Zhang Yun let out a long breath, and a gust of wind came out, and Zhang Yun found that the clothes behind him were soaked. Zhang Yun said secretly: "This immortal cultivation realm is really the law of the jungle. If I showed the level of the ninth level of Qi training, she would definitely run away from the wind instead of being so hesitant. ”

Just when Zhang Yun was thinking wildly, he only heard a whirlwind coming towards him from behind, and before he could dodge, Zhang Yun received a heavy blow to the back. The heavy force knocked Zhang Yun to a stagger, and he slowly turned around and found that it was a burly male cultivator, who was about the sixth level of Qi cultivation. I saw that he was holding a hammer in his hand, which was the magic weapon that attacked Zhang Yun just now.

Seeing that the thunder blow did not seriously injure Zhang Yun, this male cultivator did not dare to step forward for a while, and observed Zhang Yun from a distance.

Zhang Yun was extremely depressed in his heart, he was so stunned, he was attacked by someone, if it wasn't for his own domineering, if it wasn't for the talisman left by Master Yumo, he would be seriously injured now, these monks really don't miss the love of the same family, and they actually put such a heavy hand!

This heavy blow had already aroused Zhang Yun's anger. Sacrifice two flying swords and stabbed towards the burly man, the short sword was very fast, the burly man could only rush to the battle, raised the sledgehammer, and "bell" blocked this wave of attacks from the flying sword. The burly man, silently complained in his heart, he himself was born with divine power, and the hammer-like magic weapon in his hand was also made of high-grade dark iron, specifically to deal with these light short swords, I don't know how many short swords died in the hands of the sledgehammer. And the first wave of attack of these two flying swords, his hand was numb, and he could barely hold the sledgehammer in his hand, and the strength in the hand of this little doll was not weak.

The hesitation in the burly man's heart was seen by Zhang Yun, and he saw Zhang Yun's two flying swords and sword qi crisscrossing horizontally, constantly attacking the burly man. The burly man retreated as he fought, and the hand holding the hammer trembled slightly. Zhang Yun used the sword technique at the beginning, but he was not very proficient, and after a few rounds, he began to be handy.

The pressure on the burly man increased, and the big man reluctantly spit out a delicate and simple small shield, which grew with the wind and turned into a large shield that emitted a light blue light. The burly man put the already pitted hammer head into the storage bag, sacrificed the blue shield, and cowered inside.

After sacrificing the blue shield, the burly man was obviously much more confident. The burly man also has a calculation in his heart, this kid has only practiced qi level 5, and he won't have much spiritual power to control the flying sword, and after using up the spiritual power of this stinky boy, he will be hammered to death with a hammer to relieve hatred.

Zhang Yun saw that the defense of the blue shield was so high, and he was secretly surprised in his heart, the power of the flying sword was still not weak, and he launched wave after wave of attacks, constantly hitting the blue shield.

Soon, the light on the blue shield gradually dimmed, and the burly man had already eaten a bottle of Restoration Pill under the shield, and greeted Zhang Yun's mother more than a thousand times in his heart. In fact, he was even more annoyed that he had picked a hard stubble to start, the burly man had already beaten several monks in the Youhe trial ground, including many of them who practiced qi at level 6, and even a monk who practiced qi at level 7, all of whom were exhausted of their spiritual power by the blue shield and were knocked away by him with a hammer. And this milky kid hasn't eaten a pill yet, but the strength of the flying sword is still strong. This made the burly man's heart furious.

After seeing the burly man eat another recovery pill, Zhang Yun estimated that it was time to end, and at the same time sacrifice two other flying swords. Seeing Zhang Yun sacrifice the other two flying swords, the burly man's heart suddenly turned to ashes. I've been catching a bird all my life, but today I'm pecked by a bird. The burly man said angrily to himself, he didn't expect this kid's spiritual power to be so strong.

Under the attack of the four flying swords in turn, the blue shield finally made a crisp sound, only to see a small crack appear on the blue shield, and the crack continued to expand, and finally fell into pieces.

didn't have time to feel distressed, the burly man hurriedly raised his hand and jumped out, threw the storage bag towards Zhang Yun, and shouted: "Senior brother spare your life, the storage bag is given to you, please save my face." ”

Zhang Yun is soft-hearted, and he can't see others begging for mercy. Slowly withdrew the long sword, nodded, picked up the burly man's storage bag, turned to leave, and just walked a few steps, he sensed something different. Zhang Yun sighed secretly, and turned the flying sword to weave a web of aura behind his back. Slowly turned around, saw the burly man, tore off his dust shelter, grabbed a few fire talismans in his hand, and said with a hideous face: "Stinky boy, go to death." ”

The fire talisman and the aura net collided fiercely, making a burst of "zila" sounds, Zhang Yun pinched the sword trick in his hand, stabbed at the burly man, the burly man, his eyes widened angrily, and then with an "ah" sound, he was teleported out of the Youhe Valley, and the fire talisman surrounded by the spirit net was slowly extinguished.

