Zhang Yuan sat by the bodies of the two sisters all night, wondering why he had spared them, why they had committed suicide, and why the villagers and explorers were like this.

The sun rose in the early morning, Zhang Yuan looked at the corpses all over the ground, and stood up slowly, he didn't have the right tools at hand to dig the pit, so he dragged all the corpses to the foot of the mountain, looking at the layers of corpses, he suddenly jumped up, the stick in his hand hit the mountain, and several sticks came down in a row, and a large number of earth and stones fell on the mountain and immediately buried the corpse.

Zhang Yuan looked at the mound and turned to leave, found a stream, thought of the young man's words, looked carefully, and found that there was no poison in the middle, so he jumped into it and washed away the dirty blood on his body.

He was more careful about the next journey, and the villages he passed by could also be bypassed, but there were more and more dead bodies on the side of the road, all of which were stripped and discarded in the wild.

On this day he came to a relatively large village, this village was built in front of a narrow canyon, so there were many people coming and going, he looked at the steep mountains around him, it was a little troublesome to turn over, he thought about it or passed through the village, and only then entered the village, he found that the houses of the villagers were built on the side of the road, and the villagers were squatting in front of the door one by one, looking at the passers-by with naked eyes.

Zhang Yuan didn't pay attention to these people, walked slowly forward with a stick, and found that an old man in front of him stumbled over like a drunk, he didn't care at first, and then found that the old man bumped into him, he frowned slightly and let go to the side, who knew that the old man also bumped into this side, and he was about to hit him, Zhang Yuan hurriedly moved to the other side, and the old man also pounced, I didn't want Zhang Yuan This was just a feint, the old man threw himself directly on the ground, and suddenly let out a shocking scream:" Ouch, this man beat my old man, the people in Heixia Village are dead, don't help me, a lonely old man!"

As soon as the old man called out, the squatting villagers immediately took out weapons from the house and surrounded Zhang Yuan in the middle, and the explorers on the road also got out of the way, standing on the periphery and pointing, laughing from time to time.

Zhang Yuan kept looking at the old man calling coldly, watching the villagers surround him, but a sense of anger rose in his heart, and the stick in his hand couldn't help but clench.

One of the villagers, the bald head of the obvious boss, stood up and said, "Outsiders, people who bully us, what do you say?"

Zhang Yuan smiled and said, "What do you want to do, leave my life!"

The boss touched his bald head, showed a sly smile and said, "Your life.... Forget it, I'm in a good mood today, just pay this old man for your belongings. ”

"For you..."Zhang Yuan suddenly looked intently into the canyon, there was a faint sound of fighting inside, and his divine sense also expanded to investigate.

The boss saw that he said yes, so he directly reached over to get his stick, Zhang Yuan's face was on the side, the stick shook slightly, the boss just held the stick and immediately hung down softly, he was stunned for a moment before he let out a painful roar, the surrounding villagers saw this situation, and the weapons in their hands immediately beckoned to Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan's divine sense has already seen that the five people fighting in the canyon are all Divine Condensation ninth-level immortals, all five of them are dressed in black, and they all look a lot older, the four people in the back are closely chasing the one in front, the old man in front is a fire system, and it can be seen that he has been seriously injured, but his strength is obviously stronger than the people behind.

Zhang Yuan saw that they were about to go out of the canyon, and saw that the villagers were still coming to besiege him, he sneered, and waved the stick to the side, and suddenly the villagers here fell and rolled into a ball, Zhang Yuan immediately rushed out from the gap, and he didn't want an explorer surrounded outside to actually cut down directly with a knife, and at the same time roared angrily: "Go in and fight hard, Lao Tzu pressed you to kill ten people before they died." ”

Zhang Yuan was caught off guard, and hurriedly stopped in mid-air, only to narrowly avoid his knife, he couldn't help but stare at the explorer and scolded: "You bastard." The villagers in the back also took the opportunity to surround again.

Zhang Yuan looked at the villagers coldly, and suddenly smiled: "Since you all want to die, then you all die." ”

The bald boss yelled in pain outside: "Come on, give it to me, kill this grandson." ”

Zhang Yuan just stared at the direction of the canyon with a sneer, his eyes had already seen the five people coming, and some of the explorers also found out, and immediately shouted: "It's not good, there are masters fighting above, let's avoid it." ”

The villagers also found out about this problem, and immediately couldn't care about Zhang Yuan, and fled to both sides, the old man who was drunk before is now running no slower than others, but their speed is faster, the speed of the five people is even faster, everyone just ran to the side of the house, and the black-clothed man who fled in front has reached the top of everyone's heads.

When the four people behind him saw that he had escaped from the canyon, one of them raised his hands and shouted, "Don't save your energy, kill him." A white Yuan Balloon condensed in his hand, and the other three people also condensed their Yuan Qi, and the black, white, and yellow four Yuan Balloons flew out of the hands of the four people in an instant, and the four Yuan Balloons fused together in the air as if they had spirituality, drawing a beautiful arc and crashing into the person in front of them.

The people in front laughed, and each hand condensed a red yuan balloon, and then crashed into the four yuan balloons behind one after the other, with two loud bangs in a row, and all the people who were still running away were shaken to the ground, only Zhang Yuan was still standing steadily, staring at their fight.

