Chapter 242: Counter-Killing
Almighty Cultivation Supreme
This chase ended with the consumption of the true qi in the body of Hina Mo!
Looking at Zhang Bairen who was far away, Xiao Mo's face became gloomy, Zhang Bairen felt that the Yan Mo Duan was difficult, but Xiao Mo felt that Zhang Bairen Duan was even more difficult.
I used my biggest hole cards, but I was still run away by this kid, and this time things are in big trouble.
Xiao Mo got on the horse and looked at Zhang Bairen and the Turkic warriors who were competing in front, and a bad feeling rose from his heart!
It's a pity that at this time, Xiao Mo is too far away from the field, and he can only see a group of small black dots in the distance.
Zhang Bairen stopped, panting and looking at the people behind him, watching more than fifty Turkic warriors chasing after him on horseback, with a sneer in his eyes: "It's cool to chase! Xiao Mo, this bastard chased Lao Tzu all the way, Monk Fa Ming was right before, facing Xiao Mo should be killed with one blow, and he should not be given a chance to use his magical powers!"
"Whoosh!" The trapped immortal rope pierced the air and instantly hit the chest of a Turkic warrior, only to see the Turkic warrior being pumped away like a cannonball, and for a moment there was no sound, flicking his legs on the sand, and the whole person fell to the ground.
"You yourself catch up and send you to death, then it's no wonder to me!" Zhang Bairen burst out on the immortal rope, the horse instantly collapsed to the ground, and the Turkic warrior planted his horse.
"Zheng!"
The cold light flickered, and the sword aura was terrifying!
Zhu Xian's sword intent was turbulent, and a group of Yi Jian strong people had no power to resist in the face of Zhu Xian's sword intent, and they were gently slashed through their throats by the long sword.
If you don't reach the realm of Yi Bone, you won't even have a chance to get rid of the sword intent, and your body has lost its sense of induction with your soul and turned into a dumb puppet.
Only those who are strong can exercise their bones, be strong and win qi and blood, and protect their souls with qi and blood. The soul is hidden in the blood and breath.
The martial artists of the Yijin realm nourish the muscles and veins with qi and blood, which not only cannot protect the soul, but makes the soul break and bloom.
Zhang Bairen's long sword was like a spiritual snake, and it had turned into a finger twist, like a rope, wrapped around the arm of a Turkic warrior, and bit the opponent's throat in the blink of an eye.
"Don't! Stop!" Hina's voice was full of eagerness in the distance.
Don't think that Zhang Bairen is like a chicken and duck when he kills Brother Yijin, just think that Brother Yijin is weak, on the contrary, Brother Yijin is the main force of a tribe, and the realm of Yi Gu is a high-end combat power.
If there is no Yi Jin, how can Yi Gu come from? Yi Jin is the new force of Yi Gu, and after slaughtering so many Yi Jin strong people, will not all the hope of the future of the tribe be cut off?
"There is no good bird outside the fortress!" Zhang Bairen's long sword slashed through the throats of one Turkic warrior, and one corpse fell to the ground, and the red blood stained the desert.
Hina Mo was too far away from here, so he didn't come to his aid at all, so he could only watch the killing go on in the distance, and his own fifty guards died tragically!
"Ahh
The true qi is exhausted, and the earth escape technique cannot be used!
Hate!
At this time, Hina Mo hatred is monstrous!
He hated himself for running out of mana!
Hate yourself for not being careful!
Everyone looked down on that child!
Hina Mo cried out sadly, this is actually no wonder of him, because of negligence and buried under Zhang Bairen's sword, the vain ghosts are definitely not only these guys in front of him.
Zhang Bairen stroked his chin, looked at the corpses all over the ground, and waved at the young man who fell into the yellow sand, waving his smugness.
Common sense killed this group of Turkic warriors, according to common sense, Zhang Bairen is absolutely not able to carry a river cart at this age! According to common sense, Zhang Bairen's martial arts cultivation at a young age will definitely not be so strong!
After living for more than 30 years, will you be afraid of a child who can neither carry a river cart nor cultivate advanced martial arts?
And there is another reason, that is, the big guy has more than 50 strong men, and he can't be a child?
"Boy, this is not over!" Hina Mo's eyes cracked, and her eyes were scarlet as if they could drip blood.
Hina Mo's hideous face, Zhang Bairen can't see it, and he doesn't want to see it.
