Chapter 189: Fisherman

Rumble--
As the breath of the White Witch King and Weng Qingyu soared, the sky was filled with clouds, thunder and lightning intertwined, and everything was horrifying. However, it seems that they are affected by some force. These thunder and lightning are just hovering back and forth in the air, like a silver snake fluttering, but they are not bombarded.
Rao is so embarrassing. hahawx
Since being promoted to Zizhe, especially in the Sanwei Dan furnace, Zhang Yang has basically not been afraid of lightning. However, under such a prestige, and the whole sky seems to be pressed down, this kind of prestige is not at all capable of resisting by manpower, and anyone must change a little.
Huh!
A series of attacks by the psychic Tiekui were blocked by Weng Qingyu.
Roar--
Finally, the white Witch King's breath soared, and he was wrapped in a mass of red blood mist, and his thick Ruyi stick was forced out, with the sound of "wheezing". Compared to the previous moment, the momentum is not strong. Times.
Huh!
With a sound, the iron rod and the sharp axe crossed each other, and the two of them quit several steps respectively, which turned out to be quite similar.
"Brother King Corpse stopped this psychic maggot, and my brother went to solve the old bear Xiong!" Weng Qingyu shouted.
"Okay! I didn't expect my husband to cooperate with you Weng Qingyu! Hahaha ... big iron block, come on!" Said the White Witch King, spreading the wishful stick in his hand, as if the sky was full of stick figures Although it was impossible to win for a while, it was crushed by the psychic maggots.
It is only known from the face of the White Witch King that seems to be dripping blood and the whole body, and this completely overdrawn method will definitely not last long.
Weng Qingyu finally seized the opportunity and drew himself past the channel.
The bear's weird face changed, apparently, he still underestimated the strength of the two great powers, White Witch King and Weng Qingyu. Originally thought that relying on psychic maggots enough to completely kill the other party, but did not expect to put himself in danger.
Zhang Yang also knew that at this time, the most critical moment of the battle had entered, and maybe he would have to separate the victory and defeat. At the same time, while pulling Shangguan Moer behind, he was ready to go out to win the battle.
Just then something unexpected happened to everyone.
I saw that Weng Qingyu, under the desperate cover of the White Witch Corpse King, finally escaped from the psychic blockade, but did not launch an attack on the bear boss, but instead walked down the mountain.
"There is a cover from the King of Corpses, the younger brother takes a step first!"
Weng Qingyu's voice came from far away, and his breath became weaker and weaker, but he also escaped a distance and caught up.
At this time, even Zhang Yang could see that the secret method used by Weng Qingyu and the White Witch Corpse King was definitely not a type. The desperate secret method Weng Qingyu used just now looks amazing, but it's just a superficial phenomenon.
Zhang Yang estimates that there are absolutely no future problems.
The White Witch King ’s secret method is real. I believe that even if he survives this calamity, he will be greatly injured. Even if he retreats in the dangerous Tianfu ruins, he will definitely be chased by other enemies after going out. It's hard to have a hospice.
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Besides Weng Qingyu's escape, something happened suddenly, so for a moment, everyone was stunned.
Immediately after, the wrathful voice of the White Witch King sounded: "Weng Qingyu! Your husband! You don't share the sky with you! If you don't die today, you will definitely be pumped out of your hunger, thousands of swords! It will surely overthrow your Emperor Tianzong. ! "
The White Witch King was so angry that he almost fainted!
He is stiff, and even being played this way, it is almost mad.
"Hahaha, Weng Qingyu, Weng Qingyu, I only knew that you were despicable, but I didn't expect to be so despicable! Also, since you did such a thing, I believe that you have no face to say what happened today, I will leave you here. Make your way. "
The old bear almost laughed and burst into tears before sighing! After all, Weng Qingyu has run far, and it is not easy to catch up.
Huh!
Click!
Two heavy blows, but the overwhelming annoyance of the White Witch King, was chopped by the axe with axe on the shoulder. The black sè leather armor broke, and the axe blade was firmly embedded in the flesh of the shoulder.
