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Cangdang!

The little monster took out a long sword from somewhere, rolled up the tentacles and handed them to Zhang Yang, looking extremely reluctant.-<  >-./-<  >-./-<  >-

This long sword is naturally Zhang Yang's magical long sword. Since it was seized, the little monster has always regarded it as a treasure and kept it in close contact with it, and took it out from time to time to take it out.

Obviously, it was the magic power of the Vine Forest sealed in the long sword of the artifact, which made him feel a familiar aura.

"You keep this! Even as a souvenir!" Zhang Yang pushed and said.

"Wow! Wow!"

The little monster's attitude was very firm at this time, and he directly stuffed the long sword into Zhang Yang's hand. Obviously, it also knew that this long sword was really Zhang Yang's combat power, especially the magic power of the seal could become Zhang Yang's life-saving straw at critical moments.

Zhang Yang hesitated for a moment, and then he was no longer polite and turned his hand to put away the things.

After saying goodbye, Zhang Yang's body flashed, turned into a stream of light and flew up quickly, quickly escaping into the soil.

Behind him, the little monster followed closely behind, with reluctance on his face.

Zhang Yang also stopped from time to time and waved his hand to let the little monster go back.

Until Zhang Yang escaped from the soil layer and returned to the ground, he could sense the little monsters wandering down the soil layer.

However, out of concern, the little monster did not dare to show up casually.

Perhaps it is precisely because of its cautious character that it has ensured that it has lived alone in the underground world for countless years without being discovered by the enemy.

Zhang Yang sighed in his heart. Finally, a ray of light left and completely disappeared into the sky.

...

The mountains are continuous and green.

Zhang Yang stood on a mountain, pinching the magic tricks in his hand and shook his hand.

call!

A fire-red bottle was sacrificed, and it was the Fire Spirit Bottle.

A red light flashed and sank into the land.

Then, Zhang Yang waved his sleeves.

Buzzing-

With the buzzing sound, nearly three thousand large silver-winged demon ants were sacrificed. They flapped their wings and flew into the ground, and disappeared in a flash.

After making these two preparations, Zhang Yang nodded and showed a satisfied smile on his face.

"I was so embarrassed that I was chased by that Chiwen last time. This time, I have to take revenge no matter what."

Before the promotion, Zhang Yang was able to escape from Chiwen as a middle-level Hanba. Now he has successfully advanced. Moreover, he has several more methods and thinks that even if he can't beat Chiwen, it will be very easy to escape.

Therefore, Zhang Yang had no scruples at all. He could give it a try.

Arranged ambush, Zhang Yang's spiritual sense moved, and the golden wings burst out from behind. After waving it vigorously, his body turned into a stream of light and fled forward.

roar!

Soon, an angry roar sounded in a valley ahead.-<  >-

A demonic wind swept by, and Chiwen, which looked like a horned dragon, flew out. Salpid dripping from its sharp teeth, and its tail with bone spurs was thick and long, swinging back and forth.

Obviously, this Chiwen had already recognized Zhang Yang, an old friend. The puzzled look in his eyes flashed slightly and disappeared.

It also felt that Zhang Yang in front of him seemed to be a little different from last time he met. However, Chiwen's simple wisdom did not think much about it.

Anyway, for it, it is naturally no problem to be able to defeat Zhang Yang easily hundreds of years ago.

roar!

A roar echoed on the mountains like muffled thunder.

call!

The demonic wind blew over and his heavy body directly hit Zhang Yang.

roar!

Zhang Yang also roared violently, and the muscles and muscles in his body burst out instantly.

Beeping!

Within a thousand miles of surroundings, flowers, plants and trees instantly withered, and the ground cracked, like spider webs. All vitality turned into energy and instilled into Zhang Yang's body.

In the first round, Zhang Yang chose to fight head-on.

The strength of power is accompanied by the dignity of the strong. This dignity does not allow Zhang Yang to think he is avoiding when facing a strong enemy.

Bang!

Zhang Yang's arm hit Chiwen's cheek heavily.

Click!

With a crisp sound, the scales covered with Chiwen's face were instantly smashed into pieces, and blood burst out.

However, with the huge force, Chiwen's huge body obviously brought him many advantages.

boom!

Zhang Yang's body was knocked away and fell heavily to the ground, like a meteorite falling to the ground, forming a huge deep pit.

Swish!

The moment his body landed, a black shadow ejected from the air, suspended in the air, and his breath remained unchanged, and there was no damage at all.

After advancing, Zhang Yang felt his strength for the first time. Twenty-one mysterious gray iron, the blood power of the ancestor of the Witch Man, and the high-level drought bar itself is like the indestructible Vajra... The powerful defense made Zhang Yang almost ignore attacks of Chiwen.

"Hahaha……"

**Defense has been verified, Zhang Yang feels extremely happy and laughs with a smile on his face.

As the spiritual consciousness moved, a big black stick appeared in his hand. This big stick was naturally the artifact obtained by Zhang Yang after killing the old tree demon. After recognizing the master, he trained it in the sea of ​​consciousness for a hundred years before he could use it as expected.

roar!

Chiwen roared and was extremely angry. Obviously, he was very dissatisfied with the result of the battle just now. The little guy who was vulnerable in front of it more than a hundred years ago has now caused damage to himself in one blow and was able to fight him head-on. How can it accept this?

Whoosh!

A black light flashed, and Chiwen's thick tail covered with bone spurs whipped towards Zhang Yang like a long whip with a spike.

call!

Zhang Yang did not dodge or dodge, and directly smashed the black stick in his hand.

Bang!

With one blow, the scales were mixed with blood, and Zhang Yang's body shook, endured a huge force, and just drew an arc in the air and controlled his body steadily.

Chiwen's tail was hit hard again.

With the blessing of the artifact black stick, Zhang Yang's power was expanded by more than ten times. In this attack, even Chiwen's tail, which was known for its strength, was almost cut off.

call!

Just before Chiwen reacted, Zhang Yang had already launched an attack again.

Bang!

The long and thick black stick, like a thick beam and pillar, hit Chiwen's head hard.

Click!

With a crisp sound, this time, not only countless scales were broken, but Zhang Yang could clearly feel that even Chiwen's skull was broken.

call!

After one blow, Zhang Yang was unreasonable and continued to smash the black stick.

Bang!

Chiwen twitched his body suddenly, and the black stick that was supposed to continue to hit the wound hit Chiwen's neck hard.

Blood splattered and scales shattered.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Next, a series of attacks, Zhang Yangbang hit Chiwen. Each stick hit, a large piece of blood splattered.

With the powerful and powerful defense, Chiwen, the prehistoric monster, was completely snatched when it encountered an existence with stronger power and more abnormal defense.

In front of Zhang Yang, it had no room for fighting back.

Now, Chiwen also realized that the situation was not good. No matter what he thought about, he turned his head and his thick tail drooped, like a stray dog, wrapped in a gust of demonic wind and was about to escape.

The original image of rampantness disappeared at this time.
To be continued...