"Zhang Daoyou, I have already used the jade slip to send a message to Senior Jiao. Senior Jiao and Senior Liao will come to help soon. You don't need to desperately, just save your life."
At this time, Zhao Da's anxious voice came from Zhang Yang's ear. As if it sounded directly in the soul, it was obvious that the other party was using divine consciousness to transmit the sound.
Zhang Yang's expression remained unchanged, as if he didn't hear it.
He knew that the strong man opposite him was the only strong man he had ever seen in his life, and the aura emanating from him was more powerful than the ninth-level titan giant ape he met in the barren land of Wuman's ancestral temple. Looks a little bit stronger.
To fight against such a strong man, one must go all out and not have the slightest chance of luck. If you act with the attitude of delaying time, you are looking for death. I am afraid that the opponent can take your life with one move.
"You guys go first! The deity is here to stop him."
Zhang Yang stared at Sanbao without blinking for a moment, but he spoke to Zhao Da and others behind him.
At this time, Sun San had already rushed over, looking at the situation on the field with a solemn expression.
"How can Zhang Daoyou say such a thing! We fight side by side, how can we escape without Daoist friend?" Sun San was bold and forthright.
However, what he said made Zhang Yang feel better. Those who can escape alone in this situation are worth handing over.
However, the more you have a good impression, the more you cannot let them stay. Zhang Yang's face darkened, and he shouted violently: "Go! Don't you want to stay and hold me back!"
Sun San thought about Zhang Yang's perverted speed, opened his mouth wide, and finally sighed.
"Okay! Zhang Daoyou take care!"
After unloading Zhao Da, the three of them immediately flew away to the distance.
"You are very strong! But you can't do it if you want to cover them back!" Sanbao looked at Zhang Yang, speaking in a completely different tone from when he was facing Naraku, and looked more respectful.
Obviously, this is respect for the strong—even though the opponent is an enemy.
It is also a respect for Zhang Yang's character of protecting his companions and going first.
"Maybe, I'm stronger than you imagined." Zhang Yang smiled confidently.
Quack bouncy!
With a sound like popping beans, Zhang Yang's body muscles exploded and became thicker; the fiery red scales on his right arm emerged layer by layer, becoming dry and powerful—the unicorn claw opened.
Swish!
The figure flashed, Sanbao bypassed Zhang Yang, and was about to chase after Zhao Da and others who had fled.
Sambo is fast, very fast.
However, it is only fast.
But Zhang Yang's speed is teleportation.
Teleportation, you can go from one point to another without consuming time.
No matter how fast you move, it takes time.
Therefore, Zhang Yang successfully intercepted Three Treasures.
This time, Zhang Yang also gained momentum, and his right arm unicorn slammed towards the Three Treasures fiercely.
Boom!
The two fists collided heavily, Zhang Yang's figure was flying back more than ten feet again, and Sanbao's figure was also shaken, and he took two steps back.
Boo boo!
Amidst bursts of noise, stone drills poked out their heads from the ground.
"It's him! This lowly zombie! He actually killed eight members of my clan! Hateful! Master Sanbao, kill him! Kill him!" The sharp and narrow cry pierced people's eardrums. His eyes were covered with black silk, and he pointed at Zhang Yang with withered fingers, bouncing and roaring.
This stone drill is naturally the Great Elder Naraku.
clatter!
Sanbao's feet fell on the ground, his hands were thrown behind his back, and his eyes stared down at Naluo, full of disdain and contempt.
"When is it your turn to direct me to do things? If you say one more word, I will turn around and leave."
Naraku was stunned, his face swelled instantly, and he looked at Sanbao with extremely angry eyes.
He opened his mouth again and again, but he couldn't utter a single word.
Soon, Naluo's expression adjusted, replaced with a humble smile, bowed her head and bowed to Three Treasures.
"Lord Sanbao, please forgive me. The villain was rude. It is really a villain who saw his enemies and made mistakes in anger. I hope Master Sanbao will forgive me!" The tone was extremely respectful, but in the lowered head, the corners of the eyes were vicious. The light flashed.
Zhang Yang Qingling's eyesight is strong, even if he didn't open it intentionally, it is far superior to monks of the same level, but he can see this scene clearly.
"I don't need you here anymore. Next is the battle between Daoyou Zhang and me. Lead your clansmen to chase those escaped human monks!" Sanbao didn't even look at Naluo.
"Yes, Lord Three Treasures." Naraku respectfully agreed, showing no dissatisfaction.