The White Witch King had a stature, with a pained expression on his face.
Tie Kui had already kicked off, kicking the body of the White Witch King Roshan, kicking and slamming, and landed heavily on the ground.
The psychic urchin refused to stop, and continued to hunt with his sharp axe. Seeing that the White Witch King is about to die.
...
Seeing this, Zhang Yang knew that the time was ripe, and his heart moved. Instead of directly launching a sneak attack on the bear monster, he secretly made the appearance of going down the mountain.
The old bear bear is in the overall situation, and under the spirit, he naturally refuses to let Zhang Yang leave, moves in the footsteps, and has a peak magic weapon flying sword in his hand, he must be cut off from Zhang Yang.
Zhang Yang immediately left Shangguan Mo'er to speed up, and seemed to be fleeing.
The old bear saw his feet kicking on the ground, and stood up. Although the flying sword in his hand was suppressed by the sense of God, although he could not be the ambassador, under the power of his Yuan Ying monk far beyond ordinary people, the sword was bright and powerful. Look like.
Zhang Yang's expression of panic seemed to be forced into despair, but her heart blossomed.
Seeing that the bear monster was getting closer and closer, his feet slammed on the ground, and the original rushing shape immediately turned around, rushing against the bear monster. Just at that moment, the fiery red armour of the right arm emerged, and the sharp claws suddenly became longer.
The old bear stunned, and then it became clear-this is the fight for the trapped beast, right? Do n’t think about it now, and continue to hold the flying sword. In his opinion, this is not only a purple stiff but what? As long as you don't choose melee hand-to-hand combat, using the flying sword to cut off the opponent should be easy.
However, just as the distance approached, the old bear suddenly felt a cold in his heart, and a dangerous breath rose.
As a veteran of Yuanying, he has experienced a certain amount of fighting and naturally has a certain perception of danger. And now, from this zombie who rushed over, he felt the danger.
Unfortunately, it's too late to dodge again at this time. The old bear can only bite his head, and the flying sword trembles in his hand, like a stream of light.
Zhang Yang sneered in his heart, the whole muscle strength broke out, the right arm muscle was knotted, and the unicorn arm attacked strongly.
Ding!
puff!
The sword was photographed flying! People ng bored!
The original flying sword in the hands of the old bear was also a peak magic weapon, so it would not be so vulnerable. However, without the blessing of mana, the power is weaker than normal.
Xiong Xiu's eyes widened, it seems that even now he can't believe this is true.
Zhang Yang did not hesitate, and shot one after another, sharp claws waved, and chopped down the bear's head.
A black light flickered, but it was the old bear Xiong Yuanyuan suddenly leaping from the corpse and flew towards Zhang Yang's forehead, apparently thinking of taking the house.
"Humph!"
Zhang Yang grunted coldly. He had thought of it the first time he killed Mr. Fei.
It is very dangerous for monks of Yuanying to use Yuanying to rob a powerful monk directly, and the chance of failure is very high, but they will let go if they know they will die.
Zhang Yang didn't give him a chance to fight. In the cold hum, his feet stepped on the ground, his body exploded rapidly.
During this delay, several thunders and lightnings in the sky have been cut down. In the screams of screams, the old bear of Yuan Xiong has completely turned into flying ash.
At this point, including the old monk Xiong Xiu, Nine people killed by Zhang Yang in the squad sent by the Emperor King Zong to the ruins of Tianfu.
There are three monks of Jindan left, but they do not know where they are. Zhang Yang would never mind killing them if they could meet them.
...
boom!
At the moment when the bear's old monster Yuanying was annihilated by the power of thunder and lightning, the spirit in the psychic Tiekui's eyes disappeared instantly, his eyes became dull, and the sharp axe that should have been split against the White Witch King was slightly tilted and dropped On the stone ground, rocks were flying.
Boom!
The White Witch Corpse King who thought he would die is undoubtedly not sure what happened, but he knew that he would take the opportunity to kick Tie Kui with one kick.
