Chapter 103 one after another
Zhang Yan has been in isolation for 50 years. Although he knows from Ma Chong that the Xue family has become the largest family in Wanyuan City in the past 50 years, it is still unimaginable that a group of Xue's children dare to fight against a beggar in front of the street.
Bullying by force is not an unforgivable evil, but the key is that this group of Xue's children have cultivation, but they bully an ordinary beggar, which makes Zhang Yan extremely uncomfortable.
Zhang Yan does not have much intention of favoring those mediocre mortals, but as long as he sees monks bullying mortals, Zhang Yan will always stand on the side of mortals.
No one else, but the hardship he suffered when he was a child made him more pitiful for mortals.
If it hadn't been threatened and forced by Li Shaojun and other monks, Zhang Yan probably wouldn't have embarked on the road of practice. Perhaps he is still a hunter in the quiet village.
At this time, several Xue's children in front of them looked very frightened, and their legs and stomachs trembled. The scene just now obviously shocked them greatly.
"The younger generation has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai. Please look for the face of my Xue family and forgive us for offending." The cold-eyed Xue's son opened his mouth again. He bowed deeply and became extremely frightened.
"Please forgive me."
When several other people saw this, they quickly echoed, and the domineering on their faces had long disappeared.
"For the face of the Xue family..."
Zhang Yan said coldly, "I said before, I don't know the Xue family."
When these people heard the words, their faces were suddenly ugly.
Isn't he going to let me wait?
They looked at each other and suddenly became fierce. One of them shouted, "Although you are profound, do you know where it is?"
Zhang Yan glanced at him disdainfully, "Is it your snow family?"
This man said ferociously, "Since you know, do you still dare to commit murder here? Do you dare to kill us?"
Zhang Yan's expression was calm, but there was a trace of murder in his heart.
"Young people, you don't know Xue. You are probably from a foreigner. This Xueshi is the largest family in Wanyuan City. There are thousands of monks in the clan. Don't do anything stupid. You'd better leave early.
Someone in the crowd couldn't help persuading Zhang Yan.
Zhang Yan looked at the crowd in surprise and saw that he was an honest and honest middle-aged man, and couldn't help smiling at him.
Then he turned his head and looked at the Xue's children in front of him, and his expression became extremely cold. "Didn't you hear what I just said?"
After saying that, he walked towards these Xue's children step by step, as if he were walking leisurely, and his face was full of death.
"Go and call someone!"
A son of Xue shouted shrillly.
Then the others dispersed and ran to Xue's gate ten feet away.
"Would you like to run?"
Zhang Yan raised his arm gently.
At this moment, a low voice rumbled around, "Taoist friends show mercy!"
With the sound, a group of people hurried out of Xue's gate.
But Zhang Yan didn't look at them at all, and even seemed to have known that someone would stop him. There was no pause in his movements, and he gently brushed his right hand forward.
"Puff..."
A dozen swords pierced the air and roared sharply to the scattered Xue's children.
As soon as these Xue's children ran less than two steps, they seemed to be fixed. Qi Qi was stunned, with unbelievable fright on their faces.
Then, a large bright and beautiful blood flower suddenly hit the first joint raised between their throats.
, giggling, giggling...
They made an unpleasant sound in their throats, and then fell to the ground and fell into a pool of blood bursting from their throats.
seven moments——
Death!
It's so fast...
The onlookers were slightly in a trance, and then suddenly shocked when they saw the bloody scene in front of them. Then they couldn't help screaming loudly and fled to the distance.
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The morning sun tilted brightly and dazzling light, reflecting half of the sun and half shadow of this spacious and clear street. In this half of the sun, there were seven dead bodies lying in a pool of blood, with a trace of confusion and panic on the cheeks facing the sun.
In front of the gate steps ten feet away from the street, a group of people stood stunned, and a handsome young man stood at this end of the pool of blood.
And in the shadow, there is a dirty and invisible beggar curled up.
This street——
There is nothing else but these people.
The breeze brushed softly, but brought wisps of blood. In this strange atmosphere, Zhang Yan still did not look at those people. He just walked to the beggar, squatted down and whispered, "Who are you?"
"Who am I..."
The beggar looked excited again. He stretched out his hands to pinch Zhang Yan's neck, but his hands could not move forward an inch at a distance of three feet from Zhang Yan.
It seems that there is an invisible wall blocking there. The beggar tried his best, and his teeth were about to bite and could not break the invisible wall.
Zhang Yan did not move and didn't even blink his eyes. He looked at the beggar so quietly.
The beggar gave up, and he squatted on the ground again and cried, shouting, "If it hadn't been for you, how could I have fallen to such a point?" How can his Xue family be so beautiful? I hate it, I hate it so much..."
Half a sound, the beggar seemed to lose his strength and looked at Zhang Yan weakly and laughed, "Who am I? Can't you see my appearance? That's right. Who will remember a beggar when he wins the king and defeats the bandits?
Zhang Yan stood up and sighed gently.
He recognized and thought of a person for no reason.
This beggar is definitely Lian Yun, the eldest son of the Lian family, who chased Xue Huaibei in the jungle. Zhang Yan doesn't know how Lian Qiu Er has spent the past 50 years, but when he sees Lian Yun's appearance, he won't think it will be better, and even miserable.
In those years, what kind of scenery did he have in Wanyuan City, but now even the eldest son of the clan has become a beggar? Whose fault is this?
"The king is defeated..."
