Chapter 48: Fortune in the Mountains (Ask for Recommendation Votes!)

The mountain beam is about one meter wide, uneven, rugged and difficult to walk, on both sides of the mountain beam, there is a bottomless abyss, and the mountain is high and windy, each time can only move half a step small and half a step, in order to ensure the stability of the body.

If the step is too big, the wind is whistling, and a standing is unstable, it is necessary to plant the mountain beam, the name of more than half a step, from this, this mountain beam of more than 20 meters long, it has become the natural danger of the gang of robbers who cross the mountain wind.

When Ye Zhen arrived more than half a step, the sky was already completely dark, and the mountains and forests were even darker!

After seeing this panorama of more than half a step, Ye Zhen gasped, this half step was too dangerous. Although it is said that his snake bullet grass can now span a distance of forty meters with a single flick, but in this half a step, Ye Zhen really has no confidence in using it safely.

The uneven mountain beam, the narrowest place is only half a step, close to the place on both sides of the walled gate, it is densely covered with thistle terrestris by the bandits, rushing past, a little careless, about to fall off this cliff!

With his left hand, he lifted the back of the neck of the bearded three masters, and the hanging head immediately stood up, and his right hand held the back of the three masters, Ye Zhen shrank behind the three masters, manipulating the corpse of the three masters to step on more than half a step, and slowly moved towards the old nest of the mountain wind.

"Who?"

"Who?"

"Speak, don't speak, Lao Tzu shoots arrows!"

The moment Ye Zhen stepped on more than half a step, the bandits on the opposite side discovered Ye Zhen's figure, to be precise, he found the figure of the bearded three-in-command, and asked repeatedly.

As soon as he made a sound, he would definitely reveal his stuffing, Ye Zhen made up his mind not to say anything, the corpse in his hand was already a three-in-command of the mountain wind, and he must have prestige among the bandits.

There were many people on the door of the thief village, and when he saw that the person did not speak, he shook the torch vigorously, and by the light of the fire, the sharp-eyed guy recognized the identity of the person.

"It's the three masters, it's the three masters! The three masters, what about the other brothers, the boss said that you can bring a lot of goods immediately, why didn't you see anyone else!"

Ye Zhen didn't answer, he moved cautiously under his footsteps, just this kung fu, more than half a step of more than 20 meters, Ye Zhen had already walked half of the corpse of the three masters.

"The three masters, why don't you speak? Are you injured?" The torches on the other side danced more urgently, and by the light of the fire, they could already see the blood stains on the corners of the three masters' mouths.

"Three-in-command?"

The bandit on the opposite side was extremely vigilant, and after asking a few times without answering, a torch was thrown high in the gate and thrown to Ye Zhen's side.

Almost the moment the torch was thrown, Ye Zhen knew that something was wrong and was about to be discovered!

In an instant, the torches thrown out took a clear picture of the appearance of the three masters, and the closed eyes, the iron blue face, the blood stains on the corners of the mouth, the large hole in the collapsed chest, and the feet a few inches above the ground were all clearly illuminated.

Almost at the same time, Ye Zhen's tongue bloomed with spring thunder, and he roared angrily: "Hurry up and open the door for Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu is injured!" When he roared, Ye Zhen's instinctive hands made the soft head of the third master stand suddenly.

"Hell!" the timid bandit cried out when he saw all this.

In the dark night, the torches are shining, and the three masters floating on the mountain beam are like ghosts.

It can be regarded as the third master with a beard and beard who has prestige among the bandits, and under Ye Zhen's inexplicable roar, several bandits who were guarding the gate of the village instinctively pushed the gate open.

Taking advantage of the inexplicable shock of many bandits, Ye Zhen also took a few steps with the firelight, and immediately approached within five meters of the walled gate.

"It's not good, the three masters are dead, someone has touched it, shoot quickly, release the arrows quickly!" a quick-reacting bandit roared.

"Quick, close the door, it's not the third master!"

Woohoo!

The sound of arrows rang out abruptly.

Almost the moment the thief door shouted, Ye Zhen's figure suddenly fell, and with another flick, he rushed towards the walled gate like an arrow with the corpse of the three masters, and the moment he rushed out, the corpse of the three masters in his hand threw more than a dozen sharp arrows shot above his head, and Ye Zhen's fists were already densely covered with Zhenyuan, smashing towards the walled gate!

Boom!

Pieces of wood fly.

Ye Zhen's fists slammed into the wooden gate like a battering ram, not only smashing open the gate that was about to be closed, but also smashing the wooden gate out of two big holes, and the four thieves guarding behind the door spit blood and flew out.

