Chapter 313: Immortal Mountain

"Buzz!"

The sword body hummed, and the trace of black immortal power on the blade appeared even deeper in the sunlight after the first sunshine. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

The golden light in the black made the Tianwen Sword full of majesty.

"Good stuff!"

The young man grinned, but he didn't take out any weapons, but directly resisted the menacing Tianwen Sword with a skill that far surpassed Yingzheng.

Ying Zheng frowned, and when he couldn't strike a blow, he immediately withdrew his sword momentum.

And when the young man saw Ying Zheng retract his sword momentum, the smile on his face became even stronger, and the immortal power in his palm was like a river, overwhelmingly attacking Ying Zheng.

Looking at the young man who was going all out, a hint of surprise flashed in Ying Zheng's eyes.

The previous sword momentum, although it was fierce, was just a temptation by Ying Zheng. Unexpectedly, the young man in front of him actually shot with all his might.

The crazy look on his face and the greed in his eyes were not hidden at all.

"How can you be so inexperienced?" Ying Zheng dodged the young man's attack while secretly pondering.

Ying Zheng knew that the monk who broke through to the Yuan Infant would be able to regain his youth, so Ying Zheng always regarded the young man in front of him as a person of the same age as his teacher.

It's just that I didn't expect that this dignified infant monk and combat experience are not as good as an ordinary acquired swordsman.

"What is the use of such a Yuan Infant Cultivator, even if his immortal power is higher than his?" Ying Zheng sneered in his heart, and no longer kept his hand, and the momentum around him suddenly skyrocketed.

"Oh, that's good!" Looking at Yingzheng, who was surging in momentum, the young man was slightly surprised, and then the offensive in his hand accelerated a few points again.

"Whew!"

The Tianwen Sword in Ying Zheng's hand faintly turned into a huge dragon head, five gems, and a golden light. With a burst of dragon groans, he slammed into the young man who was attacking head-on.

Above the dragon's head, although there are still cracks, it is actually far overshadowing the young man at this moment.

As if to vent the grievances he had suffered before the thunder, the scarlet dragon head in his eyes directly dispersed the young man's offensive and hit the young man's chest hard.

"Poof!"

The young man who was seriously injured flew out directly upside down, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

Ying Zheng immediately raised Tianwen and attacked the young man again, without giving the young man a chance to breathe. And this time, Tianwen, who was originally just a dragon head, has completely turned into a black dragon at this moment.

The seriously injured young man looked at the roaring black dragon, and the horror in his eyes was undisguised.

"How could it be! How could the treasures controlled be so powerful...... the young man's eyes widened and he exclaimed in disbelief.

However, before his words fell, a mouthful of blood poured out of his mouth again.

"Oh no......"

The young man hurriedly looked in the direction of Qi Guo in the north, he was already extremely flustered, and he didn't even know how to deal with the successive variables at this moment.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, in the face of the stunned young man, Ying Zheng didn't give him the slightest chance to spare his hand, and directly broke through the already crumbling body protection immortal power with one blow.

The young man who received another blow smashed straight to the ground. The originally delicate face suddenly became extremely embarrassed.

Before he could stand up, the blade of the Tianwen Sword was already pointed in front of him.

"Leave me alone......," the young man pleaded, clutching his aching chest, with a painful expression.

"Tell the widow, how many families do you still have?" Ying Zheng asked expressionlessly.

"How could you not know?" Hearing that Ying Zheng asked about the so-called family again, the young man's face couldn't help but show a look of surprise.

Ying Zheng squinted, and with a slight wave of Tianwen in his hand, the blood flashed, and the young man's left arm was directly cut off by Ying Zheng's sword.

"Ahh A scream sounded in the sky above the woods, and the young man dressed in rough clothes hurriedly said, "I said! I say! ”

"There are many, many more ...... for a family like ours"

"A lot?" Ying Zheng's heart sank, and he asked quietly: "What about the family you belong to?" ”

"Our family is just a small branch of the main family, it's nothing ......"

When Ying Zheng heard this, the uneasiness in his heart became a little stronger.

Although it was extremely easy for Yingzheng to defeat this young man before, but with only a small branch, there could be a Yuanying Monk, so what about the strength of the big family?

Thinking that after he reigned in the world in the future, there would be so many uneasy factors, Ying Zheng inevitably felt a little anxious in his heart.

"Where did you settle?"

Looking at Ying Zheng, whose face was becoming more and more ugly, the young man hurriedly replied: "Our family is a branch of Abbot Continent!" ”

"Abbot ......"

Ying Zheng's heart sank, and he couldn't imagine that the legendary fairy mountain was actually a kind of monk's retreat.

"Could it be that the people who live on the so-called Immortal Mountain are all as vulnerable as you?" Ying Zheng looked at the young man with flickering eyes, revealing a look of disdain.

Feeling Ying Zheng's naked ridicule, the young man couldn't help but turn red, but he was afraid of Ying Zheng's sword, so he could only say hesitantly: "My strength is only built up by pills, and I haven't really gone through much actual combat ......."

"In this way, your status in your family is not low." Ying Zheng chuckled and said.

"I am the only son in my family, but my family has offended the powerful, and I am the only one in the family who escaped...... I'm a poor guy too! ”

"Poor man?" Ying Zheng smiled disdainfully, "Whether you are a poor person or not, since you have paid attention to the widow's head, you have to pay the price!" ”

"You said you wouldn't kill me!"

The young man looked at Yingzheng, whose killing intent was getting stronger and stronger, and couldn't help but panic again.

"How did the widow say?"

The sword light of the Tianwen Sword in Ying Zheng's hand flashed, and the young man who had not yet reacted was directly beheaded by Ying Zheng.

Looking at the young man who had no breath, Ying Zheng slowly put away the Tianwen in his hand, turned around and walked towards the outside of the woods.

However, before Ying Zheng could take a few steps, another breath of Yuan Ying Monk came straight to Ying Zheng from the north.

"Accomplices? No, this man said earlier that he escaped alone, and he should not deceive me. Ying Zheng frowned, and the Tianwen in his hand was ready to give this heavy blow to the comer.

Finally, when Ying Zheng saw the person who came, there was a trace of astonishment on his face.

"Teacher?"

Ji Hao, an old man in the middle who had disappeared for more than ten years, finally appeared in front of Ying Zheng again.

Ji Hao glanced at Yingzheng, who was a little embarrassed, but had completely the momentum of a king, and nodded with satisfaction.

Glancing lightly at the breathless young man lying on the side, Ji Hao once again showed a cynical smile, and said to Ying Zheng: "Zheng'er, the next time you see Yuanying Monk, remember to kill his Yuanying!" ”

As soon as the words fell, a bright yellow immortal power directly blew up the corpse of the young man on the side.