Zhang Yan glanced at the tall and towering wall of the Xue family, looked at the bright green tiles above, and suddenly a feeling of boredom gushed out.
Turn around——
Leave.
"Wait, do you want to leave after killing someone?"
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A figure suddenly stood in front of Zhang Yan. The man hooked his nose and had a thick beard under his jaw. His expression was as gloomy as water, and his eyes were almost about to spit out fire.
His name is Xuehuai, Jindan Jianxiu, and he is also a small and powerful figure in the Xue family, but today he was interrupted when he accompanied the elder Xue Zhan in the clan to discuss the battle of the Fire Sword Cliff.
It was the elder Xue Zhan who interrupted him. Xue Zhan just looked at the distance and said, "Someone bullied you. Go and have a look." Then Xue Huai had to come.
He was extremely resentful. He finally had an opportunity to contact the elder, but he was abruptly spoiled. How could he not be resentful?
He would like to see who dares to go to the Xue family to seek provocation!
Then, he came out with his group of cronies, but when he walked out of the house, he found that the provocist seemed to kill his own people, and immediately shouted to stop him.
He originally thought that no one dared to kill his children in front of the Xue clan, but he didn't expect that this provocative man didn't even look at him, and even killed his seven children in an instant!
This brought the anger in his heart to the extreme in an instant. Although these seven children are shallow, after all, they are from the Xue clan and cannot be killed by others. What's more, this is still in front of the door of the Xue family, not to mention under their own eyes...
He has decided that if he doesn't make this guy well, he can't survive and struggle for a year and a half!
So, he stared at this guy coldly with extreme resentment to talk to a beggar and wanted him to take the initiative to admit his mistake before the killer caught him alive.
Unexpectedly, this guy patted his buttocks and left, and even didn't even look at himself at all!
Xue Huai's anger couldn't help it any longer, so he moved and stopped this arrogant and domineering guy...
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Zhang Yan looked at Xuehuai and saw that he didn't know it. For some reason, he breathed a sigh of relief, as if he was afraid of meeting a familiar person, and he couldn't be cruel.
Then he just spit out a word gently.
"Get out of here."
Xue Huai's face became completely distorted in an instant. He seemed to be so angry that he didn't know why. After Lian Sheng said a few words "good", he drew his sword.
With a sword in his hand, it seemed that he had found a way to vent his anger and said gloomily, "Let me get out? Let's see how Mr. Huai concocts you!"
Then his long sword rolled out the boundless gorgeous shadow of the sword, like a sudden exploding splash, rushing wildly towards Zhang Yan.
Don't move?
Xuehuai's pupils suddenly emitted bloodthirsty light, and she couldn't wait to lick her dry lips.
Since I'm looking for death, what else can I be polite?
His sword light is more gorgeous and his sword spirit is more dense...
Zhang Yan did not move, and even looked leisurely with his hands on his back. His eyes were as calm as the sea without waves, and he coldly looked at the fierce heavy sword light in front of him.
Ding Ding Ding...
A series of extremely dense crisp sounds, like the metal texture emitted by Jin Ge, and like a string of wind chimes tied to the strong wind.
The sword light hits three feet of Zhang Yan's body, and it can't go forward any more. No matter how much the snow locust is used, it still can't shake it.
Hard rock-like invisible gas wall.
It's not good!
Xue Huai's face turned pale as paper, swept backwards like a big bird, and stood on the ground in the distance.
His hands couldn't help trembling, and the numbness that he had not experienced for a long time surged up his hands again, and there was even a trace of pain.
What kind of skill is this?
Is it a defensive light curtain?
No, my sword is at the level of a middle-grade spiritual weapon, and its cultivation is more in the middle of the golden elixir. Even the light curtain set up by a monk in the Yuanying period should be smashed by himself...
Xuehuai couldn't figure it out, but it didn't mean that he was not afraid. He forced himself to resist the trembling of his calf and didn't know whether to attack or not. At this moment, his anger has been wiped out...
"Well, the Dacheng realm of fearless King Kong is good, and it's worth it to consume a Yuan baby..."
Zhang Yan muttered in his heart.
In the 50 years of retreat, he took out a Yuanying and crushed it all over his body, and rushed the fearless diamond realm that had not been advanced for a long time into the realm of Dacheng.
Once the fearless diamond realm is completed, it can form an air wall similar to a light curtain outside the body. According to the [Phanna Glass Sutra], this air wall is called the 'silent meaning'.
The wonder of silence?
A very mysterious name.
However, today, with a golden elixir sword practice, the silence is really hard, and it is not punctured at all, which is also worth the money.
At this time--
When the others who came out with the snow locust saw this scene, they were so shocked that their chins almost fell down, and no one came forward to support them. However, one of the disciples saw that the situation was not good and had slipped into the clan early to find a helper.
Zhang Yan withdrew his thoughts, glanced coldly at the snow locust, and walked forward.
He originally wanted to visit Wanyuan City for the last time today, but he was delayed here and missed a lot of time. In this case, he did not dare to stay any longer and planned to leave Wanyuan City and go to the Fire Sword Cliff.
Wanyuan City——
In the end, there is nothing worth remembering...
But at this moment, another cold voice came: "Taoist friend, do you want to leave like this?"
Hearing the words, Zhang Yan raised his eyebrows.
It seems that there are still people who don't want me to leave today~
PS: Suddenly, I was extremely eager to write a modern urban text... It is being planned, and it will develop in this direction after the end of this book.