Chapter 226

The big bird has four feet, two wings open, and its feet are three or four meters long. The most strange thing is that it has only one eye, which is huge, accounting for almost half the size of the head.

Feeling the movement from behind, Yang Xuan also stopped and looked back.

When he saw the big bird released by Zhang Zhengli, his face changed slightly.

"The fluctuation of Kaiguang state, this bird has the cultivation of the third state!"

Just a captive spirit beast, his cultivation is higher than himself. It can be seen that Zhang Zhengli is strong. If he is against it, he probably doesn't need to fight. He can't even deal with those spirit beasts.

He was shocked, but he was not stunned. Instead, he saved the silver shield and wooden sword in his hand and was ready at any time.

A moment later, in the night in the distance, a figure flashed quickly, and his body flickered. A few blinks stopped not far from Zhang Zhengli.

"Jie Jie, that's right. You can't run away anyway. You might as well leave some strength to play with the old Taoist."

The figure smiled darkly. He had sent out those gloomy voices before. Now when he came near, Yang Xuan saw each other's appearance.

It was an old man who looked 70 or 80 years old. He looked thin and terrible. It seemed that there was only a layer of skin on the bone all over his body. The same was true on his face. His eye sockets were deeply sunken, showing that two shriveled eyeballs were very abrupt.

He was wearing a yellow robe of a Jianghu Warlock. There was a gossip pattern on his chest and a dust brush in his hand. It was only ragged. Only three or two white silk hung above it, as if it would fall off at any time.

Zhang Zhengli's two eyebrows were almost screwed together. His eyes were full of dignified color. He said in a deep voice: "Uncle Han, both disciples of Wanling sect, can you let us go?"

"Wanlingzong? Uncle Han? What are you talking about?"

The old man was stunned and shook his head, as if he was confused. A moment later, Jie smiled again: "boy, you just destroyed a spirit beast of the old Taoist priest. As compensation, give me your body!"

Zhang Zhengli gritted his teeth, slightly waved his head, glanced at the rear, and found that Yang Xuan had not left. He immediately turned pale and shouted, "what are you still doing here! Run!"

At this time, the fat man surnamed Yu, who had already run away, also folded his head and came to Yang Xuan's side.

Zhang Zhengli's face became more and more ugly: "younger martial brother Yu, take Yang Daoyou and I'll stop him!"

"Senior brother..."

"Don't talk nonsense. With your accomplishments, you can't escape his pursuit. Only I can stop him and go quickly!"

The fat man surnamed Yu shook his body. Obviously, he was afraid of Zhang Zhengli's scolding, but he couldn't bear him to stay here alone. He simply turned his eyes to Yang Xuan like asking for help.

Yang Xuan's breathing at this time was much faster. He had heavenly eyes. Although he could not see each other's realm, he could also roughly see the gap between cultivation and achievement.

Although the thin old Taoist priest looked weak, his spiritual cultivation was like a great lake. Compared with him, even Zhang Zhengli, who had the highest cultivation, was far from him.

"Little panther."

He bit his teeth and said, "can you control my body and deal with this guy?"

"Huh?"

The little Panther woke up and answered vaguely. After Yang Xuan eagerly called for a long time, she felt the outside situation.

"Smelly boy! Where did you provoke such a monster again!"

Just through Yang Xuan's body, the little black leopard suddenly screamed.

Yang Xuan listened, and suddenly his heart sank slightly, and he had some bad feelings.

Sure enough, the next moment, the voice of the little Panther rang in my mind.

"I was hurt too badly before. My current strength is limited. I used up a lot when I helped you deal with that guy last time. Now it's not enough for such a monster."

There was some helplessness in his voice. He just took a nap for a moment, and Yang Xuan was in such a big trouble again.

"Run, don't think about fighting him. With your current strength, the old guy can kill you with a slap."

After leaving this sentence, the little Panther lost her voice. It didn't help how Yang Xuan called.

Just then, Zhang Zhengli shot.

With the idea of pre emption, he went all out as soon as he made a move. The golden light on the long sword shone like a hot sun. At the tip of the sword, the golden light spread out for several feet, and the majestic spirit pressure dispersed from it.

He shouted angrily, held the sword in both hands, and cut off the thin old man across the air. In a half arc, a person high golden light rushed out of the sword.

Next to him, the strange bird screamed, a light blue light was covered in the huge one eye, and the blue light was also prosperous on the four claws. He grabbed the thin old road.

"Yang Daoyou... I... let's go!"

The fat man surnamed Yu seized the opportunity and greeted Yang Xuan. His eyes were full of fear.

He is just a friar in an enlightened state. He has no qualification to intervene in the battle at this level. It is the most rational way to escape here as soon as possible.

Yang Xuan stared at Zhang Zhengli's back. A moment later, he slowly shook his head and said in a deep voice: "although I have weak cultivation, I am not a generation who is greedy for life and afraid of death. Zhang Daoyou has such great righteousness, how can I abandon it."

In fact, he still has a word to say.

I'm afraid the three of them met the old Taoist more because of his existence. After all, the two came here after him.

Although he didn't know Zhang for a long time and had little communication, he had a good sense of Zhang Zhengli. He was honest and serious. Although he was a little old-fashioned, he was not a disadvantage.

Now he volunteered to stay and break up for them. Yang Xuan felt that if he really left like this, it would be difficult for him to feel at ease.

Seeing that he didn't want to leave, the silent little Panther almost didn't die of anger. He hurriedly said, "boy, are you crazy? It's dead to stay here for your cultivation."

Yang Xuan was silent for a moment and said seriously, "if you lose your original heart, even if you can prove longevity, it's not yourself."

"You... Do you want to die here?"

The little Panther is really a little flustered. If Yang Xuan falls, it will come to no good end.

"I don't want to die."

Yang Xuan shook his head and his eyes were firm: "but I don't want to owe my heart."

His words were spoken directly. Not only the little Panther could hear them, but the fat man surnamed Yu also heard them clearly.

"Taoist friend, you go. I'll help Zhang Daoyou. You contact the people of your school."

With that, he injected a spiritual force into the wooden sword he had always been reluctant to use. In a moment, the heat wave on the wooden sword rolled, the fire overflowed, and the powerful spiritual pressure continued to spread.