"Is this a battle between the really strong?" Although Zhang Zhongjun had been eating fruit on the tree all the time, he was also watching the battle.

It can be said that the battle just now was really extremely fast, and it was only half a pillar of incense from the beginning to the end of the battle, and whether it was Zimo or the attack of the iron monster on the opposite side, it was very simple, but Zhang Zhongjun could see that it was this simple attack that contained endless laws, and it had very powerful and terrifying power.

This is the real duel between the strong, and it is also a realm that Zhang Zhongjun can't involve now, so he continued to eat the Heavenly Spirit Fruit and digest it frantically.

At the same time, the iron old monster had fallen to the ground, he still wanted to resist, he was struggling desperately, but the purple rope on his body seemed to be full of spirituality, the more he struggled, the tighter the purple rope tied him, and he didn't have a chance to break free at all.

After holding on for half a ring and finding that he couldn't break free, the iron old monster gave up, he also knew that he was not Zimo's opponent, but he was still not afraid, at this moment he saw that Zhang Zhongjun was still eating his spirit fruit, he felt distressed for a while, and hurriedly shouted at Zhang Zhongjun: "Stinky boy, you are still eating? That's Lao Tzu's thing, hurry up and stop Lao Tzu, otherwise Lao Tzu will definitely break you into ten thousand pieces!"

Listening to the roar of the iron old monster, Zhang Zhongjun couldn't help but burp, although he was a body of ten thousand leaks, but at this moment, he had eaten no less than fifty Heavenly Spirit Fruits, even if his body could still bear it, his stomach was a little unbearable, and he was really not ready to continue eating, so he stopped.

"Stinky boy, you are a little self-aware, but it's too late for you to stop now, and Lao Tzu is going to kill you too. The Iron Old Monster was furious and yelled at Zhang Zhongjun.

"Stop?" Originally, Zhang Zhongjun didn't want to pay attention to the Iron Old Monster, but after hearing the Iron Old Monster's words, Zhang Zhongjun immediately smiled at the Iron Old Monster and said, "When did I tell you to stop?" I'm just full now, but these fruits are still good, how could I let them go?"

Saying that, Zhang Zhongjun took out a space ring in front of the iron old monster, and then picked off all the remaining heavenly spirit fruits on the iron tree and put them in the space ring.

The remaining dozens of fruits were all removed by Zhang Zhongjun, and the iron tree became bare, but Zhang Zhongjun didn't seem to want to stop, and directly fell on the elixirs on the ground around him.

"Bastard, stinky boy, what do you want to do? Hurry up and stop Lao Tzu!" The iron old monster also found the same as Zhang Zhongjun, and after guessing what Zhang Zhongjun wanted to do, he immediately tore his throat and yelled at Zhang Zhongjun frantically.

It was just that he was bound by Zimo's rune rope, and he couldn't make any movement at all, nor could he stop Zhang Zhongjun, so he could only watch Zhang Zhongjun take away all the elixirs he had worked so hard to plant.

Finally seized this kind of opportunity, how could Zhang Zhongjun be polite? Naturally, all the spiritual treasures in this place were collected into his own space ring, and there was no trickle left.

"Okay, let's go!" Zimo didn't stop Zhang Zhongjun, and now after watching Zhang Zhongjun almost pack up the elixirs around her, she said to Zhang Zhongjun.

This time Zhang Zhongjun gained a lot of benefits, and he was originally ready to leave, but the iron old monster kept yelling at him beside him, and his words were extremely ugly, which made Zhang Zhongjun a little unbearable.

Hearing this, Zhang Zhongjun suddenly stopped, came to the iron old monster, and shouted: "Damn, Lao Tzu was ready to leave, but this is all your own doing, today Lao Tzu not only wants to take away your things, but also cut you twice before leaving." ”

As he spoke, Zhang Zhongjun took out his black knife, and with the force of his wrist, the black knife instantly slashed towards the iron old monster.

"Dang!"

The black knife fell on the iron old monster's body, and it made a crisp sound like steel intersecting, only to see that the iron old monster did not have any problems after receiving the blow of the black knife, and there was no scar on his body at all.

"Hahaha, stinky boy, you're just the garbage of the Heavenly King Yae, and you want to hurt Lao Tzu with your strength? It's just whimsical, even if Lao Tzu is controlled today, you won't be able to hurt me in the slightest. The Iron Old Monster seemed to have expected this result a long time ago, and at this moment he sneered at Zhang Zhongjun.

Zhang Zhongjun immersed his expression and said, "With this kind of strength, even the black knife can't hurt the other party?"

Immediately, Zhang Zhongjun slashed down towards the Iron Old Monster again, this time the strength was much tougher than the last time, but the result was still the same, the Iron Old Monster did not have any scars on his body, and with his current strength, he really couldn't hurt the Iron Old Monster.

After two failures in a row, Zhang Zhongjun's cognition of cultivation has a new concept and level, and all the thoughts in his heart have also been stamped on this matter.

Although the iron old monster was not hurt here, Zhang Zhongjun did not doubt the strength of the black knife, according to what the big frog said, the black knife is indeed a treasure, and only after Zhang Zhongjun cultivated to become stronger and stronger could he exert the true strength of the black knife, but the gap between him and the iron old monster was too big now, so he couldn't hurt the iron old monster.

It's just that this iron old monster saw that Zhang Zhongjun didn't hurt him twice in a row, and he laughed mockingly again: "Haha, stinky boy, come on, you can cut it today, you can cut Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu is willing to admit defeat." ”

"Damn, you old thing, I can't kill you today, and I will definitely kill you next time we meet, but don't think about it this time. Zhang Zhongjun really couldn't stand the provocation of the iron old monster, and immediately spit on the iron old monster's face.

"You...... How dare you ...... me" The Iron Monster only felt ashamed, and his whole body trembled with anger, and the anger in his eyes seemed to erupt.

But Zhang Zhongjun didn't want to be a bird anymore, so he jumped and came to Zimo's side, and said, "Okay, I've got it done here, let's go." ”

Zimo was also surprised by Zhang Zhongjun's approach, but didn't say anything, grabbed Zhang Zhongjun and left here with Zhang Zhongjun.

The two of them flew away from this side, and all that was left behind them was the angry shouting voice of the iron old monster, and if he could still move now, I am afraid that he would have been thundering.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhongjun turned his head sharply and threw the last sentence at the Iron Old Monster: "Iron Old Monster, you plant here well, and wait for your spiritual treasure to grow again, and then Lao Tzu will come and get it." ”

One sentence almost made the iron old monster vomit blood in anger, but Zhang Zhongjun no longer paid attention to it, and left here with Zimo, completely disappearing into the canyon.

(End of chapter)