Chapter 89 Gourd Flying Knife
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If you watch the entire fight and cannot get any insights, it means that your state has not reached that level, and it is useless to say more.
Maybe you can wait until you advance to the purple zombie, or maybe you can go to the black zombie, and it will be natural.
"Hmm? What does this mean by fellow Taoist?"
Suddenly, the face of the old man named Zhao Tianlai changed.
Zhang Yang smiled. At the beginning, he was worried that the old man with white beard would escape, so he let the ghost servant take a detour behind him. It seemed that he had been discovered now.
"Fellow Daoist gets out of the way. I just want to go to the first line of gorge, and there is no malice. You walk your Yangguan Road, I pass my single-plank bridge, and each one is safe. If you treat me as a soft persimmon and want to kill people and seize treasures, I am not a vegetarian. This gourd and flying knife will kill you like a dog slaughtering!"
The old man with white beard grabbed the purple gourd in his hand, and his voice was trembling.
Zhang Yang's smile remained unchanged, but he was secretly alert in his heart. The other party's expression did not look pretentious and somewhat confident.
However, Zhang Yang did not intend to let him go. Usually, the monks in the Foundation Establishment stage only ride the wind to control swords and are arrogant. It is impossible for him to hunt one.
Now I finally met someone, so I naturally couldn't let it go.
With a thought, he reminded the blood slave and the ghost servant, and at the same time he showed off his face:
"To be honest with fellow Taoist, I need the foundation-building pill in urgent need. If you can hand over two foundation-building pills, I will let you go without saying a word."
The old man with white beard snorted coldly:
"The Foundation Establishment Pill is precious to us Foundation Establishment Cultivators, although it is precious, but it is not a fatal thing. If you have one, why not give me a friend to a fellow Taoist? It's just a pity... Humph! Let's leave now, I hope my fellow Taoist will not stop it, otherwise, there will be only blood splattering three feet!"
The old man with white beard glared and his body shook, and he was about to leave in the side direction.
Seeing this, Zhang Yang greeted him, the ghost servant was behind, the blood slave was in front, and with himself, the three of them rushed towards Zhao Tianlai in a triangle.
As soon as his body moved, he saw Zhao Tianlai's mouth raising his lips and a sinister smile.
This action was extremely slight, but Zhang Yang's spiritual sense was captured clearly, and a bad feeling arose in his heart.
"Not good! I've been fooled!"
Zhang Yang said intimately, leaned his body to dodge, and raised his right arm to block the front, and was about to use the eight-way seal.
call out!
A flash of light came straight towards Zhang Yang's neck like a meteor.
bite!
With a crisp sound, the light hit.
"Puff!" sounded, but a flying knife flashed, shining with cold light.
Zhang Yang said intimidly.
It turned out that with a flash of inspiration just now, the raised right arm just blocked the neck.
Although the Eight-Way Seal was not available, it barely blocked the flying knife.
The flying knife was extremely sharp and fast. When it easily cuts the overlapping stratum corneum on its right arm, you will know that its defense is almost as if it does not exist in front of it. Fortunately, this eight-way seal is a magic weapon known for its hardness. After magnification, everything will be urged.
When you encounter this gourd flying knife that falls everywhere, no one can do anything to anyone. You just cut a layer of flesh on Zhang Yang's right arm and bounce it to the ground.
Seeing the situation clearly, Zhang Yang was afraid and felt angry.
Zhao Tianlai, the old guy, was too treacherous and pretended to escape, but after this, he had happened. If he had been a little slower just now, his head would have been taken away.
Zombies are strong and have tenacious vitality, but they are dead even if they lose their heads.
Over there, Zhao Tianlai was even more shocked.
He knew the power of the gourd flying knife. As long as he took action, no one could escape it.
Even a strong person in the Golden Pill stage may be killed if he is careless.
The corpse cultivator in front of him was obviously at the most foundation-building stage, and he could actually withstand his gourd flying knife?
If Zhao Tianlai was also a time traveler, he would definitely shout out loud - this is unscientific!
Palala!
The wind blew the clothes, and the three zombies rushed towards Zhao Tianlai without stopping.
"Zombie...Zombie!"