Attacking the walled gate, with torches planted everywhere, his vision was immediately cheerful, and there was no danger of falling off the cliff anytime and anywhere before, Ye Zhen's body was illusory, and he immediately attacked the two bandits who were about to shoot arrows at him.

With a light grip of both hands, he took two sharp arrows into his hands, pounced closer, and inserted his backhand, and the two sharp arrows penetrated into the chests of the two thieves.

For a while, Ye Zhen was like a tiger entering the flock, killing these bandits and ghosts crying wolves, and some thieves even knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

Ye Zhen didn't have the slightest softness, whether it was a bandit who practiced blood three or four times, or an ordinary thief who only knew a little bit of kung fu, they all slashed and killed.

The scene in the woods had already taught Ye Zhen an extremely cruel and bloody lesson, not to mention the dozen or so shriveled corpses hanging in the courtyard of the cottage at this time.

Everything made this young man's heart as hard as iron at this moment!

Ye Zhen, the thief at the gate of the village, did not kill them all, leaving two to let them escape inside the cottage, and Ye Zhen just stuck tightly behind.

Along the way, two bandits who had been let go by Ye Zhen shouted frantically, and from time to time there were bandits who heard the movement and rushed over.

But in front of Ye Zhen now, any existence below the True Yuan Realm, under Ye Zhen's hands, couldn't walk half a round, and his body was fluttering, and he was killed by Ye Zhen with a palm.

I followed all the way to several faint houses, and when I passed by a house, a thief who didn't even wear pants jumped out and slashed at Ye Zhen with a knife.

On the big knife, the pale cyan true yuan is densely covered like water.

Ye Zhen didn't even look at the Wuyue Divine Fist that blasted out of the air, and before the punch arrived, the cyan fist mark blew the thief's head into a rotten watermelon.

"The second in charge"

The two thieves in front of them suddenly screamed as if they had been pinched by someone, and one of them even fell to the ground in horror.

It turned out that it was Ye Zhen's casual punch that killed the second leader of this mountain wind.

With one palm, he chopped the throat of the bandit who was limp on the ground, Ye Zhen slammed the neck of the only remaining thief in his sight, lifted it up in the air, and asked, "What about the mountain wind?"

The thief rolled his eyes, and reluctantly raised his arm to point to the only courtyard here, and with a few clicks, Ye Zhen directly crushed his neck bone.

The moment Ye Zhenjing stepped into the courtyard, a big man with an open chest and a belly full of chest hair also stepped out of the inner hall.

"Little lady of the He family, let you think about it for half an hour, if you cross the mountain wind from me, it will definitely not insult you, and even your father will be very beneficial!

When he stepped out of the inner hall, the mountain wind persuaded himself to a girl who was tied with a rope in the inner hall.

"I'm a fly, so try it!"

Sou!

Ye Zhen burst out in an instant, and a snake bullet grass cooperated with the Wuyue Divine Fist to kill him in the air.

Well?

His eyes were fixed, looking at the menacing Ye Zhen, the expression of the mountain wind also became extremely solemn, and his palms were illusory, and he greeted him with a fist that seemed to be slow and fast.

Bang!

The two true elements collided violently together, blowing up a small whirlwind, Ye Zhen's body did not move, but the mountain wind retreated half a step.

"True Yuan Dual Cultivation?" Ye Zhen snorted coldly. Ye Zhen's current cultivation is comparable to the late stage of the True Yuan Realm, but with his extremely pure True Yuan, the people who can fight with him only have the existence of the True Yuan Double or even stronger.

Guo Shanfeng's brows furrowed suddenly, and he was very surprised by Ye Zhen's strength.

"Brother, which way, why do you want to kick my field, but where do we offend, you open a way, I will not be ambiguous when I cross the mountain. A trick suffered a small loss, and the eyes of the mountain wind flickered.

"I want your head, will you give it?" Ye Zhen sneered.

"Boy, don't be ignorant! I don't see this bit of cultivation in my eyes, so you'd better know each other. ”

"yes, come on!"

With a roar of rage, Ye Zhen rushed forward like a whirlwind, and the Thunder Leopard Electric Light Fist, which had just been learned, was deployed.

"I don't know what to lift!"

The mountain wind shouted angrily, the fist momentum changed, and the seemingly slow and fast fist that greeted Ye Zhen's killing move before came up again. However, this time, the mountain wind has used this seemingly slow and fast punch even more skillfully.

The fist seems to be slow and fast, endless, the front is endless, the stamina is made, there are like water waves, faintly, the true yuan of the mountain wind has turned into a faint water blue, which seems to be extremely clever.

