Chapter 7 Fate hangs by a thread

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After watching the battle between the white-clothed scholar and the leopard demon, Zhang Xing had a clearer understanding of the battle in his heart. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhang Xing didn't expect that the leopard demon was desperately stance, but it was to slip away. Although Zhang Xing himself is not very discriminatory against the demon clan, Zhang Xing, a monster like this cannibalism, will not let go.

It's just that I didn't expect that the leopard demon ran away before Zhang Xing could make a move. Shaking his head with a little regret, Zhang Xing wanted to visit the white-clothed scholar. Let's see if he is the Xiao Yichen he knows.

Paid the money and walked off the inn. Zhang Xingzheng wanted to ask about the inn where the white-clothed scholar stayed. Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked to the inn, Zhang Xing looked up again and looked out of the city.

I don't know when a thin layer of black mist slowly shrouded the city. Zhang Xing felt in the black mist the breath of neither an immortal cultivator nor a demon cultivator. The smell is dark, dark, and decadent.

At the same time, the white-clothed scholar also walked out of the inn again. This time he didn't ask, but looked at the black mist outside the city with a frown.

At this time, the people in the city also discovered the scene of this black fog cage city. With the precedent of the leopard-headed monster just now. People thought the monster was coming again. Although the scholar was there, people still rushed to their homes.

As if discovering something, the black mist slowly converged in the air, and finally descended to the middle of Zhang Xing and the white-clothed scholar, and slowly the black mist condensed into a pale man dressed in black.

"I didn't expect that there were two cultivators in such a marginal city. Not bad!Not bad!" The man in black said with a strange smile after looking at Zhang Xing and the scholar in white.

The moment the man in black appeared, Zhang Xing felt a pressure, a kind of mental throbbing. This feeling made Zhang Xing feel dangerous towards the man in black in front of him.

The white-clothed scholar didn't react at all, but his brows furrowed even deeper!

Looking at the two who didn't speak, the man in black stared at the scholar in white and said, "You injured my subordinates just now, right?"

The white-clothed scholar still didn't speak, and his face was still expressionless. But Zhang Xing still saw his clenched hands. It seems that he is still not as calm as he appears on the surface.

"Hehe!! don't speak? But, it's a pity, it's a pity!" the man in black looked at the scholar in white and said with a strange smile.

"What is a pity?" the scholar in white finally spoke, but before the man in black could reply. quickly took out the two magic weapons from before.

After quickly writing the word "electricity" on the scroll, the golden word "electricity" flew towards the man in black with a pinch. At the same time, he hung the scroll in front of him, and from the scroll came a golden light to protect him.

And seeing the vivid hand of the white-clothed book, Zhang Xing's reaction was not slow. Immediately, he took out a heavenly thunder talisman that had been prepared and flew towards the man in black! At the same time, he shook his hands, and the dust in his hand was also drawn towards the man in black.

Seeing Zhang Xing's attack flying towards him. The man in black smiled contemptuously, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, a cloud of black mist condensed into a ghost claw and grabbed the word "electricity" towards the white-clothed scholar.

As soon as he grabbed the glittering golden word "electricity", the palm formed by the black mist dissipated significantly. But the word "electricity" was still tightly grasped by the ghost claw.

Looking at the word "electricity" in his hand, the man in black smiled. Then he shook his hand and threw the white-clothed scholar's text attack at the lightning that Zhang Xingfu had turned into a seal.

"Bump". Zhang Xing's talisman and the white-clothed scholar's word "electricity" collided together. After an explosion, both men's attacks disappeared. The strong shock wave also defused Zhang Xingfuchen's attack.

Seeing that the man in black lightly defused the attack of the two of them, Zhang Xing couldn't help but raise his vigilance against the man in black again.

"Hehe! You two little guys want to sneak up on me! You guys are doing a good job! Very good!" As soon as the words fell, Zhang Xing saw a black shadow rushing towards him.

Zhang Xing, who didn't have time to dodge, shook the dust in his hand and attacked the black shadow. At the same time, he took a picture of a vajra talisman to himself.

Seeing that the dust was about to meet that black shadow, Zhang Xing was secretly happy in his heart. As soon as the black shadow raised his hand, a black mist rushed towards the dust, and it deflected the dust. And the black shadow rushed towards Zhang Xing at a steady pace.

The white-clothed scholar saw that the black shadow was attacking Zhang Xing, so he wrote on the scroll again. Although the two didn't know each other, the scholar in white knew that if he didn't help the Taoist priest, he would have to solve himself when the man in black solved the Taoist priest.

So without saying a word, another flashing golden word "electricity" flew towards the back of the man in black. This is exactly the plan of "encircling Wei to save Zhao".

At this time, Zhang Xing had already seen clearly that the black shadow was the man in black. At this time, Zhang Xing's new power was exhausted and his old power was not born, so he could only watch the man in black slap a pair of ghost claws on the golden light formed by the vajra talisman.

The golden light formed by the vajra talisman shattered like glass, and the ghost claws of the man in black were about to slap on Zhang Xing's body. Suddenly, the purple Xia Dao robe on Zhang Xing's body emitted a burst of purple light, blocking the attack of the man in black.

The man in black said "ah", it turned out that he was bounced back by the protector function of Zixia Dao robe, but he was very unlucky to encounter the text attack of the man in white.

Stabilizing his figure, Mu Jiu looked at the Zixia Dao robe on Zhang Xing's body. said, "Innate Spirit Treasure, boy, hand over the Dao robe on your body, I will spare you from death!"

Looking at the arrogant man in black in front of him, Zhang Xing also had anger in his heart. I think that since he was reborn, few people have forced him to this point, let alone being blatantly asked for the magic weapon on his body now.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xing put back the pure heart dust in his hand, and a hand and a cold and shining halberd appeared in Zhang Xing's hand.

This halberd is called "Zhantian", which was specially refined for him by his master Guangchengzi, weighing 12,000 catties, and has no other function is sharp and heavy. (http://.)。 If it weren't for Zhang Xing's cultivation of the body refining method in the "Yuqing Immortal Method", he really couldn't afford to hold this halberd.

With the halberd in his hand, Zhang Xing's body did not have the fluttering aura of cultivation before, and with a single arrow step, Zhang Xing rushed towards the man in black.

Before he reached the front of the man in black, Zhang Xing swept through the thousands of troops and attacked the man in black with one move. At the same time, the white-clothed scholar also attacked the black-clothed man with the word "mountain".

Seeing that Zhang Xing's attack was about to touch the man in black, suddenly a burst of red light appeared in the eyes of the man in black and looked into Zhang Xing's eyes.

Zhang Xing suddenly felt a fog in his mind, and the halberd in his hand was also put down. And the man in black took this opportunity to condense a ghost claw in his hand and attacked Zhang Xing's head, if he hit this time, Zhang Xing would not be able to have ten lives. And the scholar in white was too long to watch the man in black attack Zhang Xing.

Seeing that Zhang Xing was about to die in his hands, when his life hung by a thread. Suddenly, the halberd that Zhang Xing had already put down flew up from the bottom to the top like a flying dragon ascending to the sky, and the halberd pierced the heart of the man in black.

The man in black looked at Zhang Xing's clear eyes in disbelief, then looked at the halberd that penetrated his heart, and watched Zhang Xing slowly lose his breath unwillingly.

Looking at the man in black who was out of breath, Zhang Xing breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the ground. And the white-clothed scholar also accepted the magic weapon, and looked at the black-clothed man who fell to the ground with a palpitating face.

It's just that neither of them noticed that a wisp of black gas floated out from the body of the man in black and slowly disappeared into the sky.