Outwitting the monk spared his life, so naturally he would not play with Zhang Philosophy. It's just that he has been fighting for two incense sticks, and he hasn't taken down the little guy in front of him who is only six levels of qi refining, which makes the IQ monk very angry, and he never thought that Zhang Zhizhi was so difficult.

The leopard turned into a long ribbon, blending with the night sky, and with Zhang Zhizhi's crazy attack, he slowly and silently approached the outwitting monk, until he was ten zhang behind the outwitting monk before rushing forward, and immediately wrapped the head of the outwitting monk.

Where would the outwitting monk think that there was a ghost pawn behind him, and suddenly his head was covered by a cloud of black mist, and his eyes and ears suddenly lost their function. "What is this?" Monk Outwitting couldn't even shout, and immediately panicked, forgetting even the magic weapon to drive, and only used his hands to grasp the black mist wrapped around his face.

Leopard San's cultivation was originally similar to that of the outwitting monk, how could he easily let him scatter himself, and bursts of strange laughter came out of the black mist, wrapping the head and face of the outwitting monk even more densely.

Zhang Zhe was waiting for this moment, at this time, seeing that the leopard three had succeeded, where was there any need to consider, the three flying swords bypassed the two magic weapons that had lost control of the monk Zhisheng, and the three flying swords flew forward at the same time, and with a stir on the neck of the monk Zhisheng, his head was cut off.

The head of the outwitting monk was wrapped in black smoke that the leopard three had turned into, and his body fell straight down. Zhang Zhe drove the flying sword and rushed down, grabbed the ankle of the outwitting monk, lifted his body up, and then quickly ripped off the storage bag on his waist, and touched it in the arms of the outwitting monk, but there was no fart, and then as soon as he let go, the corpse of the outwitting monk fell downward.

Turning back, the Zen staff of the monk and a pair of copper cymbals lost the master's control, the brilliance suddenly dimmed, suspended in the air motionless, Zhang Philosopher received the Zen staff and the copper cymbal into the storage bag, at this time the leopard three had already let go of the head of the monk of wisdom, turned into a figure, and stood in the air with the ears of the monk of wisdom.

"It was a pleasure to work with. Zhang Philosopher smiled and flew to Leopard San's side and raised his palm.

Leopard San didn't know what Zhang Zhe meant by holding up a palm, and thought that he was going to outwit the monk's head, so he handed the head over.

Zhang Zhe slapped his head away, raised his palm again, and said, "Come, slap your hands and celebrate the victory." Happy to work with. ”

Only then did Leopard San understand what this young master meant by holding up his slap, and hurriedly stretched out his palm and patted Zhang Philosopher, and said with a smile: "Happy cooperation." ”

Zhang Zhezhi put away the three flying swords and said to Leopard San: "Let's go." ”

"Master, where are we going?"

"Of course, it's to go to Qingming Mountain. ”

"The thief monk didn't dare to go, what are we going to do?"

Zhang Philosophy drove the flying sword forward, and replied: "If he doesn't dare to go, it doesn't mean that I don't dare to go, Master, and let's just go and see, if we have the chance, we will try, if we don't have the opportunity, we will hide outside and watch the excitement, maybe we can pick up a leak or something." ”

Leopard San said: "Master, why don't you see if there is a treasure map in the thief monk's storage bag? If not, why don't you go in vain?"

"Of course I know this little master, if you want to see it, you have to wait to find a quiet place and then watch it slowly, what should I do if I read it wrong in the middle of the night?" Zhang Zhi This is a dead duck with a hard mouth, he only cares about being happy, where did he think of looking at the storage bag of the monk who outwitted him, but the leopard three said it, if he didn't even think about this, how faceless, how could he still be the boss of the family?

Still Leopard San was honest, grabbed his hair, and said with a smile: "Yes, you are still thoughtful, master." ”

Zhang Zhe said triumphantly: "That's." ”

A man and a ghost chatted all the way until it was almost dawn before they landed by a river. Leopard San went back to rest in the gourd, Zhang Zhe washed up by the river, flew forward along the river, found a huge tree hole to get into, and moved stones to block the entrance of the hole, in case a wild beast broke in during his meditation.

Although the time to fight with the outwitting monk is not long, it is only the time of two or three pillars of incense, but at the same time the control of three flying swords makes the consumption of the Purple Qi Crazy Demon Sword Technique on the true yuan is very great, and the opponent is a master who is two layers higher than himself, when the real yuan is like a rushing river, it gushes out, and it flies all night, and now the true yuan is only less than three percent, if he does not recover, he will not dare to move forward.

At the same time, he took two pills, and then controlled the medicinal power to transform into the true element, and slowly replenished the true yuan into the dantian.

It took a day and a night to completely restore the true yuan in the dantian, and he got out of the tree hole early in the morning, took some cooked food and roasted it, ready to fill his stomach. In fact, with his current cultivation, he can completely do without eating, but eating is a habit and a kind of enjoyment, so if it is not necessary, Zhang Zhizhi does not want to give up this habit.

