Chapter 183: Killing Puwang Zongxiao

"Huh? It's you!"

Looking at Zhang Yang and the other two who landed without any concealing their traces, a vulgar man let out a whisper.

"What a coincidence! It's you!"

Zhang Yang also smiled softly.

It turned out that the expedition team that first arrived on the island was nothing but someone else, but they met the Pu Wang Sect and the other one at the entrance. The one who spoke was undoubtedly the Liang monk who was facing the despicable and had always coveted Shangguan Moer.

The team dispatched by Puwang Sect was led by the old monster of the Nascent Soul Stage, as well as three Jindan monks and eight foundation-building monks. Of course, the eight foundation-building monks can enter the Heavenly King Hall.

However, when I looked at it now, there were only five people in front of me, and they were all dressed in a torn manner and looked extremely embarrassed. One of them was even covered in blood, pale face, and had a loss of qi and blood. It was obvious that he was seriously injured. Zhang Yang even suspected that he still had the ability to fly back to the teleportation point that left the ruins.

Not far from these five people, a tall Cancer-like monster fell to the ground, its whole body was damaged, and its aura was emitting all over, proving that it had the power of a level 6 monster during its lifetime.

However, this level 6 monster was tied with a yellow rope, tightly tied. The rope suddenly emitted a light yellow light, which looked extraordinary at first glance.

It seems that this is the biggest reason why several foundation-building monks can kill a level six monster.

"Gaga, it's a coincidence! It's such a coincidence! This is called "If you have a way in heaven, you don't go, and if you have no way in hell, you break in!" The monk named Liang laughed in a cramped voice, and his lewd eyes scanned Shangguan Mo'er without any fear, as if the latter had become his belongings.

"Junior Brother Liang, big things are important, don't cause trouble!" At this time, a white-bearded old man next to him shouted.

"Hehe, Senior Brother Zhao, this pair of dogs and men have seen us here. If they don't remove them, it will be a problem. Moreover, more than forty days have passed now. I believe that they have explored at least two or three star islands and taken them down. Our senior brothers can also give us some extra treasures." The monk surnamed Liang seemed to be not very afraid of the white-bearded old man.

The latter was a little stunned when he heard this, obviously he was also moved, and nodded and said:

"Everyone takes action together, move more quickly, time is precious!"

The two of them discussed here and did not take Zhang Yang and the others seriously from beginning to end. Obviously, in their opinion, this pair of "dog men and women" is really the dish on their plate.

With a word from the old man with white beard, the other monks showed excitement, and they all sacrificed magic weapons and surrounded Zhang Yang and the others.

For a moment, light flashed in the sky and fluctuated violently. The envoys of these people were actually all mid-level and above magic weapons. As one of the three sects and four sects, the family background of Puwang Sect is indeed extraordinary.

"Hmph!" Zhang Yang sneered, his face full of disdain.

This expression fell into the eyes of the old man with white beard, making him feel a little bad. However, there was naturally no way out at this time, so he shouted:

"Everyone, do it!"

After his words fell, he took the lead in exploring magic weapons, and the others attacked.

Zhang Yang's spiritual sense moved, and the magic trick in his hand gently raised.

Buzz —

With a light sound, a yellow light flashed, and a circle rose in the wind, floating in front of it and constantly rotating like a huge vortex.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

For a moment, as light flashed, many magic weapons flashed away, and all the attacks that should have fallen on Zhang Yangshe disappeared, and even the magic weapons were collected into the ring.

"Huanyuan Ring! It turns out to be Huanyuan Ring!"

The old man with white beard was very knowledgeable and shouted, his body was about to retreat.

Zhang Yang naturally would not give him a chance. With his spiritual sense, the magic tricks in his hand would change.

call!

The Hunyuan ring rotated rapidly and smashed towards the old man with white beard.

The latter was shocked, and his blood light flashed on his body, and his body suddenly surged, and he instantly appeared dozens of feet away. It was obvious that he used some secret method and barely avoided the attack of the Hunyuan Ring.

However, before the old man with white beard could relax, he saw a flash of white light, blood splattering, and his head had been cut off.

This action was so good that the other monks had not even reacted.

Zhang Yang held a purple gourd in his hand. It was this gourd flying knife that could instantly attack without time brewing, and killed the white-bearded old man who was almost forced to the end in one fell swoop.

"The enemy is amazing! Escape quickly!"

Although the monk surnamed Liang was vulgar, he knew that he had no chance of winning if he continued to fight in this situation. He made a quick decision and called him to escape first. The other three surviving monks also fled separately.

In the blink of an eye, his natal magic weapon was taken away, and the most powerful old man with white beard was killed instantly. If anyone chooses to continue fighting hard, he will be kicked in the head by a donkey.

"Stay!" Shangguan Moer had long hated the monk named Liang. He raised his jade hand and thousands of lights flashed. The pear blossom needle in the rain was used, and instantly caused the monk named Liang to be frightened.