Immediately followed by a weak breath, both trembled, and almost fell to his knees, and his hands were sturdy enough to support his body. Obviously, he was seriously injured and had already hurt the root; coupled with the use of secret methods to force his instincts, Already unable to suppress, seeing the thunder roaring, he was about to go, and immediately dispersed his mana.
The cloud of air in the sky also dissipated.
Zhang Yang couldn't care less about all this. He was busy holding the flying sword of the bear monster and collecting the remaining spirit power of the bear monster.
At this point, he has already possessed the power of three hunling monsters. If he refines into the 10,000 monsters, the power of the 10,000 monsters will definitely increase greatly.
There is also a demon Xiu and a Yuanying old monster's appetite ring, the two strong life savings are placed on the ground.
Thinking of this, Zhang Yang was in a good mood and ran to pick it up.
As for the situation of the White Witch King, Zhang Yang also looked at it. Obviously it was the end of a strong crossbow and was vulnerable.
The powerful men fought against each other, and finally made Zhang Yang, the fisherman hiding behind.
Two dogs fight, play off! For Zhang Yang, there is simply no more ideal ending.
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"Boy, did you kill this old bear?" The White Witch King looked at Zhang Yang who was constantly busy, and finally couldn't help asking.
"Yes!" Zhang Yang had nothing to hide, nodded in approval.
"Good job! With a stupid strength, he was able to slay a Yuanying old monster and did a good job!" Wang Qiang, a white witch corpse, laughed.
"That is of course, this repair is called a real person!" Zhang Yang smiled slightly and stood away from a certain distance.
Although the White Witch King is down, it is after all a great stiff man. The disease is still prestigious and unbearable.
"The corpse king seems to be seriously injured!" Zhang Yang looked at the white corpse king with a smile, an expression of holding a winning ticket.
"Huh! Now this situation, the old man will not ask you for mercy. You should also be able to see the boy, although the old man saved your life, but he did not think of you well. What do you want to do with it? Old man, can be frank! If you want to kill you, your old man will not frown! However, looking at the old man's help to promote you, I also hope that if you have a chance afterwards, you can help the old man to kill Weng Qingyu's despicable and shameless A man! "The white witch king had a resentful expression on his face with a tough expression, apparently he hated the extreme of Weng Qingyu's betrayal.
Zhang Yang's chin looked at the White Witch King with interest.
The White Witch King did indeed have an unfavorable idea, which made Zhang Yang very upset. However, the other party is stiff and can be regarded as similar!
Suddenly, an idea came up in Zhang Yang's heart. At the moment, he asked: "I don't know what the senior corpse king is and the younger one? If I can say it, the younger one will not give the senior spirit soldiers a chance."
The current White Witch King is bathed in blood, his breath is faint, and the wounds on his body are shocking. Indeed, there is no resistance, and only Zhang Yang can slaughter.
This time, the White Witch Corpse King did not hesitate, and answered directly: "What kind of special exercises do you practice? Kid, when you were a corpse, the atmosphere of the ng cavity and the abdominal cavity was completely destroyed. It looks normal and is not affected at all. According to the old man's knowledge, the entire world of spiritual cultivation can do this, and it is not only the legendary, extremely horrifying physical exercise method. This exercise method is for our zombies You should be clear about the importance of ng. So don't blame the old man. "
In the eyes of Zhang Yang, the sè came out, this is the sin of Huaihuan. If it wasn't for Weng Qingyu and so on to come over the U-shaped valley, I wouldn't say that I really want to be intimidated.
The original idea of ​​Zhang Yang was to try to solicit the White Witch King and make him his subordinate. However, think about the existence of Mao's rigidity and completeness. Once his injury is healed, it is beyond his control.
What's more, this white witch corpse king also has his own old master, that is, the head of the refining door, and is loyal to his master. This also means that this strong man can only be enemies and non-friends with himself in the future.
Soliciting something, but a little greedy.
With a sigh, Kirin's arm sighed. Since we are destined to be friends or foes, naturally we cannot be reconciled ...
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After half an hour, Zhang Yang and Shangguan Moer stood by a pond.