Zhang Yun shook his head silently, he had a deeper understanding of this cruel immortal cultivation world, and walked to the place where the burly man defended, Zhang Yun was also coveted by the super defensive ability of this blue shield, and when he saw the fragments all over the ground, he emitted a faint blue light, and casually put the fragments of the blue shield into the storage bag.

Zhang Yun opened the burly man's storage bag and found that there were several jade boxes inside, Zhang Yun opened them one by one, and found that there were some spirit ores and some herbs inside, to Zhang Yun's surprise, in one of the jade boxes, he found a Ganoderma lucidum grass, Zhang Yun slightly counted the annual ring of the Ganoderma lucidum grass, and knew that the year of this Ganoderma lucidum grass was about four hundred years, in addition to a few jujube spirit fruits, it is estimated that the monks were reluctant to eat, and finally cheapened the burly man, but he didn't expect this burly man to be reluctant to eat, and it fell into Zhang Yun's hands. In addition, there are several low-level magic weapons, which Zhang Yun can't even look down on, and the quality is not as good as his own chain flying sword.

Zhang Yun did not rush forward, he meditated on the spot, recovering the aura lost in the battle just now, remembering the blow of the sneak attack, Zhang Yun still had palpitations. touched the match that was hidden close to his body, and his feelings for the jade mill deepened again.

Zhang Yun cleaned up his mood, released the restless gold, followed the gold and continued to move forward, eating a trench and growing wise, Zhang Yun, who set off this time, was engrossed all the way, and when he encountered the wind and grass, he concentrated on observation. With such preoccupation, the consumption of divine consciousness and spiritual power is huge, but Zhang Yun has a large bag of jujube spirit fruits, so the problem of spiritual power depletion does not exist at all.

Zhang Yun is in the valley of the Youhe River, and a day has passed, and under the leadership of Jinzi, the harvest is quite rich, and of course, there are all kinds of sponsorship from the blind-eyed monks.

The sky slowly darkened, and Zhang Yun felt a little hard after a day of traveling. Zhang Yun was looking for a safe place to meditate and rest nearby.

After walking a short distance, Zhang Yun found that there was movement in front of him, and Zhang Yun quietly lurked under the cover of the woods. A flame was found in the distance, and Zhang Yun cursed secretly, "Stupid." "In front of the fire sat a monk, about the fifth level of Qi training, petite in stature, with his hands on his knees, as if he was sobbing softly.

Sure enough, Zhang Yun could sense that some monks were also attracted by the firelight, and they came to hide and lurk on his right side.

Zhang Yun found that the monk who sneaked in was the seventh level of Qi training, and the monk was also very cautious, releasing his divine sense, observing everywhere, and finding nothing unusual, he focused on the female cultivator in front of the fire.

Zhang Yun looked at the gray sky, and as the night fell, the blood of the mist became thicker. This secluded river valley revealed a strange atmosphere everywhere, and Zhang Yun also felt the reaction of this little female cultivator in his heart. Such a strange environment, as well as beware of sudden dangers, was indeed a test for the Dao Hearts of these Qi cultivation level cultivators.

Zhang Yun pinched the sword trick in his hand and was ready to go. If the monk on the other side suddenly attacked the nun in front of the fire, he would be unceremonious. What Zhang Yun didn't expect was that the monk lurking on the opposite side did not launch a sneak attack, and he walked out of the darkness after making sure that there was no one around. And said with a smile, "This junior sister, but I'm scared, Senior Brother Rong will accompany you." The monk deliberately lowered his voice, but it was not unpleasant.

For the monk who emerged from the darkness, the nun sitting on the ground raised her head slightly, although the nun covered her face. Zhang Yun could still feel that the female cultivator seemed to smile strangely.

The nun slowly stroked her hair, and suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she stretched out her hand, and shot a flying needle at the monk who was walking towards him.

The nun shouted, "Since Senior Brother wants to stay with me, then I will satisfy Senior Brother and let Senior Brother stay by my side forever." ”

Zhang Yun suddenly felt disgusted with this female cultivator in his heart, and treated his fellow junior brother with poison, although he couldn't die, but he was shot by this poisonous needle, and it is estimated that he will not be able to recover for a year and a half. At the same time, I couldn't help but sweat for this monk in his early years.

When the monk saw the flying needles in the sky, he offered a simple bronze mirror printed with a Tai Chi pattern. Although in a hurry, the single page can withstand the attack of this wave of flying needles.

The monk cursed as he used the bronze mirror to fend off the flying needles, "What a sinister little demon girl. I'll see how long you can hold on, and I'll send you back to the mountain gate in a while. ”

"Oh, junior brother, I'm going to see how long you can last. Out of the darkness came a monk with a starry face, shaking a fan, pacing gracefully, like an immortal coming out of a painting.

"It's you!" the monk who commanded the bronze mirror suddenly constricted.