Chapter Ninety-Two: A Powerful Opponent

The Shenzhou Continent has always been respected by the strong, and in this world, whoever has the big fist and the ability is the boss is the boss.

Although Zhang Yanchen has a calm and waveless demeanor, his face is really young, and he is only fifteen or sixteen years old.

Compared with Yang Zhongshan, who has been on the edge of life and death for decades, living a life of licking blood from the knife edge, and is accustomed to seeing you and me, it is simply a pure white little white flower.

I believe that it only takes one breath to crush her, and there are no bones left.

Ye Lian was too young in the end, and when he heard Yang Zhongshan's threatening words, his face became anxious, and he persuaded Zhang Yanchen again: "Benefactor, you go quickly." ”

However, Zhang Yanchen was still indifferent, and Qianqian's fingers were raised, scratching the edge of her ear.

Yang Zhongshan looked at Zhang Yanchen fixedly, his face was hideous and distorted, and a cold killing intent aura shot out of his eyes made people shudder.

He looked at Zhang Yanchen with a cruel smile for a moment, and suddenly sneered: "How do you want to die?" Do you want to be beaten to death, or do you want to be scraped to death with a knife? Or, or was it roasted alive by the fire? ”

Ye Lian shook his body when he heard this, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak, but there was no trace of fear on his face.

I have lived in the endless forest for more than ten years, and I am used to seeing life and death, so will there be anyone who is afraid of death?

Zhang Yanchen suddenly smiled, smiling so naturally and brightly, and replied lightly: "I want you to die!" ”

Yang Zhongshan's smiling face stiffened, and it became extremely ugly, he never expected it. The other party would even tease him. The anger in my heart burst out.

You must know that he Yang Zhongshan is named for his ruthlessness, bloodthirstiness and cruelty. When he didn't join the Tiger Wolf Mercenary Group, he dominated the side on the periphery of the Endless Forest.

There was once a monk who threatened to punish the traitor and eliminate the evil to kill him for the sake of heaven, but he beat him, hung him up, and tortured him every day, so that he could not survive and die, and finally he was tortured to death.

It's just that ordinary monks have heard how far away his name is, and if he is so notorious, he should have been killed by other monks in the foundation building period. And then he survived with this ferocity and cunning. He even joined the Tiger Wolf Mercenary Group later.

There is the support of the Tiger Wolf Mercenary Group. He became even more unscrupulous, what about arrogance? Who can help him.

Yang Zhongshan, who was used to being arrogant, was now threatened by a hairy boy to kill him, and he was so angry that he was immediately shocked by his whole body. A black dagger hummed in front of him. A thud broke through the air. Approaching Zhang Yanchen's face door.

The black dagger is extremely fast, contains great lethality, and intends to kill with one hit. It would be an insult to the young man in front of him to live even a second longer.

Seeing that the dagger was coming, how could Zhang Yanchen let the other party get her wish, she raised her hand slightly, and a white handkerchief embroidered with patterns came out of her hand, instantly becoming larger and wrapping her and Ye Lian inside. Circles of ripples flashed from the outside of the handkerchief, firmly blocking the dagger from the outside.

The black dagger and the white handkerchief made a stabbing sound of rubbing, and the stars collided and came out. In the duel between the two sides, although the white handkerchief firmly blocked the black dagger, it was also at a disadvantage, and the ripples in the circle made a buzzing sound, but it was also stable.

In this way, the black dagger could not break through the defense of the white cloth for a while.

Seeing this scene, Yang Zhongshan showed a hint of surprise in his eyes, and Zhang Yanchen breathed a sigh of relief.

The aura in her body began to rotate rapidly, but Zhang Yanchen knew that the aura in her body was less than half of the opponent's, and it was very unfavorable for a protracted battle, but fortunately, she had the elixir of the rapid return of aura refined by Cangwu and a large pile of high-grade spirit stones, but she would not be afraid of Yang Zhongshan.

Zhang Yanchen took out the Thousand Machine Sword, the aura circulated in the sword body, and the sword body of the Thousand Machine Sword immediately shone with five-colored light.

The white handkerchief and the black dagger confronted each other for a long time, making Yang Zhongshan's face more and more ugly, and the means of killing with one blow failed.

"It's not bad, it's a little tricky, what about a medium-grade defensive magic weapon, it's still dead."

Yang Zhongshan sneered, only to see a golden light suddenly lit up under his feet, and the powerful momentum in the late stage of foundation building rose to the sky, and a golden sword sword formed on the top of Yang Zhongshan's head.

Zhang Yanchen, who had been silently preparing for battle, saw this scene, and was shocked but did not panic. As soon as she stepped out of the defense range of Bai Pazi, her mind moved, and the stiff sword body of the Thousand Machine Sword suddenly twisted, and it became longer like a strange snake body and struck at Yang Zhongshan.

The strange sword body was about to entangle Yang Zhongshan, but it slammed into a golden barrier, and the violent collision caused the barrier to flash slightly, and sparks came out.

With a miss, the Qianji Sword strangely bypassed Yang Zhongshan, like a life-seeking ghost entangled the three biao-shaped men behind him, the sword body rolled, the three heads rolled to the ground with a grunt, and scarlet blood sprayed out from the broken neck.

For the death of his three subordinates, Yang Zhongshan did not move at all, the more hideous the color on his face became, and his face distorted.

"Die."

With a loud shout, the sky-high golden sword slammed down, Zhang Yanchen's face changed, and the Thousand Machine Sword came back in an instant, turning into a big shield suspended above the heads of the two of them.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

With three loud bangs, the golden sword struck the shield, and the powerful destructive force leveled the surroundings, and Zhang Yanchen's feet fell into the dirt, and his internal organs trembled violently with a muffled snort.

Yang Zhongshan's sword struck a blow, and the powerful force in the later stage of foundation building was pressed down, even if the Thousand Machine Sword was a high-grade magic weapon, under the loyal protection of the lord, the aftermath of the concussion still caused Zhang Yanchen to suffer internal injuries.

On the contrary, Ye Lian, who had been protected by the white cloth, was only slightly injured and was fine.

Zhang Yanchen hurriedly took out a bottle of healing pills, poured a few and threw them into his mouth, the medicinal power instantly dissolved, and frantically treated the injured internal organs. The hot pain eased a lot, and Zhang Yanchen snorted and spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm.

Inside the Soul Refining Tower, Cang Wu looked at everything outside coldly, but when he saw Zhang Yanchen vomiting blood, the anger in his eyes finally couldn't be hidden, and he slammed his fist to the ground. The entire Soul Refining Tower shook violently, emitting a strong humming sound.

But he could only watch, Zhang Yanchen couldn't cultivate unharmed all her life, the battle between life and death could make her grow, and he couldn't protect her!

Zhang Yanchen's face turned pale, he looked up at the golden sword that did not fade, and the Thousand Machine Sword swore to resist without showing weakness, and finally exhaled.

raised his eyes to look at Yang Zhongshan, but saw that the other party looked at the shield of the Thousand Machine Sword and showed a greedy look.

Yang Zhongshan never thought that the young man in front of him was not highly cultivated, but there were so many magic weapons on his body, first a medium-grade defensive magic weapon, and now a high-grade attack magic weapon, or a magic weapon that could change at will. This treasure, he must get.

Yang Zhongshan sneered at Zhang Yanchen's pale face, his hand touched the storage bag on his waist, and a yellow rune paper was pinched in his hand.

On the face of the talisman, a red tasseled spear is drawn, which is as realistic as the real thing.

Ye Lian, who had been hiding in the white veil and not moving, changed his face at this moment, and said in horror: "Fu Bao." (To be continued.) )