Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Demon Wins the Medal Xie Presents Jiao
Seeing Fang Zhen leaving, Xie Zongyuan sneered coldly, his disdain overflowed, he raised his hand and waved, and a white light flew out of his sleeve and went straight in the direction of the Cangcang faction.
He turned his head to look at Zhang Yan a few more times, arched his hand at him, and said, "Thank you for this senior brother, it's just that this demon can't be overcome, you stay and hurt your life in vain, so it's better to leave early." ”
Zhang Yan looked ahead and saw that the two Xuanguang monks were slashing the left and right branches with the Quchang beast-faced broadsword, and they seemed to be a little unable to resist, so he said, "If Senior Brother Xie leaves at this time, there will still be a chance." ”
Xie Zongyuan smiled lightly and said, "As a disciple of the Yuxuan Xie family, how can I escape from the enemy like Fang Zhen? If I die here today, someone will avenge me, and I will not insult the family name. ”
Luo Xiao said softly: "Master, then Xie Zongyuan Dingshi has already used the edict to call the masters of the clan, and he has already relied on it in his heart. ”
Zhang Yan shook his head slightly, and said: "It's a master, I'm afraid I won't be able to come over in a moment, this move is not of much use at the moment, this Xie Zongyuan's courage is not pretended." ”
He turned his eyes to look at the trembling Zhenhai Monument again, and said, "Luo Daoyou, what kind of treasure do you think is blocking the Zhenhai Monument?"
Luo Xiao said: "Master, that Zhenhai Tablet is a high-grade spiritual treasure, not under the Soul Burning Inkstone, and those who can fix this treasure are afraid that it is a mysterious weapon." ”
"Oh. Mysterious Artifact?"
Zhang Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, there were a lot of spiritual weapons on his body, but he had never seen a mysterious weapon, and he thought in his heart: "This thing can't be missed, you need to find a way to get it in your hand." ”
After thinking about it, he had a plan in his heart, and said: "I see that Xie Zongyuan is also quite responsible, although he is not flustered, he is a character, and the two of us managed to lure Qu Chang to other places to kill him, and took the mysterious weapon, so I should sell this person as a favor." ”
The situation below is becoming more and more critical, Qu Chang seems to have not vented his anger suppressed by the Zhenhai Monument just now, and has always refused to let go of Xie Zongyuan, one of the Xuanguang monks couldn't dodge for a while, and was cut off by a knife, Qu Chang raised his foot and kicked again, and stepped on the chest of this person, even if there was a layer of Xuanguang protection, he couldn't resist it, and suddenly his sternum was cracked, and blood flew out of his mouth.
Originally, it was already difficult for the two of them to stop him, and at this moment, there was still a Xuanguang Realm monk left in Zuihou, and he was also helpless, if he didn't have a magic weapon or a superior Xuangong in his body, there was almost no way to face Qu Yue's opponent, and it was the best thing to hinder him for a moment.
Qu Chang slashed with another sword, forcing him to take a few steps away, and then strode forward, ignoring the dozens of wrestlers in front of Xie Zongyuan as if they were nothing, and brutally crashed into it, and suddenly set off a bloody storm.
Just when he cut off the zuihou several wrestlers who were blocking in front of Xie Zongyuan, suddenly, a blue light flew towards his eyes, Qu Chang seemed to be aware of it, subconsciously turned his head sideways, and with a "snort", he actually made a cut on the corner of his forehead, and immediately blood flowed down, and his vision was blurred.
Qu Chang screamed and stretched out his hand to grab it.
How do you know that this blue light turned around, escaped from the palm of his hand, and with a "hiss" sound, he tore a shallow hole in his neck, and then turned continuously in the air, greeting him to the eyes, Qu Chang screamed again and again, protected his face with his hands, and took more than a dozen steps back, which avoided the attack.
Lan Mang jumped into the air and flew back into Zhang Yan's hands.
He couldn't help but nodded, this sword pill was worthy of being cast by Xingchen Essence Sand, if it weren't for his own cultivation, without the use of other magic weapons, it would be enough to kill the other party on the spot, not just a little flesh wound as now.
Qu Chang wiped the blood from his face, raised his head and glared at Zhang Yan, roared, suddenly rose into the air, raised his knife and rushed towards him, a gray light flashed, but it was the piece of the tile that lost the Zhenhai Tablet and returned to him.
Zhang Yan smiled slightly, Cao Feizhou turned around and left, he had just seen that although this Quyue was strong, his eyes were dull, a little delirious, and he seemed to act only on instinct, and flying away was not his strength, not necessarily much faster than Feizhou, since he rushed over to himself, he just led it to a deserted place and cleaned it up with a magic weapon.
He led Quyue away, but Xie Zongyuan was here for a while, he raised his hand and summoned the Zhenhai Tablet back, with this treasure in his hand, he couldn't help but be sure.
The Xuanguang monk hurriedly rushed up and said, "Shiro, since this person has led this demon cultivator away, you don't have to stay here, why don't you go!"
Xie Zongyuan glared at him coldly and said, "I have already sent out a messenger talisman, someone will come later, why are you afraid of this demon? Besides, that Senior Brother Zhang is in danger for me, how can I abandon it? Do you think I am Fang Zhen and the like?"
He is a disciple of the Xie family, where is there a fellow disciple who wants to help him get out of danger, but he walks away? Wouldn't it be shameful for people to spread it?
