Chapter 268 Don’t mess with the sword cultivator
The team set out, carrying hope and trust, as well as the most precious shining point of human nature - interest.
Yes, Zhang Yang believed that the potential and strength shown by him and his Tianjian Sect were extremely good, whether for Heiniu Village or Heiwu Village.
Therefore, the biggest trouble on this trip is those evil soldiers and generals.
But as long as he is prepared, Zhang Yang is not afraid of anything.
Ten miles out of the mountain gate, he saw a group of gray clouds in the sky, floating motionlessly on the top of the mountain.
At first Zhang Yang didn't care. After all, who would have time to pay attention to a cloud? He was not Zhang Zhimo.
However, after walking nearly a hundred miles from his own mountain gate, the cloud was still there. Although it seemed to have moved slightly, it was enough to arouse Zhang Yang's vigilance.
If this cloud was not a spirit, then it must be the floating cloud technique of an immortal cultivator. Unfortunately, the distance was too far, otherwise Zhang Yang would be able to slash it with an invisible sword of his heart and immediately reveal its true face.
"Stop, there is trouble coming, something is watching us, so we'd better split our forces immediately." Zhang Yang's response was simple. He planned to take Niu Dou away alone. Even though he had not yet practiced the sword-flying technique, his speed was not bad.
But just as he finished saying this, the twelve villagers from Black Mist Village who had been following him suddenly dispersed and half-surrounded Zhang Yang in a strange way.
Then each of them patted the gourd on their backs, and immediately broke open the talisman paper sealing the gourd's mouth.
Twelve plumes of black smoke rolled up and instantly engulfed Zhang Yang and Niu Dou and others around him.
The entire sky suddenly darkened, and a cold and dark power from the abyss descended, instantly blocking Zhang Yang's perception.
At the same time, screams continued to be heard, and there were sounds of chewing and tearing, which disappeared in an instant.
"Help--" Niu Dou only shouted out this one word, and his mouth seemed to be pierced by something. He struggled in extreme pain, and his eyeballs shattered in a very short time, followed by the decomposition of his entire body.
From beginning to end, Zhang Yang watched Niu Dou die in despair, indifferent.
Because this is obviously not an accidental incident, it would be strange if Niu Dou didn't know about it. It's just that he is of no use now.
"So what the hell is this?"
Zhang Yang stood quietly, with invisible swords of the heart guarding his body, isolating himself from the swirling black mist-like sand and dust.
This thing is very evil, like countless fine sands. Once it touches the skin, it will immediately penetrate into it, and then instantly cause a great feeling of terror to the target, and finally the target will be burst by countless fine sands in collapse and despair.
This is how Niu Dou and those black cow villagers died.
"Boom!" Zhang Yang created a fireball as big as a millstone in an instant, but after being stained by the fine sand, it went out in just one second! "Interesting!" After praising him, Zhang Yang slapped open the twelve imprisonment seals on the sarcophagus with his backhand, and then rushed out.
No matter how evil these methods are, they are nothing compared to this sarcophagus.
The black fog and fine sand seemed to be separated by a pair of invisible hands in an instant, and then Zhang Yang saw the twelve confused villagers of Black Fog Village.
"act recklessly!"
Zhang Yang snorted coldly, not even interested in taking another look. The twelve villagers from Black Mist Village were like ancient murals weathered for thousands of years, torn into pieces, colors faded, and no longer existed in the blink of an eye.
"Ultimate confinement!"
With a backhanded spell, he gathered and compressed all the black mist and sand, and what he got was a hard object, neither gold nor jade, stone nor iron.
After collecting it, Zhang Yang looked at the cloud that was flying quickly in the distance. This was really interesting. Who had joined forces with the Black Mist Village and persuaded Niu Dou to set up this trap for him? To trick him out of the mountain gate, could it be Prince Kun? When these thoughts flashed through Zhang Yang's mind, he had already slowly opened all the restrictions on the sarcophagus, and the moment the restrictions disappeared, the sarcophagus automatically turned into powder.
There is no way, the Qingying sword is too powerful at this moment, too sharp! "I wish you a safe journey!"
Zhang Yang was too lazy to wait for something to rush out from the clouds, because there was no need!
The sword intent of mountains and rivers exploded first, followed by the simplest and most powerful sword force of the Nine Mountains!
You don't even have to check whether the target is locked.
The next moment, the phantom of a mountain thousands of meters high emerged, followed by the second and third.
Each level is more bizarre and dangerous, and more real than the last.
When the nine mountains appeared together, the area within a radius of nearly two thousand meters seemed to have turned into a solid iron world.
There was no fancy, no changes, just the iron weight hitting the meat pie! Solid! The cloud was originally flying at a very fast speed, but now it could not escape or hide, and it directly became a meat pie under the weight.
"boom!"
The cloud exploded directly, and dozens of corpses were torn into pieces, but there was still a shadow that survived tenaciously, and turned around and ran away without even saying goodbye.
But Zhang Yang was already prepared.
"Magic words: confuse the mind!"
The shadow staggered and ran even faster, running nearly five or six miles in a blink of an eye.
Zhang Yang grinned. This guy has a high magic resistance, but if he thinks he can escape like this, then isn't he looking down on my golden light of escaping underground? Or does he think a real sword cultivator is easy to bully? "Thousand Layer Cloud!"
Zhang Yang shouted softly, and the green shadow swayed slightly, turning into a beam of green light that kept compressing. A terrible pressure kept gathering, making people tremble with fear.
But this is not enough! Zhang Yang once again activated the Golden Vein Sword Pill, and suddenly a golden light enveloped the green light, looking like a golden shadow at sunrise.
"break!"
The moment Zhang Yang's voice rang out, the cyan-gold sword light shot out, accompanied by the sound of sword roars throughout the sky.
But all these spectacular scenes are just afterimages and lingering echoes.
Because before all this, the sword light had already crossed nearly five kilometers in an instant. Even if the shadow was struggling to release some kind of secret technique at the last moment, it would increase its speed several times in one breath.
It’s a pity it’s useless!
Amid the roars of swords, the shadow exploded into countless blood mists, and no trace of the corpse was left!
"So, don't mess with the sword cultivators!"
Zhang Yang laughed wantonly, feeling very happy! He didn't care even though blood was constantly flowing from the corner of his mouth.
This is his trump card. With the triple gold vein sword pill in hand, he can kill anyone below the golden elixir level! Ignore defense, ignore secret techniques! Does the other party want to lure the tiger away from the mountain? Want to trick him out of the mountain gate, and then concentrate on dealing with his weirdness?
"Haha! Prince Kun, I wish you good luck."
"Village construction order, authorizing you to plunder this battlefield."
Zhang Yang sneered twice, but did not return to the mountain gate immediately. Instead, he headed straight towards the Black Mist Village.
After all, he is a reasonable man.
(End of this chapter)
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
