Thinking of this, the middle-aged man smiled evilly in his heart: "Where you need two slaps, I can kill you with one slap!"

The middle-aged man had a smug look on his face, and when his palm slapped to Zhang Zichen's side, this smug look was frozen at once.

The middle-aged man couldn't cry or laugh, because he found that when his palm was about to slap on Zhang Zichen's face, he suddenly lost Zhang Zichen's figure in his sight.

This palm is missing?

The middle-aged man thought so.

The next moment, it confirmed the middle-aged man's idea, he was right, this palm was indeed in vain.

Not far away, Zhang Zichen's voice came: "Hey, uncle, I'm here, behind you!"

Zhang Zichen shouted loudly at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man hurriedly turned around, and saw Zhang Zichen standing less than fifty steps away from him without fear, watching the play there leisurely.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man felt a hint of an unusual aura.

This Zhang Zichen of Longhu Mountain seems to be different, he can go freely under the hands of a monk in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, and his cultivation is strange.

In the hearts of middle-aged people, their views on Zhang Zichen began to change.

Gradually, for the first time, the middle-aged man felt that he had encountered a thorny problem, and this Zhang Zichen seemed to be really powerful.

Can't joke with him anymore!

The middle-aged man made up his mind, put away his smile, and looked at Zhang Zichen opposite.

Just this palm, this second palm, must kill him!

The middle-aged man seemed to feel that if this second palm did not kill Zhang Zichen, then the consequences would be very strict, as for how strict it was, the middle-aged man didn't know for the time being, but he began to be afraid.

So the middle-aged man felt that he couldn't joke anymore, otherwise the person who died would be himself.

Above the square, a gentle breeze blows.

The middle-aged man put away his smile and looked at Zhang Zichen opposite.

Suddenly, a red light flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and the evil qi on his body rose to the sky, his palms opened, and a huge red gas formed in front of him.

"Hmph, do you know you can't look down on me? It's just that you're too weak anyway!"

Zhang Zichen looked coldly at the middle-aged man opposite, in Zhang Zichen's eyes, this middle-aged man was just in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, and this kind of person was vulnerable in Zhang Zichen's heart.

I saw that after the middle-aged man accumulated a huge red true balloon, his face became hideous.

"Die!

The middle-aged man drank violently, and at the same time, he bombarded the red true balloon in the direction of Zhang Zichen.

That's all, it's not over yet.

At the moment when the red real balloon blasted towards Zhang Zichen, the middle-aged man used his palms to move hard, and then waved out with both hands.

Huhuhuhu-

Suddenly, a hurricane was heard in the air.

In this air, I saw dozens of palms squeezing in the direction of Zhang Zichen.

Zhang Zichen stood in place, looking at the True Qi Ball flying towards him, but he didn't dare to slack off.

No matter what, the other party is a strong man in the infancy stage, and in the world, just such a strong man can call the wind and rain and move mountains and seas.

Therefore, the power of this middle-aged Taoist priest is still not to be overlooked.

At the same time as this red real balloon flew in, Zhang Zichen opened his legs and folded his hands.

I only heard a sneering sound coming from between Zhang Zichen's palms, and if I looked closely, I could see that a colorful ball was formed in Zhang Zichen's palms.

After this ball was formed in a short period of time, Zhang Zichen quickly launched it.

Rumble!

Two huge true balloons collided a few meters in front of Zhang Zichen and exploded, shaking the ground of the square into a big hole with the force, but Zhang Zichen was intact.

At this time, Zhang Zichen was trying to find a way to resist the dozens of true qi palms of the middle-aged man.

"Golden Shield!"

After the two True Qi collided and exploded, Zhang Zichen quickly crushed a golden light shield talisman, and as soon as this talisman was crushed, a golden light qi shield was formed, protecting Zhang Zichen in the very center.

Then, the middle-aged man waved dozens of palms one after another.

Bang bang bang!

Dozens of palms struck on the golden light shield, but they didn't shatter the golden light shield, let alone want to kill Zhang Zichen, even if they didn't even touch a single hair of his.

After a round of attacks, not only the middle-aged monk was stunned, but even the other two mid-Yuan Infant monks who were watching the excitement were stunned on the spot.

The three of them didn't expect that Zhang Zichen, a mere Taoist priest in the late stage of Jindan, would completely catch several attacks from a powerhouse in the early stage of the Yuan Infant.

This, it seems, is unscientific.

But then, the scene that made the three of them even more stunned happened.

Dodging the attack of this middle-aged man, Zhang Zichen stood up straight and looked at the other party with a smile: "Uncle, how is it?

The middle-aged man's eyes soared, and he pointed at Zhang Zichen and wondered, "Who are you?"

Zhang Zichen patted the dust on his body, "I am a Taoist priest in Longhu Mountain, who can I be?"

The middle-aged man didn't believe it: "No, no, no, it's not scientific, you, a Taoist priest in the late stage of Jindan, how can you take my two palms with a hard face, it's impossible!"

Zhang Zichen smiled: "Unscientific? Impossible? It doesn't matter if these are any of these, the important thing is that things have happened now." Oh yes, just now, just now, if you didn't slap me to death, then next, I'm going to slap you to death with two slaps. ”

Hearing this, the middle-aged man took a few steps back, and there was a look of fear in his eyes.

This kind of fear struck, even the middle-aged man himself didn't know why, he would be afraid of a monk who was only in the late stage of Jindan, which was really ridiculous.

"Are you ready?" Zhang Zichen stood in the distance and teased.

"You, you ......" The middle-aged man pointed at Zhang Zichen, but he didn't know what to do.

"What are you, I'm for you, are you ready?" Zhang Zichen asked again.

"I, I ......" However, this middle-aged man was not pointing at Zhang Zichen, but at himself and me, and he was completely frightened and speechless.

Suddenly, in the surprised eyes of everyone, the middle-aged man turned his head, moved his feet, and wanted to escape in the opposite direction.

"Want to escape?" Zhang Zichen showed an evil expression, and at the same time, his feet moved, and he suddenly appeared in front of the middle-aged man at a faster speed.

"Let's go back!"

Zhang Zichen slapped it out, directly pushing the middle-aged man who wanted to escape to the center of the square again.

"Who the hell are you? Your strength is terrifying!"

The middle-aged man was pushed to the center of the square, and he pointed at Zhang Zichen, trembling all over his body, and cold sweat flowed.