Please call me Dadaozu

Chapter 158 If we are in the same situation, there is no need to fight
The hill in front of him was not very tall, only about a hundred meters, but it made Zhang Yuanzhu pause slightly.

An old man with a gaunt figure fainted on the ground, blood continuously flowing out from his broken arm, corroding one hole after another.

There was no movement at all.

"Old Poison!"

Zhang Yuanzhu whispered in his heart.

After half an hour, is the fighting over?

His double pupils flickered beneath the mask, and he stepped forward.

A thought.

In Dantian, the edge of the sword condensed into sword patterns and vibrated.

Ice swords appeared behind him, with unparalleled sharpness.

The young man stretched out his hand and swung it down.

call out! call out! Phew~
A sky full of icy swords cut through the sky and slashed forward at an extremely fast speed.

Before the ice sword even got close, the ground was already riddled with holes and sword marks were everywhere.

Even the old man with withered poison had many bloodstains on his body.

"What a cruel boy! He won't even let a dead person go."

The unconscious old man suddenly opened his eyes and looked grimly at the young man who was walking towards him.

The only remaining arm stretched out and pulled at the air.

A purple crutch appeared in his hand and he smashed it forward at high speed.

Snap! Snap! Clang!
Pieces of ice swords shattered and flew everywhere.

Splinters, cuts ancient trees, tears apart boulders.

There was murderous intent in the old man's eyes. Even though he was seriously injured, he was not someone who could be offended by a mere Qi training realm cultivator.

He killed the disciple of Wuliang Palace in front of him, obtained the inheritance, and immediately fled from Guya Mountain.

The old man was daydreaming in his mind, and his expression became more and more ferocious.

Suddenly, his expression changed and he looked forward.

I saw a red talisman hidden in the ice sword, burning rapidly and emitting the aura of the foundation-building level.

"Who are you? How come you have foundation-building talismans?"

The withered and poisonous old man couldn't believe it and roared to the sky.

The body quickly dodged to the side.

But, it's too late!
The foundation-building talisman has burned out.

A fireball like the sun appeared, as high as the hill, emitting extreme heat.

Charge forward recklessly.

Rumble!
The skinny figure was instantly engulfed in flames.

Zhang Yuanzhu sensed the faint breath in the fire and sighed in his heart.

This talisman was left behind by an ordinary elder of the Zhuoyang lineage. Its combat power was far less powerful than the previous one, and it failed to completely kill the enemy.

"Boy, you deserve to die!"

Amidst the desperate roar, a figure rushed out of the fireball.

The charred palm pressed down on the young man's head.

Zhang Yuanzhu looked calm, and sky-blue halos appeared, protecting himself and generating ripples to attack forward.

The old man's face was covered with burn marks, and he looked extremely ferocious. He rushed towards the young man with one arm.

It tore the ripples all over the sky and hit the sky blue halo.

Boom! Bang!

With a violent roar, most of the sky-blue halo was shattered in an instant.

Even the boy's body was trembling slightly.

But it was finally blocked.

Zhang Yuanzhu grinned, he can win!

In less than a breath, the sky blue halo was regenerated, floating up and down, over and over again.

kill!

The young man stepped forward, like a god descending to earth, all kinds of spells burst out from his body, rushing forward like a torrent.

Ice snakes roared, heavy snow filled the sky, ice swords were hidden all around, and ripples spread all over the fields. This scene of magical attack was enough to make all cultivators of the same realm bow their heads in shame.

Too powerful, without any pause, all kinds of spells were cast at will.

Roar!
The withered and poisonous old man growled and swung his one arm continuously, releasing the remaining poison in his body.

The ice snake shattered, the ice sword melted, and ripples and poison gas intertwined.

However, temporary entanglement cannot change the final outcome.

Stab it!

An ice sword slashed through the poisonous creature, crossed the one-armed man, and left a sword mark on the old man's body. The old man retreated, looking back at the reappearing ice snake, his turbid eyes filled with resentment.

"I'm not reconciled!"

"If all my strength were there, killing you wouldn't be a matter of a single blow."

The withered and poisonous old man roared, his voice mixed with despair.

He was dying. His spirit was full of cracks, his flesh and blood were dried up, and he had used all sorts of methods to escape.

Zhang Yuanzhu had a cold expression on his face and always kept a certain distance from the old man to prevent him from counterattacking or escaping.

As soon as he thought about it, even more fierce magic spells were cast towards the old man.

At the same time, a low voice echoed between the two.

"Don't be unwilling. If you and I were in the same situation, there would be no need to fight. You would kneel before me and bow respectfully."

Boom! Sizzle!
An ice snake rushed out and knocked the one-armed man away, and several ice swords slashed across the old man's throat, chest, and shoulders.

The head flew away, the only remaining arm was broken, and the chest was pierced.

The broken corpse slowly fell to the ground, and was then submerged by ice, snow, and ripples, completely extinguishing all life.

The ice snake hissed and came to the young man with a storage bag in its mouth.

Zhang Yuanzhu removed the halo from his body, stretched out his hand, and a disk emerged, pressing directly on the storage bag.

Layer upon layer of array patterns are generated to block the Qi and eliminate any possible means.

Then, he put away the storage bag.

He stood on the earth, looking at the broken mountains and rivers

He knew he had to leave quickly to avoid being caught up by the abbot.

His palm reached deep into his arms, and a jade platform emerged, and a red-gold talisman appeared in his palm.

The Jade Platform was his only remaining means of space;
The red-gold talisman was a life-saving measure left to him by the mountain master.

After all the pursuit and consumption during this period, he only had two useful talismans left on him.

One is a thunder snake talisman, which is imbued with the aura of the Golden Core True Lord and can deter those with evil intentions.

One of them is the talisman left by the mountain master, which has the power of condensing evil spirits.

Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes flashed, and he stretched out his free hand, put his five fingers together, and slashed towards the sky above the talisman.

A breath of air fell on the battlefield.

At the same time, he crushed the jade platform in his palm, and runes rose up, covering the boy's whole body.

In less than a few breaths, his figure had disappeared from the spot.

Only an imperceptible sound was transmitted on the battlefield.

"Condensed evil spirit aura, the pursuit ends here."

A cup of tea!

There was no movement on the battlefield and no one arrived.

A stick of incense!

It remained the same, with only the intermittent chirping of insects beginning to sound.

Half an hour!

A Taoist priest in a green robe came from afar.

He held the pill in one hand and pulled the rope with the other.

The rope was emerald green in color, wrapped around each foundation-building cultivator, dragging them forward. Every cultivator was out of breath.

The only remaining instinct in the body was to follow the rope forward.

Chen Guang stopped at the edge of the battlefield, his eyes slightly fixed, scanning the battlefield.

The next moment, he turned around and left.

The flesh, blood, and spirit platforms of the six foundation-building masters are enough to form the pill, so there is no need to take any more risks.

Moreover, there is another problem that needs to be solved, and it is not easy to cause complications.

The bright moon is in the sky, and the silver light is shining.

In the jungle, in front of the stream, a flash of light appeared, and a slender figure emerged and stood on the shore.

Zhang Yuanzhu shook his head to clear up his dizzy head caused by the change in space, and at the same time sensed his surroundings.

In an instant, he clasped the hilt of the knife with his five fingers and looked towards the ancient forest to the east.

"Who is it, come out!"

"Junior brother?"

A voice with a hint of surprise came from Gulin.

Four young men and women wearing ancient Taoist robes walked out quickly.

The square-faced young man laughed out loud with joy:
"Junior brother, it really is you. This time, it is thanks to you that I broke the formation."

(End of this chapter)