For a long time, the Yue Ling that Zhang Zhan came into contact with was the "little woman-like" Yue Ling who was obsessed with the sky.

Now hearing that Yue Ling was so resolute and decisive, Zhang Yan somewhat subverted his previous cognition, and sighed: "Yue Ling is really amazing!"

In fact, Zhang Yan just sighed, he knew very well that Yue Ling was already amazing. Because looking at the entire rivers and lakes, regardless of men and women, anyone who mentions Yue Ling's name will give a thumbs up, and then praise it from the bottom of his heart.

Looking back now, when Zhang met Ji Jianhao, he only said that he was forced into exile by Yue Ling, and he didn't mention the exact reason. Coupled with the existing contradictions between them, Zhang took it for granted that he didn't doubt it much. “

"Even if Brother Zhang is suspicious, Ji Jianhao can make up a few lies to deceive Brother Zhang. “

Zhang Yan smiled: "At a certain time, Miss Ling will understand whether a person is a lie or the truth, Zhang can easily tell the difference." “

In the second half of the sentence, Zhang Remnant didn't say it: Unless, it was a person who lied to someone like the Yin Yang Immortal Master, who cultivated to a level that far surpassed Zhang Remnant.

Of course, with that kind of top-level master, he doesn't care about lying at all.

Even if they poke a hole in the sky, who would dare to question it?

"They've acted!" Zhang said in a deep voice.

What the Demon Sect and the Miao people have for the Zhuang people is already Sima Zhao's heart, and everyone knows it. All Zhang Yan and Ling Fei had to do was to obstruct and destroy it.

I saw that the ten good hands of the Miao tribe pulled out the Miao knife one after another, and the ten people of the Demon Sect took out different weapons such as knives, guns, swords, halberds, etc., and dived towards the tribe of the Zhuang tribe.

After several days of deepening, the tribe of the Zhuang tribe is not a region where snow falls. Therefore, the darkness before dawn gave the Miao and the people of the Demon Sect an opportunity to take advantage of it.

Of course, what Zhang Yan had to do was very simple, he picked up a stone, carried enough internal force, and threw it towards the mountain wall.

With a "snap", the stone he threw out had been shaken into powder, and such a sound naturally aroused the vigilance of the Zhuang guards.

Anyway, after the gossip of doubts, more torches jumped up, and the ten Miao and ten demon cultists outside the tribe were immediately photographed.

Zhang Man made such a big commotion, and the Miao and the people of the Demon Sect naturally turned their heads angrily to see who had sabotaged their sneak attack.

A particularly dazzling gaze stared coldly at Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan naturally looked back at the past.

It was a fat man with a slightly chubby stature and a slight low profile.

His eyes were small, but his mouth was a little long, so even if he slashed Zhang Zhan's cheek with a murderous gaze, Zhang Zhan still felt that this fat man was like a Maitreya Buddha, and he smiled widely.

Zhang Zhan was naturally not afraid, clasped his hands into fists, and smiled.

The Zhuang warriors in the tribe had already rushed out shouting, and in the face of these nearly 100 Zhuang warriors, the Miao and the people of the Demon Sect did not hesitate at all, and at the same time turned around and left, choosing to flee.

The Zhuang warriors will naturally not let go, and no one will let go, after all, they have deceived people, such an arrogant enemy, if they don't dismantle it, how can they eliminate the hatred in their hearts?

"We're going to do it at ease! We'd better catch one alive!"

Ling Fei laughed: "Are you determined to make a move with the Demon Sect?

Zhang Yan also laughed: "The Demon Sect doesn't matter, the most important thing is that Zhang and the Miao people have a grudge." “

The tribe of the Zhuang people chose a location surrounded by mountains on three sides.

Although it is surrounded by mountains on three sides, it is absolutely easy to defend and difficult to attack. Because the three high mountains that surround the stockade are all smooth walls like knives, there is no need to worry about any enemy taking over the mountains and surrounding the entire tribe.

Then if the Miao and the people of the Demon Sect want to escape, they must also go through Zhang Yan and Ling Fei.

The fat man of the Demon Sect took the lead, and in a blink of an eye, he flew in front of Zhang Remnant's eyes, and Zhang Remnant greeted him with a smile from afar: "The old man glared at me just now, right?"

Miao knife in hand, as soon as Zhang Remnant's momentum was triggered, this Maitreya Buddha-like fat man was shocked, how dare he continue to fly, and stopped when he reached Zhang Remnant's three zhang.

"Who is Your Excellency?"

"If you don't change your name, you don't change your surname. In Xiahua Mountain, the thorn wolf is also!" Zhang Yan said slowly.

"When did Jing Wolf switch to the Miao Knife and not use the sword?" the fat man sneered, obviously not believing Zhang Yan's words.

Zhang Yan thought about it, so he made a stop gesture: "Wait, brother, let me make it up again, I really don't believe that I can't make up a lie that you must believe!"

"Hey!"

