The four big men in the underground city were all as strong as cattle and were born with divine powers, but at this time, they looked at the young man in front of them with a stunned expression.

The young man was wearing a green robe, and he didn't look strong, but what was special was that his eyes were very bright, like black gems, it was Zhang Qiang.

"Your Excellency is really powerful, the four of my brothers have practiced hard for ten years, and they think that they are all first-class within a radius of a hundred miles. If we do our best, each of us can lift this object, but it will not be as easy as Your Excellency. The man who spoke was bearded, the oldest of the four.

As he spoke, he respectfully saluted Zhang Qiang with his fists, and his eyes were full of sincere admiration. The other three followed tacitly, saluted politely and said in unison: "Your Excellency's divine power, my four brothers admire!"

Zhang Qiang returned the salute, and did not want to say more, so he said goodbye and left.

At this time, it was already night, Zhang Qiang left the fair, his figure flashed, and he disappeared into the night, completely disappearing.

The night wind blew a little cold on his body, Zhang Qiang suddenly stopped, swept around and continued to hurry.

I don't know if it's an illusion, I always feel that there is a pair of eyes staring at him in the night, Ren Zhangqiang is strong-minded, and he also feels cold behind him.

Falling leaves were falling in a rustling manner, mixed with the sound of the wind, as if there was a terrible ghost howling.

The location of the underground fang city is really remote, and the desolate valley in front of it is the way back to the Black Dragon Sect.

Although it felt a little strange today's night, Zhang Qiang had no choice but to cheer up and act as carefully as possible.

Clenching the thick black wooden stick in his hand, Zhang Qiang protected the vital place in front of him.

It stands to reason that such a sparsely populated place should be the safest, but I don't know why, the sense of crisis in Zhang Qiang's heart is getting stronger and stronger.

I stopped to observe many times, but I couldn't find any clues, which was very weird.

A gust of cold wind blew, mixed with a few dead leaves, and swept past Zhang Qiang.

Inexplicably, he felt that his head sank, and when he saw that there was no one around, Zhang Qiang thought: "It seems that it is a hunt for three days and nights in a row, and I have too much energy and hallucinations." When you return to the sect, no matter what, you have to sleep well and recover well. ”

Zhang Qiang is not short of experience in night walking, although his vision is extremely blurred, his speed is not slow at all, if everything goes well, it is estimated that he will be able to reach the realm of the Black Dragon Sect in two hours.

Seeing that he was about to pass through the deserted valley, Zhang Qiang's heart was relieved. As long as you pass here, it is easy to walk a lot, at least you don't have to worry about poisonous insects and beasts in the dense forests of the valley.

"What's that?" Zhang Qiang's pupils shrank, and he saw a black shadow suddenly appear in front of him, and he couldn't see clearly due to his lack of vision.

"Be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years!" Zhang Qiang did not hesitate to use his divine sense, and directly swept the past.

I saw a dragon shadow several zhang long rushing towards him, but in an instant, Zhang Qiang saw the true face of the dragon shadow clearly.

The dragon shadow is actually a wind dragon, which is formed by a lot of fallen leaves being stirred together by the wind in the forest, which is not surprising.

It is important to know that the topography of the Langdao Valley is special, and the trajectory of the airflow is varied, and various strange phenomena are often formed. When I heard that it was severe, even a tornado could occur.

"It turned out to be a wind dragon, causing me to worry about it for so long!" Zhang Qiang muttered, his body slightly off, wanting to avoid the wind dragon and leave the valley as soon as possible.

Although it is said that the trajectory of the wind dragon is changeable, Zhang Qiang's strength is infinite, and with the cultivation of the peak of the third layer of Qi training, it is easy to avoid it.

Slightly missing the route of the wind dragon, Zhang Qiang sped up and saw the wind dragon pass by his side.

Suddenly, a creepy sense of crisis hit his heart, Zhang Qiang only felt that the cold hairs on his body were about to stand up, and his scalp was numb.

