Chapter Thirty-Nine: Breakthrough, Samurai!

Yuruo Valley, which is a relatively safe place in the Donglin Mountains. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, in the valley of Youruo, a young man was lying among the flowers, the young man's face was pale, and there was still a trace of pain between his eyebrows.

"Daddy!" The young man who had closed his eyes instantly opened his eyes, and a trace of cold sweat broke out all over his body.

He looked around, and the mountains were bright red, red.

The Zhou family in the eastern suburbs, the Ouyang family, the wind and the war maniac, the Black Stone Dream family, the eldest grandson of Southern Xinjiang!

The young man's mind kept recalling this event, and his fists clenched.

"Daddy, you wait for me, in four years, I, Jiang Zhen, will tell the eldest grandson tribe that your Jiang Haoyu's son is not comparable to anyone." Jiang Zhen's eyes revealed a hint of determination.

Four years, this is not much for Jiang Zhen, but it is not a lot.

In his previous life, he practiced for thousands of years, and derived his family to the peak, and now, in four years, he will take many fewer detours than in his previous life, and he can also practice some exercises that he could not practice in his previous life.

"I didn't expect that there was such a place in the Donglin Mountain Range that was so rich in the vitality of heaven and earth." Jiang Zhen thought to himself, and a smile appeared on his face.

After staying here for three months, Jiang Zhen was confident that he could reach the realm of a samurai.

Once you enter the samurai, this is the beginning of the practice of the Heavenly Witch Song.

Martial artists are just practicing their bodies and refining their blood, and after the warrior realm, the exercises of Tianwu Song are complete cultivation.

Whether it's the physique, or the bloodline, or even the weirdest soul, the Heavenly Witch Song is involved.

Looking at the sea of flowers within a radius of nearly ten miles, Jiang Zhen also took a deep breath.

Shadow was separated from him when he was in Windwind, but he believed that he and Shadow would meet again.

"Little master, the place I'm talking about is the front." A voice with a hint of excitement sounded, and I saw a lean man walking among the flowers with three embarrassed youths.

When they enter the flowers, the whole person seems to have walked to heaven on earth.

"It's so rich in heaven and earth vitality, how did you find out about the thin monkey?" The most gorgeously dressed young man took a deep breath greedily and looked at the lean man.

"I also discovered it by accident, I know that the little master is on the verge of breaking through, and this place must be useful to the little master, so I brought the little master here." The lean man looked at the young man and said respectfully.

The young man nodded, and said with a hint of calm on his face: "This time when I return to the family, I will let Daddy reward you well." ”

Hearing the young man's words, the thin man's face showed a hint of satisfaction, wasn't he doing this for this?

Now, the young man took a deep breath, sat down among the flowers, sealed his hands, and began to cultivate.

After the young man entered the cultivation, the two extremely embarrassed young men also sat down and recovered.

They had originally come to the Donglin Mountains to train, but yesterday, they encountered a mouse, a mouse with black hair all over its body.

Rats are not scary, even if they are demon beasts, they are only the lowest level of the demon clan, but that rat does not seem to be an ordinary mouse.

It was like a thunderbolt, and it could split the claws of a boulder, which was not something that an ordinary rat could have.

Watching the young man enter the cultivation, the lean man's whole person instantly became vigilant, and he looked around.

This is the Donglin Mountain Range, and a crisis can arise at any time, so he must protect these people.

These people are the pride of the Ouyang family in the eastern suburbs, and he doesn't dare to let them have any accidents, otherwise his future future will be ruined.

Jiang Zhen looked at the four people from a distance, three of them he didn't know, but he knew the young man who was the leader.

That young man is none other than that young man, that young man is the grandson of the great elder of the Ouyang family---Ouyang Wenshu!

Ouyang Wenshu was twenty years old, and he had already reached the realm of a first-class warrior, and he was also a genius in the eastern suburbs.

However, his name is different from his personality, he is very violent, likes to play with people, and in the eastern suburbs, his reputation is surprisingly bad.

Jiang Zhen already had a grudge against the Ouyang family, and now, Ouyang Wenshu, the pride of the Ouyang family's son of heaven, appeared in front of him, which instantly made him feel murderous.

As one of the three major families in the Eastern Suburbs City, the Ouyang family acted domineeringly, which had already made many monks in the Eastern Suburbs City dissatisfied, but because of the strength of the Ouyang family, they only dared to be angry and did not dare to speak.

Now that Ouyang Wenshu is in front of his eyes, how could he let him go?

He was not healed from his injuries now, but he still believed that he could kill them.

He took a deep breath, took a sword in his hand, and slowly stepped out.

The sword was an iron mother long sword sent by Qin Feng, and the long sword revealed a trace of cold killing intent.

The sword is already out of its sheath, how can it return without drinking blood?

Perhaps smelling a hint of murderous intent, the lean man looked in Jiang Zhen's direction.

He looked at a young man, holding a long sword, his eyes grim.

There's someone here!

The lean man didn't expect that there was a teenager here.

The young man's realm is very low, much lower than him, but in this young man's body, he smells a sense of crisis.

He has been hovering on the edge of life and death all year round, and this sense of crisis rarely comes, but every time he comes, it is destined to be a bitter battle.

Now, this young man still exudes a sense of crisis, and this sense of crisis makes him feel jealous.

