Standing on the top of the mountain, Zhang Chen stretched out his hand, and suddenly, the eagle had already landed on his arm.

It's not easy to find the old man in the mountains, but there are always exceptions.

But after seeing the eagle falling, his mouth opened, and in an instant, a long roar resounded in Zhang Chen's ears.

"Did you die three in a row?" Zhang Chen smiled and nodded, "If you weren't there, it would be strange!" ”

It was an easy task for him to tame an eagle with all sorts of strange tricks.

In less than a week, he had already relied on a special virus specially made to infect all the birds in the sky.

The virus will quickly produce antibodies and eventually disappear.

And during this period, all the birds in the sky will communicate without obstacles, and in the end, they will become Zhang Chen's intelligence network, and quickly, collect all kinds of intelligence information for him!

This eagle was specially cultivated by him to communicate with himself, and it continued to soar in the sky for several days in a row, which finally brought him good news.

The location of the old man in the mountain, although he was still uncertain, but it could barely be deduced, Zhang Chen pinched his fingers and found that the place was not too far away from him, and with a slight movement in his heart, he had already decided to go and explore.

But he wasn't going alone.

Although it doesn't seem difficult to kill the people in there, it can save a little bit of effort, but it's also a little bit of strength. He wouldn't waste his energy on a group of neurotic assassins.

So, he returned to the Mongolian military camp, arranged the next course for a group of children, and found a tailor nearby, customized a dress, and then discussed with Genghis Khan, asked him for some soldiers, and planned to go to the old man in the mountains.

These days, Genghis Khan has been able to conquer three cities in a row. Finally, there was a little bit of resistance.

Such obstruction was nothing to him. Therefore, for the old man in the mountains, Genghis Khan's interest was a little higher.

But Zhang Chen was not in a hurry, he waited carefully for his clothes to be customized. It's been a long time. After making a pair of gadgets. Only then did he officially set off and head to the place where the old man was hiding in the mountains.

It was between an unknown mountain range, and there was nothing special about it. There are no strange peaks and cliffs, it cannot become a heavy place for soldiers, there are very few materials, and in general, almost no one enters or leaves.

"This place is really well hidden, because the mountain peak is not high, the military role is very small, this bird place is not shown much on the map, if I hadn't searched in detail, I really couldn't find this place." Zhang Chen said to himself.

He was wearing a snow-white hooded trench coat with a rather thick belt tied around his waist, five throwing knives buttoned inside, and a Damascus knife tied around his waist, each arm with a leather sleeve, and on the right hand sleeve was a short metallic leather tube with a strange pattern, which occasionally flashed silver as his arm swayed.

At the back of his head, a hood attached to his shirt hung haphazardly, not on top of the bald head.

When he reached a place where the assassins could almost be alerted, Zhang Chen signaled to the army to stop.

Then, he put his hood on, and by himself, slowly approached the mountain.

Less than a hundred meters had just advanced, Zhang Chen had already felt a stream of cold gaze piercing him, locking on himself tightly, as if he could pierce his body through the hole in Bailai at any time.

However, although this gaze was cold, no one made a move.

For the Assassins, it was clear that concealment was the first priority, and killing people at will was not something that these paranoid people did.

But when Zhang Chen took a step and walked up to the mountain, the assassins couldn't help it.

didn't do it directly, but walked out of it a middle-aged man who looked like he was forty or fifty years old, and said to Zhang Chen with an expressionless face, "There are vicious beasts in this mountain, what are you doing in this kind of place?" ”

He looked at Zhang Chen's strange dress, and his face was very puzzled, but he didn't express it.

Zhang Chen said with a smile, "I'm here to visit my old friend. ”

The man's heart was suddenly startled, and with a slight hook of his fingers, he had already touched the end of the dagger in his sleeve, "Old friend? There are no friends of yours here! ”

"Don't lie to me." Zhang Chen laughed, stretched out his left hand and hooked the man's neck, "Sue me, is my old friend Altai still here?" He and I borrowed a golden apple, and I came and asked him to come! ”

"What are you talking about?" The middle-aged man was dumbfounded, what Zhang Chen said, he obviously hadn't heard of it.

Seeing his appearance, Zhang Chen suddenly sighed, with a sad look, "Alas, after a few years of separation, is it already a thing or a person?" Alas, in that case, I don't know if Huo Shanke is still there, I remember that when I left, he was still a little ghost, and now, he should have grown up, right? ”

Hearing the pseudonym of the old man in the mountains, Hassan's expression changed slightly.

He looked at Zhang Chen's appearance and thought to himself, this person is only in his twenties at most, talking nonsense, and it is estimated that there is nothing good about it, just in case, it is better to kill him!

The nature of the assassin in his head was instantly revealed, and he didn't even think about it at the moment, so he directly planned to do it.

But before he could lift his arm, there was already an invisible force in Zhang Chen's body that penetrated into his body, making him unable to move!

"Boy, don't fool around in front of me, okay." Zhang Chen glanced at him, "You can't hide this little trick from me, and you are not a person who has practiced the martial arts of the Holy Fire Order, and you still want to pretend to be forced in front of me?" ”

The cold sweat on the middle-aged man's forehead suddenly fell.

Being able to survive the frenzied assassination until now, he can be regarded as a high-ranking assassin among the assassins. Naturally, I knew a lot of things, and when I heard that Zhang Chen had opened his mouth and said such a "Holy Fire Order", his head suddenly banged, and the cold sweat on his forehead almost fell.