The fat man snorted, and the eyebrow stick in his hand buzzed, rolled up a vast and huge momentum, and swept towards Zhang Yan's left shoulder.

Zhang Yan raised his eyebrows, he didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, it was still an oblique split when he was fighting with Ling Fei, and Miao Dao easily broke the stick to win, and slashed on the Qi Mei stick.

"Ding", a hard fight without any fancies, the two of them were shocked by each other's internal force at the same time, and after staggering, both of them were surprised at the same time.

"What kind of knife is this?"

"Why is it the internal force of Buddhism?"

The fat man was surprised by the crazy light knife technique that Zhang Remnant stole from the teacher, and Zhang Remnant was surprised how the fat man could have such a profound and exquisite Buddhist internal force.

However, Zhang Yan's doubts were immediately relieved, because many people in the Demon Sect came from all over the world who had done something wrong and were expelled from the sect. Therefore, it is not surprising that there are a few people in the Demon Sect who know the internal forces of Buddhism and Taoism.

"I studied art in Shaolin!" the fat man explained.

"This is called the Crazy Light Knife Technique, created in the Dongying Sword Saint. “

"Are you from Dongying?" the fat man frowned.

"I'll fuck you!"

Zhang Yan scolded, and the Miao knife instantly swelled out with a brilliant sword, and the brush slashed three times in a row.

Zhang Remnant had the tempering of the blood of the true dragon, and the soreness of the meridians had long since disappeared, but the fat man did not have such a recovery speed.

So when he saw Zhang Yan as if he was nothing, but instead slashed out three powerful knives, he was surprised, and he couldn't help but feel a little cowardice in his heart.

However, there is no way to avoid behind him, and there is no way to retreat, so he shouted loudly and used the magic stick method.

If the fat man really had Haoran righteousness, he would not have been expelled from Shaolin. Therefore, with the heart of a fat man, to drive the Buddhist martial arts that require compassion to be controlled, it is okay to bully and bully ordinary people, but here in Zhang Can, of course, it seems full of flaws.

However, Zhang Yan couldn't help but praise: "What a domineering stick method!"

The Demon Stick Method doesn't have any false tricks, and it goes straight to the point. In this way, although the stick method lacks change, the fierce force on the long stick is enough to reduce ten tricks with one force, so that any superfluous tricks and phantoms will disappear under the ferocity of the stick wind.

If it is a real Buddhist master, if you use the Demon Stick Method, you can completely use one move to resolve Zhang Yan's three knives.

However, it is a pity that the advanced martial arts of Buddhism require the great Buddha heart and the deepest Buddhist internal force to match perfectly. If it weren't for the harsh requirements of Buddhist martial arts, Zhang Chuan would have completed the cultivation of the magic skill of King Kong is not bad.

Zhang Remnant and the Miao Knife in Zhang Remnant's hand suddenly disappeared, and the fat man didn't react to what was happening, Miao Knife and Zhang Remnant's whole person suddenly appeared in the air and appeared in front of the fat man's eyes.

"Ding Ding Ding" three knives in a row, all of which were slashed on the Qi Mei stick.

The Demon Stick Method was extremely powerful, and it wasn't until Zhang Yan's third knife that the mighty power on the long stick was completely dissolved.

The fat man was also slashed upside down by Zhang Yan's last knife, and with a "wow", the fat man spurted out a mouthful of blood in mid-air before falling to the ground with a "bang".

It was two more "ding" sounds, because the fat man ate Zhang Remnant's knife, it was the Qi Mei stick in his hand that lost the protection of the fat man's internal force, and was naturally cut into two pieces by the sharp Miao knife, and flew out of his hand.

It was only at this time that the Miao and the Demon Sect behind them retreated to this place.

Zhang Zhan had just injured the fat man, and in order to calm the surging true qi in his body, he naturally chose to retreat, holding a knife in both hands, and waited for the battle.

All this is just redundant.

Because the rest of the people of the Demon Sect didn't come up to besiege Zhang Remnant at all, seeing that Zhang Remnant gave way to him, they didn't stop for a moment, they all flashed by, as if the death or life of the fat man lying on the ground had nothing to do with them at all.

However, those Miao people, although they did not stop completely, slowed down, looked at Zhang Yan and then at the fat man, and then looked at the Zhuang warriors who were shouting behind them, until they were sure that it was impossible to rescue the fat man, so they hurriedly fled for their lives.

"Brother, you don't look good!" Zhang Yan looked at the rest of the Demon Sect people who didn't look back, and was amazed.

The fat man's internal strength is indeed profound, although his face is like tissue paper at this moment, he sat up supportively, and after listening to Zhang Yan's words, he shook his head and replied weakly: "People on the right path can share suffering, but people from the Demon Sect are just the opposite, they can only share happiness but not suffering." “

"Brother Tai's last knife just now, do you still have any spare strength?"