Shhhhhhh—
With a call from Nai Luo, a group of Shidrills escaped into the rock layer one after another, chasing in the direction where Zhao Da and the others left.
Stone Drill has a special way of sensing enemies who have harmed its own clansmen, so it is unexpected to chase and lose them.
Zhang Yang stood there motionless and did not stop him.
Although Zhao Dahe was seriously injured on Friday, Sun San was still intact. Moreover, they crushed the Jade Slip for Help, and Qian Er and Li Si would join them soon.
Even without counting the reinforcements from Maiji Town, the five Nascent Soul stage monks should be enough to deal with a group of Stone Drills.
Of course, Zhang Yang was still a little uneasy. Because whether it is Sanbao or Naraku, they don't seem to be such ignorant people. Since they dare to chase after them with these troops, I believe they are somewhat sure.
It's just that Zhang Yang can't care so much now. He felt that he had been locked by the Qi mechanism of the Three Treasures. As long as he moved, under the traction of his breath, the other party would make the first move, and he would fall behind.
Compared with the three treasures, Zhang Yang's strength is not strong enough. If he falls behind, then the chance of defeat will be greatly increased.
"That stone mandrill has no good intentions for you. You are helping him, but he hates you. I believe that if given the chance, that stone mandrill will kill you." Zhang Yang told the truth, not only Because of respecting the personality of the Three Treasures and kindly reminding them, they want to use this to distract the Three Treasures' attention and destroy the other party's state of mind.
In the duel between masters, the slightest difference can affect the outcome of the battle.
"I know." Sanbao replied without hesitation, and his mood fluctuated, "I am not helping these despicable creatures, I am following the order of the master. The master needs them to work, so they cannot die."
Zhang Yang's heart shuddered.
The strength of this big guy is not inferior to that nine-level titan giant ape at all, and he looks much stronger than the ordinary god monk.
However, he even said "my master". What kind of powerful existence can become the master of this big man
As for whether Sanbao deliberately said "Master" to destroy Zhang Yang's mood, Zhang Yang never doubted it at all.
He could tell that Sanbao was an upright person. Since he said he was his own master, then he must be his own master.
Zhang Yang frowned slightly, his heart began to look depressed, and the strong sense of crisis could not be dispelled no matter what.
God!
What kind of powerful existence did he provoke
"Your master is Jiuying?" Zhang Yang suddenly thought of something, and asked with a twitch in his heart.
"Yes! Lord Jiuying is my master." Sanbao didn't hide anything.
call-
Zhang Yang took a deep breath.
Nine babies!
It really is Jiuying!
It is worthy of being an existence that can make the strong people of the human race transform into gods easily by just relying on avatars.
Zhang Yang had a premonition in his heart that this Jiuying would definitely become his old enemy in the future.
As for why he felt this way, he couldn't tell.
However, for a strong man like him, intuition is often the most accurate.
"You know the teleportation technique, very good! It seems that you are the new ancestor of zombies." Sanbao didn't know what Zhang Yang was thinking. Although his face was expressionless when he spoke, his tone revealed respect for Zhang Yang—strong respect among the
"However, I'm going to be serious next time. Be careful, don't be killed by me with one blow, that would be too much fun." Sanbao looked at Zhang Yang, and actually reminded him.
"I won't be killed by you, because I will kill you!" Zhang Yang said boldly.
"Hahaha... Very good! Very good!" Sanbao praised twice, and his figure suddenly moved.
With a move of Zhang Yang's consciousness, he teleported.
Swish!
An afterimage flashed and appeared behind Three Treasures. The sharp claws on the unicorn arm of the right hand, sharper than high-level magic weapons, cut towards Three Treasures.
However, the moment Zhang Yang's figure appeared, Sambo also moved.
With a flash of white light in his hand, a broad-backed broadsword slashed at Zhang Yang viciously.
The moment the sword was raised, Zhang Yang felt a chill, and the breath of death rushed towards his face.
This big knife seems to have its own soul. Zhang Yang could clearly feel that the aura of this big knife was not weaker than that of the Three Treasures.
What's even more frightening is that the aura of the Three Treasures and the aura of the Broadsword are integrated into one, as if it is not a Broadsword, but a part of the body of the Three Treasures.
Immortal Artifact!
This big knife is definitely a fairy weapon!
Moreover, it is a fairy weapon that has been refined by the Three Treasures for countless years, and has been completely fused into one!