Zhang Yuan looked at the various vitality that fell from the sky due to the violent collision of the six Yuan balloons, and couldn't help but curse loudly: "Fuck, you are all bastards. He picked up his stick and got ready, and the fleeing crowd also saw the falling flames, black water, falling rocks, and golden swords, and many of them were paralyzed to the ground in fright, and their mouths let out unconscious shouts.

I don't know if the person who fled in front heard Zhang Yuan's curse, or if he was in some kind of heart, he actually turned around and collected the flames, while the other four people didn't even look at the village below, and whistled past from both sides.

Zhang Yuan looked at the falling vitality, the stick in his hand danced like a windmill above his head, protecting himself in the middle, he only has the ability to protect himself now, as for the others, he doesn't have this mind now, even if he has this mind, he doesn't have this ability.

Zhang Yuan was just below the collision, and the falling vitality first touched the stick, and was instantly absorbed by the stick, and then transmitted to Zhang Yuan's body.

Zhang Yuan suddenly found that he was surrounded by cyan, white and black in front of him, and at the same time, he also found that the pressure on the stick had increased greatly, and it was a little difficult to dance, but fortunately, the vitality from the stick also accelerated, helping him share part of the pressure.

What everyone saw outside was another scene, the vitality of the sky was not scattered, but with Zhang Yuan as the center, gathered together, wrapped him in the middle, and everyone who escaped from death secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then they all surrounded excitedly, and there were strange treasures on the people here!

Zhang Yuan didn't know how long it took him to absorb these vitality, and then the last trace of vitality disappeared, he stuck his stick into the ground, and looked coldly at the greedy crowd around him.

This time, it was not only the villagers who surrounded him, but also the explorers, all of whom were shrewd people, and they all guessed that he must have a treasure and could absorb vitality.

"Stranger, leave your things behind, and I'll let you go. The bald boss shouted excitedly, as if he had forgotten that his hand was broken.

"Boy, this kind of treasure is not something that someone of your level can hold. The speaker's voice was a little fluctuating, and Zhang Yuan didn't even find out who said it.

"Yes, you also gave your life to take this treasure, give it to me, and keep you going back alive. A big man said arrogantly, and after speaking, he looked at the circle of people demonstratively.

Zhang Yuan laughed loudly, and laughed for a while before saying, "There is only one treasure, who do you say I will give it to?"

However, this provocation was a little unsuccessful, and before the surrounding people could speak, the fluttering voice sounded: "It doesn't matter who you give it to, the important thing is that it's definitely not you, everyone go together, kill this kid first and then fight for it with strength." ”

Before the words fell, there were seven or eight people behind him who suddenly attacked, Zhang Yuan's consciousness has been scattered around him, these people moved, he immediately reacted, his hand held on the stick, kicked the tail of the stick, and the stick brought a large handful of dirt to these people, these people didn't expect Zhang Yuan to react so quickly, and saw the dirt rushing to his face, one of them hurriedly pulled the sword into a flower in front of him, blocking the dirt, and the other people's swords intersected with the stick successively, and a little vitality came, Zhang Yuan felt that their strength should not be Dancheng, and sneered in his heart, he dared to rob with this strength, and turned around with a stick to circle these people。

These people had just been shaken by the force on the stick, and when they saw the stick attacking more ferociously, they had to hurriedly retreat into the crowd, Zhang Yuan saw them retreating, and he didn't chase them, but just stopped and sneered: "Don't you want treasures? ”

This sentence aroused the anger of the crowd, and the surrounding people suddenly burst out and rushed towards him, Zhang Yuan did not show weakness, and rushed towards the bald man who had slashed him before with a stick, and he didn't look at the attack from behind.

When the man saw him coming, his expression was very solemn, and a sword stabbed at Zhang Yuan's chest, and when he was about to arrive, it turned into a ruthless move from the bottom up, Zhang Yuan just sneered, and the stick in his hand slashed down, and with a bang, the man's head cracked.

The dead man was soon trampled under the feet of everyone, everyone just excitedly raised their swords to besiege Zhang Yuan, but they didn't find that the people around them were getting smaller and smaller, the people inside died, and the outside went in, Zhang Yuan was surrounded by people, he had no defense at all, the stick was wide open and closed, almost no one could catch his move, there were also Void Dan in the crowd, and there was also the Ning Dan period, and even the Yuan Dan period, but they were all the same, their Yuan Qi attack did not leave a trace on his clothes, and he was killed.

Zhang Yuan stood lonely in the middle of the road, surrounded by dead people, there were old people, women, and children in the crowd, which Zhang Yuan killed after killing his red eyes.

When he returned to the village, he saw the old men and women in the village looking for their families among the corpses, and when they saw him coming, they all silently stepped aside, looking at him with strange eyes.

Only a ten-year-old child was still lying on a corpse, looking at him with angry anger in his eyes, and suddenly when the child approached, he jumped up and pounced on him, and a broken knife in his hand stabbed him in the abdomen, Zhang Yuan saw the anger in the child's eyes, and also saw the cruelty in his eyes, as well as the sarcasm and greed in the corners of his mouth, he suddenly roared: "Go to death!" The stick in his hand slashed the child directly out, and at the same time threw himself at the other villagers.