Chapter 884: Gold Race

By the river, wealth and wealth are covered in blood, and the lion's hair roots stand up. It is confronting a young man. The young man had a playful smile on his face, and ten sharp metal thorns protruded from his ten fingertips. It was it that hurt wealth.
The blood dripped down the lion's hair to the ground, and the wealthy front paws pressed the ground, it was about to attack. Because of the previous carelessness, it suffered a loss and was cut ten blood holes with sharp claws. However, this injury was nothing to him. Its physique was polished by Zhang Jun to be extremely tough, with extremely strong vitality, and it was completely bearable.
The ten metal thorns of the young man’s hands gently collided, blasting brilliant sparks, and he smiled and said,
Little cat, you can’t beat me. If you surrender obediently, then you won’t have to suffer. You have to understand that you can be yourself Becoming a pet is the blessing of your third life."
In the rich lion’s eyes, there was a trace of disdain. It was so obvious that it made the young man surprised and furious. He sneered: "Yes, not bad! I guessed it, you little cat really It's extraordinary, I have opened up Lingzhi, and I can't let you go!"
The rich and honorable lion roar, like a lightning bolt, pounced on the opponent. After Fugui opened up Lingzhi, he also learned a few strokes from Zhang Jun. The tyrannical beast coupled with human wisdom has greatly increased its attack power.
"Ding!"
The young man waved his hands, and the ten metal thorns swiftly stabbed them, but they were swept away with their claws precisely by the rich and wealthy, making a sound like metal humming. The moment the opponent attacked, the other rich and noble's fore palm exposed sharp claws, and then severely tore it forward.
This is the usual method used by lions. With one claw, large animals can be opened up. However, the young man was fearless. He stepped back, and when the claws of the wealthy fell, he kicked it out.
"flutter!"
This kick just hit the rich and noble nose, it roared, shook its head and flew back, the nose was kicked cracked, and blood shot.
The young man snorted coldly: "You are asking for trouble if you toast and not eat fine wine!"
"brush!"
At this moment, a figure seemed to descend from the sky, silently appearing beside Fugui. The visitor was Zhang Jun. After he noticed that Fugui was in danger, he rushed over immediately, only to see Fugui being kicked and hurt his nose.
The cold light in his eyes flickered, and he put a hand on Fugui's nose, the split wound closed together, and he recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The young man was startled. At first glance at Zhang Jun, he felt as if he had encountered an ancient beast, and he became extremely vigilant. Moreover, the speed Zhang Jun showed just now shocked him, and he asked himself that he couldn't achieve the level just now.
"Friend, is this your lion?" The young man stepped back and asked indifferently. He spoke English.
Zhang Jun ignored him, and he stood up and stared at him coldly until his rich nose recovered more than half. The other party was a white young man with a height of 1.9 meters, white hair and blue eyes, and a handsome appearance, but there was a gleam of silver in his eyes.
"Why hurt wealth?" Zhang Jun also asked in pure English, standard Oxford accent.
"It's called "Fugui?" The young man shook his head. "This name is so rustic."
"Answer my question." Zhang Jun stared at him.
The young man raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "I don't need to explain anything to you. You are here because of your bad luck. I will kill you. Your pet naturally belongs to me."
Zhang Jun sneered: "We're just seeing each other effectively, you're going to kill me?"
"You lowly humans, killing 10,000 is not a big deal," Qing Young said, "Although your strength is strong, it is a pity that you are still not our opponent."
After he finished speaking, five more white youths appeared, encircling Zhang Jun and Fugui from four directions. One of the tall men said: "I didn't expect to meet a master in this kind of place, he should be a cultivator among human beings, he is really powerful."
Another young man said: "Human practitioners are indeed powerful, but unfortunately their number is too small. Unlike our noble bloodlines, who are born to be strong. Among human beings, it is possible to appear among thousands of people. A person with a high level of spiritual practice, the probability is too low."
Zhang Jun frowned slightly, he suddenly thought of the three-eyed weird he had met in the ancient holy land. The arrogance of these six people was too similar to the three-eyed weird, lowly human? Noble blood? Are they all the same? Did the creatures in the wasteland enter the real world?
The tall young man stretched out his hand, and the metal elements in the ground were strangely separated, forming a silver liquid and falling into his hands. This metal liquid changed into a metal shuttle, just like that suspended in front of him.
Zhang Jun narrowed his eyes, these people are supernaturalists!
The tall young man's fingers turned slightly, and the sharp metal shuttle turned slowly. He said coldly, "Human, say, why are you here?"
Zhang Jun snorted, "You call me'human.' Are you not a human? According to my observations, your genes are the same as humans."
This sentence seemed to provoke a thorn in the hearts of the six people, and they shouted in unison: "Humble humans, shut up!"
