"Whew... Whew..."

Zhang Muyang's face was pale, his mouth kept panting, and the clothes on his body were all shattered in the explosion just now, leaving only the Qiankun bag to the side, and after stumbling a few times with the sword in his right hand, he half-squatted on the ground.

And the momentum caused by the explosion just now was still spinning wantonly around, shattering all the plants, trees and stones that dared to stand in front of him.

The yellow fog that had shrouded the valley before had long been swept away by the autumn wind, and it was swept clean, and the places as far as the eye could see were all empty, like a desert.

Zhang Muyang simply moved his body, and suddenly a heart-piercing pain came out in his body, looking at the drought that was not far away, lying on the ground, and the situation was similar to his own, Zhang Muyang smiled, this monster was in a similar situation to himself, he was covered in injuries, blood flowed, and it now has a few pieces of good skin on its body, and it is full of evil energy, exuding a seven, seven, eight, eight, and eight, and now it is staring at Zhang Muyang.

There is a bitter enmity between it and Zhang Muyang, and the three rivers and five seas can't be washed away, if it can, it wants Zhang Muyang to survive and not to die, and it wants to punish Zhang Muyang with all the torture it knows.

It's a pity that its injuries are more serious than Zhang Muyang's, although its cultivation is higher than Zhang Muyang's, although it is the cultivation of the Jindan period, although it is reinforced and iron, and the bullets can't penetrate it, but the explosion just now is comparable to a small missile, and it was caught off guard, although it has some wisdom, but it is absolutely impossible to imagine that a mere mole ant with only a foundation can actually give birth to a trace of immortal qi in the body, so as to urge the fairy sword and give it a ruthless blow.

On the other hand, Zhang Muyang, when a sword was swung, he made a means of defense and evasion, relying on the experience of the previous life and the immortal spirit treasure on his body in this life, he resisted hard, although he was seriously injured, but it was much better than that Kuiba.

Moreover, more importantly, when he was attacking with the drought just now, he seemed to have touched a trace of the threshold to break through to the Jindan period, although it was only for a moment, although there was only a trace, but Zhang Muyang really felt that with the experience of his previous life, over time, he could definitely use the "Nine Turns Xuangong" to break through to the Jindan stage and walk out of a path of immortality that was completely different from the previous life.

Coupled with that wisp of immortal energy, it was immortal energy, something that Zhang Muyang had hoped for in the cultivation world in the previous life, and he found it in the foundation building period in this life. and the strange treasures that can be obtained after killing this drought, Zhang Muyang grinned with a smile, as for the compensation of the state after that, it may be the most useless thing for Zhang Muyang.

This time when he came to Shuzhou, he not only had a good time, fought thoroughly, but also got so many benefits, how could he not laugh, although when he laughed, it involved the wounds on his body, which made him feel painful, but Zhang Muyang still had to laugh, and the tears of laughter were going to flow out, and he shouted in his mouth when he laughed: "Happy, comfortable." ”

Perhaps it was Zhang Muyang's demeanor that stimulated the drought fish lying on the ground, and it let out bursts of low roars in its throat, and with its low roar, the residual evil qi in the surrounding air began to slowly pour into the drought fish's body, slowly repairing its body. The drought was originally born from the gathering of evil energy, and now this monster actually wants to use evil energy to heal its wounds.

Zhang Muyang took a sip when he saw it, laughed and said: "Haha, beast, do you still want to turn the tables, grandpa will go to ask for your life later, and send you to the West Heaven to see your Buddha." ”

Sneered, supported the fairy sword with his hand, and barely sat cross-legged with five hearts to the sky, although he scolded on his lips, but his action was definitely not slow, what he was comparing with this drought now was, who had a faster recovery time, and who recovered faster.

According to the usual situation, although Zhang Muyang has the ancient magic trick of "Nine Turns Xuangong", but after all, the drought is a Jindan cultivation, even if he has just entered the Jindan, even if he has not survived the thunder tribulation, but the realm is in the realm of time, Zhang Muyang is definitely not comparable to this drought. But Zhang Muyang's product is hanging on the wall, and he is a TMD Huaxia coin player, not only by the immortal treasure gourd that accelerates his cultivation, but also by the countless elixir spirit stones in the Qiankun bag.

Three minutes later, a touch of ruddy finally appeared on Zhang Muyang's pale face, Zhang Muyang's eyes widened, he mustered up the strength he had just recovered, and rushed towards the drought with the fairy sword in his hand.

Seeing Zhang Muyang rushing over, the body that was originally lying on the ground suddenly got up, and the goods actually recovered a little, and a pair of white claws grabbed straight at Zhang Muyang's chest, and this beast has been accumulating strength for a long time, and the calculation is to assassinate Zhang Muyang.

"Roar!"

"Die!"

I saw a flash of cold light, and Zhang Muyang and the drought's bodies did not staggered like in the TV series, but collided fiercely.

Although the drought attacked secretly, after all, he stretched out his hand and was seriously injured, and without his supernatural protective body, he did not dare to resist the fairy sword in Zhang Muyang's hand, so he could only stagger to dodge.

"Bang!"

Zhang Muyang's sword was directly slashed at the waist of the drought fish, because the force was too great, the blade of the sword was too deep, and he couldn't pull it out for a while, Zhang Muyang simply gave up the sword and used his fist, aimed at the head of the drought fish and smashed it down.

"Phew!"

Although the drought is strong and good at hand-to-hand combat, after all, there has just been an accident, and it is the opponent of an 'old driver' like Zhang Muyang, plus he has injuries on his body. As soon as he roared, he was turned over by Zhang Muyang and fell to the ground. The drought fish struggled to continue roaring, and Zhang Muyang smashed it with another fist.

"Phew!"

"Phew!"

Zhang Muyang didn't have the strength or heart to speak, he saw that the drought had been struggling, his face actually showed a trace of anthropomorphic horror, and he simply sat on its body, two monks with extremely high cultivation, it can be said that the monks who crisscrossed the entire Huaxia were now like street gangsters fighting, tearing and solving it with brute force, not seeing the slightest bit of fairy wind bones, without the majesty just now, earth-shattering.

If Ling Bing, Fang Zheng and Shangren, who were lying on the ground and fainted, saw this scene, their hearts were absolutely cold, and this cultivation was still a fart.

Zhang Muyang pressed the body of the drought fish with one hand, clenched it into a fist with the other hand, used all his life's strength, and only struck it on the head of the drought fish, just like a pile driver on the construction site, and kept punching more than 20 punches, directly hitting the drought fish's head into the ground, Zhang Muyang gasped for breath and rolled down from the drought fish's body.

Rao is like this, Zhang Muyang is not at ease, after all, this product is made of corpse transformation and evil spirit, in case he cheats the corpse again, he will not have the strength to fight again.

Struggled to pull out the fairy sword that was cut at the waist of the dry fish, and slashed a few more swords on it, making sure that the dead could not die again, and after venting his anger cleanly, he gave a sigh of relief, he wanted to use a trick to resist the fire to burn this thing cleanly, but after thinking about it, this is too wasteful, after all, it is the corpse of a monk in the Jindan period.

Zhang Muyang raised his eyebrows, pointed his finger at the body of this drought, and said a decision.

(End of chapter)