"Who are you? Why here? The lean man looked at Jiang Zhen with an indifferent expression.

Jiang Zhen raised his head, there was still a trace of indifference in his eyes, and said calmly: "I didn't ask you what you are doing here, you asked me first, don't you know that this flower garden belongs to my master?" ”

Jiang Zhen's voice had a hint of indifference, and the long sword in his hand trembled slightly, emitting a hint of soft groaning.

"This little brother, I don't know who your master is?" The thin man took a deep breath, looked at Jiang Zhen and said with a smile.

This young man may not be terrible, but the master in his mouth must be very strong, otherwise how dare he plant such a large flower garden in this Donglin Mountain Range.

"You don't have the right to know, now I'll give you a chance, leave or die!" Jiang Zhen said indifferently.

Among this group of people, he was most afraid of this lean man, this lean man was a fourth-level warrior, if he was not injured, he would still dare to fight, but now, he was not injured, and the battle was also a bitter battle.

The thin man frowned, a little unhappy in his heart, and looked at Ouyang Wenshu and the others, but there was a trace of bitterness in his heart.

"Little master, let's go, the master here is here." The lean man woke up Ouyang Wenshu, who was cultivating, and a trace of bitterness appeared on his face.

Ouyang Wenshu reluctantly opened his eyes, looked at Jiang Zhen with an indifferent face, and the whole person was stunned.

He seemed to have seen this man, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

"Little brother, we seem to have met, right?" Ouyang Wenshu was a little puzzled and asked.

The long sword trembled even more, Jiang Zhen didn't answer Ouyang Wenshu's words, and approached Ouyang Wenshu step by step.

"Brush!"

I saw a sword light falling, and Ouyang Wenshu's body instantly retreated, with a trace of heart palpitations on his face.

The sword came so suddenly, so suddenly that he almost couldn't react.

"The response is good, I hope your reaction will be so fast next time." Jiang Zhen smiled, a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing Jiang Zhen's smile, Ouyang Wenshu instantly remembered who he was.

"Jiang Zhen, you are Jiang Zhen!" Ouyang Wenshu looked at Jiang Zhen and took a deep breath, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

Who is Jiang Zhen, he is a well-known waste in the eastern suburbs of the city, at the beginning, if it wasn't for Qin Feng's waste to send him out of the city, maybe he would have died.

Now, he didn't expect to meet Jiang Zhen here.

"That's right, it's me." Jiang Zhen nodded, a smile on his face.

Jiang Zhen didn't lie either, in his heart, he still didn't bother to lie.

Even if this lean man brings him a hint of threat, he will not retreat, and only in battle is the best breakthrough.

"Skinny Monkey, kill him, and go back with his head to receive the reward." Ouyang Wenshu looked at the lean man and commanded.

A hint of murder flashed in the thin man's eyes, although he knew that the young man in front of him was not the rumored waste, but under the bounty of the Ouyang family and the Zhou family, his heart was shaken.

He's just a warrior, but he's a samurai, and he's afraid of something.

Thinking of this, the lean man pulled out a short stick from his back, the short stick was only one meter, and the body of the stick was dark, giving people a sense of depression.

"Die!" The lean man did not hesitate at all, and his speed flashed like lightning.

Jiang Zhen's brows were furrowed, and there was a hint of solemnity in his eyes.

The lean man's speed was so fast that he couldn't even see clearly.

Sonorous!

With a crisp crashing sound, Jiang Zhen flew out in an instant.

Poof!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Jiang Zhen's face was a little pale.

However, at this moment, Jiang Zhen's whole complexion changed, and he became a little hideous.

The blood in his body was burning, and this burning made his whole person full of fighting spirit.

The fourth-level martial artist who had never broken through also broke through the shackles in an instant and reached the fifth-level martial artist.

This is not over, when he became a fifth-level martial artist, his eyes were half-narrowed, and there were signs of a breakthrough.

He didn't stay long when he was a fourth-level martial artist, but when he destroyed the Bone Village, he took too many pills, and a lot of medicinal power stayed in the meridians and was not absorbed.

This time, all the medicinal power was frantically absorbed, and his strength continued to rise.

Click!

Like the sound of heaven, Jiang Zhen, who was originally pale, slowly turned rosy in an instant, but the lean man not far away showed a trace of solemnity on his face.

At such a critical time, Jiang Zhen actually broke through.

"Kill!" The lean man let out a loud shout, he knew that if he didn't stop Jiang Zhen, maybe he would break through, so he had to interrupt Jiang Zhen.

Feeling a killing force attacking him, Jiang Zhen's whole person instantly opened his eyes, and the eyes that were originally as black as ink turned golden at this time.

Golden eyes, a characteristic that only the emperor of the witch clan had at this time, but at this time, Jiang Zhen had it.

He was originally a human race, and he inadvertently fused the essence blood of the Wu ancestor to become a Wu clan, of course, his heart still belonged to the human race.

"Sonorous!" With a sword in his hand, the short stick instantly fell on the long sword, and then, the two of them were equal in strength, equal to each other.

"I've finally reached the samurai, and it's time for me to start my cultivation journey." A smile appeared on Jiang Zhen's face, looking at these people with a hint of indifference.

After reaching the samurai, the Heavenly Witch Song really began to cultivate