Chapter 95

A voice suddenly appeared in front of him. Yang Xuan was shocked. Looking around, he saw a small dark shadow suddenly appear in the air not far away, and then quickly enlarged it in his eyes.

Before he could see what it was, the shadow hit him in the face.

Yang Xuan groaned, and the figure flying in the air stopped for a moment. Then he flew backwards at a faster speed. In a blink of an eye, he fell back into the lake again. Because the distance was not very far, he directly touched the bottom of the lake, raised a pile of sediment, and made the surrounding lake a little turbid.

"Damn it, what's that?"

He whispered in his heart, moved his aura, kicked his feet gently at the bottom of the lake, and flew out of the lake again.

"Touch!"

With a loud noise, Yang Xuan was knocked back into the lake again.

"Well, it's still coming, isn't it?"

Yang Xuan was also angry. When he took out the silver shield, he held it in his hand and squinted upward. Under the aura, he rushed out of the lake for the fourth time.

When the immortal sword not far away just appeared in his eyes, Yang Xuan immediately thought, and the silver shield immediately enlarged rapidly, but the blink of an eye protected him in front.

As Yang Xuan expected, just after the silver shield became bigger, the next moment, a violent noise was uploaded from the shield.

"Ouch! I'll go!"

A painful cry came from the front. It sounded like a man.

"Is it human?"

Yang Xuan was greatly surprised. The aura of his whole body ran faster, and his hands were covered with a light white light. There was a faint white transpiration, emitting a terrible momentum.

This is the appearance of condensing the spiritual power to the extreme. It is a very wasteful method, but without weapons and orthodox skills, this method has the greatest lethality.

After making this step, he carefully leaned out his head and looked at the shore along the edge of the silver shield.

Beside the clothes he was going to change, there was a gully several meters long, and at the end of the gully lay a dark figure.

It was a little black leopard about knee high. Its hair was dark like an invincible abyss, and there was no luster.

However, what surprised Yang Xuan most was that there were two tails behind the little black leopard. The end of the tail was not a mane, but two milky white flames, which swayed with the shaking of the tail.

"The little black leopard said that just now? It was also the one who attacked me?"

Yang Xuan shook his head and thought it was untrue. He looked around again, but he couldn't find any other living creatures.

At this moment, his hair suddenly exploded and stood up. Looking at the little guy who was slowly climbing up in front, he just felt his scalp numb and a thrill in his heart.

Monster!

Or a monster who can speak human words!

In this world, not only people can practice. All creatures, including insects, fish, birds and animals, flowers, plants and trees, have their own talents at the moment of birth.

And having talent means you can practice.

Except for humans, most species practice passively. They will gradually give birth to wisdom under the nourishment of aura for a long time, and have accomplishments like humans.

This kind of existence is called monster by people.

Yang Xuan once read a book, which recorded many such things, and it was simply mentioned in the cultivation experience given by the city Lord.

The probability of this kind of monster is very low, but because the total amount is too huge, in the end, there are a lot of monsters compared with human friars.

This kind of monster, when its cultivation reaches a certain level, can spit out people's words. Its wisdom does not need to be lower than that of human beings. It even turns into human form.

Although these are legendary things, Yang Xuan can only think of the possibility of this explanation at present.

He doesn't know what the so-called "certain level" is, but anyway, it must be far beyond the second level.

At the thought of this possibility, his figure in the air suddenly twisted and fell on the edge of Changsheng sword. After picking up Changsheng sword with one hand, his eyes suddenly filled with dignified color.

Just after he finished this series of actions, the little black leopard in the gully also stumbled to his feet, shook his head, and immediately looked at Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan's heart tightened. The immortal sword in his hand suddenly burst out a little green awn, and then quickly gathered on the tip of the sword, but his eyes never left the black leopard.

"Look, what are you looking at?" The little black leopard seemed dissatisfied. The opening and closing of his upper and lower jaws actually spit out words in front of Yang Xuan.

At this moment, the only chance left in Yang Xuan's heart dissipated. His face was slightly white, but his expression was still serious.

"Come on, don't be so nervous. I'm just playing with you."

Seeing his appearance, the little black leopard grinned strangely. If it hadn't noticed the radian of the corner of his mouth, Yang Xuan really thought it was demonstrating.

"What are you?"

Yang Xuan's eyebrows frowned. Under the fretting of his heart, the silver shield in front of him became a little smaller to facilitate him to speak.

The little black leopard was stunned for a moment and walked slowly towards this side. The two tails behind him shook upward irregularly, and the Milky flame was bright and dark.

"Things? Hehe, I'm the oppressor of this desolate land."

The little Panther's voice suddenly grew old, very hoarse, like an old man.

"Li wasteland? Repressor?"

Yang Xuan's eyes were confused, and the vigilance on his face was unabated. With the progress of the little panther, his body was also slowly retreating, and he always kept a distance from it.

From the previous experience, the speed of this little thing has reached a terrible situation. Once it is suddenly difficult, it will take him very short time to respond.

Even if the other party may be a terrible monster, he has no habit of being slaughtered.

The little Panther seemed to see through his idea. After taking a few steps, she simply stopped and continued, "you don't have to do this. If I wanted to kill you, you would have died."

Yang Xuan frowned slightly, snorted coldly, and didn't speak.

The little Panther said again, "you're lucky enough to get here. I guess you don't know where this is?"

"What do you mean!"

"Hey, hey, if you can get here, you have to... Huh?"

When the little Panther said something, she suddenly turned her head to the rear.