Chapter 97 Small World Seventeen
As soon as he entered the competition arena, a disgusting breath hit his face. Zhang Zheng's heart sank for a moment and he continued to move forward in the direction of the breath.
"Taoist Master?"
A familiar voice came from the front. Zhang Zheng stopped and half-squinted his eyes, hiding the suspicion and murderous intent in his eyes, and smiled.
"Master Shen, what a coincidence."
Shen Changan covered his back with one hand and walked slowly towards Zhang Zheng with brisk steps, his eyes as cold as cold springs and a smile on his lips, "Master Taoist, are you here to watch the competition?"
Shen Chang'an was approaching step by step, and the distance between the two was slowly shortening. Zhang Zheng's right hand was quietly hidden in his wide sleeve, stroking the dark fire stick.
She smiled, not seeing any abnormality, "Of course, we have recruited disciples, and the poor people also came to join in the fun. But..."
Shen Changan raised his eyebrows, "Huh?"
Zhang Zheng's left hand rested on his right arm, and he tapped his fingers lightly, "It seems that Pindao came at an unlucky time."
"Master Shen has withdrawn as the host. I'm afraid today's competition has ended long ago."
Shen Changan stopped in mid-air, smiled, and slowly took back the foot he was about to take.
The distance between them is less than an inch, which is enough to be bridged by a long sword.
"Master Taoist, why are you so haunted?"
The hand behind his back was slowly exposed, and dark red blood accumulated in the indentation of the long sword. With a turn of his wrist, the blade turned into wind and reached the center of his eyebrows.
Zhang Zheng slipped and stepped back to avoid the menacing sword. His eyes darkened and he said with a joking smile: "Young Master Shen, don't you plan to be a jade-faced gentleman?"
"Crack." Blood drops dripped from the sword and scattered in the air.
"I remember I said, it's just a false name."
Zhang Zheng turned sideways to avoid the edge of the sword again, and nodded sincerely in response: "Of course I will remember it, but Miss Xiaoxiao... I'm afraid I think you are joking."
The fiercely attacking long sword paused for a moment, almost invisible, and then turned into even faster lightning.
The thick smell of blood lingered on the tip of his nose, and the stench was rotten. Zhang Zheng's scornful expression turned serious, and he allowed the sharp tip of the long sword to penetrate the air and approach, reaching the center of his eyebrows.
There was a slight sting between his eyebrows, and when the skin broke, Zhang Zheng's figure swayed and seemed to disappear out of thin air.
Shen Changan could no longer calm down and hurriedly put the sword across his chest, but he was still a step slower, and the fire stick fell from the sky, rapidly dilating in his shrinking pupils.
"boom--"
Zhang Zheng quickly flew away and retreated. The fire stick was blown away and hit the stone wall hard. The hard and thick stone wall collapsed in an instant and became as soft as tofu.
He held the fire stick tightly again, his heart was pounding, and all kinds of thoughts in his mind exploded.
Who is that person?
Why are there magical weapons in the world of cultivation?
Why did you suddenly show up to save Shen Changan?
The stone wall collapsed with a rumble, sending up soot that filled the sky and almost obscured the entire world in front of us.
In the gray mist, Zhang Zheng looked straight into a pair of sparkling eyes. Those eyes were extremely beautiful. The green mountains and green waters in the world, the flowers and leaves, the moon and the sun...
Thousands of beautiful scenery seem to fall into it, and the most beautiful scenery and scenery and love words are all narrated by it.
The soft long wind blows, mixed with spring rain and autumn dew, as warm and cool as jade.
"break!"
Zhang Zheng's intoxicated expression broke, the illusion was torn to pieces, the dark pupils shrank to the extreme, there were small scars all over his body, and a steady stream of blood soaked his clothes.
There is no soft wind and rain! It is as warm and cool as jade!
Countless fierce sword energy covered the sky and blocked the sun. Wherever it passed, strong winds howled and dust rolled into the sky.
