Chapter 300: The Reincarnation of an Immortal (Chapter 4)

A group of elders and disciples from the Black Wood Cliff quickly chased out of here, but Zhang Yuan had already disappeared without a trace.

Even a grandmaster-level figure failed to lock onto Zhang Yuan's body.

The three Grandmaster-level elders who rushed to the front had deep horror in their eyes.

What is this sacred?

Their young master's skills are profound, stronger than them, and they are already third-order masters, how terrible it is to injure and kidnap their young master in such a short period of time.

"It's the lion's roar, we have just been affected by the lion's roar, and there was a brief loss of consciousness, and most of that person is a Shaolin monk. ”

An elder's face was furious.

"Damn, when was he targeted by Shaolin, the young master is missing, how can I go back and explain, I must find that group of bald thieves tomorrow and ask clearly!"

Another elder shouted angrily.

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Zhang Yuan's feet were windy, the speed was fast, and his five fingers tightly locked the neck of the red-haired youth, preventing him from having any struggle, and daring to make any abnormal movement would hurt the killer and break his neck.

The red-haired young man was sandwiched under Zhang Yuan's armpit, his face flushed, and he kept vomiting blood, and he was so embarrassed that he was going to die.

He almost went crazy.

Obviously, his strength is unfathomable, but every time he meets this Zhang Yuan, he will play abnormally, and his strength will be exerted at most ninety percent, and even eighty percent of his strength has not been exerted just now.

This Zhang Yuan is his nemesis at all.

He's going crazy.

Call!

Zhang Yuan ran wildly all the way, running for dozens of miles in one go, not even leaving a trace along the way, and the blood in the red-haired young man's mouth was just spit out and was dispersed by his palm wind.

Soon, Zhang Yuan ran to a mountain forest in the distance with the red-haired young man in his pocket.

He finally stopped, but instead of letting go of the red-haired youth's body, he still held it in his hands. He hadn't learned the method of acupoints, so after letting him go, it was easy for other things to happen.

It's better to keep it in your hand safely.

"Fate comes and goes, fate comes and goes, fate gathers, life is long, where don't we meet, Zhao Gongzi, we meet again. ”

Zhang Yuan smiled.

Well, this passage is still good.

"What do you want?"

The red-haired youth exclaimed.

"I'm looking for Zhao Gongzi to talk about your plan to deal with me? I don't know how Zhao Gongzi's plan will be implemented? Do you need to cooperate with you?"

Zhang Yuan asked curiously.

"You''''

The red-haired youth became angry and spurted out a mouthful of blood again.

How much did this Zhang Yuan hear?

The waste of the hall master was followed by Zhang Yuan all the time, and he didn't even notice it.

"Zhang Shaoxia, you and I don't have any deep hatred, I admit that I want to deal with you, but these plans have not been implemented yet, I can help you deal with other people, you and I can form allies. ”

The red-haired youth said.

"Against other people?"

Zhang Yuan smiled slightly, unmoved.

"Zhang Shaoxia, I know that you are profound, but there is one person, you must not be his opponent, he hates you to the core, and he will not let you go. ”

The red-haired youth said.

"Who?"

Zhang Yuan asked.

"That little demon god of the Nakshatra Sect. ”

The red-haired young man spoke: "You may not know his origin yet, I learned something from my sect leader, this person is the reincarnation of an immortal, with endless potential, the destruction of the Star Sect and the death of Gu Yuexi in your hands, he will definitely deal with you, with his potential, it is easy to destroy you." ”

"Reincarnation of an immortal?"

Zhang Yuan showed a different color.

He remembered Ren Xingyun's words again.

When he was in the Broken Soul Mountain Range, three teenagers appeared, with profound skills, and they were on a par with Ren Xingyun at that time, could it be that this little demon god was one of them?

The last time the Star Sect destroyed the Gate, it was true that they didn't meet each other.

"Where is he?"

Zhang Yuan asked.

"I just found out where he is hiding, if you let me go, I'll tell you. ”

The red-haired youth said in a deep voice.

Zhang Yuan pondered.

After a moment, he spoke: "No need, it's too dangerous for people like you to stay." ”

With a sharp pinch, he was about to break the neck of the red-haired young man.

But at this moment, the red-haired young man shouted, and his entire neck was suddenly wrapped in a layer of black light, as if it had turned into a mass of black gel, soft and weak, and his body suddenly fell backwards.

Burst!

Zhang Yuan's five fingers grabbed it and penetrated directly through this mass of black gel, and he couldn't help but show surprise.

The red-haired young man's body retreated dozens of feet, blood was dripping from his neck, and a large piece of flesh and blood was caught, which was shocking, but he avoided the vital point of his body.

"I'm angry, Zhang Yuan, I don't share the sky with you!"

He let out a roar and turned to leave.

Zhang Yuan's face changed, and his body quickly chased after him.

However, the red-haired young man's move had been brewing for a long time, and the meridians in his body had also been dredged, and after withdrawing, all his skills were able to be exerted, and he immediately exerted all his speed, fleeing into the distance, and at the same time, his breath was hidden, as if he had completely melted into the darkness.

"Damn. ”

Zhang Yuan scolded secretly.

The other party's move was completely beyond his expectations.

This hanging wall really can't be solved by common sense.

He raised his hand and slapped it.

Bang!

The palm rushed through, shattering a large number of boulders and trees, but it failed to stop the opponent in the slightest.

Zhang Yuan quickly rushed over, wanting to lock the other party with Cihang Huiyan, but after the other party ran for a distance, he actually disappeared directly from his Cihang Hui's eyes.

Cihang's discerning eyes can see through all kinds of illusions and illusions, but it is difficult for the other party to penetrate this method of breathing, unless it is within a very short distance.

After Zhang Yuan chased seven or eight miles, he completely lost the trace of the other party.

His face was ugly, and he looked at the blood on his fingers.

What kind of clever forbidden art is this?

He was able to escape from his powerful talon skills.

"Bastard. ”

Zhang Yuan scolded secretly and turned to leave.

Since the other party has fled, he will definitely not flee to the residence again, most likely to find a place to heal.

So it's useless for him to chase him to the residence now.

Zhang Yuan hurried out of here.

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When dawn came, the sky gradually lit up.

When Zhang Yuan rushed back to the ancient town, the black crow also flew out of the mountain road in the distance, making a harsh and ugly sound from its mouth.

"Quack, boy, what a heavy smell of blood, you're going to kill?"

Black crows hovered above his head.

Zhang Yuan was upset and ignored him.

Let's go!

Another puddle of bird poop falling from the sky.

When Zhang Yuan heard the voice, his body flashed, and he avoided it instantly, and at the same time touched a stone in his hand.

"Quack"

The black raven continued to hover above him, making a triumphant call.

Zhang Yuan glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, transported the stone into the internal strength, and flicked his fingers.

Sou!

Fast as lightning, rushing out in an instant.

Bang!

The black crow screamed, and its beaten body trembled and fell from the sky, and it fluttered its wings desperately, trying to fly high into the air.

But Zhang Yuan's dragon snatcher had already caught it and fished it back.

"Haha, it's finally in my hands again. ”

Zhang Yuan carried the black crow and laughed loudly.

Along the way, I was constantly pulled feces on my head by this goods, and no matter how good my temper was, I didn't have a good temper.

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