Just now, Zhang Yang finally chose to kill the White Witch Corpse King who was at the end of the crossbow.
Zhang Yang killed Mr. Xiong, although he said it was for self-preservation, but once passed to King Pu Zong, he will be the endless enemy of King Pu Zong.
In addition, he got all the possessions of the two Yuanying Boguai, which is a huge fortune and inevitably tempting ... If the senior King of the Corpse left, it would be a bit uneasy.
Based on the above reasons, the respected enemy of the White Witch Corpse King can only be a killer.
Now, Zhang Yang looks at the pond in front of him, the water
o Calm, a thin layer of mist on the water. The pond looks like a clear liquid, but it is full of sticky texture.
This puddle is located in a cave. The top of the cave is not only too high, but a stalagmite hangs down from it.
The stalagmites gradually gathered, and it was this viscous liquid that dripped slowly.
Standing on the edge of the pond, I couldn't feel the aura of beating my face. Some were just a special breath, a breath that Zhang Yang had never felt before.
Taking a sigh of relief, looking at the surface of the pond, but not the small pond, Zhang Yang suddenly wondered: "The area of ​​the pulp washing pool is not small, and there are a lot of spiritual fluids. It should not be a problem to accommodate three or four people. Right? Why would Weng Qingyu and the White Witch King have to shed blood all over their heads? "
"When it comes to the amount of spiritual fluid, of course, enough people use it. However, this pulp washing pool has a special ng, that is, this spiritual fluid only works wonders when it is in this pulp washing pool. Once it is drawn out, it will It becomes ordinary water. Therefore, most people who wash the pulp and wash the pulp directly in this pool, and when they wash the pulp and wash the pulp, like the practice of practice, they will enter a very mysterious state. The consequences of interruptions are unimaginable. "
Shangguan Moer said here, look at Zhang Yang.
Zhang Yang nodded: "Therefore, none of them can rest assured that they have an enemy around them when cutting the scriptures."
Shangguan Moer smiled sweetly: "Of course, if Daoyou is not assured of the younger sister, she can be with a bundle of fairy rope."
"The fairy talked and laughed! How can you not believe the fairy!"
After entering this cave, the mana restraint and the spiritual restraint have all disappeared. If Zhang Yang wants to trap Shangguan Mo'er, there are countless ways.
However, he did not feel the need.
Life needs some trusted friends and confidantes. If you have to beware of everyone around you, this kind of life will fail too.
What's more, if Shangguan Moer shoots at herself and with her own strength, it is impossible to walk out of this ancient battlefield safely, and in the end it will only end in a fall.
Shangguan Mo'er heard the words, and his smile was even brighter.
"Time is precious, let's start!" Zhang Yang said, taking off his gossip purple clothes.
Turning around to see the sudden expression of Shangguan Moer next to him, then realized that something was wrong.
The embarrassing moment flashed on his face, a wave of his hand, several small flags floating in the air, slowly spinning.
The next moment, a fog curtain rose suddenly, covering the cold pool from it. This dense fog screen is impenetrable even with Zhang Yang's clear eyes. Moreover, it can cover the gods and sounds, which is really a good array.
Shangguan Moer saw this situation ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Slightly hesitated, didn't know what he was thinking, and his coat jumped into the pond.
Zhang Yang also took off her whole body clothes, and the muscles and keratinous scales that were knotted all over the body looked extremely sturdy. After washing the marrow and washing the pulp, my physical quality will be improved since then. What effect will it have?
Zhang Yang also had some faint expectations.
Huh!
With a sound of water, Zhang Yang jumped into the pool.
Sticky and extremely clear, this pond reflects two extremely contradictory features.
Zhang Yang stepped on the bottom of the pool, the pool water did not reach the height of the neck, only his head lu was outside.
As soon as he entered the pool water, Zhang Yang felt a touch of cool breath penetrate the skin and began to enter the body.
However, because I do n’t know the effect of this spiritual fluid, I do n’t dare to use the
too n refining
method to swallow it, just to let the coolness of that spiritual fluid penetrate into the body slowly and autonomously. !! .