In this dimly lit space, Zhang Yang has been walking for five days in a row. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

At the beginning, he could encounter a lot of strange beast bones every day, and Zhang Yang also collected a lot of large and small spirit cores, and Zhang Yang was also very happy.

But after a long time, Zhang Yang gradually got bored, and even had some faint worries in his heart.

Before coming in, the pavilion master and his old man had said that the Ancient Sword Forest was only open for three months, and if he missed the March period, then he would have to stay in the Ancient Sword Forest for another hundred years.

Zhang Yang didn't want a hundred years later, some later generations of martial arts cultivators entered here and found a pile of dry bones for Zhang Yang.

At the same time, Zhang Yang has been in for five days, and he has not found anything yet, and he is also anxious in his heart.

The martial cultivators on the continent respected this ancient sword forest like this, and Zhang Yang naturally didn't want to return empty-handed.

Finally, after Zhang Yang ran around this ancient sword forest for five days, he finally saw other martial cultivators.

Zhang Yang's spiritual power was quite far away from him, and he sensed a trace of vitality fluctuations, and it was this inadvertently discovered vitality fluctuations that made Zhang Yang ecstatic.

Although this was the only fluctuation of vitality related to a martial artist that Zhang Yang had discovered in five days, out of caution, Zhang Yang still cautiously sneaked over, his whole body was full of vitality and breathing, and at the same time, his spiritual power was spread to the maximum, always paying attention to the movements around him.

Who knows, when Zhang Yang climbed the hillside in front, he found that a good show of killing and grabbing treasures was being staged not far ahead.

This made Zhang Yang even more careless, and he hid behind the sand slope very carefully, his body was tightly attached to the ground, and at the same time suppressed his breath to the minimum, and even his breathing became nothing.

Zhang Yang didn't want to be discovered by the three black-robed people, and then become another piece of fat in their mouths.

It's just that Zhang Yang didn't expect that the rough strong man to be so brave, and when he was dying, he not only hammered a black-robed man, but also seriously injured another person.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yang's mind was slightly lost, and his vitality was exposed, and because of this small mistake, Zhang Yang's figure was exposed, and he had to appear to face the two black-robed people.

"What? He's a disciple of the Sword Pavilion?"

The wounded black-robed man screamed.

"The two of you, just passing by here, saw that there was a strong fluctuation of vitality here, so they came to check it out, and there was no other meaning. ”

Zhang Yang hugged his fists, although he felt annoyed that he had made such a mistake, but if he could retreat without breaking out of conflict, Zhang Yang would be happy to agree, so he lowered his posture slightly.

"Hehe, Your Excellency, please take a chance, the two brothers are about to leave here!"

The black-robed man led by him laughed strangely, and after saying something that made Zhang Yang stunned, he really turned around and left.

Zhang Yang frowned, although he had doubts in his heart, but it was best not to have a dispute, and he turned around and was about to leave.

At this moment, the hairs on Zhang Yang's back suddenly rose, and an extremely dangerous feeling suddenly appeared in his heart.

Zhang Yang didn't think about it, and rushed forward, and the vitality of his whole body was running rapidly, quickly forming a layer of vitality shield on his back. At the same time, the spiritual power was quickly recycled to the back, condensing a thick invisible protection.

"Bang! bang!"

Three consecutive crashes sounded in the back, sliding Zhang Yang, who was about to fall forward, to the ground nearly ten feet away.

After falling to the ground, Zhang Yang turned over and stood up.

With a gloomy face, he turned his head to look back, and three tiny black holes appeared on the Yuan Qi shield that was a few feet away from his back, and the culprit was three tiny black flames surrounded by his spiritual power.

It was the flame that the black-robed man had just attacked him.

"Gaga, the disciples of the Sword Pavilion really have some doorways, and there are not many cultivators in the Yuanshi Realm who can survive under my Black Flame Cone, but it's over here, let's obediently leave my little life!"

Not far away, two black-robed people stood with their chests crossed, although they saw that Zhang Yang did not die immediately on the spot, their eyes also showed a slight surprise, but they were immediately filled with cold light, and the aura was compelling.

"Since you know that I am a disciple of the Sword Pavilion and dare to kill the killer, it seems that you either have a big grudge against the Sword Pavilion, or you are a group of mad dogs!"

Zhang Yang sneered calmly at this time.

