Rumble!

A knife slashed out, terrifying, cold to the sky, more than forty meters long Daogang instantly pressed down, the terrifying fluctuations blocked everything in an instant, and the entire dense forest was shaking.

The third-order master suddenly showed horror and hurriedly flew back.

The person in front of him can actually cut out a knife more than forty meters long!

This is the strength at the top of the list.

Who is this Western Poison Ouyang Feng?

Bang!

Even if he was as fast as he could, the terrifying blade instantly fell and slashed from the top of his head.

He roared angrily, hurriedly set up the long knife, resisted upward, and his true qi frantically poured into the long knife.

At this moment, the long steel knife in his hand was infused with internal force, and it suddenly emitted pieces of dazzling light, as if it had become a supreme divine gold.

Bang!

The sound roared.

One by one, the long stainless steel knife in his hand was shattered on the spot, and pieces of fragments flew in all directions.

He vomited blood, his face flushed, and he hurriedly used his palm power to clamp the terrifying knife that was chopped down, but it was useless, Zhang Yuan slashed hard.

Rumble!

The knife slashed suddenly, his clothes exploded, his body flew upside down on the spot, spurting blood, smashing more than a dozen big trees along the way, the true qi of the protective body was broken on the spot, and the blood on his chest was dripping, and a layer of ice crystals appeared.

Half of a life was directly removed.

"Snow" "Snow Drinking Crazy Knife!"

His voice was hoarse, his eyes were frightened, and his body was almost frozen.

In the distance, the figure swayed, shouting that it shook the sky, and was quickly chasing after him.

Zhang Yuan didn't dare to fight for a long time, hurriedly put away his knife, and continued to rush forward.

Just used the snow drinking knife, it is already destined to be exposed, and when walking the rivers and lakes in the future, the snow drinking knife can no longer be easily used, otherwise, it will inevitably be recognized.

However, in his original plan, when he walked the rivers and lakes, he would not easily use snow drinks.

Although the holy weapon has a spirit and only recognizes one master, the people of the Dragon Gate will naturally not compete with him, but it is difficult to guarantee that there will be other sects that will not be tempted.

Therefore, snow drink is only used to cut evil spirits, or to extinguish the mouth, and it is inconvenient to use it in idle times, unless it is forced to a desperate situation.

And when he snatched it before, he also left a thought.

It was the three-yin centipede palm that shook the young man.

As long as the snow drinking knife is not exposed, no one can think of him.

Suddenly, something else came to mind.

Why did the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending choose the young man who cultivated the Zixia Divine Skill, but not his Jiuyang Divine Skill?

Could it be that his Jiuyang is not as good as Zixia?

Are you kidding!

If you want to say that heaven and earth are just and righteous, his Jiuyang should be the most authentic.

"Could it be that middle-aged man talking nonsense? Or is there no Jiuyang Divine Skill in this world at all?"

Zhang Yuan thought in his heart.

Suddenly looking at the long knife in his hand, another thought appeared.

"Could it be that the snow is too cold and covers my upright and righteous qi?"

"It's also possible that I'm hiding too far, and the young man is indeed much closer than me. ”

There were dozens of speculations in his mind.

The sound of whistling kept coming from behind him, and soon someone was chasing after him.

Zhang Yuan suddenly turned around and slashed down with another knife.

He wants to get rid of everyone as soon as possible, so he can only choose the most direct and violent way.

Bang!

The forty-meter-long Daogang rushed over in an instant, the cold air was monstrous, terrifying, and it was like a waterfall sweeping over, destroying the withering and decaying, and the dense forest exploded.

Poof!

A group of people who chased after him were all chopped out by him, vomiting blood, seriously injured and dying.

If you can catch up with his speed, you are basically a third-order powerhouse!

Under a knife, it is difficult to chop to death.

But being able to chop into serious injuries is enough for him.

Carrying the long knife, he rushed forward again, the speed was all unfolded, the wind was under his feet, and the mountains and forests on both sides were rapidly retreating.

Some of the Jianghu guests who continued to chase after the rear all changed their faces after seeing the tragic situation of those people before.

"How can this be? That Ouyang Feng has the strength to be at the top of the list?"

"How can he be so strong?"

Many people were so shocked that they didn't dare to continue chasing.

The third-order masters all ended up with serious injuries and dying, and if they chased them down, the situation would not be much better.

However, there were still a few people who struggled for a moment and quickly chased after them.

The stakes are high, and they don't want to give up easily.

Deep in the forest.

Zhang Yuan was windy under his feet, and after getting rid of everyone temporarily, he quickly stopped, ripped off his mask, stuffed it into his arms, and then took off his robe and wrapped it heavily in the scabbard.

He was originally wearing a green robe on the outside and a blue shirt on the inside, but taking off the green robe at this moment is equivalent to changing his clothes, and he used to have a black cloth wrapped in the scabbard of his knife, but now it has become a green cloth, which is also equivalent to a makeover.

After doing all this, he was not at ease, so he threw away his bundle of hair, and his hair spread out, becoming a draped appearance.

Then he found a cave nearby and hid.

Not much.

There was a lot of whistling outside, and loud shouts came from a distance one after another, and they continued to chase forward.

Zhang Yuan held the snow drinking knife and sat cross-legged in the cave, closing his eyes to recuperate.

I wondered if there were any other loopholes in my previous approach.

"Mahamudra can't be easily used in the future, and the people of the Koto Sun clan have seen my Mahamudra. ”

In short, he was now going to erase all traces of his previous existence.

To focus everyone's attention on Ouyang Feng, the West Poison, anything that may expose himself must be hidden!

"The eighteen palms of the dragon descending are also, in the future, if you learn the magic skill, only Ouyang Feng can use it, and I, Zhang Yuan, try not to use this magic skill, well, in the future, I will learn other palm techniques in the dragon gate, which can be regarded as for the use of the heaven-turning hand." ”

Zhang Yuan made up his mind.

It's impossible for him to be cautious, before his strength grows, obscene development is king.

After all, he had seen with his own eyes the strength of the powerhouse of the Heavenly Ranking, which was almost devastating!

Time is fast.

The shouting outside was incessant.

Within a radius of five miles, people kept rushing by.

As the morning sun rises, the cave gradually brightens.

The power in Zhang Yuan's body suddenly began to decline rapidly, like a tidal tide receding, unstoppable.

The internal force that Ren Xingyundu gave him finally began to dissipate.

He hurriedly opened the cyan panel.

I saw that the strength column was rapidly regressing from 850 Ox to 285 Ox.

Hit as the prototype!

The majestic and powerful feeling in the body disappeared, like a bulging ball that had dried up again.

However, Zhang Yuan's face showed joy.

"Well, the dissipation of power is more powerful for me, and now I will not be suspicious of me. ”

Everyone knows that Ouyang Feng's strength is profound, and he can seriously injure a third-order powerhouse, who would suspect him as a first-order martial artist,

However, there is still a little guilt in my heart.

Let's find a way to compensate that brother in the future.

Carrying a long knife, Zhang Yuan walked outside.

When the day comes, he has to leave this Broken Soul Mountain as soon as possible.

Suddenly, his ears moved slightly, and a faint coughing sound was heard in the distance.

"Brother Mu, let's stop, your Three Yin Centipede Palm needs to be dissolved as soon as possible, and you can't continue to run, otherwise the poison will invade your heart and you will definitely die." ”

"Brother Ning, I'm just unwilling, Shengong has obviously chosen you, but you are still being fought for by thieves, our Zhengqi Gang will definitely not let go of that thief. ”

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