Under one person: I am alone, and I dominate the world

Chapter 205 Zhang Chulan: I still feel comfortable hugging my thigh; I want to get back my glorious days
At this time, Ma Xianhong pressed his head with both hands, looking very painful.

He tried his best to search for everything in his mind that could be used to refute Zhang Taichu, to prove the feasibility and correctness of his ideals.

But what makes people crazy is that he actually found that his deep-rooted belief in the past was like rootless duckweed when he thought about it carefully.

And the harder he tried to remember, the more pain he felt in his mind, as if a pair of invisible hands were squeezing his brain!

"Ugh..."

Ma Xianhong growled, his eyes filled with pain.

Zhang Taichu, who had collected all this in his eyes, had a strange look in his eyes, and he suddenly stretched out a finger and touched the center of the other person's eyebrows.

In an instant, Ma Xianhong's body shook, and he immediately stayed where he was, with his head held high and his big eyes open, motionless, and his mouth wide open, letting saliva flow down the corners of his mouth, twitching from time to time. It's like an epileptic seizure.

When the other toppers on the other side saw that something was wrong, they could only stare and worry, not having the guts to come up and stop them.

"Tsk, Biyou Village is a small place in the mountains and valleys, and there are quite a few strange people and strange things."

Zhang Taichu frowned and suddenly retracted his fingers, causing the latter's eyes to regain clarity. He no longer screamed like crazy, but lowered his head and panted heavily, already dripping with sweat.

"You have a very broken soul. You don't even know it from the looks of it. It seems like you are not a kind person."

He said calmly, then took another step towards another part of the village, leaving behind a sentence: "Zhang Chulan, keep an eye on him."

When passing by those top practitioners, he looked at the respectful expressions on their faces and said, "I'm keeping an eye on these other people. Let's hand them over to Tong Tong."

After saying that, he took a step and disappeared.

"My order is Master!"

Zhang Chulan waved goodbye and waited until Zhang Taichu disappeared. Then he turned around, returned his hands to his chest, raised his head and looked at Jin Meng and the others, and muttered: "Brothers, why don't you just surrender without mercy? It turns out that Surrender?"

"What, my master's words don't work?"

As soon as these words came out, the few superiors looked at me and I looked at you. Although they were unwilling to do so, they did not have the courage to disobey Zhang Taichu. They could only withdraw their true energy and walked aside obediently.

Zhang Chulan's eyes were bright, and she felt that only half of the grievances from the previous beating had been released.

It still feels comfortable to hug my thighs!
……

the other side.

Zhang Taichu followed the Qi breath fluctuations he sensed, and when he took the next step, he had already reached the southwest of the village.

There was a blue glow reflecting in the sky, covering an area of ​​more than ten feet, and lingering with a strange fluctuation. Although he could not see the specific shape, he recognized it at a glance. It was the Nine Palaces and Four Pans of Bagua of Fenghou Qimen. Formation!

The place where the Fenghou Formation is located has turned into a barrier. Several figures in it are fighting back and forth. It is clearly Wang Ye who was beaten by a group of people. However, he did not fall into the disadvantage. Instead, he took the advantage and defeated the other four. The root device was beaten to the point of falling flowers and running water.

Zhang Taichu watched quietly for a while and praised: "Little Wang, I haven't seen you for a while. Your magic skills are a bit better than those of Luo Tian Dajiao."

Wang Ye, who had already noticed Zhang Taichu, laughed and used the Li Zi Bolide move. After forcing the four enemies back, he took the initiative to remove the barrier, bowed and said: "Wang Ye, pay homage to Master Taichu!"

Zhang Taichu nodded, "Yes, you are a very good boy, better than that little kid Zhang Chulan."

Wang Ye touched the back of his neck and grinned: "There's no need to compare with that kid Zhang Chulan. As you know, he and I are different."

Zhang Taichu shook his head dumbfounded and said, "Speaking of which, it's really lively tonight. What's so attractive about Biyou Village that it attracted you?"

"Why, are you here because of the magic machine Bailian? Don't be like Zhuge Qing, who is obsessed with it."

Wang Ye looked surprised, "Master, how do you know Zhuge Qing..."

Zhang Taichu said: "Everyone has come to Longhu Mountain to find me. It's hard for me not to know."

