Chapter 11: Mantis Catches Cicada



"Junior brother, you..." Liu Ruoning quickly turned her head away, her mouth wide open, a look of distress. By this time, Yang Zhen had already run thousands of feet away.

Watching Yang Zhen running very fast at the foot of the mountain using his hands and feet, Liu Ruoning burst out laughing and stomped her feet in anger.

"I don't know what kind of chaos Junior Brother's departure will bring to Youzhou Continent."

Liu Ruoning murmured to herself, staring at Yang Zhen's receding back and becoming increasingly dazed. These past few days, her junior brother seemed like a different person, very different from the clumsy and dull boy he used to be. The only thing that was the same was that, even though he had reached the ninth level of the Condensation Stage, his movements were still so clumsy.

"Pah, this mountain road is so difficult to walk on."

Yang Zhen spat out the grass leaves in his mouth, looked back at the hillside, and could no longer see the figures of Liu Ruoning and others.

Zhenren Changyue will come to the Youzhou conference soon to meet up with Liu Ruoning and others. With her around, Yang Zhen will not be able to do whatever he wants. It will be more convenient for him to just act on his own.

Although Yang Zhen had no experience of surviving in the mountains, he had watched many live broadcasts of wilderness scenes in his previous life, so he could still live a fulfilling life for a short period of time.

This place is still three to five days away from Youzhou City. During these three to five days, Yang Zhen has to spend the whole time in the mountains and forests.

The environment on the Youzhou continent is almost primitive, and it is filled with a wild atmosphere everywhere. Because of this, many ingredients are purely natural. Yang Zhen collected a lot of daily necessities in a short time. There were so many salt and peppercorns that he couldn't even put them all in. He even found some cumin, which still had the same smell, and Yang Zheng's saliva kept flowing out.

It was a sunny day. Yang Zhen walked slowly in the forest. Apart from food, he didn't find any animals along the way. He didn't even see a rabbit hair. He suddenly felt something was strange.

In any such situation, there is only one possibility, that Yang Zhen has walked into the territory of a powerful monster.

After thinking about this, Yang Zhen's eyes suddenly lit up. In Yang Zhen's eyes, the powerful monster was almost no different from a treasure. Not to mention that every part of its body was made of good materials, it might even be guarding some rare treasures.

Now that he's already here and Yang Zhen is not in a hurry, he naturally can't just walk past like that. For the next section of the road, Yang Zhen just walks wherever the atmosphere is heavy.

As he walked, Yang Zhen had an idea and he quickly climbed up a big tree.

The trees in the mountains are lush and green, and the rocks are rugged, making it almost too easy to hide a person.

Boom! Just as Yang Zhen stabilized his body, a loud bang that shook the earth came over.

A horrifying sound wave swept over, countless flowers, plants and trees rustled, followed by a deafening roar.

Meow——! "Meow?"

When Yang Zhen heard this voice full of anger and rage, he almost fell off the tree. He looked down the mountain out of curiosity and was stunned.

A huge goat-shaped beast with bloodshot eyes was staring coldly at two groups of people. One group was wearing long black clothes and had about a dozen people, most of whom had gloomy expressions and strange eyes. The other group was a little weak, with only three people, and all of them were women.

The leader of the three was a woman wearing a white long skirt, her sleeves fluttering as the ferocious beast roared and screamed. The long sword in her hand emitted a deep blue light, and it was obvious at first glance that it was an extraordinary item.

The woman was very young, about sixteen or seventeen years old. She looked sternly as she looked at the group of people in black. Even when facing the forces of both enemies and ferocious beasts, she remained calm.

"A three-legged tripod!" Yang Zhen was amazed. He sat on the tree watching the tigers fight and took out a scarlet fruit to eat with relish.

Among the black-clothed men, a man with gold trim on his clothes took two steps forward and said coldly to the three women, "Zhen Ping'er, my Black Nightmare Sect has been chasing this Fierce Wind Sheep for several days, but you said you saw it first. Are all of you in the Demon Sect a bunch of petty thieves?"

The long sword in Zhen Ping'er's hand suddenly burst into a brilliant light, and she sneered and said, "Hyaena, if you want to steal the Fierce Wind Sheep, just say so. When did the Black Nightmare Sect become so despicable? You want to be a villain but you still have to put on a high-sounding hat for yourself?"

Yang Zhen found it interesting to hear. Zhen Ping'er was dressed in white clothes as white as snow, but she had a fiery temper and was able to understand the situation clearly, which was exactly what Yang Zhen wanted. The next moment, Yang Zhen wanted to take back his previous thoughts.

Zhen Ping'er looked at the mocking laughter of Hyena and the others, and rushed forward with her sword in hand. Even though she was hugged by her senior sister behind her, she still stared with her eyes wide open and struggled desperately, as if she wanted to slash Hyena with the sword in her hand.

"I'm going to fight you!"

Boom! At this moment, a terrifying wave of air suddenly erupted from a man wearing a black mask in the hyena crowd. The momentum was surging, terrifying and weird.

"Foundation Building Stage!"

The senior sister who was holding Zhen Ping'er tightly around the waist screamed and her face changed drastically. Even Zhen Ping'er became obedient and looked at the masked man with a serious face.

The masked man showed a cruel smile, and said in a hoarse voice: "The Gale Sheep is mine, and your lives are mine too. Since we have met, then stay!"

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"Bah, who do you think you are? Is it that great to be in the Foundation Establishment Stage? Senior Sister Fang, please let me go. I will fight this weird bastard."

Senior Sister Fang gave a bitter smile, her expression becoming even uglier, and she said to the person behind her: "Take Ping'er and leave here!"

"What?" Zhen Ping'er was stunned: "No, if we have to leave, it's you two!"

"It's already this late, and you still want to leave?" The masked man suddenly snorted coldly, and the terrifying black and purple air wave surging out of his body swept towards the three people in the blink of an eye.

"Not good!" Senior Sister Fang screamed in surprise, and the long sword in her hand suddenly burst out with a green light, which merged into the black and purple mist, making a hissing sound.

Yang Zhen kept shaking his head as he watched. One of the two groups of people was wearing a weird black robe, and the other one was even worse. There were only three of them, and there was a reckless guy with them. Moreover, even the masked man in the foundation-building stage, the martial arts he used were all earth-level martial arts. They looked flashy, but did not have much lethality.

At this moment, something strange happened. Zhen Ping'er stopped struggling and Senior Sister Fang no longer held Zhen Ping'er, leaving the people from the Black Nightmare Sect looking bewildered.

Zhen Ping'er looked at the masked man with a smile and said, "Jie Gang, you've been fooled!"

"What?" The masked man called Jie Gang was shocked: "How do you know I'm Jie... Guimen Teng!"

As Ji Gang finished his words, countless purple vines emerged from the ground and covered Ji Gang and the others in the blink of an eye. Hyena was even more unlucky, as he was tied up and hung in the air in an extremely strange posture, with his head and feet facing down, his legs pointing to the sky, and his face flushed with horror.

When Yang Zhen saw the Ghost Gate Vine appear, he was shocked. This ghost thing is a bit evil.

(End of this chapter)


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