"Hmph, Sword Pavilion, he arrested one of our companions not long ago, although that guy is a complete idiot, but since he is one of us, he must do something for him. Boy, count yourself unlucky, remember not to be reincarnated in the next life, and don't worship the Sword Pavilion!"

The black-robed man had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, completely treating Zhang Yang as a dead man.

"Not long ago......"

Zhang Yang was stunned, and he seemed to remember something, and the corners of his mouth were also upturned.

"It's really fate...... It looks like I'm going to send two inhuman monsters to the prison of the Sword Pavilion again!"

"What? It's you?"

"Arrogance!"

The two black-robed men shouted angrily in unison.

The black-robed man at the head stretched out his hands in a rage, flicked his fingers in a row, and the black light flame turned into a sharp cone and shot towards Zhang Yang.

Five black flame cones broke through the air, scattered, faintly blocking the space for Zhang Yang to dodge, as if they wanted to kill with one blow.

Looking at the black flame cone that had arrived in front of him, Zhang Yang smiled coldly, without any panic, took out his long sword, and stood proudly in place.

Seeing Zhang Yang so big, the black-robed man was also smiling, and he had even seen the scene of Zhang Yang turning into ashes under the black flame cone.

A strange scene happened, and the black flame cone flew to a foot in front of Zhang Yang and stopped. Yes, stopped, and just floated in front of Zhang Yang like that.

Then, Zhang Yang moved, the long sword in his hand flipped over, several sword flowers suddenly appeared, and five black flame cones were knocked to the ground, and Zhang Yang was not injured at all.

The two black-robed people glanced at each other, and their hearts were shocked, they didn't notice the fluctuation of Zhang Yang's vitality just now. In other words, Zhang Yang used a means they didn't know about to freeze the Black Flame Cone, and then easily broke the mortal situation.

Seeing this, the black-robed people couldn't help but feel a little jealous of the Sword Pavilion in their hearts, but this jealousy was not for the small Yuanshi Realm cultivator in front of him.

"Little guy, there are some weird tricks, then the old man will come and learn the sword pavilion......'s tricks!

In the midst of laughter, the black-robed man led by him stretched out his hands, black flames erupted out of thin air, and the wind was blowing under his feet, and he came to Zhang Yang's body in a few flashes, and hit Zhang Yang's head with a fist.

Zhang Yang didn't dare to slack off, after all, the other party was a big realm higher than himself, and it was mysterious and abnormal, no one knew if there would be any powerful backhand. Therefore, the mental strength is greatly moved, and he does not hesitate to fight with all his strength.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound, fists and swords struck, and an invisible vitality fluctuation spread out in the center of the two, Zhang Yang took a few steps back before he could stand still, and the tiger's mouth in his right hand was secretly painful, and in the first collision just now, Zhang Yang suffered a small loss.

On the other hand, the black-robed man just took a step back to stabilize his figure, and then did not give Zhang Yang a chance to breathe, and stepped forward again, his burning hands were like a pair of hammers, bringing great pressure to Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang roared angrily, and the red vitality was injected into the long sword in his hand from his arm, and the entire sword body emitted a glowing red light, like a divine weapon.

Zhang Yang was no longer fighting with the black-robed man, and began to give full play to his greatest body advantage, cutting, cutting, sweeping, picking, and teasing with the long sword in his hand. Flying up and down around the black-robed man, his body was as light as a swallow, and he couldn't help the black-robed man for a while.

The black-robed man standing on the side saw that Zhang Yang and his companion were not left behind, and they were also secretly shocked in their hearts, knowing that the other party was just a martial artist in the Yuan Shi realm. But he was also seriously injured in the battle just now, and I don't know how many bones were broken in my body, otherwise I could have stepped forward to help and solve the battle as soon as possible.

Seeing that Zhang Yang was slippery like a loach, never fighting with himself head-on, and always relying on his weird and changeable body to maneuver with himself, the black-robed man was also angry.

The black-robed man threw out his fists together, blocking the sword flowers that Zhang Yang kept attacking. Dusk Ran clasped his hands together, held his head high, and the vitality of his whole body was running rapidly according to a mysterious route, and the black flame in his hand swelled, and he shouted at Zhang Yang.

"Flaming Knife!"

The giant war knife condensed into black flames, with a raging flame, slashed towards Zhang Yang. The long knife passed by, and the vitality on both sides rolled, roaring non-stop, and the momentum was not amazing.