Chapter 9: Kill the Monk!

"Ah...... Shepherd, you little bastard, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!!" Zhang San covered his burned and peeled face, screaming in pain. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info's voice was full of cold murderous intent and resentment.

"Why do you want to kill me?" asked the pastor coldly.

"Hey, what can you say why? I just see that you little bastard is unhappy, so I want to chop you alive and feed the dog!" Zhang San said through gritted teeth.

Mu Yu sneered, "Actually, I can also guess that you saw that the ten acres of wasteland were successfully planted by me in less than two months, so you are covetous and want to kill me and take the treasure, right?"

"Little bastard, if you die here today, you have no strength to blame! This world is a world where the flesh is weak and the strong eat, and what bullshit rules and precepts are all disguises on the faces of righteous monks!" Zhang San drank vigorously, suddenly, he recited the incantation, pinched his hands, and the small yellow shield enlarged and stuck in front of him.

Immediately, Zhang Sanyi slapped the storage bag, and several fireball talismans burned violently in the void, and three palm-sized fireballs flew towards Muyu in the shape of a pin.

Boom!

With his dexterous steps, Mu Yu dodged a fireball, and with a pinch, he also released a fireball, which collided with the opponent's blazing fireball and exploded violently.

呲呲~~

The ice pick technique was struck, and a faint white halo filled the air, forming a slightly cold chill, and the sharp ice pick pierced the third fireball, making a piercing sound.

"I didn't expect this little bastard to be so skilled in the use of first-order spells! Although it has not yet reached the point of perfection, for the vast majority of new disciples, this kind of comprehension is simply too high!" Zhang San was secretly surprised, although the spiritual root talent of the young man in front of him, although he was only second-grade, his personal comprehension was not much worse than that of the genius among the inner disciples!

"This son can't stay! With the mana of the fifth layer of my Qi Refining Period, dealing with him, a monk of the second layer of the Qi Refining Period, with the high-grade defense rune treasure, I don't believe that he can still turn the tables!" Zhang Sanyi gritted his teeth, forcibly held back the intense pain, opened his eyes that were covered with blood, and let out a loud cry, casting seven first-order spells in a row.

With the protection of the small yellow shield, Zhang San is like wearing a turtle shell, no matter how Mu Yu hits, he can't hurt him.

Mu Yu's heart sank, his hands changed, and he pinched out a magic decision, and the brown earth covered by blades of grass trembled, making Zhang San's foothold unstable.

In an instant, Mu Yu pulled out a sharp dagger, and flashed in front of Zhang San in a few steps.

Laugh at~~

The cold knife slashed down, and the frightened Zhang San hurriedly retreated.

Burst!

The dagger cut Zhang San's broken face, causing the originally burned skin to peel, and the extremely fragile face cut a three-centimeter-deep gap, from the corner of his eyes to his chin, Zhang San screamed in pain a few times, and the aura in his body suddenly became unstable.

"Good opportunity!" Mu Yu's eyes lit up, and the dagger in his hand was aimed at his head, and he suddenly stabbed.

"Die!" Zhang San, who was originally screaming in pain, slapped the storage bag suddenly, his eyes were scarlet, and with a wave of his fingers, eighteen first-order talismans burned, and rushed towards Mu Yu.

"It's not good...... Mu Yu's pupils shrank, his toes touched the ground, and he kicked the yellow shield vigorously, and his body was like a shadow, and he retreated with strength.

Boom!

The sound of the treasure knife coming out of the sheath sounded, and Mu Yu pulled out the Pu knife on his back, clenched the handle of the knife with both hands, and suddenly slashed!

"Shepherd, you remember, when you are in danger, pull out this simple knife, perhaps, he can save your life. ”

Recalling the words of the master's advice, Mu Yu almost did not hesitate to pull out this simple knife, whether it is useful or not, this knife, the momentum is unstoppable!

Laugh at~~

Four slap blazing fireballs, seven cold ice pick techniques, three brilliant golden thorns, and four glittering talismans were split by this simple knife!

Dense runes covered the Pu knife, shimmering with a metallic sheen.

This...... It's also a rune treasure!

Moreover, it is also a mouthful of the best Fu Bao Pu knife!!

Mu Yu was stunned, feeling the power of this simple knife, the power of the eighteen first-order runes that burst out, all of them were cut in half by this superb rune treasure.

"How...... Maybe?!" Zhang San roared angrily like a bankrupt gambler.

Shaking his head, the four flashing talismans almost pierced the eyes of the blind shepherd, but fortunately, he reacted quickly and closed his eyes in time, otherwise, without ten days and half a month of recuperation, a pair of eyes don't want to open.

Sou!

Holding the Pu knife in his hand, Mu Yu had a cold face, like a fierce demon beast, cutting it with one knife, not giving Zhang San a chance to live.

Boom!

The best rune treasure against the top grade rune treasure, the superior and the lower judgment!

I saw that Zhang San's body was shocked and flew out, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and the runes flowing from the small yellow shield gradually dimmed.

Syllable!

The small yellow shield retracted to the size of a palm and fell into the grass.

Mu Yu gasped heavily, the spiritual power in his body was close to exhaustion, and Zhang San's spiritual power was still sufficient except for some internal injuries.

Basically, the battle of the Qi refining period cultivators is all about who has the most spiritual power!

Of course, if you have a rune armor, that's a different story.

If it weren't for the fact that Mu Yu used calculations before, he burned Zhang San's face, which reduced his combat effectiveness by about two layers, otherwise, at the beginning, Mu Yu would have been pressed and beaten by the other party, and there was no room to fight back.

"Zhang San must die, it's a big deal, it's to use the second-order talisman he got from Huang Feng's hand! With the way he looks now, if he loses a second-order talisman to ensure that he will definitely die!" Mu Yu's eyes flashed with a strong killing intent.

The preciousness of the second-order talisman can be exchanged for ten medium-grade spirit stones, which is equivalent to one hundred lower-grade spirit stones, which is several times more than when Mu Yu was at his richest!

The two fought for a while, and Mu Yu, with his rich combat experience, only took Zhang San's vital parts with a knife.

As time went on, Zhang San's burned face was still pus, ulcerated, and became painful and itchy.

Zhang San needs to kill Mu Yu, otherwise, he can only rebel and flee, and with his strength, he will be captured by the elders of the torture hall within ten miles.

One by one, the talisman was photographed, and in the blink of an eye, Zhang San's storage bag was at the bottom.

"Damn!" Zhang San scolded secretly, looking at the approaching Mu Yu, and as soon as he touched the storage bag, a blood-red pill was swallowed by him into his mouth.

First-order elixir, Tiger Pill!

The blood in his body began to boil, Zhang San's face also swept a trace of abnormal redness, his eyes were covered with bloodshots, he roared, like a tiger's whistling, and rushed towards Mu Yu.

Boom!

A slap on the face made him take a few steps back.

Mu Yu wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, slashed them off with a few knives, and hurriedly pinched them, releasing a dazzling flash.

Yes......

Zhang San covered his eyes and retreated.

Burst!

The simple knife is tall, and it cuts through a cold arc.

The huge head flew up, and with a thud, it fell to the ground paved with blades of grass.

For the first time, Shepherd killed a monk on his own!