Chapter 19: Spirituality Zhang Yuan
The powerful coercion made the air viscous, and the black-robed figure in the tiger head mask flickered, avoiding the front of the coercion and returning to the fire.
Facing the coercion of the martial artists in the late stage of the Innate Realm, Zhang Yuan's face remained unchanged, standing indifferently, and he was even in the mood to wipe the scabbard of the long sword in his hand.
And Ye Shisan, who was beside him, still had a cold face, and there was a sharp air rotation between his eyebrows, which offset the coercion in front of him.
Seeing this, the body of the black-robed man wearing the green wolf mask seemed to shake slightly, and he felt like he had been hit.
However, the next moment, the black-robed man wearing the green wolf mask moved directly, and with a single step, the black-robed body violently tore through the air and came to Zhang Yuan.
"The green wolf digs out the heart!"
With a long roar, his right hand turned into an afterimage, and a beautiful cyan trajectory crossed the air, instantly appearing at the mouth of Zhang Yuan's left chest.
Such a sudden attack was actually expected by Zhang Yuan for a long time.
"Wear purple gold wings. ”
A thought flashed through his mind, and then a large colorful wings invisible to outsiders appeared on Zhang Yuan's back.
When Zijin Tianyi does not choose to show its appearance, it is invisible to outsiders, Zhang Yuan originally planned to wear it at all times, but he is a little unaccustomed to carrying a pair of big wings on his back after all, so he usually does not wear it.
As soon as he put on his equipment, a paw with a glowing green light appeared an inch in front of his heart, and the next moment, he was about to pierce the skin and pull out the heart.
"Bang!"
Zhang Yuan's right foot slammed towards the ground, and the violent energy exploded, pushing his body to move sideways, due to the tenfold speed bonus of the Purple Gold Heavenly Wing, in just a short moment, his body had moved sideways ten zhang away.
The speed was so fast that even Zhang Yuan himself couldn't react, but the result was not much different from what he expected.
The black-robed man wearing the mask of a green wolf missed this claw.
As a result, the other black-robed people couldn't help but take a few more looks.
In the middle of the field, the black-robed man wearing the green wolf mask missed a blow, turned around in an instant, and raised his other left hand in the shape of a claw against Zhang Yuan, who was ten zhang away, and a bloodthirsty voice came from under his mask
"Next claw, shred you!"
The words fell, and its form had disappeared.
"Give me death!"
Suddenly, a violent and bloodthirsty voice came from the air behind Zhang Yuan, and at this moment, the air seemed to become cold.
At the same time as this voice came, Zhang Yuan suddenly felt the hairs around his body stand on end, and the alarm in his heart sounded wildly, at this moment, his face finally lost its previous calmness.
At the critical moment, Zhang Yuan instinctively raised his sword sideways, and the fierce power of the nine bulls and two tigers was vented, poured into the sword body, and slashed diagonally!
The basic swordsmanship is complete, the mastery of the swordsmanship is integrated into instinct, and the response to the crisis is unexpectedly fast.
"Bang!"
The two cyan claw shadows were blocked by Zhang Yuan's sword body, and their energy exploded, pushing both sides backwards.
The figure of the black-robed man wearing the mask of a green wolf appeared ten zhang away.
"This power...... Boy, who are you?" the black-robed man wearing the green wolf mask looked at Zhang Yuan carefully and asked sharply.
"Huh!"
In this regard, Zhang Yuan smiled back.
This time, after detecting his current strength in actual combat, Zhang Yuan's heart was settled, and his face once again returned to his previous indifference.
"Hmph!
Seeing this, the black-robed man wearing the green wolf mask snorted coldly, turned into an afterimage, and attacked again.
"Ten Claws of the Green Evil!"
The fierce claw wind whistled, and this time the attack was dignified, with the momentum of tearing everything, attacking Zhang Yuan's front door.
"The first style of basic swordsmanship, I'll slash!"
Zhang Yuan smiled faintly and swung his sword again.
The power of the nine oxen and two tigers surged, making this sword have a power comparable to that of an innate martial artist.
In an instant, the two attacks were combined.
"Bang!"
There was a bang, and the energy exploded, pushing the two of them back a few steps again.
This time, it's evenly matched.
When his footsteps were firm, the black-robed man wearing the green wolf mask shook his wrist, and the blue light condensed on the tip of his claws was even worse, and when he stepped forward, he was about to attack again.
"Qing Laosan, stop!"
An old, hoarse voice came from the fire.
The next moment, the black-robed man wearing the green wolf mask stopped his movements and stopped instantly. Turning around, he asked in a deep voice to a black-robed man beside the fire, "Old fox, what, you want to interfere?"
It seems that these five people are showing signs of fighting?
Seeing this situation, Zhang Yuan put away the long sword in his hand, walked to Ye Shisan's side, and quietly acted as a melon-eating crowd.
Beside the fire, a black-robed man wearing a fox mask slowly stood up. He didn't answer the question of the black-robed man wearing the green wolf mask, and walked directly in front of Zhang Yuan.
"Are you a spiritual cultivator?" asked the black-robed man in the fox mask in a hoarse voice with an inquiring tone.
Devotional?
Zhang Yuan frowned slightly, a little unclear.
On the other side, hearing the words of the black-robed man wearing a fox mask, several black-robed people had a feeling of sudden realization. The auras revealed on Zhang Yuan's body and the asymmetry of his true strength seemed to have a perfect explanation.
Spirituality, opening the sea of knowledge, containing supernatural powers.
Once spiritual cultivation contains its own supernatural powers, it can be comparable to innate martial artists, and with the power and weirdness of supernatural powers, it is often better than martial artists of the same level.
Could it be that this young man who looks like he is fourteen or fifteen years old in front of him is actually a spiritual cultivator who is unique in ten thousand?
The eyes of several black-robed people were fixed on Zhang Yuan, scanning back and forth, wanting to find out how he was different from ordinary people.
Ye Shisan, who was on the side, also looked at Zhang Yuan thoughtfully.
After a sentence, the black-robed man wearing the fox mask stopped talking, as if waiting for Zhang Yuan's reaction.
The air, just like that, was quiet.
Zhang Yuan, who was watched by everyone, was a little panicked at this time.
Five congenital, and the weakest are all in the late stage of the congenital realm, if they go together, they can't beat it!
Zhang Yuan's heart was already retreating, his eyes swept around vaguely, and he silently chose a way to retreat. With the ten-fold speed bonus of the Purple Gold Heavenly Wing, Zhang Yuan was confident that he could not even see the shadow of these five innate masters.
At this moment, the black-robed man wearing the fox mask spoke again, "Hello little brother, in fact, we don't mean anything, we just want to ask for directions." ”
"Let me introduce you, I am a fox, and everyone in the same way calls me the old fox; the one who did it to you before is called the green wolf, you can also call him the third green wolf; the one on the far left, we all call him Xiaohu; the one on the right who wears the white wolf's head is the white boss; next to him is the black second. We just got together because of a common interest. ”
After the introduction, the black-robed man with the fox head mask turned his head to look at Zhang Yuan, and said slowly, "How about it, are you interested in joining us......?" Treasure hunt!"