Chapter 64
The old Taoist priest of the Supreme Sect of the World, on the grounds that he was seriously injured and unable to move around, sent a disciple with the highest cultivation level in the sect at that time to lead Zhang Yang and Ji Mengyao to a mansion in the capital of Qingqiu.

"That's right here, the two seniors." The disciple with the highest cultivation level of the supreme sect in the world, if divided according to the strength of the outer disciples of the Donghua sword sect's main sect, is actually only about the third level of Qi refining.

Zhang Yang nodded: "It's time to work, oh yes."

He casually asked another irrelevant question: "I don't know how your level of cultivation is compared to that of your suzerain?"

The leading disciple was silent for a while, and said, "It's more than half."

Ji Mengyao frowned at Zhang Yang and winked.

Zhang Yang gave her a slight nod of acceptance, and said again: "That is to say, I only need to crush the thing given by your suzerain, and that person will show up by himself?"

The disciple leading the way hesitated for a while, then cupped his hands: "The patriarch didn't tell me this, Wu Sheng only knew about bringing the two seniors here, dare to ask the two seniors, can Wu Sheng go back?"

Zhang Yang looked innocently at Ji Mengyao's angry expression, nodded and said, "Go."

After Wu Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, he left in a hurry.

"Why do you ask about your cultivation base?" After finding a teahouse, Ji Mengyao blamed Zhang Yang: "Why didn't you ask clearly over there just now?"

"Isn't this a hand at the time, have you forgotten?" Zhang Yang filled her with tea, filled it up for himself, and looked at the mansion from the window: "Now that we are here, if there are no accidents, our opponents should also It's nearby."

Ji Mengyao pointed her eyes and said, "Look over there."

At the west gate of the mansion, Jin Buhuan and Lei Qianjun walked into the mansion guided by a servant.

"How come there are only two?" Zhang Yang blinked: "It's just their words, isn't it here to deliver food?"

"That's because they don't know you have these talismans." Ji Mengyao took out a forbidden talisman and put it back: "Otherwise, I'm afraid the one who came here would not be of the same generation."

"Hehe, this is called information asymmetry." Zhang Yang took a bite of the side dish and put it in his mouth. He ordered the side dish without treating it as a display and started to eat it seriously.

Ji Mengyao: "..."

After observing for a while, it was confirmed that there were no other demon cultivators he recognized entering or leaving the mansion. Zhang Yang and Ji Mengyao each took a messenger stone and searched the nearby commanding heights in two ways.

When it was time to meet, Zhang Yang and Ji Mengyao met in the snack shop opposite the teahouse.

"How many did you find?" Zhang Yang made an appointment at the snack bar, and really took a plate of steamed buns and gnawed wildly, making Ji Mengyao silent for a while.

Ji Mengyao didn't answer, but just took a small piece of dried radish and ate it.

Coming out of the snack bar, Ji Mengyao led Zhang Yang to the outskirts of the city, and then jumped onto the fork of a big tree. After Zhang Yang also stood still, he whispered: "A lot."

Zhang Yang slowly squatted down: "What do you mean? Why is there nothing abnormal when I checked?"

"There is a book of exercises that you can get for free in the Canggong Building, called "Xin Qi Jue", you should know." Ji Mengyao also hid her figure, looking at the direction of the city gate when the two came, with a vigilant expression: "Not only our Donghua Sword Sect, but all ten righteous and evil sects have corresponding exercises like this."

Zhang Yang's expression changed: "Then I'm dangling over there with all my treasures, isn't it just being cute?"

"What is being cute?" Ji Mengyao asked strangely, "Why do you always have strange words?"

Zhang Yang was expressionless: "To be cute is to be dumb."

"Well, it's really cute when you think about it." Ji Mengyao looked solemn, and the magic weapon for body protection suddenly activated!
"Boom!" There was a shock!
The big tree where Zhang Yang and Ji Mengyao belonged, together with a radius of ten feet, was blown to pieces!
A pit with a radius of five or six feet and a depth of two feet is emitting green smoke.

Jin Buhuan's figure appeared beside the pit, and he said with a displeased face: "I said it was impossible, you have to try it!"

Lei Qianjun appeared with his eyes covered with black cloth, his white hair fluttering in the wind: "In terms of strength, of course you listen to me. What do you think?"

Jin Buhuan shrugged helplessly: "What's the use of having an opinion, why don't you still do it anyway?"

Zhang Yang descended from the sky, and the mid-air control muscle technique was activated. When he landed, cracks in the ground stretched out like spider webs. Zhang Yang stepped out of the crack, and his face suddenly changed into Yan Yunhai. , third in the outer gate!"

After finishing speaking, he returned to his own appearance, and the muscles all over his body suddenly swelled. He looked at Lei Qianjun who took a step back after hearing the words: "We meet again, Lei Qianjun!"

Lei Qianjun seemed to be facing an enemy: "It was you that day?"

Jin Buchang's face collapsed: "It is rumored that you were planted in Donghua Sword Sect, but it is true?"

"Haha! What a good opportunity!" The wolf fang of the Beast Control Sect suddenly appeared behind Zhang Yang, and used the mace as a hood to Zhang Yang's head: "What are you doing! Come on, let's go together! Kill this kid and grab the spiritual treasure. !”