Wang Ye's eyes lit up, and he breathed a long sigh of relief. He finally relaxed completely and wiped away the sweat with his sleeves, "Huh, since you are so close, you must be able to cure the disease, so I won't interfere. "

A large part of the reason why he went back and forth in Biyou Village was because he came here for his friend Zhuge Qing. He couldn't bear to watch the other person, sowing the seeds of bad deeds and reaping the consequences in the future.

As a result, in the past two days, the other party was completely indifferent and resistant, as if he was possessed, making it impossible for him to start.

But since Taichu Zhenren has arrived tonight, everything will be solved!

"Well, to untie the bell, you still need the person who tied the bell. Xiao Wang, let me tell you, you still need to untie Zhuge Qing's inner demon."

Zhang Taichu joked, suddenly stretched out his palm and squeezed it tightly in the direction of the village. With a bang, the place was suddenly filled with sand and rocks. There was a powerful suction force born out of thin air, and a figure was sucked in from a long distance away.

The figure was like an obedient sheep, without even the slightest effort to struggle. In just two breaths, Zhang Taichu picked it up in his hands. It was none other than Zhuge Qing, who looked confused. He was originally watching the fire from the other side, intending to just be a spectator. Unexpectedly, he was caught on the field like this.

"Haha, Master Taichu, good evening."

Zhuge Qing suppressed a smile and waved his hands awkwardly to say hello, but the beads of sweat on his forehead revealed his inner nervousness.

"It's not good at all. I stayed there on Longhu Mountain for a good time. Your father has to let me go down the mountain and let me punish you."

"Xiao Qing'er, you are very capable. You are better than your father and you know how to handle things."

Zhang Taichu was smiling but not smiling, and there was a flickering golden light in his eyes, like a candlelight, revealing an invisible sense of oppression.

Zhuge Qing swallowed his saliva crazily, looking at those golden eyes, he couldn't help but sink into them, as if falling into a deep lake. Then, his eyes that were usually squinted suddenly opened, and he burst into a burst of laughter. There was blood, and his face became ferocious, as if he had fallen into some kind of illusion.

The golden light in Zhang Taichu's eyes extinguished, and then he directly threw Zhuge Qing in his hand to Wang Ye's feet, and said: "If this kid can wake up from the tricks I set for him, then I will The devil must have been broken, and I will deal with him properly when the time comes. This is what Zhuge Gong specially told me."

"If you don't wake up, let's talk about it separately, you know?"

Wang Ye glanced at Zhuge Qing with a complicated look and said respectfully: "Thank you Master, I will guard him."

Zhang Taichu nodded, and then planned to go to the mountainside, but suddenly turned his head and looked directly at a middle-aged Taoist with a bare upper body among the top practitioners.

The latter's face was pale and his breath was shaky. When he noticed Zhang Taichu looking at him, he became even more nervous, so much so that his skills were unconsciously activated, causing his muscles to squirm, and several human faces protruded from the surface of his body. of evil nature.

"Seven evil body-building techniques? There are actually evil cultivators under Ma Xianhong?"

"Education without distinction, is this the case with education without distinction?"

Zhang Taichu saw through Zhao Guizhen's true identity at a glance, snorted coldly, and swung out a golden slap without mercy, directly knocking the opponent unconscious, and then dragged the opponent's body like a wild dog, turning into a rainbow light It rose from the ground, trailing golden tail flames, and disappeared into the village in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, halfway up the mountain adjacent to Biyou Village, a fierce battle had entered a fierce stage.

Zhang Lingyu was blocked by three swordsmen from Sakura Island. The strength of the opponent was unexpectedly strong, and it was much higher than the other Yao Xing Club employees.

The four people were entangled together, and every move was extremely dangerous. The area several feet away was transformed into a mortal enemy by the criss-crossing blades. Zhang Lingyu's originally spotless white bubbles had several cracks on his neck. There are two shallow bloody mouths. If it goes deeper an inch, I'm afraid it will be life-threatening!

On the other side, the three people in the company and Xia He were also surrounded by Yaoxing Club employees several times larger than Jifan. Not only were the opponents strong, but they also cooperated closely with each other, and there were even many joint attacks. Martial arts doubled their power, making it extremely difficult for them to deal with it.

"Damn it, how far has this Yaoxing Club developed under the company's nose, and it can actually organize such a level of combat power!"

The black tube roared, sideways dodged several long knives that were slashed at him, and with a back-to-back Vajra Fist, he smashed the brains of a strange man in a suit who was covered with bruises, and died suddenly, which looked extremely ferocious.

