"One. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" Zhang Yun only counted the number when he heard the words "I follow you" coming from behind him. He didn't have time to guess how much water was in the sentence, but turned abruptly when his body's limit was about to be forced out by approaching the box.

Zhang Yun's turn this time can no longer be described as adventurous, because it is simply looking for death.

Heading in the direction of the ghost dragon rushing out, isn't it just looking for death? It's also a very stupid act of looking for death.

The leader of the road obviously hesitated, but was frightened by the ghost dragons behind him, who did not retreat and began to be driven by desire to pounce desperately, so he had to start running. The target of his run was Zhang Yun, so the ghost dragons began to wonder a little, why did these two people who were still running frantically for their lives a moment ago suddenly rush towards them, are they really crazy?

Zhang Yun is not crazy, but the person leading the way is indeed a little crazy. But the leader had no choice, because he knew that he couldn't go to the edge of the box, and those ghost dragons would definitely be able to pounce on him in the end, and it didn't seem like a bad choice to follow Zhang Yun to gamble with him when he was dying.

What's more, Zhang Yun can always create miracles from desperate situations.

The first ghost dragon that could pounce on Zhang Yun jumped up without any hesitation, the huge head and hideous face, the bloody mouth was completely open, and the goal was to swallow Zhang Yun's upper body in one gulp.

The leader regretted it one moment, but the next moment he was so shocked that he didn't know what to say.

The ghost dragon that pounced on Zhang Yun actually forcibly twisted its body halfway and smashed it to the side, like a frightened mouse, it crawled away from Zhang Yun and fled, as if staying by Zhang Yun's side for a moment longer would make him die without a place to be buried.

Without sword intent, no fist power, no monstrous internal force true qi, no fantasy body method, Zhang Yun's running speed was still the same, and the difference between him and the ghost dragon before he raised it was probably that he raised his right hand.

The passer-by knew that even if he killed him, he would not believe that Zhang Yun could scare off the dragon god with only his right hand, you must know that even if it was the sword god who was sucked into the box, it was also a dragon god who was defeated with absolutely strong strength, and it was still completely impossible to "scare away", let alone scare the dragon god to the point of urine.

In an instant, the leader who occupied most of the country involuntarily quickened his pace, he wanted to get closer to Zhang Yun, which would not only be safer, but also allow him to see Zhang Yun's magical right hand more clearly.

Because the second ghost dragon didn't make any pounce movements at all and began to flee, then the third and fourth...... The ghost dragons within ten zhang of Zhang Yun's body began to flee, and they were all the kind of panicked and frightened way of escaping, and even several of them rushed over from a few feet away from the person who led the way, but it was as if they didn't see the person leading the way at all, and they only knew how to escape.

The leader finally saw Zhang Yun's right hand clearly, and there was a piece of wood in the raised right hand.

What kind of sacred wood is this? The passers-by didn't see this piece of wood, but they were even more puzzled when they saw it, so that they couldn't understand why those dragon gods respected a small piece of wood like a god.

Zhang Yun was happy because his inferences had come true, but he was also even more frustrated, because he was far away from Yi Jian, and God knew if there was still a chance to save people.

Time was running out, and it was impossible for Zhang Yun to stop, because he knew very well that the wood chip in his hand, to be exact, the wood chip that had been cut from the box containing the ominous sword must have limited effectiveness. Therefore, Zhang Yun had to hurry up and make sure that he could get to the calculated location before the potency of the wood chips disappeared.

The passer-by would never have imagined that a piece of wood that had been picked off could have such a huge effect, but he also noticed a problem as he ran. That is, the distance that those ghost dragons began to flee was getting closer and closer, from the first ten zhang to nine zhang quickly, and then continued to shorten little by little as Zhang Yun continued to run.

"The effect will eventually disappear, I advise you to use your brains less and move your legs more!" Zhang Yun suddenly roared as if he had eyes in the back of his head, and the slightly relaxed leader trembled in fright, and hurriedly sped up his speed, following closely behind Zhang Yun.

"If you want to jump for a while, please ask for more blessings, this time seriously. Zhang Yun heard the approach of footsteps behind him, so he finished his last advice, and then lowered his head and began to speed up regardless of it, completely sparing the consumption of physical strength.

The distance of the ghost dragon's retreat had shrunk to less than three feet, and the fleeing ghost dragon seemed to notice the decrease in threat after relieving itself, so it came back to its tail. Zhang Yun's speed began to suffer, and he was almost stepped on by a leader who got too close.

Zhang Yun sneered in his heart, he could feel the other party's intention to snatch this wood chip, that kick just now was obviously a temptation, if he fell just now, then the wood chip would inevitably be snatched away by the passer-by.

Good intentions are treated as beasts with the liver and lungs of a donkey. Zhang Yun cursed secretly in his heart, and the last trace of pity for the passer-by disappeared. He looked at the target location that was still some distance away, and decided to be a ruthless character, in order to be able to survive and find an opportunity to seek Yi Jian, and even more so that he himself could get out alive.

Zhang Yun suddenly stumbled under his feet, his body rushed forward directly, and the wood chip in his right hand seemed to be about to come out of his hand as if he couldn't hold it.

The passer-by's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he couldn't care much anymore, so he took two steps and kicked Zhang Yun's right rib, and at the same time bent down and copied the piece of wood that was not too big.

It's only half the size of a palm, unlike what I've seen before...... The passer-by suddenly realized that the feeling around him was wrong, and then saw Zhang Yun, who was kicked away by him, rolling up to the ground, and running in another direction with a piece of wood held high. The two of them were instantly filled with ghost dragons, and at this time, the ghost dragons no longer fled from the wood, but formed a large circle around the two.

It was no longer possible for the leader to catch up with Zhang Yun, because the wood chips in his hand were so small that those ghost dragons had already surrounded him, so that he could not change his direction at all except continue to run in the original direction at a slower and slower speed.

Next, Zhang Yun did another thing that made the passer-by want to vomit blood. He casually threw most of the piece of wood in his hand forward, making a passage between the ghost dragons, and then found a larger piece of wood in the thick special pocket around his waist, and shook it at the passer-by.

"Damn you can't always speak, you're damned. These were Zhang Yun's last words, because the power of the wooden block was too great, and as soon as it got out of the extremely thick cloth bag, the ghost dragons around him began to repeat the farts and urine flow that was even more exaggerated than before, and the pressure on the side of the passerby rose rapidly.

The people who led the way could no longer see where Zhang Yun had gone, because the surroundings were densely stacked with dragon gods, no, they were stacked with ghost dragons. He couldn't go any further, as the ghost dragons had squeezed within seven feet of him.

Damn it? Am I a damn person? I just want to get out alive......

A ghost dragon pounced on the courage and buried the word "go" in the heart of the passer-by forever in his heart.