Zhang Jun nodded: "I see. Seeing your appearance, it should be a hybrid, right? Alas, it's really pitiful. I keep saying that others are "bad breeds", but there are bad breeds in my body. Blood, should you commit suicide?"
"kill!"
The tall young man roared, and the metal thorn in front of him suddenly gave out a bright light of my milk, and then he slammed Zhang Jun. The speed of this metal thorn is about the same as that of a bullet, plus its mass, it is absolutely no problem to penetrate ordinary armor.
Faced with this attack, Zhang Jun had a disdainful expression on his face. He stretched out a finger and tapped it lightly in the air. Xianwu's great real power exploded, his fingertips vibrated tens of thousands of times in an instant, and a white finger wind shot out, making the sound of wind and thunder.
The finger wind collided with the metal shuttle, making a loud "bang", and the metal shuttle was directly vaporized, leaving nothing behind.
"What?" The six people were shocked, and then shot at the same time, and the metal elements in the ground kept gathering on them. Unfortunately, Zhang Jun will not give them a chance, he snorted coldly: "It's too slow!"
After speaking, he moved, turned into a gray lightning, and shook in the field. After half a step at the peak of his magical powers, his power has exceeded 200,000 jin. This kind of huge power is terrifying, and these people in front of him don't have to look at them. He can smash them to death with a finger.
"Puzzle!"
Six fingers were tapped in a row, the violent, tyrannical Xianwu great real power evolved into the nine powers of the medical path. They are so in sync, and they are naturally powerful. All six felt a finger on the spine, and a tingling sensation spread from the spine to the whole body. Immediately, an innate divine power burst into the body of these six people. They rushed out of the body and gathered into a silver light in mid-air.
The six people screamed again and again, fell to the ground, tumbling, roaring, and swearing in slang, but it was hard to conceal the terror in their hearts.
In one blow, six people were injured, but Zhang Jun didn't care, he stared curiously at the silver light in the sky. The "Emperor Lotus" in the body shook slightly, and a force that surpassed all laws was released. It directly imprisoned the silver light so that they would not escape or escape.
"Is this a magical power? No, it is different from a magical power, but it is extremely lethal." Zhang Jun was startled, his thoughts moved, and the silver light was absorbed by Emperor Lotus. The emperor lotus swayed, seemed very cheerful.
Zhang Jun was surprised and delighted: "Can the emperor lotus absorb powers similar to magical powers?" As soon as he thought of this, there was a sudden movement in the lotus pond, and another lotus flower sprouted.
"Yes! It won't be long before I can master this magical power of controlling metal elements, this is the ability of Emperor Lotus!
The six people were still rolling and screaming on the ground. Zhang Jun glanced at them and asked coldly: "Now that you have lost your supernatural powers, do you still feel that you are noble, can you still show that kind of face?"
"Damn! You have taken our innate power! Our people will not let you go! You are dead! You are dead!"
Zhang Jun shook his head: "A group of idiots, don't you still see that the dead are yours? Let's say, who are you, what are you doing here, don't hide me, because you can't do it."
"We don't know anything!" The tall young man said sharply, but he was obviously stern.
Zhang Jun shrugged: "Very good. I didn't expect you to say everything obediently." After saying that, he nodded to Fugui, "If you have revenge, take your time and don't bite to death."
The blood-covered riches approached slowly, and its fat lion claws stomped on the grass and made a rustling sound. Its eyes are indifferent and ruthless, that is the emotion that a carnivore should have, in its eyes, these six people are just food.
The young man who wounded the rich and honored was the first to be treated by the rich and honored. Seeing the huge lion head appearing in front of him, his eyes showed a strong sense of fear. He screamed, "Don't eat me, don't eat. I!"
There was a joke in Fugui's eyes. This expression was very similar to the emotions the young people showed before. It stuck out its tongue and licked the young man's face. The lion's tongue was covered with barbs. This lick was like a stroke with an iron brush, and it was immediately bloody. The young man's flesh was swept away, and he screamed.
Zhang Jun said coldly: "Rich, you lick slowly, and you must let him die slowly. By the way, lick his limbs first, so that death will be slower."
The young people only felt that the soul was trembling, and he who had lost his innate divine power, even became less courageous, he was just an ordinary human now. Finally, when the rich blood bowl came close to his face and was about to lick it for a second time, his will collapsed and screamed: "I said, I said everything, let it go, let it go!"
"Asshole!" the tall young man roared, "We are the descendants of the noble gold race, how can we succumb to the humble humans!"
Zhang Junyi pointed out, the black light flickered, and the killing magical powers were displayed. The tall young man's body shook. His mouth was wide open, his facial features were twisted, his vitality was destroyed all of a sudden, and he died instantly.
"Shut up the others, otherwise they will all be killed!" Zhang Jun said coldly, which made the other four people close their mouths tightly, as expected, they did not dare to say anything.