Zhang Yan nodded: "That's true." However, if the elder brother is really advanced in Buddhism, it should be difficult for Zhang to take any advantage under such a stick method. “

The fat man laughed: "If the Dharma is really profound, it will not give birth to the heart of fighting with others." “

In the blink of an eye, the warriors of the Zhuang tribe who came had already surrounded the fat man, and when they saw that the fat man was injured, one of them, whose face was not red and his heart was not beating, came up and kicked the fat man's knees left and right.

But when he heard the "click, click, click" sound, the fat man's kneecap had been kicked to pieces, and the fat man naturally couldn't escape with his own strength.

But this fat man is really a tough guy, he suffered such a blow, but his body trembled violently, his face was pale with pain and beads of sweat the size of beans fell, but he didn't even scream out.

It wasn't until the warriors of the Zhuang tribe dragged the fat man away like a dead dog, and under the friction between the fat man's knees and the ground, the fat man wailed out in pain, and his voice was very miserable.

After all, a trace of unbearability flashed on Zhang Yan's face, and he turned to look at Ling Fei, but Ling Fei said: "His name is Jieyi, five years ago, Jianyin was a young woman, and afterwards he brutally killed the young woman's family of five, including a baby girl who was less than a full moon and a boy who was only three years old. This kind of person, who is innocent of death, does not deserve sympathy at all. “

Zhang Yan shook his head helplessly and sighed: "That young woman must be very charming." “

"Huh!"

Ling Fei pinched Zhang Yan's arm again and twisted it easily.

Zhang Yan bared his teeth again, this time he really couldn't pretend to be a tough guy anymore, and shouted: "Miss Ling spare her life!"

The warriors of the Zhuang clan also came over, but it seemed that Zhang Zan's warning for them and helping them stop the fat man still did not let them relax their vigilance against Zhang Ran.

A middle-aged Zhuang warrior asked Zhang Zan, and Zhang Zan's head was so big that he couldn't guess what this Zhuang warrior was asking.

Unexpectedly, Ling Fei walked up and said something in a whisper.

I saw that all the Zhuang warriors were moved in unison, and their faces also showed respectful expressions at the same time, and then the middle-aged Zhuang warrior made a gesture of invitation in the direction of the Zhuang village towards Zhang Yan.

"Let's go!"

Ling Fei had already pulled Zhang Yan's sleeves and walked towards the Zhuang village.

"Miss Ling is not Han?"

Ling Fei asked rhetorically: "If you can speak the language of the Zhuang people, you are not Han?"

Zhang Yan shook his head and said, "That's not what I meant. Doesn't it mean that the Zhuang people also hate the Han people? If so, why do they respect Miss Ling so much?"

Ling Fei said with a smile: "I said, our Ling family is famous! Like these deep mountains and wild mountains, they are full of yin energy, and it is naturally easy to attract evil spirits. Therefore, our Ling family has done a lot of work and helped a lot in these places, and they naturally have special respect for this girl. “

"Ha! Then with Miss Ling's light, can Zhang get a few bowls of wine to drink?"

Ling Fei winked at Zhang Yan again, and said angrily, "Look at your performance!"

In fact, although the personalities of these ethnic minorities cannot be said to be simple, they are very simple and not complicated. In their eyes, there is no "general friendship" except that friends are enemies.

Now that Zhang Yan and Ling Fei are not enemies, they are naturally their friends. As for friends, Zhuang people will never have the slightest neglect.

No, as soon as Zhang Yan sat down, the wine and fat meat were served. Even if Zhang Chuan is already in the realm of Bigu, it is still a very pleasant thing to occasionally open meat and fight tooth sacrifices.

Ling Fei said a few words, but before Zhang Yan could figure out what was going on, the wine and fat were served down again.

"What does this mean, deliberately coveting us?" Zhang Yan's eyes widened, and his face was puzzled.

"Oh, I said to them, we are both cultivators, we don't drink meat, we don't drink meat. Ling Fei said with a smile.

Zhang Zanden was anxious: "When will Lao Tzu ......?"

"Who do you call Lao Tzu with?" Ling Fei glanced at Zhang Yan, "You try again, huh?"

Zhang made a bitter face and surrendered: "Slip of the tongue." “

"That's pretty much it! Brother Zhang had better be respectful, because here, as long as this girl says a word, there must be countless people who have gone one after another to please me, and then go to cut off Brother Zhang's dog's head. “

"Uh-huh, doghead. Zhang Yan still had a bitter face.

"Laugh and cry?"

At this time, an old man in good spirits also walked into the house, and Ling Fei poked Zhang Fei: "Stand up, the patriarch is here!"

Zhang said with a bitter face: "I'm not free, crying and mourning." Heh......"

Being twisted by Ling Fei, Zhang Yan naturally stood up in a panic, followed Ling Fei's example, and bowed to the old man.

Not to mention that the family is the patriarch of a clan, at such an age, it can completely withstand Zhang Yan's bowing when he is placed here.

The old man's face was peaceful, but there were still traces of fierceness between his eyebrows, so Zhang Yan also knew that when this old man was young, he must have been a killing god with hundreds of lives on his hands.