"I'll take you to Lord Hassan." The middle-aged man opened his mouth and said.

At this time, he didn't care if he would leak the secret.

A person who knows the Holy Fire Order has countless secrets in itself, and this kind of person is either a terrible enemy or a distant friend, and no matter which one it is, it is definitely not something he can face on his own.

Soon. Walk halfway up the mountain. The middle-aged man touched the mechanism, and suddenly opened a door behind an unremarkable stone.

Bring Zhang Chen into it, and it won't take a while. A huge palace in the mountains. It had already appeared in front of the two of them.

This bunch of mad assassins. The whole mountain was hollowed out, creating such a huge palace complex!

In the palace, the warblers are singing and dancing constantly, and there are countless misty atmospheres. The killing intent was even more endless, and it was clear that a large number of Assassins had enjoyed and trained here.

After going around and around, the middle-aged man took Zhang Chen into an ordinary house, knelt on the ground, and said loudly, "Sect Master, there is an adult who claims to be your old friend who wants to see you!" ”

There was a slow burst of words from the room, an extremely old voice, "Let him in." ”

The middle-aged man didn't get up, turned his head to Zhang Chen and said, "My lord, please." ”

Zhang Chen ignored him, walked out by himself, pushed open the door, and walked in.

But I saw that the room was brightly lit, and there was an old man sitting in it, about seventy years old, already quite old, but there was an unfathomable mysterious temperament in that decaying body, which was obviously not as simple as it seemed.

"Who are you? Friend or foe? Hassan opened his eyes, looked at Zhang Chen and said.

"You are also a master of the arts, and you dare to let me in, knowing that I am not your friend." Zhang Chen said with a smile.

"It doesn't matter if you are let in or not, as far as I am concerned, what is in front of me is only the difference between air and corpses." Hassan said indifferently.

Such a high-level statement made Zhang Chen very unhappy, and he snorted coldly, "What nonsense do you talk about old bones, go to heaven and play games with seventy-two virgin bitches as soon as possible!" ”

As he spoke, he rushed forward, and he was instantly stabbed in front of Hassan.

He didn't dare to have any thoughts of despising the other party.

Like this kind of generation of masters, he definitely has strong martial arts in his hands, if he is not careful, he will not be able to kill him, if he is injured in his hands, Zhang Chen will lose the adult!

However, Hassan's compulsion is really unimaginably high.

Zhang Chen's hidden sword intent struck with a palm, in which the internal force of the Supreme Yoga Tantra was endless, soft and rigid, it was already an extremely powerful move, but he didn't even bother to get up, and his body shook slightly, and a strange power suddenly came from the arm, and it touched Zhang Chen's palm!

Boom!

The palm power rushed forward, but in a moment, it was tossing and turning, and it had already burst into Zhang Chen's body in an instant!

"The world has shifted!" Zhang Chen was shocked and thought in surprise.

In the middle of his dantian, there was a whirlpool of power that sucked out, absorbing the palm power that was fed back into his body, and in the blink of an eye, it was refined, and it returned to his body again.

Hassan was also slightly surprised.

He naturally knew the power of Zhang Chen's move, and he felt that since he had moved this move back, Zhang Chen would hurt the meridians if he said the least, but he didn't expect that he would be safe and sound!

Hassan immediately raised his attention to Zhang Chen, and all his martial arts were used in an instant, and the great shift of Qiankun was displayed along with the Persian martial arts, and he fought with Zhang Chenyou.

This Persian martial arts can be called a "strange", if ordinary people are opposite to it, it is naturally too late.

But Zhang Chen's internal strength is the supreme yoga tantra, and it is not the orthodox martial arts of the Central Plains.

And the Great Shift of Qiankun against the Dafa of Absorbing Stars, although it is obviously a level higher, but Zhang Chen's internal force is extremely high, and it is naturally half a catty to eight taels.

In this way, the battle between these two people naturally turned into a war of attrition.

Zhang Chen naturally knew that if he really continued to fight like this, he would be younger than Hassan, and his internal force would be constantly circulating, and he would inevitably win.

But this will take a little too long, and the Mongol army outside is still waiting for him, if it takes a long time, won't the noble demeanor he has built up so hard disappear?

Immediately, as soon as his body moved, the arm suddenly reached forward, the sound of the machine spring sounded, and a hidden blade instantly stabbed into Hassan's face.

Hassan's face did not change at all, his martial arts were as strong as his, and this kind of blade could already be ignored.

But at this moment, the Hidden Blade suddenly split, and there was a click of the machine spring, and a small feather arrow was suddenly stabbed out in an instant, and with endless time, it was wiped over his face, and a bloody stain appeared on the old face paper.

The feeling of dizziness suddenly came to his heart, and Hassan hurriedly operated the internal force, but he couldn't imagine that the more the internal force operated, the more the dizziness became!

Boom!

Zhang Chen's body moved, and a powerful internal force poured into the palm of his hand, and it was suddenly imprinted on this Hassan's body.

"Silly, huh? It's a Hidden Arrow! Zhang Chen said sèly.

He slowly stretched out his hand, but the internal force that was crisscrossing in all directions stayed in Hassan's body and did not return again.

The next moment, with a snap, blood splattered, and an old body, in the blink of an eye, was already in front of Zhang Chen, turning into hundreds of pieces, dragging a long blood stain, dyeing the room with a bewitching color. (To be continued......)