Zhang Yuan shouted, internal force poured into his eyes, locked on the strange afterimage, and quickly chased after him.

The darkness in front of me was disappearing at an accelerated pace, and soon everything was back to normal.

It was as if he had burst out of a dark world and saw the light again.

The full moon hangs high, shining on the earth, and the moonlight pours like mercury.

Zhang Yuan's speed was exerted to the extreme, chasing wildly behind him.

However, he soon discovered the problem again.

The distance between him and the strange afterimage has never changed!

In between, it's like falling into eternity.

No matter how fast he is, the other party always gathers with him for hundreds of feet, and his figure looks vague and uncertain.

Neither close nor distant.

It's all just weird.

"What the hell is this?"

Zhang Yuan's eyes were surprised.

This demon was unlike anything he'd ever seen.

From the moment they first met, he suffered a big loss, if it weren't for his deep internal strength and perception far beyond ordinary people, he would definitely have been attacked and killed by the other party.

Now in the process of chasing the other party, he actually encountered another problem.

What is this? Is it similar to the supernatural powers of the end of the world?

Zhang Yuan didn't believe in evil, used enough internal strength, and ran quickly behind him.

He didn't believe that he couldn't catch up with the other party.

Time is fast.

Two figures rushed forward one after the other.

In the blink of an eye, the sky has begun to shine, and the majestic red sun is spraying out.

The figure suddenly rushed into an old street, and its body flashed several times, and suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Call!

Zhang Yuan quickly rushed over and landed on a private house, looking cautiously towards the area.

"Gone?"

His eyes changed.

The strength of this evil head is too weird!

Lost by him?

Moving quickly on the roof, his internal force poured into his eyes and ears, trying his best to capture all possible movements, but after a circle, he still found nothing.

This old street looks like it has been around for a long time, all of it is blue-gray buildings, most of the dirt on the walls has peeled off, and the alleys are deep and rugged, and they are intricate.

After observing back and forth here for half an hour, the sky finally became completely bright.

Zhang Yuan's face suddenly changed, and he turned around abruptly and rushed towards the inn.

He was now worried that after he left, other powerhouses of the Demon Sect would continue to look for him, and in this way, Zhang Xun would inevitably be found inside.

But at the same time, he was puzzled.

The evil just now, after all, was cultivated by the Thousand Demon Mansion.

If it was cultivated by the Thousand Demon Mansion, it would be terrifying!

This evil head has clearly mastered similar magical methods.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

His body continued to rise and fall, and after half an hour, he entered the inn with a slight flash from the window.

Secretly relieved in his heart, Zhang Xun was still tied to the chair and had nothing to do.

The body on the ground was still there.

This means that no one else came after he left.

Walking to the table, Zhang Yuan grabbed the teapot and poured it into his mouth.

Goo-goo-goo.

Well, the taste is wrong?

Zhang Yuan frowned.

Call!

Suddenly, a figure fell from the roof, and the long sword in his hand shook like lightning, bursting out with terrifying light, like a poisonous snake that had been dormant for a long time, and it was a fatal blow in an instant.

At the same time, a figure rolled out from under the bed, holding two short knives in each hand, dancing like a whirlwind, cutting towards Zhang Yuan's lower body.

And that's not all.

The corpse that had already died on the ground suddenly turned over, and the internal force exploded, fast to the extreme, and directly shot out like lightning, and attacked Zhang Yuan with a palm!

Assassination!

Perfect assassination!

The three figures came out together, all of them were first-class masters.

In addition, the tea drunk earlier also obviously contained highly poisonous, which entered the abdomen and immediately turned over the river and the sea.

Zhang Yuan was shocked in his heart.

What a thoughtful mind!

What a terrible means!

It's a calculation that he will drink water, and a calculation that he will let his guard down!

However, Zhang Yuan was not afraid, and with a loud roar, the internal force of Jiuyang True Qi and Iron Cloth Shirt worked instantly, and the poison that had just been drunk into his abdomen was directly wrapped in a ball of True Qi.

His body quickly expanded and became larger, and the golden light was dazzling, as if he had turned into a giant, and he slapped his palm at the figure below him, as fast as possible.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, his palm fell on the man, and immediately a miserable snort came, the man's double knives had just been cut out, and before they fell on Zhang Yuan's body, he was shattered by Zhang Yuan's palm, and he flew out on the spot, smashed in the corner, and died a miserable death.

The long sword above his head finally fell, with a terrifying light, and the sword aura was sharp, like a poisonous dragon electric drill, stabbing down towards Baihui above Zhang Yuan's head.

The person who attacked with a wave of palm, with a pungent smell in the palm power, also directly hit Zhang Yuanhou's heart.

Zhang Yuan flicked his head, avoiding the long sword that stabbed at the Parkway above his head.

Baihui acupoint is one of the death points of the human body, although he has the existence of true qi protection and iron cloth shirt, but he does not dare to risk letting people stab him.

With a shake of his head, the long sword stabbed directly into the skull, bursting out a spark, as if stabbed on the iron mountain.

Zhang Yuan didn't look at it, waved his palm, and directly faced the person behind him, colliding with his poisonous palm.

Bang!

There was a muffled sound, a strong wind, and the whole room seemed to tremble.

The tables, chairs, benches, and vase furnishings in the room were all shattered.

The person who waved his palm was broken on the spot, spurting blood, and all the toxins in his palm were forced into his body, and he immediately flew upside down and fell into the distance and no longer moved.

The man above his head looked horrified, and he didn't expect this to be the case.

The three of them jointly set up a lore, and they were all resolved by this young man with a snap of his fingers!

Of the three, he was the only one who died.

And when his long sword fell on top of the opponent's head, it didn't work at all!

With the tip of his sword, with the help of the rebound, he was about to break through the roof and escape from here.

But as soon as he rose to his feet, a terrifying wind rushed out in an instant, fast to the extreme, snatching his long sword and pinching his jaw like lightning.

Bang!

Zhang Yuan's body fell in place again.

The man in his hand was like a chicken, pinched in his hand, struggling violently, his mouth was rattling, his eyes were frightened, and he couldn't make any sound.

Suddenly, the true qi in Zhang Yuan's abdomen quickly surged, wrapped in the poison just now, and suddenly spewed out of his mouth.

Burst!

fell on the wall, and suddenly the wall began to corrode violently, snorting, and bubbling with white bubbles.

"It's horrible toxicity. ”

Zhang Yuan was speechless.

Such a perfect assassination, if it weren't for his own profundity, he would definitely die without a place to be buried.

In the final analysis, the experience is too shallow.

This time gave him a deep wake-up call.

He suddenly looked at Zhang Xun on the side, only to see Zhang Xun's eyes widening, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, lying on the ground, motionless.

Apparently shocked to death by the aftermath of the wind just now.

The seat under him has long been torn apart.

Zhang Yuan retracted his gaze, without saying a word, and directly ripped off the clothes of the person in his hand, and behind him, sure enough, a black lotus flower shone faintly.

"There is one Zhang Xun dead, and one more person, okay, I'll force you. ”

Zhang Yuan's eyes were full of wonder.

Merit +65.

Suddenly, a blue light flashed.