After the Taoist man appeared, he looked at Zhang Yu, and he was a little surprised: "It's you?"

Zhang Yu's eyes moved slightly, he didn't know the other party, but when he heard this person's words, he could immediately guess that this person should be the person who tried to deceive them with "Yuan Shen Zhaoying" before, he said: "It turned out to be a respected driver." ”

When Si Lan heard the two of them talking, she suddenly felt a little desperate, it turned out that these two people really knew each other!

But she soon realized that something was wrong, the two men knew each other, but they seemed to be hostile to each other, she looked ahead, then at the back, and carefully moved her body to the side of the fork in the road.

That Dao person didn't have time to pay attention to her at the moment, but focused on Zhang Yu.

He was hesitating whether to do it now.

Although he had thought about making the person who destroyed his magic weapon pay the price, he hoped that he would do it again after he became stronger.

Because he didn't know his opponent, this kind of encountering combat was something he had tried to avoid in the past.

Zhang Yu could feel that the aura of this Taoist was very impure, and he could feel that there was a cruel aura, which meant that the mana essence on the other party's body was not all cultivated by himself, but absorbed the essence of others, and even carried out living sacrifices.

Combined with the previous attempt by this person to trick them into following them, this is very obviously an evil cultivator, and there are definitely a lot of lives in his hands.

This kind of character is very evil, and since he has seen it, he can't let it go, so he slowly walks forward.

That person was very sensitive to the changes in the qi, as soon as Zhang Yu's hostility was revealed, he immediately sensed it, and he reacted quickly, and immediately his sleeves flicked, and an incense burner flew out, and in a flash, a white light sprinkled down, covering him inside.

When Zhang Yu worshipped under that teacher before, he had tried to learn from several of his peers, but at that time, he didn't even have the light of his heart, and it was just a contest of mortal skills, so this was the first time he fought with Zhenxiu.

However, as soon as he saw the other party sacrifice the talisman weapon for the first time, he had a familiar feeling, because he saw that the fighting methods between the same sects in the past were usually the same, only Tao Dingfu alone did not use anything else except the sword.

He didn't care about the other party, as soon as his mind urged, the sword light flashed, like a thunderbolt, and it shot away, directly hitting the other party's layer of protective light.

The layer of white light on that person's body suddenly shook violently a few times, and his face changed, and he copied the incense burner in his arms, and the light and mist flashed under his feet, and he wrapped himself and fled directly.

He secretly cursed in his heart, "What kind of world is this, any monk you meet is a sword cultivator!"

He knew very well that fighting with a sword cultivator who had a heart and sword in this cave where there was no room for maneuver was to find death, even if he had more magic weapons on his body, it was useless.

It's no wonder that he was careless, although he saw Zhang Yu holding a sword before, but Xuan Xiu usually rarely uses magic weapons, at most he uses some creations of the Heavenly Machine Department, where would he have thought that Zhang Yu could actually refine the sword weapon to such a point.

However, although his speed was not slow, it was not as fast as the flying sword, and the sword light not only caught up at this moment, but also slashed dozens of times on his protective light in an instant.

The incense burner in his arms hummed and vibrate, and the outer layer of light also trembled, and in the blink of an eye, only a thin layer remained, and it was about to break.

Fortunately, at this time, there was a relatively open cave hall in front of him, his eyes lit up, and he accelerated into it, and as soon as he fell into it, he stood firm under his feet, and then raised the incense burner again, and at the same time urged the mana with all his strength, and the white light of the talisman expanded and thickened again.

When he got here, he felt that he had room to maneuver, and he could let go and fight the enemy.

Zhang Yu also then stepped into this room, if he could kill the enemy with a remote sword, then he would definitely do it, but the farther the flying sword went, the less mental power it attached, and the greater the consumption, to deal with such an enemy with the protection of magic weapons, it was still necessary to shoot within a certain range.

At this time, taking advantage of the fact that the light of the outer protection was not extinguished, the Dao man shook his sleeves, and suddenly a purple-red sand mist rolled out, which dispersed in an instant, and poured into the surrounding corridors.

This is a mouthful of "Tianjun Cloud Sand" that he refined, this thing can be heavy and light, far and near, all by his will, and because it is in harmony with his mana, he can shuttle freely in the sand fog, while foreign things will be blocked everywhere and become sluggish and sluggish, so that the flying sword can be contained to the greatest extent.

On the other side at this moment, Si Lan was relieved to see the two of them leave one after another, but not long after she relaxed, she saw clouds of purple-red sand mist rushing out from the depths of the corridor.

