From Zhang Yang's mouth, he learned that the place he was going to was Bixia Valley, which was a place that Jilin had never heard of, but as long as he could go on the road with the lovely Xiaoqing and eat delicious food that he had never eaten before, he was very satisfied, and he was not afraid of the sea of swords.

It's really a fulfilling and happy day, for Jilin.

Early the next morning, the three of them packed up, watched Zhang Yang suddenly make a weird-looking thing, and watched with envy Zhang Yang and Xiaoqing crowded into the crowded space, Jilin raised the copper coin, and followed Zhang Yang's small plane.

The three of them just walked and stopped.

Until the eighth day, Zhang Yang, Xiaoqing, and Jilin were watching with curiosity the battle scene of several monks besieging a monk not far ahead.

The besieged person was a teenager, although he was not very old, but he was also a psychic cultivator, and his childish face was firm.

There were five besiegers, one of whom was in the Jindan period, three in the psychic stage, and one in the congenital stage.

Jin Danqi is a middle-aged man with a smile on his face watching the four people besiege this young man.

The young man struggled to support, and if it weren't for the fact that the four besieging men were not experienced enough in combat, he would have been defeated a long time ago.

The boy was also depressed and tight, inexplicably, just because one of the five girls in the congenital period was very beautiful, and he couldn't help but take a look, and he was surrounded by five people and beaten, it was really a trick to provoke whom, because the girl said that she wanted to have a good time, and the monk of the Jindan period withdrew from the battle circle and watched from the sidelines, but even if it was like this, the boy couldn't last long.

The young man's burst of spiritual power forced the four of them to use their body techniques to withdraw from the battle circle and wanted to get a little respite, and suddenly saw Zhang Yang and the other three, and their eyes lit up, "Master, help." ”

Zhang Yang, who was about to turn around and leave, looked strange, Xiaoqing wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and Jilin always had a naïve expression.

The four people besieging the boy stopped, and after seeing Zhang Yang and the other three, one of the very beautiful girls stood up, "Hey, you big monk, don't meddle with things, be careful that Miss Ben takes off your head and kicks you as a kick." ”

Zhang Yang's face was black, and the young man had already moved quickly in front of Zhang Yang and the others, and made a big salute, "This master, please save my life, but just one glance at that girl, he was about to gouge out my eyes, it's terrible." As he spoke, the young man pointed to the girl who had just spoken.

The monk of the Jindan period suddenly noticed Jilin, hesitated, and walked next to the girl, "Miss, that fat man is not easy to mess with." ”

The girl glared fiercely at the monk of the Jindan period, "You waste, you can't be messed with by anyone, so I'll inform my father, you can go directly to be a flower fertilizer." ”

The other three psychic monks shuddered and glanced at each other, their eyes full of fear.

The monk of the Jindan period hurriedly knelt down to the girl, and said hurriedly: "Miss, don't tell the palace master, please Miss for the sake of the old slave's conscientious work over the years, and surround the old slave's life." ”

The girl glanced at the Jindan monk who had been kneeling and kowtowing bored, ignored it, and faced Zhang Yang and the others, "Great monk, you hand over this person and cut off your own hands, and Miss Ben will spare your disrespect." ”

Zhang Yang has a black line, the girl in front of him is arrogant to the bone, "Ji Daoyou, are there many such people?"

Jilin thought for a moment and shook his head, "There are very few people like this, according to her arrogance and her humble posture of the old slave of the Jindan period, I will think of one person, the palace master of the Shadow Moon Palace." ”

Zhang Yang asked, "Is the Shadow Moon Palace very powerful?"

Ji Lin glanced at Zhang Yang like an idiot, "Zhang Daoyou, your experience is really, the Shadow Moon Palace was originally an obscure little demon sect organization, because of the current Shadow Moon Palace Palace Master's eloquence, he stood out among many demon sects, and now there is a faint trend of the first demon sect." ”

"Isn't that amazing?"

"It's amazing, it's amazing. The palace master of the Shadow Moon Palace is cruel and murderous, and he is also famous in the monk world. ”

When the young man heard the name of the Shadow Moon Palace, his whole body trembled like chaff, his face turned pale, and beads of sweat the size of beans slid down his cheeks, wetting the long hair on his forehead.