"Danger!" Convinced of his intuition, Zhang Qiang didn't think much about it, picked up the black wooden stick in his hand, and smashed it directly towards the wind dragon.

That's right, in such a remote valley, if there is danger, what else can there be besides the wind dragon in front of you?

The wind dragon's tail flicked out at some point and jerked onto the black stick.

I only felt that my hand was sinking, like a thousand catties of force smashed on my heart, Zhang Qiang was horrified.

With a sweet throat, Zhang Qiang closed his mouth, grunted, and swallowed the blood.

At the same time, the spiritual power in the body operated according to a mysterious route.

I saw a flash of inspiration on his body, and a huge tiger phantom appeared behind him, if someone with insight is here, he will definitely be able to recognize this phantom as a descendant of the ancient white tiger beast, a kind of Yanhu.

The black wooden stick was indeed a rare treasure that could withstand the attack of the spirit weapon, and at this time, it was drawn by the dragon's tail, and there was not even a trace left on it.

"Hug the tiger and return to the mountain!" Zhang Qiang directly used the strongest move, the difference was that this time it was performed through the dark wooden stick in his hand.

I heard a loud bang on the ground, and the wind dragons scattered in all directions, and those dead leaves fell.

In just a moment, the fallen leaves around Zhang Qiang were obviously much thicker.

At this time, Zhang Qiang did not destroy Fenglong's sense of accomplishment at all, but felt that his heart was beating suddenly.

The wind dragon will never take the initiative to attack, and there is only one possibility in the current situation, that is, someone disguises his means as a wind dragon and wants to sneak attack him!

"That's right, there are indeed a pair of eyes staring at me!" Zhang Qiang's expression moved, and the black wooden stick in his hand suddenly slashed obliquely, only to see a wind blade whistling out, and the direction was next to a large tree that was one person wide.

"Huh?" A black shadow suddenly appeared there, and he couldn't help but sigh, as if he was very surprised that Zhang Qiang could find out his whereabouts.

At the same time as the black shadow appeared, Zhang Qiang's heart sank, and he secretly exclaimed, "High-level Qi Practitioner!"

Even though it was night, the figure had a flash of light on its body before, and indeed five different halos appeared. Although it was only for a moment, it was seen by Zhang Qiang.

Zhang Qiang was busy hunting demon beasts for several days, and his cultivation never broke through to the fourth layer of Qi training, and with the strength of the third layer of Qi training, he met a master of the fifth layer of Qi training, but he was afraid that he would be dead and lifeless.

"Who are you?" The other party's face was like a mist, and Zhang Qiang couldn't find out, so he asked at the moment.

The man obviously didn't mean to explain, and his palms kept flipping, as if he was casting some extremely powerful spell.

I saw a stream of spiritual light shining, like thunder and lightning appearing in the night, and it disappeared in a flash.

The other party obviously intended to hide his identity, and there was a veil on his face that could hide his divine sense, so that Zhang Qiang's divine sense could not be snooped.

However, at the moment when the aura exploded, Zhang Qiang saw the figure of the man.

That person was slightly taller than Zhang Qiang, and his body was very burly, and the exercises he performed were also available in the Black Dragon Sect, called: "Fallen Leaf Palm"

It is said that this exercise is cultivated to a high depth, but there is no wind and waves, and the vitality of the heaven and earth around the body is oneself, which is a rare high-grade exercise.

However, with his breath, a cloud of spiritual light gathered in front of the man's palms, and strangely, the fallen leaves within a few feet of his body seemed to be attracted, circling and floating towards his palms.

In the deserted valley in the dark night, the light is so dim that it is almost impossible to see people, but the wind howls, like a terrible lonely soul screaming, which makes people feel creepy.

Zhang Qiang is only a third-layer peak cultivator, and in the face of a fifth-layer qi practitioner, he knows that he is absolutely hostile.

But he didn't sit still, I saw his figure slowly retreating, his face full of fear, and everyone who saw it would think that he was a little stunned by fright.

