Please call me Dadaozu

Chapter 97: I Overestimate You
As the words fell.

Zhang Yuanzhu had already turned around and walked away, no longer paying attention to the five people behind him.

But after taking three or four steps, he suddenly stopped.

The next moment, the gravel under my feet surged like waves.

Then, it turned into pale paper and swarmed towards the living beings.

Jie! Jie! Jie~
The evil laughter echoed in the sky.

A thin figure, leaning against a coconut tree, looked at the six people covered in white paper.

"That donkey's genius is just that. A demon pet has a narrow vision after all."

Before he could think about it, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

He saw the red-gold flames mixed with the light of a knife, tearing the white paper.

A figure with a jade bell on his head and a flaming sword in his hand jumped out of the paper ball and looked at him with a cold gaze.

"Even the bugs in the gutter can only use some cunning tricks."

Zhang Yuanzhu's expression was cold, and the long sword in his hand slipped out of his hand.

In an instant, it turned into a red-gold fire snake and rushed towards the thin figure.

Wherever he passed, paper burned, white sand turned into glass, and countless coconut trees spontaneously combusted.

At the same time, the jade bell above his head vibrated slightly.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
The clear sound of bells echoes on the beach.

Countless papers around were shattered by the sound waves.

At this moment, the five people from the Biluo lineage were out of danger.

They supported each other and struggled to stand up, looking in horror at the thin figure leaning against the coconut tree.

And the white papers falling around.

"It's the Paper Man Daomai, run!"

“Let’s go! Let’s go!!”

The people from the Biluo Famai looked terrified and had no thoughts of resisting. They just wanted to escape.

This is the powerful might of the seven great meridians that has been formed since ancient times.

"Shut up!"

The only bald boy who had reached the fourth level of Qi training scolded.

His face was filled with solemnity as he looked at the raging sea of fire and the figure with the jade bell above his head.

I made a decision in an instant.

"Biqi, take the three brothers away. I will help Brother Zhang."

"Brother."

With tears in her eyes and clenched teeth, Bi Qi looked back at her three anxious fellow apprentices.

"Let's go first."

With a delicate cry, she fled into the distance with her three fellow apprentices.

The only one left there was the bald boy.

His eyes were fierce as he stared at the figure under the coconut tree. The remaining magic power in his dantian surged, and he was ready to attack at any time.

Li Mo didn't care about the actions of the people from the Biluo Sect.

He no longer had the ease he had when he first attacked. His spine was straight, and his five fingers stretched out.

Catch it!
Boom!

From the storage bag, a blood-red paper dragon flew out and rushed towards the fire snake.

At the same time, white lights flashed, and paper people and paper beasts of various shapes appeared, covering the sky and the ground, and surrounded and killed the slender figure.

Zhang Yuanzhu had deep pupils. He took the jade bell from his head and shook it quickly in his palm.

dong dong dong~
The incessant sound of the bells echoed on the beach, turning some of the paper figures into dust.

At the same time, the red-gold fire snake and the long dragon made of blood paper collided wildly in mid-air.

The roar, the sound of air tearing, the sonic boom, almost overturned the beach.

"Zhang Yuanzhu, you are not bad, but you can't take this blow."

He was a Daoist disciple who was at the fifth level of Qi training and was about to break into the sixth level, but he was actually being challenged by someone who had jumped two levels.

Li Mo let out a long roar, and an inexplicable black mist burst out of his body, instantly engulfing the group of paper figures.

At this moment, the sound of the bell could no longer destroy the paper man, and at most it could only create ripples on the black fog.

Zhang Yuanzhu looked calm and extended his hand.

In an instant, the sky turned red, and dense rain of fire suspended above.

As the palm pressed down, rain of fire suddenly fell.

Sizzle~crackling!

It was like rain hitting a pipa, countless black mists were extinguished, and groups of paper people were burned to ashes.

The lightning-fast fight left the bald young man watching on the side stunned. If any of the spells landed on him, he would definitely die.

At this moment, he no longer had any intention of helping.

Just wait for the ending quietly and don't make things worse.

At the same time, Zhang Yuanzhu held the jade bell and strode forward.

In less than a breath, he had crossed the space and arrived in front of Li Mo.

He picked up the green jade bell and smashed it on the head.

He was fierce and decisive, not holding back at all because of the other party's identity.

"Zhang Yuanzhu!"

"kill!!"

Li Mo roared, and a silver bell appeared between his eyebrows, standing in front of the green jade bell.

Boom!Boom!
The piercing sound of the bell, the waves that shook the soul and destroyed the body, all rang out at the same time.

One stood still, while the other's body exploded instantly.

Zhang Yuanzhu raised his head and looked at the sky where two huge monsters were still colliding, then looked at the half of the wreckage in front of him.

With a kick, the remaining half of the body exploded directly, turning into a rain of blood, splashing everywhere.

"As expected of the Paper Man Dao lineage that originates from the Painted Skin Peak, they are all like stink bugs, they like to hide."

"Jie Jie Jie~"

"Zhang Yuanzhu, you are a true genius. You have suffered too much in the Zhuoyang lineage. Would you be willing to join my lineage?"

boom!
Zhang Yuanzhu exerted force with his feet, and a hole instantly appeared on the beach beneath him.

In an instant, he appeared in front of a paper man and a bell fell down.

The paper man was torn into pieces.

"You don't know what's good for you. Looks like you're going to kill a genius today."

A cold voice descended from the sky.

The blood-red paper dragon's lifeless eyes suddenly became bright.