What's even worse is that once this kind of fist is slightly touched, it will be sticky, making people feel trapped in layers of strange continuous force fields, and their gestures are quite unpleasant, and their strength cannot be fully exerted.

"This punch technique performed by the mountain wind is definitely a martial art of the middle grade of the human rank!"

Ye Zhen's face became more and more solemn, whether it was the Wuyue Divine Fist, or the Thunder Leopard Electric Light Fist, or the Inch Collapse Fist, they couldn't even break through the endless fist momentum of the mountain wind, faintly, the continuous force field was able to contain Ye Zhen's fist technique.

If it weren't for Ye Zhen's incomparably pure True Yuan, if he could overwhelm the mountain wind in the True Yuan, Ye Zhen would probably be defeated.

Half an hour has passed, and the fist momentum of the mountain wind is still as continuous as water waves, and Ye Zhen's fist that has fallen into it is becoming more and more decadent.

"It's a pity that I didn't perfectly fuse the Thunder Leopard Electric Light Fist with the Inch Collapse Fist, otherwise, one punch could defeat him!"

Secretly sighed, Ye Zhen's figure was even connected with the continuous fist momentum of the mountain wind, his body was unstable, and with a shake of his shoulders, a flaw was revealed.

The mountain wind, which had been entangled for a long time, was already anxious, and his eyes suddenly shone brightly, and with a progress, he cut towards Ye Zhen's throat with one palm.

Almost at the same time, Ye Zhen's body shook slightly, and he slammed his shoulders diagonally into the mountain wind, and his shoulders were instantly densely covered with true yuan, and they shook at a strange frequency.

Snake Walking!

"Not good!"

The mountain wind that found the change exclaimed, but the palm of his hand still irrepressibly cut Ye Zhen's shoulder, and Ye Zhen also crashed into the mountain wind's arms.

However, the palm of the mountain wind is not vegetarian, even though Ye Zhen has long been densely covered with Zhenyuan defense, and there is even more snake swimming, that palm still makes Ye Zhen's right arm lose consciousness.

The right arm lost consciousness, and Ye Zhen's left hand lightning-like sixteen points of blue light were lit up, and the spirit snake cut off the pulse of the hand to seal the yuan.

It was visible to the naked eye, the figure of the mountain wind stiffened slightly, and the sound of bursting through Ye Zhen's vein and true yuan like bursting beans sounded in his body.

This fleeting fighter, Ye Zhen seized it instantly.

As soon as the body moved, his left fist suddenly exerted force, and with an inch of collapse, the fist slammed into the chest of Guoshan Feng.

Bang bang bang!

The dense sound of shattering that could almost be heard sounded from the body of the mountain wind, which was the sound of the mountain wind's internal organs being shattered by the collapse of the fist.

There were several crunchs in his throat, and with a roar of the wind, he fell backwards.

Looking at the falling mountain wind, Ye Zhen secretly said ashamed, he still had to use the old method to trap the mountain wind, relying on the snake to make meritorious achievements, and his martial arts skills were still too thin.

In the inner hall not far away, the little lady of the He family, who struggled to climb to the door to watch the battle, looked at Ye Zhen, who had killed the mountain wind with one punch, and her eyes flashed with brilliance.

Casually dealt with the injury on his shoulder, Ye Zhen squatted down and searched in the arms of the mountain wind, with Ye Zhen's understanding, this mountain wind's family background will definitely not be less.

To Ye Zhen's surprise, after touching it around, there was no gain.

When Ye was really disappointed, his eyes suddenly swept over a simple bracelet half-covered by the sleeves of the mountain windbreaker, the style of this bracelet was very similar to the storage treasure in the hand of the gold ingot.

"Really?"

As soon as his mind moved, Ye Zhen wanted to take off the bracelet on the wrist of the mountain wind, and almost at the same time, dense footsteps sounded from outside the courtyard gate, accompanied by the sound of a bow and crossbow.

Suddenly, Ye Zhen's back tightened suddenly, and a feeling of extreme danger came to his mind.

PS: Just to explain, it's too late today, I'm really sorry, for whatever reason, I bowed to the brothers first.

However, Zhu San is also helpless, the girl has hand, foot and mouth disease, tossed all night last night, entered the hospital this morning, and came back from the hospital at more than three o'clock, and now I can give a chapter to the brothers.

Today's second update will definitely be updated, but it is estimated that it will be very late. Around twelve o'clock. When the illness of the third daughter of Zhu has passed, Zhu San will try to update it stably on a regular basis.

At the end, I have to shout: The four-thousand-word chapter is presented, young man, where are your tickets!

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