At this time, there were only two people in the valley. Of course, Zhang Qiang's expression is not for himself, when the difference in strength is too big, the only chance is to make the opponent careless.

The person who made the shot really didn't disappoint him, and sneered disdainfully after seeing his expression.

Zhang Qiang's ears moved slightly, and finally sighed in disappointment, and said secretly: "I have never been able to recognize this person, even if he looks down on me, he will not speak, he is really careful enough!"

At this moment, a wind dragon shook its head and tail, and pounced directly on Zhang Qiang.

Unlike the wind dragon he had broken before, this wind dragon was more agile and condensed, and it was much more powerful.

Zhang Qiang unconsciously grasped the small black stick with one hand, and put the other hand on a tree trunk behind him at some point.

"Escape!" Seeing that the other party was still standing in place after sacrificing the wind dragon, Zhang Qiang slapped the trunk with his left hand, and the whole person swam up along the trunk.

But no matter how fast he was, he couldn't always be faster than a spell.

I saw that his wind dragon body was swinging and swimming rapidly, but he couldn't breathe, so he stuck to Zhang Qiang's back, took a big mouth, and bit it directly.

Zhang Qiang's heart sank, and the spiritual power in his body spurted out, and he instantly submerged into the small stick.

As if he had eyes in his back, Zhang Qiang violently swung a small stick behind his back, hitting the head of the wind dragon.

The wind dragon only stopped for a moment, then bypassed the small stick and pounced again.

There was a loud bang on the ground, Zhang Qiang's teeth were clenched, and blood was overflowing from the corners of his mouth.

After just one fight, his internal organs were as if they had been attacked by a huge force, and his body had already suffered extremely serious injuries.

But at the same time, his body shot out like a cannonball, and the speed was three points faster than that of the wind dragon.

This is exactly his plan to escape with the power of the opponent's blow at the cost of physical injury.

Although he was hit hard, he always expected it, Xiao Yan didn't disappoint him, and blocked most of the opponent's strength.

Otherwise, with the cultivation of the two-layer realm, he could be killed by the other party in seconds.

"When did you have such an enemy of a high-level qi cultivator?"

Zhang Qiang didn't think much about it, and with the advantage of a moment's speed, he ran wildly, swinging his small stick and smashing it into the trees around him from time to time.

On the one hand, it relies on trees to interfere with the opponent's attack methods, and on the other hand, it accelerates with the help of the anti-shock power transmitted by the small stick.

The other party was worthy of being a high-level qi practitioner, and he was not thrown away by Zhang Qiang at all, but chased after him step by step.

Seeing that the distance was only a few zhang, Zhang Qiang frowned tightly, and said in his heart: "If it goes on like this, it will only take a moment to catch up, absolutely not!"

"Fight!" Zhang Qiang was seriously injured at this time, but the spiritual power in his body could barely be used again to hug the tiger and return to the mountain.

However, the current situation did not allow him to think too much, there was still some distance from the Black Dragon Sect here, and if he did not limit the speed of the other party, he would never be able to escape.

"Hug the tiger and return to the mountain!" Zhang Qiang shouted, and the remaining spiritual power in his body operated according to a specific route.

I saw a phantom behind me, a fierce tiger roared in the sky, and a tiger leaped towards the wind dragon.

After sacrificing the magic trick, Zhang Qiang didn't even look at it, all the strength on his body was condensed under his feet, and he ran wildly towards the direction of the Black Dragon Sect.

After feeling a few loud noises coming from his back, Zhang Qiang's heart sank, and he clearly sensed that the exercises he had performed quickly dissipated, and then he felt a deadly crisis coming from behind.

"Is it really impossible to escape?" Zhang Qiang's spiritual power had already been exhausted, and he blocked Xiao Yan's stick behind him, and there was no other means.

Hearing a bang, Zhang Qiang felt a big shock in his heart, and then he spurted out a mouthful of blood arrows, and the whole person flew forward, his head sank, he couldn't hold on anymore, and his eyelids seemed to weigh 10,000 catties, and slowly closed......