traces and chased far away.

When they arrived at a river beach, several people stopped and after some exploration nearby, they gathered together again and completely lost their tracks.

After a while, a light of light came over and wandered around, and there was nothing to do.

In just a short time, dozens of people in blue had gathered by the river, and as many as five or six were able to fly with swords.

"Hmph! Killing Qingshan and others to escape means he is still nearby. Moreover, not walking with a sword means he has not even reached the Foundation Establishment Stage! A corpse cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage will not escape far! Find it for me, search through the nearby hills, and find him for me!"

Middle-aged monk Wu Feng's eyes flashed with vicious light.

“Yes, Master!
To be continued...