At the same time, a dragon's mouth appeared in the silver bell, and the dragon's body turned blood red, knocking the red-gold snake away.

Holding the bell in his mouth, he swooped down and attacked.

The sound of the bell that resounded through the soul continued to ring, but it did not change Zhang Yuanzhu's expression at all.

The sky was filled with rain of fire suspended on the ground, and a red-gold fire snake with a bright flame followed closely behind the paper dragon.

Zhang Yuanzhu leaned forward slightly. It was just a simple movement, and the entire space seemed to be filled.

His spirit is infinitely elevated, like towering mountains and rivers, making it unforgettable for all living beings who witnessed it.

With arms raised and fingers spread out, he had changed dozens of times in less than a breath.

Every change is a spell, the pinnacle of skill.

The sounds of dragon roars, elephants roaring, snakes buzzing, and rain falling constantly echoed between the fists.

He looked up at the huge dragon swooping down.

Clasp your five fingers together.

kill!

There was no stalemate, no roar, and no howling.

The unparalleled fist instantly pierced through the silver bell, destroyed the dragon's head, and tore apart the dragon's body.

A thin figure was pulled out from the dragon's tail.

Zhang Yuanzhu held Li Mo's neck tightly, looked into his horrified eyes, and said slowly:
"A waste like you, is he considered a so-called Daoist disciple?"

"I overestimated you."

At the same time, a rain of fire exploded in the sky, turning all the paper figures and papers on the beach into ashes.

Zhang Yuanzhu sighed softly and looked directly into those uneasy and angry eyes with a serious expression.

"You are far inferior to that princess of the Yuan Kingdom."

boom!
He suddenly exerted force with his palm, and his upper body exploded.

Blood mixed with bones splattered everywhere.

The lower half of the body fell on the beach and was burned to dust by the swooping fire snake.

Zhang Yuanzhu casually wiped the blood off his fingertips before reaching out to grasp the dark golden long sword.

Bang!

The long sword returns to its sheath.

He tilted his eyes slightly and scanned the surroundings.

At this moment, the beach was full of scorch marks and glass-like sand left by the battle.

"Brother Zhang, you won. Kill that evil man."

An unbelievable voice came from not far away.

Bi Qi, wearing a emerald green Taoist robe, looked at the slender figure blankly.

She had just sent several fellow apprentices to a safe place and immediately rushed back, only to find that the fighting had already ended.

She only saw that the Daoist disciples who had once frightened them were crushed like dead dogs.

At this moment, the bald boy grabbed the girl tightly, signaling her not to talk nonsense.

Fearing that there was a murderous madman before them, they were also cleared out in order to keep it secret.

"Thank you very much. You two are willing to stay and help."

Zhang Yuanzhu gently stroked the hilt of the knife with his hand, a gentle smile on his face.

Turn around!

Walking towards the distance, the figure gradually disappeared in front of the two people.

Only a barely audible whisper was transmitted on the beach.

"But if there is a next time, it's better to stay away."

Biqi looked at the direction where Zhang Yuanzhu left, her eyes flickering.

Thinking about what the other person had done since they met, he whispered:

"What a gentle person."

The bald boy beside her looked at the girl helplessly.

"Let's hurry up and leave. The fight just now was too big, and it might attract some powerful monsters."

After a pause, he spoke with a hint of persuasion:
"Junior sister, we can't even think about people like that. Observing from afar is already the limit."

"Brother, just say what you want to say. Why beat around the bush?"

Biqi frowned slightly, glanced at the bald boy, and walked in another direction.

The bald boy, looking helpless, quickly caught up.

the other side.

Zhang Yuanzhu checked the body several times but found no special marks.

"Is it really a coincidence that I met a disciple of the Paper Man Sect?"

He thought in his mind.

After leaving the beach, he immediately checked himself but found no marks left on him.

In his opinion, the only contact with the paper man's Taoism was the confrontation on the Lieyang warship.

But it is not easy to hide it from Master Huo and leave some tricks on him.

never mind!

With his current strength, even if he really has the means to leave it behind, he will not be able to detect it.

Moreover, in the secret realm, he is not afraid of any opponent.

but
"That donkey deserves to die!"

Zhang Yuanzhu talked to himself.

The donkey tried to harm him many times.

Whether it was the secret message on the Qingyu Boat, asking him to go back and become a rich man.

Or it was the Qianbing Peak that made him miss the best choice of Dharma lineage, and even the secret words from the Beast Taming Sect.

Now thinking back, there was no conflict of interest between him and the donkey. Why did the other party do that?

He tries to harm himself again and again.

Given Ye Jinxian's personality, since she had bluntly stated that the donkey was not her demon pet, why did the donkey still rely on her reputation to act?

Too many contradictions.

“It’s really complicated.”

"And I'm not very speculative."

Zhang Yuanzhu's face showed helplessness. He decided to wait until he was strong enough and make the monster kneel down and tell his story.

The thoughts in my mind did not affect my pace.

He walked forward along the sea, taking out elixirs to replenish his magic power.

At the same time, the red Nuo mask emerged and began to absorb the blood and flesh of the storage bell crocodile dragon.

Gradually, a hint of gold appeared on the edge of the Nuo mask.

Although it was only a slight touch, it caused ripples in the depths of his eyes.

This eight-armed red Nuo mask, constantly soaked in dragon blood, really has the chance to transform into a Nuo mask of a dragon.

After all, the spiritual wood used to cast the Nuo mask is the dragon blood spiritual wood used to make top-grade magic tools.

(End of this chapter)