Chapter Eighty-Three: The Old Man in the Later Period of Building the Foundation

Zhang Wen returned the old man's words intact, and the old man's face turned green after hearing this.

"Good, good······ The old man has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for so many years, and it is the first time he has seen such a backbone person as you, so it is okay! Today is the place where you bury your bones", he said and drew out a spiritual sword, instilled a powerful spiritual power, and slashed towards Zhang Wen.

Similarly, Zhang Wen was not idle, in the face of the old things in the later stage of foundation building, he didn't dare to be too big, and he also took a spiritual weapon to meet him, you come and I fight in one place.

······ In this fight, the old man in the later stage of foundation building was greatly taken aback, and he didn't take the kid in front of him in his eyes, but after he started it, he realized that he had made the mistake of underestimating the enemy, and the other party dared to stay for a purpose. After a few moves, the old man knew that he wouldn't be able to take down the man in front of him if he didn't make a trick today.

Playing in the old man's hand, he took out a purple-gold rope, Zhang Wen knew that the person in front of him was going to use the means, and raised the idea, the old man attacked more and more, it should be another time, Zhang Wen stared at the old man's other hand tightly, and suddenly the old man's hand turned, and a sword flower was shot, and five sword rays shot towards Zhang Wen, and at the same time, the rope also shot towards Zhang Wen's lower plate.

Zhang Wen knew that this rope was not ordinary, so he quickly staggered the sword, and dodged the rope on the lower plate, the old man seemed to know that Zhang Wen was going to hide, and there were words in his mouth, and the rope was like having eyes, changing direction and wrapping around Zhang Wen's legs.

At this time, the old man's sword fell again, this time Zhang Wen had nowhere to hide, he could only dodge up and down, the thing happened too fast to think about it, he could only urge the spirit sword to block the endless swords, but his legs were hit, and he was tightly entangled by the rope.

As soon as the old man saw it, he continued to chant words in his mouth, and a playful smile appeared on his face.

Looking at the tighter and tighter rope, Zhang Wen knew that when this rope was really tightened, his little life would be explained, so he hurriedly took advantage of this small time to launch a spiritual attack, because of time, he couldn't bless the spiritual power to the spirit sword, so he directly used two spiritual wind blades to hit it, directly broke the opponent's aura shield, and hit the old man's head.

When the old man was complacent, he suddenly felt a murderous intent rolling towards him, and before he could react, it was dark in front of him, and suddenly his brain was blank and he lost his perception. At this time, the rope was no longer tightened, and Zhang Wen took advantage of the other party's pause to urge the spirit sword to stick to the old man's neck and cut down.

"Poof······

Suddenly, the blood flowed like an infusion, the body was in a different place, and the corpse fell to the ground with a "bang!", until the moment of death, the old man's eyes were still confused.

At this time, the purple gold rope was not tightening, and it lost its control and slowly relaxed.

"It's so dangerous", Zhang Wen didn't look at the corpse in front of him anymore, picked up the pale golden rope, and looked at it carefully, "It's such a terrible thing, I almost took my own life, if I was taking a breath late at that time, maybe I was lying on the ground now."

I didn't see anything after looking at it for a long time, but this rope should be unusual, so I simply put the rope away first, and then slowly study it when I have time.

It is not advisable to stay here for a long time, and then it will change, turn around and pick up the spirit sword on the ground and the ring in the old man's hand, a fireball technique was thrown out, and suddenly, the corpse turned into ashes, now Zhang Wen's fireball technique is not ordinary, after building the foundation, Zhang Wen emitted a real fire, which is far more powerful than the virtual fire in the stage of qi training.

After doing this, he turned around and walked towards the depths of the woods, he must not return the same way, otherwise it is easy to be seen through, he has just walked out of a few miles, that is, a few breaths of time, a powerful coercion swept over, this kind of coercion is much stronger than the original outside the city gate, the coercion of the sixth uncle of the wind chime, at least the strength that only the monks of the late Jindan have.

Feeling the coercion of anger, Zhang Wen knew that it should be the people of the Cheng family who discovered something, in the face of such a powerful storage zài, Zhang Wen did not dare to provoke, so he quickly took out a few pills of the spirit pill and swallowed it, and at the same time concealed the cultivation, suppressed the cultivation at the third layer of the qi training period, and slowly walked into the distance, even if it was like this, he kept beating the drum in his heart.

In order to buffer the fear in his heart, Zhang Wen simply walked to the river and sat down, and began to wash his feet slowly, while slowly calming his mood, even if it was like this, the powerful coercion swept Zhang Wen again and again, seven or eight times, and finally slowly dispersed.

Feeling the disappearance of the coercion, Zhang Wencai let out a long breath, his back was soaked, but he still couldn't walk now, if he left now, maybe he would be targeted, just like that, Zhang Wen washed for a while, and then caught a few more fish, feeling that the time of two pillars of incense had passed, Zhang Wencai walked out of the woods unhurriedly.

Through this matter, Zhang Wen deeply felt that his strength was still too low, if he was now in the late stage of foundation building, even if he was a monk in the late stage of Jindan, he would dare to resist hard, even if he was not defeated by the other party, it was more than enough to retreat with his whole body. Strength, or strength.

However, he is not the same as ordinary people, the cultivation resources he needs are far higher than those of the same monks, and now he is helpless and wants to advance is simply too difficult, now it is time to consider joining a sect, but joining an ordinary sect is not only binding, but also there are not many cultivation resources.

When I got to the bustling street, I realized that I was almost at the inn, and I knew that I couldn't go back to the inn now, and if I let people find out about their nest, it would be over. Zhang Wen circled around again before returning to the inn.

The first thing I did when I went back was to change my clothes first, change my body up and down, and after I cleaned it up, I took out the ring I just got, it was a silver space item, it looked like it should be of medium grade, and now this ring is an ownerless thing, so naturally I don't have to work hard, and I directly broke the ban.

After seeing the things inside, Zhang Wen's eyes lit up, first of all, a whole large box of spirit stones, about 10,000 pieces, and some spirit herbs and pills.

However, the pills are all some first-grade intermediate grades, Zhang Wen naturally looked down on it, put it aside and ignored it, and later found a book of exercises, which should be something that the old man cultivated, although it was good, but there was still some gap between it and the "Chunyuan Exercises" he practiced, so he simply ignored it and threw it aside.