Zhang Zheng didn't care about disabling the spiritual energy anymore. He held up the water cover to protect important parts. He used the "Light Spirit Art" to the extreme and ran away frantically.
"Thank you, aunt, for saving me."
The woman gently stroked Chang'an's cheek with one hand, ignoring the fear and horror in his eyes that she was trying to suppress.
After a while, she stood up, her skirt dancing like a butterfly in the wind, "Chang'an, my aunt is leaving."
Shen Changan, who was lying on his back in the ruins, did not answer, looking at the woman's back with an incomprehensible expression.
The setting sun enveloped her figure, and she stood in the bright red sun, which was more dazzling than the red sun.
"Let's go without Chang'an."
The young man in gray robe knelt down and said yes. The next moment, a cold light suddenly appeared. Dozens of people who helped Shen Changan massacre the people in the martial arts arena fell to the ground, their heads rolled down, and their faces were still in the beauty of the illusion, unable to help themselves. Know.
After a while, the stunned Shen Changan came to his senses, stood up with difficulty on the ground, picked up the broken sword, and looked at the sky where they disappeared from a distance.
The commotion here was too great and would soon attract the whole city. Shen Changan took one last look at the central arena where corpses were strewn, as well as the dozens of people with the first identity, and left.
As for Zhang Zheng, he ran the "Light Spirit Jue" all the way and hurried back to the west courtyard of the city as quickly as possible. He didn't have time to take a breath, so he quickly sent a message to Jiao Min and others to come to the backyard immediately.
Jiao Min hurried to the backyard and saw a bloody man covered in blood. He almost screamed in fright.
Zhang Zheng lowered his head and glanced at his own appearance, and couldn't help but click his tongue. Sure enough, he couldn't stay in the peaceful world for too long, but he was frightened by just a little blood.
Even with this thought, Zhang Zheng still used a purification technique. It was best not to scare the children.
Zhu Tianshun and Xie Ge had also arrived. Zhu Tianshun trotted forward and asked anxiously: "What's wrong with Sister Zhang Zheng? Why did you suddenly use your spiritual consciousness?"
Not only spiritual consciousness, but also spiritual power.
The wounds on his face were too dense, like a dense silk net. In front of several people, Zhang Zheng did not dare to repair them with vitality rashly, and simply let them be like this.
"We encountered some trouble. There are monks other than us in this world whose cultivation is far higher than mine. She used spiritual power."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a rumble of thunder on a sunny day.
Once the laws of this world discover forces that do not belong to this world, they will become extremely cautious and expel all external forces.
They have been discovered, even though they did not use psychic powers.
Even Xie Ge, who always had a calm expression, couldn't help but frown and purse his lips.
The thunder was rolling, getting closer and closer, the laws of this world were warning them.
"We must leave immediately, not only because of the expulsion by law, but also because of the mysterious high-level monk. She poses a great threat to us."
Jiao Min came to his senses and said hurriedly: "Okay, I'll go and tell the children to get ready quickly."
Even if the task is not completed, they have no time to delay now.
There are four children in total, two boys and two girls, and the gender ratio is just right.
Now that they have been discovered, the auras on their bodies are no longer concealed, and auras completely different from those of people in this world are revealed, so sharp that people cannot even look directly at them.
The four of them took out the mission cards and worked together to create a radiant round door.
"Rumble--", strong winds rose from the ground, flying sand and rocks, and the mottled bamboo shadows shook violently, like a lonely boat among mad wolves.
The four of them looked at each other and Zhang Zheng said: "Let's go."
After that, they each grabbed a child and escaped into the round door.
After a breath, the strange thunder stopped. Outside the courtyard in the west of the city, a chubby boy opened the door with a clang. The door was empty, only the messy sand and gravel on the ground.
The boy raised his eyes and looked at the calm sky. There were no clouds here just now, but the sky was thundering, and the thunder was roaring.
The flame pattern between the eyebrows looks like a burning fire under the red sunset.
Chapter completed!