"If you have the ability, just come and chase me!" Zhang Bairen turned over and took a dozen horses and headed towards the pass.
A dozen horses can be sold for a good price, and they are worth a lot of silver!
Staring at Zhang Bairen's back, Xiao Mo slammed his fist on the yellow sand, and his eyes were murderous: "Fools! are all a bunch of fools! Bow and arrow! Why don't you use a bow and arrow!"
As he spoke, Xiao Mo took out the recorder from his bosom and played it slowly.
After a while, only the sound of a rope was heard, and the yellow sand was rippling, chasing in the direction where Zhang Bairen left.
"It's not over!" Xiao Mo slowly got out of the yellow sand, took out his pen and ink and began to write, and soon saw that the letter was written, and a sandworm came out of the soil, put the letter in his mouth, and turned to leave.
In front of the Dragon Gate Inn, the warriors of Tamonmon were looting for loot.
The Tata leader stood on the ruins of the inn, silent, looking at the people with happy faces and counting the goods, and sighed: "The weak eat the strong!"
"Why hasn't Hina Mo come back yet?" the man frowned and looked at the sky.
At that moment, the ground squirmed, and a sandworm came out of it, spitting out a bamboo tube with slime in its mouth.
The leader was not disgusted and disgusted, and after picking up the bamboo tube and opening it, his face suddenly changed: "Lost!"
"Tie Gong, you take fifty warriors to follow the sandworms to help! This kid dares to kill so many warriors like Tamonmon, and he must not be allowed to leave alive" The patriarch snorted coldly: "Don't count, hurry up and transport the goods away, and enter the Turkic territory early, so you can rest assured!"
Distance
The female shopkeeper dressed in white stood in the yellow sand, looked at the Turkic centaur with a gloomy face, took out a strange leather from her bosom, picked up charcoal and began to write on the skin.
After a long time, after the writing was completed, a flash of light flashed and all the fonts actually fell, and the animal skin was as bright as new, only two big black characters appeared in front of me: "Received!"
"Received, these guys are getting more and more lazy" The female shopkeeper rolled her eyes speechlessly: "The Tamonmon family actually dares to rob my Dragon Gate Inn, this matter must not be resigned!
After finishing speaking, the female shopkeeper put away the skin: "I don't know if that kid is dead! Zhang Bairen is right, the old lady remembers you! The yellow-haired child actually dares to tease the old lady, and he will definitely make you look good in the future!"
Seeing Ta Mengmeng's people leave with the goods, the female shopkeeper took a deep breath: "Since it has been reported to the organization, it is inconvenient for me to intervene in this matter." ”
In the desert
Zhang Bairen was paralyzed on the yellow sand, looking at the scorching sun in the sky, and the gusts of wind and sand whistled by, blowing people with dust and upset.
Stroking the real water bowl, a touch of intoxication flashed in Zhang Bairen's eyes, immersed in fluctuations, unable to extricate himself.
is indeed unable to extricate himself, and then gradually understands and analyzes the fluctuations, Zhang Bairen's cognition of space seems to have made full progress.
Spells and supernatural powers are created by man! How to create? Spirits are needed, fate is needed! Knowledge is needed!
As long as you have enough insight and knowledge, you can create your own magic and supernatural powers.
With the perception of space, Zhang Bairen began to feel the most essential spatial power in the real water bowl, and the most essential spatial structure.
It's all fascinating.
The hole in the pot, the sleeve of the universe, this is the legendary move, if you can one day open up the pot in the hole, the sleeve of the universe, wouldn't you want to die beautifully!
In the past, Zhang Bairen always thought that all this was a legend, but with the analysis of the real water bowl, the space was lifted in front of Zhang Bairen, and countless spatial truths were revealed in front of Zhang Bairen, waiting for Zhang Bairen to comprehend and analyze!
It is also thanks to Zhang Bairen's wisp of the ultimate Yang God, or the ultimate essence of divinity, otherwise even if the spatial mystery is really in front of you, you will not be able to touch it.
Not only is it a real water bowl, but the hosta Zhang Bairen on his head is also always aware, constantly understanding the magic brought by the hairpin.
However, the method of hairpins is too profound, even with Zhang Bairen's knowledge, it is quite difficult to comprehend, which is definitely not something that can be done in a day or two.
Countless stars in the sky came into view, and Zhang Bairen stroked the real water bowl: "It's almost over! If I can comprehend the mustard seed Sumeru, I will definitely make a fortune!"
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