As his body moved, Zhao Tian saw Zhang Yang's appearance and was shocked again. He thought that Zhang Yang was a corpse cultivator and the two zombies were his zombie puppets, so he suddenly took action and prepared to kill Zhang Yang in one fell swoop to solve the crisis... The sudden exposure of the truth was completely beyond his expectations.
However, this time, there was no chance to think too much, and the three-headed zombies had already arrived.
"ah!"
Zhao Tianlai was caught off guard and a small spell was issued.
A ball of flame suddenly divided into three parts and flew towards Zhang Yang and the other two.
Zhang Yang had a cold face, and he looked at the flame and sneered, and he didn't hide.
puff!
The flames immediately burned, and the whole person instantly became a fire ball.
Before Zhao Tianlai could be happy, he saw that the flames were in a state of unabashed momentum and continued to rush towards him.
The dark claws were shining with cold light, and the cold eyes were full of murderous intent.
puff!
The claws passed by, the huge head was cut off, thrown away, and the blood was spurted out.
Woo woo!
Under Zhang Yang's order, the blood slave and the ghost servant rushed over, and opened their bloody mouths, biting in with a "Crack!" and sucking wildly.
Zhang Yang stood still, his magic power surged, and a stream of yin energy blew across his body, and the flames immediately went out.
Zhao Tianlai was a strong man in the Foundation Establishment Stage at any time, but the fireball technique he rushed out in a hurry could not even exert a fraction of the power, so Zhang Yang was naturally not afraid.
He reached out and took the purple gourd over.
After recognizing the master, the spiritual consciousness invaded, and immediately lines of text emerged.
After reading, Zhang Yang's face showed a solemn look.
"It turns out that this gourd flying knife is so powerful. Fortunately, I was so lucky that I accidentally made a move. Such a small Bafang Seal just blocked the flying knife. Otherwise, the power of the flying knife would be enough to cut off my arm and then cut off my head... Hiss!"
When I recalled the scene just now, I felt scared.
This battle taught Zhang Yang another lesson.
How can anyone who can survive in the world of cultivation be easy to deal with? Just when you think you will definitely be able to seize the enemy, maybe your enemy's butcher knife is already on your neck.
Any carelessness may cause you to capsize in the gutter.
Always keep a vigilant mind and not underestimate any enemy. This is the fundamental reason for surviving in this cruel environment where the strong prey on the weak.
Retract the flying knife and put the purple gourd into the storage bag.
Zhang Yang has already experienced the power of this magic weapon. Although he can only be used once, he can kill the enemy with one blow at critical moments. He trained it well and had another life-saving trump card.
Zombie puppets, eight-way seals, ten thousand demon banners, gourd flying knives... In just a few years, Zhang Yang had accumulated a considerable fortune without realizing it, far exceeding the ordinary foundation-building cultivator, and almost equivalent to a poor Jindan cultivator.
In a blink of an eye, the two zombies had already sucked the old man with white bearded Zhao Tianlai into mummies.
He took off the object ring on Zhao Tianlai's finger, and there was no time to check anything more. He sacrificed a fire-free talisman, and a ball of flame burned the mummy into ashes. The three zombies immediately escaped into the depths of the jungle.
Only after staying away from dozens of kilometers did Zhang Yang start to check the trophy and object storage ring.
Zhao Tianlai is indeed poor enough. The object storage ring is only one cubic meter in size. Apart from the convenience of carrying, it is no different from the object storage bag.
Not to mention, there are only more than fifty spirit stones inside, including only six medium-grade spirit stones, and the rest are low-grade spirit stones; there are also some clothes and a few bottles of elixirs.
Zhang Yang was depressed to find that he was really lacking in knowledge about elixirs and did not even know any of them.
"Huh? I have a lot of pills now. Moreover, I don't know the name... Wouldn't that mean that even if there is a foundation-building pill in it, I don't know?"
Zhang Yang suddenly thought of this possibility. However, thinking about the number of elixirs in the world, it is not just a matter of millions. There are only dozens of them in his own object calculator at best. The chance of having the foundation-building pill is too small, so he no longer has any thoughts.
I just thought that if I had the opportunity, I would catch a cultivator's survivor and let him identify it.
Moreover, you must learn some knowledge about elixirs in the future. It is difficult for illiterate life!
Have a breath of relief after tidying up the things!
It seems that the hunting operation is going to continue!
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