The monk saw that his eyes were sharp, and he dared to say more, so he hurriedly retreated.
On this side, Zhang Yan fought and retreated, and from time to time he used a sword pill in the air to provoke Qu Chang, leading him to the depths of the woods of Xiaolang Mountain, and soon he arrived at a densely wooded place.
The black light flashed in his sleeve, Luo Xiao came out and stood behind him, looked around, and said in a low voice: "Master, it's just right to do it here." ”
Zhang Yan's eyes flashed, he nodded, divided the soul inkstone and the proclamation pen in his hand with Luo Xiao, and then lowered the flying boat down.
Seeing this, Qu Chang also howled and pounced down.
Zhang Yan pointed a little forward, and the Xingchen Sword Pill flew up again, Qu Chang suffered a lot, and immediately raised it with one hand, protecting his eyebrows, but Zhang Yan smiled slightly, and a colorful sledgehammer had slid into his hand, and then threw it into the air.
Qu Chang covered his vision, unguarded, only heard a "boom" in his ears, and the heart-hitting hammer slammed into his head, and his eyes turned black for a while, and he fell straight from the air, and after knocking down a few rough logs, he fell to the ground.
Zhang Yan was unforgiving, the sleeves of his robe flicked, and a little green light went straight to his throat.
As soon as Ruyi Shensuo came out, a sharp feeling came, and he wanted to devour people's lives, at this moment of life and death, Qu Chang's originally somewhat dull eyes seemed to have regained a little clarity, and he barely stretched out his hand to block, and with a "snort", Shenshuo suddenly fell into his thick arm, and after advancing a few inches, he could no longer go deeper.
Zhang Yan pinched the trick, brought out a rain of blood, and took the Shensuo back, but he didn't cut off the opponent's arm as expected.
He raised his eyebrows slightly, the use of the Ruyi Divine Shuttle has been invincible until now, it is the first time he has encountered this kind of situation, it seems that with his own cultivation, he has not been able to exert the full power of the Ruyi Divine Shuttle.
Qu Chang was repeatedly traumatized, his mind was dizzy, and when he wanted to get up, he suddenly felt a stronger sense of danger behind him, and a cloud pattern vermilion pen appeared there silently at this time, and he couldn't help but stiffen.
It's just that before he can come back from breathing, Zhang Yan raised his hand again, and the heart hammer flew head-on again, Qu Chang roared, half sat up, and tried his best to raise the knife to block, but because he raised the knife with one hand, he sat on the ground and did not use enough force, "dangchang", and the beast-faced broadsword was knocked out.
As soon as the divine soldier in his hand went, Qu Chang was like a tiger without minions at this moment, where was Luo Xiao willing to let go of this opportunity, as soon as he pinched the magic trick, the soul inkstone in his hand flew up, and he fell towards the other party.
As soon as the sky was dark, Qu Chang looked up, and saw a huge inkstone with a radius of five zhang falling like a mountain, he screamed, and held it with both hands, and even wanted to block this inkstone with his arms.
Seeing this, Zhang Yan couldn't help but shake his head.
With a "boom", the whole forest seemed to shake together, the leaves fell like rain, a burst of dust and mist rose, and Qu Chang was crushed into minced meat without even making a sound.
As soon as he died, the talisman lost its owner, and suddenly flew up, as if it was about to escape, Luo Xiao was quick with his hand, stepped forward and grabbed it, saw it struggling in the palm of his hand, and said in surprise: "Master, it is really a mysterious weapon, but this thing has a trace of spiritual truth, and it needs to be brought back and slowly refined before it can be used by the master." ”
Zhang Yan said with a smile: "Since it has been in my hands, I am not in a hurry to clean up this place first, so as not to see the flaws when someone from the door investigates." ”
Luo Xiao nodded, carefully cleaned up the surroundings, and the beast-faced broadsword was also put away.
After all the traces were dealt with, Zhang Yan let Luo Xiao get into his sleeve after changing, and then turned back and forth.
When he returned to the foot of the mountain, Zhang Yan couldn't help but be slightly surprised when he saw that Xie Zongyuan hadn't left.
However, at this time, there was a middle-aged monk standing next to Xie Zongyuan, this person's eyes opened and closed from time to time, there were a few deep wrinkles on his forehead, and his nose was huge, which was impressive, presumably it was a monk from the Xie clan who came to help.
Xie Zongyuan's expression perked up when he saw Zhang Yan, and he said, "Senior Brother Zhang is safe and sound, I am relieved, I don't know where that demon cultivator is now?"
Zhang Yan shook his head and said, "I went around a few circles in the woods to get rid of it, this demon cultivator seems to have been confused, and I don't know where I went later." ”
Xie Zongyuan's eyes showed a slight look of disappointment, and he snorted coldly, and said, "It's a pity, if he dares to come back, he must be good-looking." ”
The middle-aged man beside him coughed and said, "Shiro, since it's fine, it's better for me to go back early, so as not to worry the second uncle." ”
"Slow down, I still have one more thing, Senior Brother Zhang, please stay. Xie Zongyuan waved his hand back and said, "Lift it up." More than a dozen wrestlers behind him stepped forward and lifted up the golden Jiao that was bound with the Yuanyang golden lock.
Xie Zongyuan walked up to Zhang Qian, solemnly bowed his hand to him, and said: "Today, Senior Brother Zhang stayed to help, I can't thank you, this golden Jiao will be given to Senior Brother!
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