When the girl heard Jilin talk about Shadow Moon Valley, she proudly straightened up her very inconspicuous chest, and said arrogantly: "Since you know the identity of Miss Ben, why don't you hurry up and hand over that kid, the three of you have cut off your hands, and Miss Ben will spare your life." ”

Zhang Yang was a little helpless, "Is your father here?"

The girl was stunned and shook her head.

Zhang Yang continued: "Then are you as good as your father?"

The girl didn't know why, and shook her head again.

"Then with what confidence do you have to let us cut off our hands ourselves? Ji Daoyou, the old man of the Jindan period, will be handed over to you, and he will be slaughtered directly. Zhang Yang said lightly, taking out the death dance steps from the space, Xiaoqing was also ready to fight, and thunder and lightning were wrapped all over her body.

The girl looked at Zhang Yang and the others who were about to do it, and was a little confused, usually when she heard her father's name, didn't they all kneel down and beg for mercy? And then she let these people go?

The old slave of the Jindan period and the servants of the three psychic periods stood in front of the girl.

Originally, he didn't recruit anyone and didn't mess with anyone, since he wanted to cut off his hands, this kind of thing was simply inexplicable, but Zhang Yang, who had already experienced a lot of life and death, was a small scene for this kind of thing.

He decided to make the first move, the fourth gear started without a trace, and appeared directly in front of a servant in the psychic period, the death dance step was against the servant's head, pulled the trigger, and a gunshot rang out, and the servant in the psychic period did not react, and was directly hit by the ice bullet in the gun, slid a few feet in mid-air, fell to the ground, and after a few convulsions, he remained motionless and slowly turned into an ice sculpture.

One blow killed a servant of the psychic period, and the remaining two servants of the psychic period had a look of fear, and they sacrificed magic weapons one after another, and the monk of the Jindan period also had a dignified face, and the flying sword in his hand rose in the sky and was about to slash at Zhang Yang, Jilin Void reached out and grabbed it, and the long sword was directly grabbed by a giant hand, unable to move for half a minute, and the monk of the Jindan period was full of horror.

Jilin's burst of cheers rang out, "Burst." The giant hand clenched fiercely, and the flying sword exploded directly in the giant hand, and the Jindan monk was depressed because the natal flying sword was broken, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he was depressed, looked at Jilin, and shouted in dismay; "You are Jilin who stole the door." ”

Jilin's little eyes narrowed slightly, "Oh, you actually know me?"

The Jindan monk fought with the already injured Jindan to use his spiritual power to throw the girl back, "Miss, run, this person..."

The giant hand slowly disappeared, and the Jindan monk was lying in a five-finger pit at the moment, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, motionless.

The girl screamed, grabbed in mid-air by a giant hand that appeared out of thin air, and the girl struggled uselessly.

Xiaoqing also did it when she was in Jilin and the Jindan period monks, although it was only in the congenital period, but because her body was an immortal soldier, her body was comparable to that of the Jindan period monks, and she exchanged experiences with Liu Jingqing in the bamboo forest building, imitating the sonic boom punch, and punching it out, although she couldn't punch more than the speed of sound like Liu Jingqing.

However, the speed of this punch was also extremely fast, and the thunder and lightning were entwined in the fist, and the sound of thunder sounded.

A punch hit the flying sword sacrificed by the servant, the flying sword was directly hit by a punch and exploded, the fist was unabated, and it hit the servant, as if it was struck by a thunderbolt out of thin air, the servant was scorched black, flew out upside down, and landed near the ice sculpture, and the congenital period solved the psychic period with a blow, and Zhang Yang's scalp was numb, if he was punched by Xiaoqing like this, phew, hasn't he been punched by Xiaoqing?

The young man who called for help to Zhang Yang was shocked at this moment, these three people seem to be a little incredible, the same level of second injury, no, this girl is even more terrifying, the second injury of the next level, and it is also a second kill of a big realm, I can't imagine where these three people came from.

Zhang Yang moved to the side of the last servant without a trace, the muzzle of the gun against his head, and the last servant was also solved with one shot, blowing away the cold air coming out of the muzzle, and the death dance step rotated twice in his hand, looking at the girl who was grabbed by the giant hand in mid-air at this moment and struggling.

The girl had tears in her eyes, a stubborn face, and glared fiercely at Zhang Yang and the other three, as well as the teenager who secretly looked at her, she swore that her father would avenge her.