Then he felt uncomfortable. The jacket he wore on the outside was already in tatters. The special combat uniform inside had also been cut with several gaps. Instead of blood seeping out as the muscles squirmed, the magic weapon black tube tied to his arm, The upper limit has also been used and cannot be fired again.

On the other side, Xiao Zizai's situation was almost the same. There were many wounds all over his body, and he was filled with a very strong smell of blood. It was not the sticky blood dripping on the ground, and it was impossible to tell whether it belonged to the enemy or his own.

"It's not a skill to fight against a large number of enemies. Such useless things will only give me more reasons to kill."

"Just let me send you to death."

His words were calm, but his face was a little twisted and ferocious, and the movements of his hands were even rougher. The Great Compassionate Guard used his fingers to pull off a large piece of flesh and blood from the enemy's body, really like a glaring Vajra.

Xia He was also trapped in the encirclement. His pink hair was stained with blood. He used the mental cholera technique to wander among the enemies, creating opportunities for his companions. From time to time, he would cast his gaze at the place where Zhang Lingyu was, his eyes full of worry.

In comparison, the one who seemed the most relaxed was actually Lao Meng, who was usually a quiet person.

He still looks timid, but with a single strike, he can easily make the enemy's body covered in red spots, rotting, and causing bursts of wailing.

Even the strangers from the Yao Xing Society who were not afraid of death could not help but feel the hairs on their hair stand up after seeing the tragic death of their companions. They felt extremely afraid of the middle-aged and bald middle-aged man.

A group of people fought together to create the most dangerous battlefield in tonight's chaos.

Where Zhang Lingyu was, he relied on the terrain and Cangtan in the north to constantly pull the battle to the ground, keeping the situation in his own advantage, thereby containing the opponent's ghostly movement and movement, as well as the hard-to-prevent sword light.

Until now, he still hasn't seen through the opponent's knife skills. This unfamiliar knife skill from the island country is extremely difficult to deal with, and the enemy is three brothers joining forces, which doubles the killing power.

puff-

There was a cutting sound, and the long knife slashed from behind broke through his Yin Lei defense again, cutting open his white robe, leaving a ferocious bloody gash on the white back.

Zhang Lingyu's face remained unchanged, she controlled the big hand of Yin Thunder, grabbed hard at the end of the long knife, and at the same time shot out a piece of Yin Thunder. Then she controlled her muscles, forced out a pool of black blood in the bloody mouth, and blocked the surrounding area at the same time. Blood vessels and meridians prevent toxins from spreading.

Everything happened between lightning and flint.

After this dangerous exchange of blows, the two sides once again distanced themselves somewhat and could see each other's appearance clearly.

The three swordsmen of Sakura Island are in much better condition than Zhang Lingyu. Except for a few scorch marks from being struck by Yin Lei, there are no serious injuries.

On the contrary, as time went by, Zhang Lingyu's body appeared one after another, and his face looked a little pale.

"The master disciple of Longhu Mountain is nothing more than this."

"It turns out that the young masters of China only have this level of power."

One of the three swordsmen spoke with a deep joking look on his face, and the other two had the same expression, very synchronized, like a trinity.

In their eyes, it seems that it is very normal and reasonable to fight with more and less, and they are even proud of it.

Zhang Lingyu ignored the other party's provocation and just concentrated on trying to break through his own limits.

Seeing this, the Japanese swordsman's face became even more disdainful. He spoke extremely poor Chinese language, mixed with fragments of Japanese, and kept uttering dirty words.

Not long ago, under the arrangement of the president, they flew from the island country to China. The purpose of this trip was clear, which was to use the knives in their hands to clear the names of their ancestors who died on the land of China.

Obviously, God was favoring them. They met tonight. The young master in front of them, who had a high status in the alien world of China, made them seize the opportunity to kill each other.

"My great-grandfather died at the hands of you and other foreigners from China. When he died, his soul could not return to his hometown. Only his sword was sent back to his hometown."

The little one in the center of the three spoke, caressing the knife on his waist, then slowly pulled it out, and said in a cold voice: "The glory of my Yagyu family will be taken back by me and other descendants in this era."

As he spoke, the two companions beside him overlapped and turned into one person. Together they drew their sabers and pointed at Zhang Lingyu: "After three moves, we will take off your head."

(End of this chapter)