Brush brush brush brush!
Countless figures appeared at the same time!At a glance, there were 300 people!

These people basically didn't move, they just surrounded the four of them in the middle, and they all stood apart with cold faces, keeping a certain distance between them, and they were still on guard against each other.

Zhang Yang stretched out a finger, caught the mace firmly, and said without looking back, "I've been waiting for you for a long time! It's great to come!"

A touch of golden light stretches from your right hand!

""Pure Yang Sword Finger"!" Jin Buhuan was shocked, screaming strangely, and suddenly disappeared in the air.

Lei Qianjun tilted his head: "Cut, I don't even have the courage to fight, the money sect is a disgrace to my demon sect!"

Zhang Yang was slightly distracted, what was Jin Buhuan, a fat man thinking?Didn't he know about "Chunyang Sword Finger"?

"Hmph! Bluffing! It's just a golden sword, let's see how I, Langya, deal with you!" Langya roared: "Big Brother, Second Brother, Third Brother, Fourth Brother, come out to Big Brother!"

Nineteen figures who also shouldered the mace appeared silently, surrounding Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang withdrew his sword finger in an instant, and punched out, the wolf fang was hit hard, a big mouthful of blood turned into a blood arrow, and then, it was smashed all the way to nowhere!
Purchased 60 times of 1-second invincibility in a row!
Zhang Yang obtained the 1-minute 1-second invincibility bonus, and bravely met a mace, punched, and the punch hit the point of the mace. Fly away!

Then Zhang Yang punched again, and another person was hit hard on the spot. About a second later, he was smashed all the way, and he didn't know where he was hit!

Zhang Yang packed up the 20 people from Yushoumen like a tiger into a flock, without stopping, he rushed straight to the 300 people who were facing him!
"How daring—!" A demon cultivator was so surprised that he couldn't react at all. He was punched in the face and drew a parabola on the spot. He didn't know where he was hit!

the other side.

Inside the mansion.

Ji Mengyao put the horizontal sword in front of Jin Buhuan's neck, and said calmly: "I know you have a problem."

Only the eyeballs of Jin Buhuan's body could move, and he looked at Ji Mengyao in horror.

"Don't think I don't know what happened that day. But that's not why I let you go." Ji Mengyao cut Jin Buhuan's neck with a knife, and then raised his sword!

After checking carefully, Ji Mengyao just left the backyard of the mansion.

After about a quarter of an hour.

A big yellow dog stared at it, ran out of the mansion in terror, and turned into a human form in a corner, it was gold!
"No wonder Master said before leaving that there will be a catastrophe!" Jin Buhuan looked in the direction of the suburbs: "There are such terrifying talismans. If you report them, it will be considered a great achievement, enough to offset the disadvantages of this mission! How can I fall here if I don’t want to change money and I am determined to eat all over the world! Hurry up and go!”

As soon as the words fell, Jin Buhuan transformed into a young man in sackcloth, and walked towards the city gate as if nothing had happened.

With one-second invincibility turned on, Zhang Yang dodged an afterimage under the siege of eight demon cultivators!
The eight people glanced at each other and retreated at the same time!

Lei Qianjun showed his figure, his arms glowed all over, and suddenly a thunderbolt hit Zhang Yang!

Zhang Yang didn't even move his eyebrows, he fought back brazenly, punched out, Lei Qianjun spewed out a bloody arrow on the spot, and fell far away, he didn't know if he was alive or dead!
And taking advantage of the opportunity that Lei Qianjun won, the eight demon cultivators thrust out their swords at the same time, sealing off all Zhang Yang's escape routes!
Zhang Yang let out a low laugh, shortened his stature, and drew out his magic sword from bottom to top!
Eight long swords were held at the same time, and there was a huge impact sound!
"Pfft!" The eight demon cultivators vomited blood at the same time and fell out!

"You! You are not at the Qi refining level at all! What's going on with you!" A demon cultivator vomited blood with an unwilling expression on his face: "The eight of us are all at least at the eighth level of Qi refining, and you can't do a single trick in your hands! "

Seeing this, Zhang Yang retreated and said, "I never said that I am in the Qi Refining Realm. My cultivation is probably at the third level of Foundation Establishment!"

The other demon cultivators, who had four pieces of dough forming a semi-circle, were shocked when they heard this: "What! The third floor of foundation building!"

In an instant, fifty or sixty smoke bombs hit the ground.

Zhang Yang found out speechlessly that all the magicians had run away.

Ji Mengyao appeared and gave him a reproachful look: "Don't you know how many were captured alive? If you can capture a genius like Lei Qianjun, it will be considered a great credit."

Zhang Yang blinked, looked at the place where Lei Qianjun was knocked into the air, and shrugged.

Not only Lei Qianjun, but all the demon cultivators who were knocked into the air were no longer in place.

"Moxiu is the best at pretending to be dead." Ji Mengyao looked at the long sword: "I don't even know if Jin Buhuan was actually killed."

"That guy doesn't die so easily, he probably ran away." Zhang Yang put his hands around his temples and glanced at the city wall: "You've been watching that guy over there for a long time, how about showing up? "

A pretty girl came down with a gloomy expression: "Are you here to stop me from taking revenge?"

(End of this chapter)

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