Zhang Yang burst out from behind, and with a light wave, he caught up with a monk. The Qilin arm appeared and bombarded strongly. After breaking through the opponent's defense, he directly pinched his heart. Then he waved it and chased another monk...

After a cup of tea, three incomplete corpses were lying on the ground. In addition, the monk named Liang and the monk who was already injured were trembling all over.

Not far away from them, Zhang Yangzhi held a small black banner in his hand and took away the soul from the three corpses. Then, in front of the two, he inserted his arms into the corpse and washed the essence and blood clean.

"You...you...sucking people's essence and blood, refining people's souls, this is a taboo for my famous and upright sects! Moreover, the target you abuse is a disciple of my Puwang Sect! Once it is spread, you will definitely become the target of my three sects and four sects." The monk surnamed Liang trembled his lips and pointed at Zhang Yang and said.

"Gaga! You said that, are you forcing me to kill someone to silence me? Hehe, this Heavenly King Hall is an absolutely good place to silence me!" Zhang Yang licked his lips, his face ferociously.

"This fellow Taoist, I have never offended fellow Taoist, and even when my fellow Taoist took action just now, I am hiding aside... As long as the fellow Taoist is willing to let go of the next life, I will definitely send all the magic weapons and spirit stones in my body to the fellow Taoist."

Next to him, the cultivator who was already injured was almost frightened by Zhang Yang's behavior. When he thought that he might be sucked in blood and soul refining, he couldn't care about anything.

"Hehe, it's so funny! Do you still want you to give the magic weapons and spirit stones on your body to the original cultivation? If you kill you, everything is the original cultivation. Your condition is worthless and the transaction is not valid. If you cannot give the conditions to make the original cultivation excited, then these fellow disciples will be your fate!" Zhang Yang smiled miserably on his face and pointed to the mummy corpses.

The injured monk struggled on his face, and hesitated a little. Zhang Yang's right arm next to him changed a little. He could see that red scales appeared and turned into a powerful Qilin arm.

"Hehe, if not, then there is no need to say it."

The injured monk collapsed instantly and shouted:

"No! There is! I know a huge secret next, about the purpose of our trip."

"Li Dezhu! Shut up! Do you want to be the sinner of my Puwang Sect?" The monk surnamed Liang looked at the hatred on Shangguan Moer's face next to him, and knew that he would definitely not be able to escape death. At this time, he became tough.

"Hmph!" Zhang Yang let out a cold voice, Shangguan Moer next to him immediately took action, and the rainstorm pear blossom needles instantly turned the monk named Liang into a honeycomb.

Zhang Yang naturally could not waste this great corpse, collecting the soul and sucking the essence and blood.

This scene scared the injured monk again, and a trace of reason in his heart supported him and asked:

"The secret I mentioned in the following is related to the marrow washing pool. I only want to survive, and then I will send this secret to the two traitors."

Zhang Yang's heart moved, but his face remained unchanged, and his tone said calmly:

"Well! This secret is indeed valuable. However, all your fellow disciples died at our hands. It is impossible for you to survive. If you tell this secret, this cultivator can guarantee that you will be left with a corpse, and let your soul soldiers be solved so that you can enter the cycle of reincarnation. If you agree, you will let go of your spiritual consciousness now and let me explore you. If not, this cultivator would rather not be allowed to kill you! Although this cultivator is not afraid of the Puwang Sect, he is unwilling to be chased by others as soon as he leaves the Heavenly King Hall."

The injured monk's face was full of decay, and he knew that this was almost undiscussed. Although the opportunity to enter the marrow washing pool is important, it is nothing compared to his long-lasting life.

If the news of killing the disciples of Puwang Sect spread, these two foundation-building monks would definitely end up in ashes.

"How can I trust you?" The monk's psychological defense line had obviously been broken.

"You must believe us, and you can only believe us!" Zhang Yang's tone was cold.

A silence...

call!

The monk breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay! I believe in the two fellow Taoists, and I hope they must keep their promises."

Zhang Yang nodded, reached out and stroked the other person's head, and his spiritual sense invaded.

After one stick of incense, the spiritual consciousness is withdrawn.

"Very good! If you keep your promises, your practice will keep your promises."

When Zhang Yang said this, the monk immediately smiled calmly, knowing that he had the right bet this time.

Zhang Yang rubbed his fingers with both hands, pressed against his temples, and activated the soul-stinging cone.

With the other party being unprepared and not even able to resist, the soul-stinging cone is very effective and instantly pierces the opponent's soul.

Bang!

A corpse fell heavily to the ground.

Zhang Yang reached out and grabbed the corpse and swung it hard. The corpse immediately flew up and headed towards the endless void outside the Star Road.

"This is also a good destination!"

Zhang Yang sighed.

Next to him, Shangguan Moer also showed a gratified smile on her face when she saw Zhang Yangyino act.

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Chapter completed!