The two roast chickens had just been roasted, and before he could eat them, the little white fox woke up from his arms. First, he poked his head out and looked outside, smelling the aroma of meat, and then stared at the roasted roast chicken, jumped out of Zhang Philosopher's arms, stood at Zhang Philosopher's feet, glanced at the roast chicken, and then looked at Zhang Philosopher, chirping in his mouth.

The first time Zhang Zhe saw the little white fox wanting to eat, he pulled a chicken wing, put it in front of the little white fox with a handkerchief, nodded at its forehead and said with a smile: "You little guy, you come out when you smell the fragrance? I thought you would have to sleep for a few more days." ”

The little white fox seemed to be very satisfied, and Zhang Zhezhi put a handkerchief under the chicken wings, rubbed his head on his hand a few times, and then stood next to the chicken wings and ate it. Zhang Zhezhi looked at the palm-sized little white fox willing to eat a chicken wing longer than its body, and couldn't help laughing, seeing that it was eating deliciously, he ripped off a chicken leg and ate it.

Before he could finish gnawing on a chicken leg, he heard the little white fox start barking again. When I looked down, I saw that one chicken wing had been eaten, and only the bones were there. Zhang Zhe looked down and asked the little white fox in surprise: "Why do you eat so fast?" He couldn't figure out how the little white fox who didn't have chicken wings could eat a chicken wing so quickly, could this be the fox's talent?

The little white fox looked at him and barked a few more times, as if urging him to hurry up and share some more. Zhang Zhezhi simply took a whole roast chicken from the shelf and put it in front of the little white fox: "Give you a whole one, eat it slowly, no one will rob you, I have a lot of it here." ”

Before Zhang Philosopher's words fell, he heard someone say in mid-air: "Since Xiaoyou still has more, you might as well bake more." ”

"Who?" Zhang Zhe picked up the little white fox and stuffed it into his arms, and then the four flying swords came out at the same time, flying around the body, and tightly supporting the three zhang. This voice really scared him, everyone went to the top of his head, and he didn't realize it, this was the first time since he walked the rivers and lakes.

A figure fell from the sky, a big man with a bearded face. The big man landed four or five feet away from Zhang Philosophy, and said with a smile while walking towards Zhang Philosophy: "Yohe, four flying swords, Xiaoyou's net worth is not expensive." It's the first time I've seen the little guy who can drive four flying swords at the same time, and it's good, it's good. ”

Seeing that the big man kept coming, he didn't seem to have the intention of stopping, and he was about to walk within three feet. Zhang Zhe didn't answer anymore, and with a burst of shouts, the Purple Qi Crazy Demon Sword Technique suddenly unleashed, and the four flying swords flew staggered with each other, instantly intertwining a huge sword net, and crashed towards the big man like a storm. But his figure moved, and he suddenly retreated backwards.

As soon as the big man appeared, Zhang Zhezhi had already found that the person who came was not trivial, not to mention that he could appear above him silently, the key thing was that when he fell from the sky, there was no flying sword or other magic weapons under his feet, and this alone could prove that the other party was at least a monk above the base level.

The big man obviously didn't expect that Zhang Philosopher would not hesitate to move without even saying a word, and the oncoming sword momentum was so fierce. He originally thought that if he walked forward, the other party would naturally collect the flying sword, after all, he was a foundation building cultivator, and the other party was only a sixth-level beginner in qi refining, so why didn't he quickly put away the flying sword when he saw him?

In the face of the almost sudden flying sword, and it was so ferocious, he was able to almost block all the possible angles around his body, if he didn't build a base layer, just with these four flying swords, at such a close distance, no matter how many layers of qi refining, he would die under the sword.

said that it took a long time, but in fact, from the time Zhang Philosopher's flying sword strangled to the time when the big man reacted, it was just a time when he couldn't breathe. I saw that the big man also flew back, and then his hands danced in front of him, and there were a few crisp clanging sounds, and the big man had already grabbed all the flying swords of Zhang Zhezhi in his hands.

At this time, Zhang Zhezhi had already retreated more than ten zhang away, and just turned around and jumped towards the forest, a wave of true yuan had already attacked, enveloping him in an instant, and then he saw his body flying backwards involuntarily, so frightened that he was almost out of his body. I thought, it's over, I'm going to plant it, master.

The big man grabbed Zhang Zhezhi in front of him and said with a smile: "Xiaoyou, I don't have any malicious intentions, you don't need to use the flying sword without saying a word, right? I just want to ask for a chicken to eat." ”

Zhang Zhezhi was bound by that true yuan, and his body couldn't move, but his mouth could still move, and he made an embarrassed expression, and said: "Senior, you came quietly and came out coldly, you can't blame the junior for subconsciously making a move in fright, right?"

The big man laughed and said, "That's right, it's true that I came abruptly." As he spoke, he took back the true yuan, let go of Zhang Zhe, put the flying sword in his hand into his arms, turned around and walked to the bonfire and sat down, picked up the remaining half of the roast chicken and gnawed it.