Zhang Yang had an intuition that even if he teleported now, he couldn't avoid the attack of this big knife. The blade has completely locked itself.
This is the lock on the breath of the soul. If you add your own teleportation, the moment it appears in another place, it will also bring the murderous aura of the blade over. At that time, it will be even more difficult to deal with it in a hurry after just teleporting.
Zhang Yang had only one choice.
Recklessly!
Lifting his hand, the cyan light flickered, and the Fu Cang sword was sacrificed.
As an immortal artifact, Zhang Yang believes that the quality of the Fucang Sword will never be lower than that of the big sword.
However, Zhang Yang was not at all sure whether he could block the attack of the big knife. The reason is very simple, the big sword in Sanbao's hand has completely recognized its owner, and it has been cultivated with painstaking efforts for many years, it is just like his own body.
But the Fu Cang sword in Zhang Yang's hand didn't even recognize its master, so it couldn't exert a tenth or two of its power.
If there were no accidents, Zhang Yang would definitely not be able to block this blow.
Of course, Zhang Yang is not without opportunities. He was expecting the unexpected.
Zhang Yang's chance is the situation when Fucang Sword can appear in Wuman's ancestral temple. When being attacked by another fairy weapon, under the influence of breath, the hidden ability of Fu Cangjian was stimulated.
The power of this kind of passive stimulation can never be compared with the active use after recognizing the master. However, this is Zhang Yang's last chance.
Ding!
Zhang Yang flipped the Fucang sword in his hand to block the attack of the broadsword.
hum—
Amidst a tremor, the blue light of the Fucang sword blazed brightly. Zhang Yang could clearly feel that an ancient aura surged instantly in the body of Fu Cangjian.
Zhang Yang's face brightened.
Bet right!
No matter what, Fu Cangjian's breath soared, it was his own opportunity.
hum—
The broadsword in Sanbao's hand also trembled and bounced away.
Sanbao's face changed, and he stared closely at the Fucang sword in Zhang Yang's hand, the expression in his eyes changed from shock to horror.
"Fu Cang Sword! What you hold is Fu Cang Sword!"
Sanbao's voice was no longer calm as it was at the beginning, as if he saw the most terrifying existence.
"What's your relationship with Senior Fucang?" San Bao suppressed the shock in his heart and asked Zhang Yang.
Zhang Yang was overjoyed when he heard this.
Senior Fu Cang
Since this big guy called Fu Cang with the word "Senior", and when he mentioned the name "Fu Cang", his tone was full of respect, could it be that he is Fu Cang's junior
According to Fu Cang, he was suppressed in ancient times. Well, it seems that this big guy has lived for an unknown number of years.
Zhang Yang was really not sure of winning against this big guy—especially after the opponent sacrificed a fairy weapon that he could fully control, Zhang Yang was even more unconfident.
Zhang Yang was so happy to be able to defeat others without fighting.
"Senior Fucang has shown me great kindness. He bestowed treasures on me and passed on my skills. He is the most respected person." At this time, Zhang Yang did not hesitate to praise the old ghost, and his tone was intentional. It seems that he has a close relationship with Fu Cang.
Especially the two sentences in the middle, it is very easy to misunderstand the other party, as if Zhang Yang is the disciple of Fu Cang Lao Er.
"Fellow Daoist, do you also know Senior Fucang?" Zhang Yang asked.
Then, he waited for the other party's answer—it turned out to be one of his own people, and the flood really rushed into the Dragon King Temple! Then, the two shook hands and talked happily, and joined hands to wipe out those despicable stone drills... What a perfect script!
Zhang Yang even thought of the answer.
However, Sanbao's next answer made Zhang Yang almost swallow his tongue.
I saw that Sanbao's eyes lit up instantly.
Zhang Yang's heart tightened, and he said badly to himself, maybe he had pressed the wrong treasure.
Sure enough, Sanbao clenched the sword tightly with both hands:
"Great! It turns out that you have received the inheritance of Senior Fu Cang. Senior Fu Cang is my master's old enemy. He fought with my master in ancient times. He was the most respected enemy of my master and also the leader of my family. The person the master wants to defeat the most. If the Three Treasures can kill the descendants of Fu Cang's predecessors here, and bring this Fu Cang sword back, I believe the master will be very happy. The master has been depressed since he escaped from trouble. This time, Let Sanbao do something happy for the master!"
"йж※#§..." Zhang Yang was speechless for a while, scolding his mother secretly in his heart.