Chapter Eighty-Three: Flying Sword, Flying Sword

(PS: Depressed!) Just took a day off, and the collection fell in a hurry! Still don't let people live? ）

The dark green flying sword shot towards Zhang Yunpeng's face, as fast as lightning, Zhang Yunpeng instinctively bent down and dodged the flying sword that flew at extreme speed.

Watching the sword blade fly over the front door, feeling the cold chill coming from the flying sword, Zhang Yunpeng's cold sweat flowed down. You must know that the head of this puppet's body is where his body is, and if he is injured by this flying sword, he is afraid that he will be more than lucky.

"It's dangerous!" Zhang Yunpeng let out a long breath, and he was about to curse Ouyang Bufan who suddenly made a move, but there was a piercing sound of breaking the sky behind his head.

"Not good!" Zhang Yunpeng hurriedly tilted his head, but this time it was a little late. The sharp blade of the sword slashed against the ears of the puppet's body, cutting off the ears of his puppet body.

Ouyang Bufan withdrew the flying sword, looked at Zhang Yunpeng, whose ears were cut off by the flying sword, and sneered mockingly: "Sure enough, it's not a human being, someone is coming!" Take down this flat-haired brute for me! ”

It turned out that at this time, one of Zhang Yunpeng's ears was cut off, but there was no trace of blood flowing from the wound, and his expression was also very calm, not at all like a person whose ears were cut off with a painful expression, he didn't even look at the ear that fell to the ground, but stared at Ouyang Bufan with a smug face.

The dark-green man behind Ouyang Bufan heard his order and hurriedly surrounded Zhang Yunpeng in it.

Ouyang Bufan's few flat-haired brutes had already made Zhang Yunpeng angry, and now that so many people have sent them to the door, how could Zhang Yunpeng keep his hands?

The main body silently operated the spiritual power in the body, and the sharp and thin air composed of air was aimed at Ouyang Bufan and his group were ready to attack, as long as Zhang Yunpeng had an indestructible wind needle between his thoughts, he could instantly penetrate the hearts of these people.

At this time, Wang Yurou on the side was already covered with frost, and her tone was very cold and angry: "Enough! Stop it all for the old lady! ”

I saw that her hands turned into two red smokes, and the smoke spread out and rolled up the several people surrounding Zhang Yunpeng, and the red smoke turned into big hands to lift several people up, and then threw them into the corner.

Ouyang Bufan and his group were all wearing dark green windbreakers, and they were thrown into a pile in the corner of the wall, just like a pile of vegetables stacked together, which was very funny.

The smoke dissipated, Wang Yurou's hands turned into the same, her beautiful face looked gloomily at Ouyang Bufan, who was also gloomy, and said coldly: "Ouyang Bufan, have you forgotten the injury you suffered last time?" How dare you be presumptuous with me? ”

The corner of Ouyang Bufan's eyes jumped, and his left hand touched his chest, where there was a hideous scar, this wound almost killed him at the beginning, if it weren't for his master using a very precious elixir to wrap his little life, he would have turned into a pile of loess by now. And the person who caused this wound was Wang Yurou in front of him who looked at him with a gloomy face.

"Sister Yurou is really majestic, but I'm not afraid of you today, we came here to arrest these two people on the order of the Dragon King, if Sister Yurou doesn't want to be an enemy of the entire dragon group, it's better not to stop it!" Ouyang Bufan took out a square token of pure gold from his bosom and said proudly.

Seeing this token, Wang Yurou's face changed, and she exclaimed: "Nine Dragon Order! He even used this thing, who is this kid? As he spoke, he looked at Zhang Yunpeng, who was looking at them expressionlessly behind him.

"What? Sister Yurou, are you still going to interfere? Ouyang Bufan put away the Nine Dragons Order, and his expression was even more proud.

But his face changed suddenly, and he quickly pinched the spell, and the flying sword behind his back shot out again and spun like a windmill in front of him. Then I only heard the crisp sound of "Ding Ding Ding ......" sounding continuously, and countless transparent needles continued to fly towards Ouyang Bufan, but they were blocked by the flying sword that was hovering extremely fast in front of him.

Zhang Yunpeng sent out this attack, just now during the time Ouyang Bufan was talking to Wang Yurou, he had gathered thousands of wind needles, and now he took advantage of the other party's inattention to launch them at the other party. However, he never thought that his sneak attack was detected by the other party and easily resisted.

However, Zhang Yunpeng was not discouraged, the spiritual power in his body was running again, and this time he wanted to kill this annoying Ouyang Bufan in one fell swoop.

Ouyang Bufan, who was controlling the flying sword to block the wind needle, suddenly felt the air around him evacuate, he suddenly felt difficult to breathe, and his whole face was red, but he wanted to shout but couldn't shout.

However, his reaction was very fast, and he immediately guessed that it was the other party's hands and feet, so he immediately held his breath, and the aura in his body was running, and the feeling of suffocation was slightly better.

But no matter how high his cultivation is, if he doesn't reach the Yuan Infant Stage, it is impossible for him to completely stop breathing. Even if he relied on the aura to forcibly support it, but the aura will eventually run out, if he doesn't lift this vacuum state as soon as possible, I'm afraid he will be suffocated alive.

Having made up his mind in his heart, Ouyang Bufan's eyes, which had become red due to lack of oxygen, stared at Zhang Yunpeng, who was standing not far away with an expressionless face. Then his hands flipped quickly, and a small yellow piece of paper appeared in his fingers, and as soon as the spiritual power urged the small yellow piece of paper to burn rapidly in a vacuum, and then a faint light curtain enveloped Ouyang Bufan's body, protecting him inside.

Zhang Yunpeng was also shocked when he saw this scene, if he was not mistaken, the small yellow piece of paper that the other party took out was a spirit rune engraved with a defensive spell.

"Flying swords, spirit runes, it seems that this group of people is really monks, but I didn't expect that there are monks in this dragon group, this time it's really troublesome!" Zhang Yunpeng thought in his heart.

And here, Ouyang Bufan had just finished activating the spirit rune, and he pinched the law again, and the dark green flying sword hovering in front of him trembled violently, and the tip of the sword pointed in the direction of Zhang Yunpeng and stopped, and then with Ouyang Bufan's finger, the flying sword turned into a dark green light and shot towards Zhang Yunpeng.

This attack came extremely fast, even if Zhang Yunpeng had already prepared, but the current puppet body was still bound by Ye Xiaolan's rattan, and it was too late to dodge if he wanted to, so he had no choice but to control the air in front of him and compress it into a thick giant shield, wanting to block the flying sword that flew in.

Soon the flying sword shot at the giant shield made of compressed air in front of Zhang Yunpeng, but the flying sword only froze slightly, and then penetrated the giant shield like a broken bamboo and continued to shoot towards Zhang Yunpeng.

However, this stagnation allowed Zhang Yunpeng to buy a lot of time, and the head on the puppet's body suddenly cracked, and a golden bird flew out of the skull at great speed.

At this time, although Zhang Yunpeng escaped the blow of this flying sword, his heart was very depressed, and he thought sadly: "Why is it that every time I use this human body, it will be destroyed quickly, do you really want me to be a bird for the rest of my life?" ”

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