Chapter 388: Feng Ruo Goes to War

It's not too much to call him Zhang Lin a senior brother. If he directly called Zhang Xingyuan in the late Jindan period as his senior brother, it would be a bit overstepping.

You must know that in the cultivation realm, you can take the seniority very seriously, everything and strength are respected, walking in the cultivation realm, you can call the brother and brother for those who are not much different from your cultivation, if the other party is higher than your two small realms, you have to call the other party senior. Because the further you go to the later stage of cultivation, the more difficult it is to break through, and every small realm is trapped for years or decades, or it may be a lifetime. If you have the ability to challenge at the same level, and you have been recognized by your opponent, you can also argue with the opponent's peers, which is only relative to a small number of strong people, not everyone can challenge by leapfrogging. Since you can't do the challenge of skipping the level, then you have to give enough respect to the person whose cultivation is higher than you.

"Elder Zhang, chase quickly, this kid can teleport the exercise, this is the exercise that can teleport! We are bound to get it! We must get it!" Yang Lin, the future head of the Yang family, saw the problem accurately, and after a short period of thought, he saw through the key to it, and also saw the value of Fangzheng's cultivation, and suddenly said in a somewhat hurried tone.

Not in his position, Yang Lin just mentioned it lightly, then Zhang Xingyuan and Zhang Lin figured out the key, this thing is a good thing for a quick escape, and it is more valuable than a top-level magic weapon.

As soon as Yang Lin's words fell, Zhang Xingyuan and Zhang Lin glanced at each other, and saw a hint of surprise from them, that is, they must get their hands on the blood light of Fangzheng's cultivation.

"Young master, offended, time is urgent, there are subordinates to take you on the flight!" Because of the previous battle between Yang Lin and Fang Zheng, the true element in the body was seriously depleted, if according to Yang Lin's speed, if you want to catch up with Shang Zheng, after getting the tea kung fu, you will inevitably have a long night dream, let Fang Zheng take the opportunity to run away, Zhang Xingyuan is offended by Yang Lin, sacrificed a shuttle-shaped magic weapon, and threw it into the air, the golden shuttle magic weapon was instantly enlarged to the size of Zhang Xu. Zhang Xingyuan grabbed it with his hand and brought Yang Lin to the golden shuttle magic weapon, Zhang Lin saw that he also dodged and jumped onto the golden shuttle magic weapon, Zhang Xingyuan urged the electric shuttle under his feet with all his strength, and the three of them chased towards the direction where Fang Zheng was.

Fang Zheng consumed one-third of the essence blood in his body to urge a blood light escape, and he escaped more than thirty miles away in an instant. But this distance can't get rid of Yang Lin's pursuit at all. Fang Zheng was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, but this was also a helpless thing, there was no true element in the body to guide him, just activating the essence blood in the body to perform the blood light escape, Fang Zheng's escape speed was greatly reduced, only more than ten miles away than using the true element in the body to urge the blood light to escape, which Fang Zheng never expected. According to Fang Zheng's estimate, using one-third of the essence blood in his body to escape at least sixty or seventy miles, he would definitely be able to get rid of the other party's pursuit if he cast it twice in a row, but now he has only escaped more than thirty miles, less than half of the estimate, and for a while, Fang Zheng did not dare to rashly urge the blood light in his body to escape.

Fang Zhengyuan escaped more than thirty miles, in a dense jungle with his back against a big tree with a thick bowl mouth, panting heavily, his face was pale and weak, without a trace of blood, like a zombie's sickly white. Leaning against the big tree, Fang Zheng stuffed a lot of pills into his mouth, and he only wanted to quickly recover the true yuan in his body, but fortunately, he performed a blood light escape, and the domineering Taoist exercises in his body were running wildly, dissolving the majestic medicinal power in his body.

Time was passing minute by minute, Fang Zheng's mood was extremely nervous, and he instinctively felt that the danger continued to approach him, but he had no way, it was really to the point of exhaustion.

"Boy, you can really run! You ran so far, if it weren't for Elder Zhang leaving a mana mark on you, maybe you would have really let your kid run away this time." After a quarter of an hour's effort, the true yuan in Fang Zheng's body had not yet recovered, and Yang Lin flew to the top of the big tree against Fang Zheng's back under the leadership of Zhang Xingyuan, and then Yang Lin said in a lofty tone.

"You guys really don't count! Are you dogs?" Fang Zheng heard the sound and looked at the sound source above his head, and saw Yang Lin and the three of them standing on a colorful shuttle-shaped magic weapon, and he couldn't help but say.

The other party caught up with him and didn't kill himself, and Fang Zheng didn't bother to fight with the other party, delaying the time, buying a certain amount of time for the recovery of the true yuan in his body, and then he would be more sure when he would use the blood light to escape.

