"Go!"

Zhang Yang roared wildly, his right arm suddenly pushed forward, and the dragon head in his palm roared, directly spitting out the golden vitality bead in his mouth. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The golden vitality bead was the size of a child's fist, and it was inconspicuous compared to the giant vitality balloon of the other party's father-in-law.

With a long golden rainbow light, the golden vitality bead directly crashed into the yuan balloon.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, it was as if a small golden sun appeared out of thin air, and the violent wave of vitality directly knocked all the martial cultivators within a radius of fifty zhang to the ground.

Zhang Yang and the martial arts cultivator in the late stage of the Great Yuan Scholar bore the first challenge, spitting blood from their mouths and rolling backwards.

But when Zhang Yang landed, a carp straightened up, turned over directly, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with his hands, and rushed towards the dense forest opposite at full speed.

The Yuan Qi explosion just now created an excellent opportunity for Zhang Yang, and the martial cultivators who were originally in front of Zhang Yang were now all lying on the ground wailing, and even the martial cultivators in the late stage of the Great Yuan Warrior who were crazy and Zhang Yang were also seriously injured and unconscious.

But Zhang Yang was not, with Zhang Yang's body as strong as a spirit beast, he was only slightly injured in the explosion of Yuan Qi just now, and his heart and lungs were slightly shaken, which did not affect Zhang Yang's ability to act.

The wind under his feet was blowing brightly, and he was getting closer and closer to the dense forest, and those tall trees seemed to be touchable by reaching out.

"Fifteen zhang!"

"Shizhang!"

"Hachijo!"

"Sanzhang!"

Just when Zhang Yang's heart was about to step into the dense forest, a hoarse voice suddenly sounded in Zhang Yang's ears.

"You'd better stay!

Zhang Yang's face suddenly changed greatly, and his right leg suddenly kicked forward a step hard, stopping his body rushing forward, and at the same time, his body twisted rapidly, rushing towards his side.

It was too late, and at the moment when Zhang Yang turned around, several black rays of light shot out from the dense forest in front of him with a chilling aura, just brushing Zhang Yang's body.

In the verdant dense forest, the sound of Si Xi Suo Suo sounded, and then nearly twenty martial cultivators wrapped in black robes slowly walked out.

The aura exuded by each of these martial cultivators was at the level of the late stage of the Great Yuan Scholar, and the five black-clothed people led by him gave Zhang Yang an unfathomable feeling.

"How can this be?" Zhang Yang was horrified in his heart, seeing that he was about to enter the dense forest, and from then on the dragon entered the abyss, but at the last moment, a terrible force was killed from the dense forest, and this force had an indelible hatred with Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang's heart suddenly rose a sense of powerlessness at this time, he calculated and planned in every way, and he did not hesitate to fight desperately, and in the end, the bamboo basket was empty!

"Boy, hand over the divine soldier and what you got behind that cliff!" One of the black-clothed men walked out, looked at Zhang Yang with an indifferent gaze, and spoke without the slightest emotion.

Belle's figure suddenly flashed in Zhang Yang's mind, "Belle, yes! Belle, the Sky Halo Ring has always been in Belle's hands, they don't know that the Sky Halo Ring is not in my hands, if I don't die, they will never know about it." Yes, I must not die, I want to live!!"

A glimmer of brilliance flashed in Zhang Yang's dull eyes, and after a moment, he became radiant and radiant.

In just this moment's effort, those martial cultivators who were chasing after Zhang Yang finally caught up. After seeing Zhang Yang standing quietly aside, they all breathed a sigh of relief, and when they came back to their senses and looked at the people in black again, they were all shocked.

"What kind of people are they? Why are they all dressed in black robes, and their aura is very powerful, it seems that all of them are martial cultivators of the Great Yuan Shi Realm!"

"It's a very powerful group of people, that kid seems to have been stopped by this group of people, otherwise this kid's slippery head would have run away without a trace!" one of them looked at the unsung Nunu mouth, thinking deeply.

But more martial cultivators had solemn faces, they were all disciples of some sect families with a small reputation on the mainland, and they were also formed in small groups when they entered the Ancient Sword Forest.

In their opinion, the ownership of the divine weapons and peerless secret techniques on Zhang Yang's body in the end must have been born between them, and those cultivators of loose cultivation or small sects were just their cannon fodder, just some chess pieces they used to consume Zhang Yang's vitality.

But now out of nowhere, a force of martial cultivators whose strength is faintly stronger than their head has emerged, how can it not make them a little worried in their hearts, these are all unstable factors, and they will never allow it.

At this time, the scene in the field was a little strange, Zhang Yang was standing in the middle, the black-clothed martial cultivator was standing at the edge of the dense forest, and on the other side were the disciples of those sect families.

"Who are you, from which sect family?" a brocade-robed young man shouted to the man in black over there.

The man in black didn't seem to hear this person's inquiry at all, only the man in the lead slowly raised his head, revealing a miserable white face.

"Hand over the divine soldiers and what you got in the cliff!" this sentence was said to Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang stared at the man in black for a while, and suddenly grinned, revealing a mouthful of big white teeth.

"You want the divine soldiers, and they want them too!" Zhang Yang pointed at the martial cultivators behind him with his backhand, "I gave you the divine soldiers, and they will definitely not give up, and if they give it to them, you will not let me go either." I said, why don't you fight first, and whoever wins, I'll give the divine soldier to whomever I want......

The man in black at the head did not have any reaction to Zhang Yang's words, and repeated the sentence again.

"Give me the Celestial Halo and what you got in the cliff!"

The tone was cold and abnormal, as if it didn't come out of a person's mouth!

The attitude of the man in black not only made Zhang Yang very unhappy, but also made the martial artist who had just asked him lose face and become angry.

"Bastard, I'm asking you, people don't look like people, ghosts don't look like ghosts!"

This time, the black-robed man at the head finally heard this person's words, but this was already the last word this person said in the world.

"Huh!"

Zhang Yang's intuition was in front of him, and a black shadow swept in front of him, bringing a breeze.

"What kind of speed is this!" Zhang Yang's face changed drastically, the vitality in his body suddenly spurted out, and he put his hands in front of his chest, making a defensive posture.

But no attack came at him, and instead he heard a scream behind him.

Hurriedly turning his head, the black-robed man was already standing in front of the group of martial cultivators behind Zhang Yang, one arm passing through the left chest of the brocade-robed young man who had just questioned him, pinching a bloody heart.

And the martial cultivators in the same camp as the brocade-robed young man all stepped back a lot with their faces changing wildly at this time, looking at the scene in front of them in horror.