She hurriedly dodged out, but she was caught off guard, she still accidentally got a little wet, and her movements suddenly slowed down, and as the sand and mist gradually came up, she felt as if she was pressed by something else, and her tall metal body shook a few times, and she knelt down on one knee with a bang, and even the ground that carried her was sinking down unconsciously.

She panicked, "Pure white, what's going on?"

Chun Bai said: "That's right, this should be an object that combines physical and spiritual nature." Use your spiritual power to temporarily resist the spiritual side, and then use the power given to you by the outer armor to break free. ”

Si Lan immediately did so, a spiritual light rose from her body, and consciously pushed the smoke away, and sure enough, she was able to stand up again, she used her strength to walk out step by step, and it didn't take long for her to walk out of the sand and mist.

She exhaled a long breath and said, "Pure white, you are finally a little useful this time, otherwise I will confess." ”

Chunbai said: "After all, you are just affected, and the monk's attention is not on you, so it is not difficult to break free." ”

Si Lan said angrily: "Don't be so straightforward in the future, you will have no friends." ”

Chun Bai said: "My ability needs to be improved urgently, and I need you to expand your knowledge and increase your knowledge." ”

Si Lan had a little headache and said, "Is there any way to hurry up?"

Chunbai said: "If someone is willing, I can communicate with his observer, so that I can improve quickly." ”

Si Lan said bitterly: "This matter is a bit difficult to do, forget it, think about it later, Lu Lao was taken away by those mercenary soldiers, and now he should be out of danger, I will go back and ask him what the old man has to say." ”

Chunbai said: "Don't you leave now?"

Si Lan looked into the depths of the Yongdao and said, "No matter what, that monk saved me, although I can't help him, but I can't just leave, at least confirm the results." ”

Zhang Yu saw the purple-red smoke gushing out at this time, and he felt that this thing would definitely have some kind of impact on the cicada sword, so he turned his mind and swept the sword blade to the sky, and at the same time took a step forward, and said in his mouth: "Retreat!"

As soon as he spoke, the purple-red smoke seemed to be swept by a mighty wind, retreating towards the rear, revealing the man's figure again.

At this time, the cicada sword hanging high above fell from above at the same time, and with just one blow, the light of that person's support was almost shattered, and this person's expression changed greatly, and he hurriedly pinched the trick to stabilize.

Zhang Yu took another step forward at this moment and said, "Ban!"

The incense burner floating in the sky shook violently, and the aura suddenly disappeared and fell from the sky.

The man lost his shield, his face was terrified, and he was about to fly away.

Zhang Yu took the third step at this time, and at the same time said in his mouth: "Seal!"

The man was shocked, only to feel that the mana in his body was banned, although it was only a very short moment, but the flying sword outside did not miss the opportunity, suddenly, a ray of sword light just turned around his neck, and the head had already slid down.

The body of the man stood still, and then a mass of filthy and evil spirits escaped from it, and rushed into the distance, and the sword light flashed behind him, and chased after him, stirring in the air, as if he heard a miserable scream, and the soul was scattered without a trace.

Zhang Yu stretched out his hand, grabbed the sword light back, and returned it into the sheath, and the headless body of the man shook at this time, and finally fell to the ground.

And the billowing purple-red smoke lost its mana sustenance, and it also turned into tiny grains of crystal sand, crackling and sprinkling down.

At this time, he heard a certain sound, as if something was falling down together, and when he turned around, he saw that it was a lot of bottles and jars, which fell not far from the Taoist beside him.

He thought about it for a while, it seems that the other party should have used some means to contain these things in his purple and red sand mist, and now that the person is dead, these things will be exposed.

It's just that at this moment, he felt a faint flow of heat, his heart moved, he walked over, took a look, reached out and took it into his hand.

This is a jade statue, just a blue-faced fang, three heads and six arms, extremely evil, such an appearance, it can be called a golem, but it looks like a Tianxia style, not the flow of indigenous gods.

The statue is well preserved, and judging by the gloss and residual scent, it is clear that the owner has been wiping it down frequently, rather than dusty.

He looked at this statue and immediately remembered the statue that Qin Wu had given him when he was in the East Garden.

He couldn't help but ponder, it seems that there are indeed some people who worship these things, but what is their purpose? Why did that Taoist carry a god statue with him, even though he was a monk?

He decided to ask someone else when he went back to see if he could find a similar clue.

His eyes fell, and he swept those bits and pieces again, which were nothing more than some pill ointments, as well as a few left magic weapons, these things were all faintly evil spirits, and there was a bloody smell that rushed to the nose, and he would not use them.

So he waved his sleeves, turned over the layers of dirt, buried those things and the body of the person together, and after a little induction, he came in the direction where Si Lan was.

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