"Boy, don't be doing that fearless struggle, accept your fate! Hearing the square mockery, Yang Lin said unmoved. At this time, Yang Lin, what he was thinking about was not how to torture Fang Zheng to make his life worse than death, but to take the teleportation technique from him. This exercise is what he wants the most.

"Accept fate, Yang Lin, don't deceive people too much, I will definitely repay today's humiliation in the future. If you want to bow down and be caught, don't even think about it, it's a big deal to fight to the death, even if I die, I won't let you go. Hearing this, Fang Zheng said with a look of disdain.

"Boy, if you want Ben Dashao to let you go today, it's not impossible, as long as you hand over your cultivation exercises, Ben Shao will let you go, and he will treat you like a guest. As soon as he saw that Fang Zheng had no fear, and he didn't put himself in his eyes, Yang Lin was really afraid that Fang Zheng would have a dead brain, and he couldn't help but say.

"Just you, a wolf in human skin, can you believe your words? I'm afraid that as soon as the master hands over his cultivation method, it will be the time of life and death for the master!" In order to prevent Fang Zheng from fighting to the death, Yang Lin finally showed his fox tail, and Fang Zheng sensed from the other party's tone that what they were trying to do was the practice they were cultivating, and he couldn't help but say.

Fang Zheng is thinking about it with his toes, and he can also figure out the key to it, and he escaped more than thirty miles away in an instant, what kind of speed is this, even the powerhouses of the Jindan stage may not be able to do it, but he can do it with the blood light of his cultivation. After cultivating this cultivation of light escape, in terms of speed, it is absolutely invincible in the same level. It is precisely because of Fang Zheng that he has mastered the Blood Light Escape, Fang Zheng has the confidence to fight with Yang Lin, and he can run away if he can't beat the master! But he also underestimates the heritage of a big family, the future heir of a big family, all the best spiritual weapons are used on his body, and every spiritual weapon can be transformed into a spiritual weapon, and the spirit of the weapon protects the body, which makes Yang Lin invincible, how can he fight. Now people can see through the blood light escape of his cultivation, which can be said to be a life-saving masterpiece, and there is a kind of shadow similar to the teleportation supernatural power of the old monster in the infancy stage. This kind of exercise has a fatal attraction to all monks, and as long as the monk understands his value, he will snatch it.

"Fang Zheng, you are just an outer disciple of the Flame Valley, if you invest in my Yang family, my Yang family will definitely treat you as a guest, all your cultivation materials in the future are covered by our Yang family, I guarantee that no one in this Great Jin Kingdom cultivation realm will dare to trouble you, you can go sideways wherever you go." The coercion failed, and Yang Lin didn't want to force Fang Zheng to ruin the exercises, so he couldn't help but be tempted.

"If you are a guest, it's impossible! Just now, I didn't die endlessly, I want to torture the young master and me to death, you Yang Da rarely have such a good heart? Isn't what you are trying to do is the blood and light of my cultivation? Tell you, even if the young master tells you, you can't cultivate, don't waste time here, if you want to kill, you have to scrape the past and listen to the respect. Master, I'll follow. Hearing that the other party was going to treat him as a guest, Fang Zheng sneered at him with disdain, and his pale face was full of mockery. This kid's teeth will be revenged, turning his face faster than turning a book, and whoever really believes him is really a big fool.

"This fellow Daoist, it is better to settle the grievance than to settle it, we sincerely recruit you. You have also seen that our strength is here, if you want your life, it is just a few breaths, in front of the strong people of the Jindan period, your blood and light will not escape from the palm of our hands. We don't do it, we just want to reconcile with you, and you don't have to fight to the death with us. We're plotting your blood to escape, and if you don't have any use value, will we talk to you about this? Why bother talking to you so much, our young master also sees that you are a talent and has the heart to recruit. It's just plotting your exercises, killing you, just searching for your soul, you can't keep any secrets. Why do we have to talk so much useless nonsense to you here?" Zhang Lin on the side saw that Fang Zheng was unmoved, and he also showed a mocking look on his face, and he couldn't help but persuade.

"Soul searching, you don't know when you are a master, this is only possible for low-level monks, and the other party must not resist in the slightest, the cultivation must be a big realm higher than the spellcaster, just because you also want to cast a poisonous spell like soul searching on the master? What's more, casting such a vicious spell as soul searching will have irreparable damage to the soul of the caster, once something goes wrong in the middle, the memory you search for will be confused, this is where you are scrupulous, so you want to recruit the master to set up the blood light of the master's cultivation!" Fang Zheng heard the other party's restrained threatening words, and Fang Zheng also heard about the demonic monk's vicious soul-searching spell, and he couldn't help but say.

"Little guy, do you know a lot? Is this the reason why you have no fear? You are right, we are not willing to cast such a vicious spell as soul searching on you, this does not mean that we can't do anything about you, if you want to use soul searching on you, you see that you are qualified to do it, Jin Dan's cultivation in the later stage, cast a soul search spell on your kid, the success rate of 50 percent must be there, right?