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Chapter 128 Erase the traces

boom!

The sword was slashed out, terrifying and unpredictable. The cold air soared into the sky. The sword energy of more than 40 meters was pressed down instantly. The terrifying fluctuations instantly blocked everything, and the entire dense forest was shaking.

The third-level master suddenly showed horror and flew back in a hurry.

The man in front of him could actually chop out a sword energy that was more than 40 meters long!

This is the strength at the top of the local list.

Who is this Western Poison Ouyang Feng?

Boom!

Even if he was quick at the first time, the terrifying sword aura instantly pressed down and slashed down from his head.

He roared angrily, hurriedly raised the long sword and resisted it upwards, and his true energy rushed into the long sword wildly.

At this moment, the long steel knife in his hand was infused with internal force and immediately emitted dazzling light, as if he had become supreme divine gold.

Bang!

The sound roared.

When they met, the long steel knife in their hand exploded on the spot, and pieces of debris flew around.

He vomited blood with a flushed face. He hurriedly used his palm power to clamp the terrifying sword weapon that was chopping down, but it was useless at all. Zhang Yuan stroked hard.

boom!

The sword aura suddenly blew past, his whole body exploded, his body flew backwards on the spot, and blood spurted, smashing more than a dozen big trees along the way. The body-protecting true energy broke open on the spot, and blood was dripping on his chest, and a layer of ice crystal appeared.

Half of a single life was removed.

"Snow``Snow Drinking Mad Knife!"

His voice was hoarse, his eyes were frightened, and his body was almost frozen.

The figures swayed in the distance, shouting that they were chasing the sky, and they were chasing them quickly.

Zhang Yuan did not dare to fight for a long time, so he hurriedly put away his knife and continued to rush forward.

I just used the Snow Drinking Knife, which is destined to be exposed. When I walk around the world in the future, the Snow Drinking Knife will no longer be used easily, otherwise I will be recognized.

However, as he originally planned to walk around the world, he would not easily use snow drinks.

Although the holy weapon has a spirit and only recognizes one master, the people from the Longmen will naturally not compete with him, but it is difficult to guarantee that other sects will be moved.

Therefore, snow drinks are only used to cut off evil spirits, or to silence them. They are inconvenient to use them at random unless they are forced into desperate situations.

Moreover, when he robbed him before, he also left some thoughts.

The young man who used the Sanyin Centipede Palm was shocked.

As long as the Xue Yin knife is not exposed, no one will ever think of him.

Suddenly, something else came to my mind.

Why did the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing Choice choose the young man who practiced the Zixia Divine Art instead of his Nine Yang Divine Art?

Could it be that his Nine Yang is not as good as Zixia?

What a joke!

If we talk about the most strong and righteous energy of heaven and earth, his Nine Yangs should be the most authentic.

"Is it because the middle-aged man is talking nonsense? Or is it that there is no Nine Yang Divine Art in this world?"

Zhang Yuan thought in his heart.

Suddenly, he looked at the long knife in his hand and another thought appeared.

"Is it because Xue Yin is too cold, covering my strong and righteous energy?"

"It may also be that I hid too far, and the distance between the young man is indeed much closer than mine."

There were dozens of speculations in his mind.

The whistling sounds kept coming from behind, and soon someone chased after him.

Zhang Yuan suddenly turned around and slashed him fiercely with another sword.

He wants to get rid of everyone as soon as possible, so he can only choose the most direct and violent way.

Boom!

The forty-meter-long sword aura rushed over instantly, with a huge cold air and terrifying unpredictable. It was like a waterfall sweeping over, destroying and destroying the dense forest.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

The group of people chasing after him were all chopped away by him, vomiting blood from his mouth and seriously injured and dying.

The speed that can catch up with him is basically a third-level strongman!

It is difficult to kill with one knife.

But being able to break into serious injuries is enough for him.

Holding a long knife, he rushed forward again, spreading his speed, and the wind was coming from his feet, and the mountains and forests on both sides were quickly retreating.

Some of the jianghu guests who continued to chase after him changed their faces after seeing the tragic situation of the previous people.

"How could this happen? Is that Ouyang Feng at the top of the ground list?"

"How could he be so strong?"

Many people were shocked and dared not continue chasing them.

The third-level masters all ended up being seriously injured and dying. If they chased after them, the situation would not be much better.

However, there were still a few people who struggled for a moment and quickly chased after him.

Magical skills are of great importance, and they are unwilling to give up easily.

Deep in the dense forest.

Zhang Yuan's feet were filled with wind. After temporarily getting rid of everyone, he quickly stopped, pulled down his mask, stuffed it into his arms, and then took off his robe and wrapped it heavily on the scabbard.

He was originally wearing a blue robe on the outside and a blue robe on the inside. Now taking off the blue robe is like changing his clothes. Moreover, his scabbard was wrapped in black cloth, but now it turns into a blue cloth, which is equivalent to a change of appearance.

After doing all this, he was worried and threw away his hair, spreading it and turning it into a dispersed look.

Then he stretched his body, found a cave nearby, and hid.

Not long.

There were whistling sounds outside, and loud shouts came from afar, continuing to chase forward.

Zhang Yuan held the Xueyan Knife and sat cross-legged in the cave, closing his eyes to rest.

I was thinking about whether there were other loopholes in my previous practices.

"The big hand seal cannot be used easily in the future. People from the Sun family in Jiangdong have seen my big hand seal."

In short, he now wants to erase all traces of his previous existence.

We must focus everyone's attention on the Western Poison Ouyang Feng, and hide anything that may expose himself!

"The eighteen palms of dragon subduing are the same. In the future, only Ouyang Feng can use the magic skills. I, Zhang Yuan, try not to use this magic skills. Well, I will learn other palm techniques in Longmen in the future, which will be considered to be used by Fantian Hand."

Zhang Yuan made up his mind.

He had no choice but to be cautious. Before his strength grew, the development of despicable development was the king.

After all, he saw with his own eyes the almost destructive power of the powerful man on the Tianlist!

Time is fast.

There were still loud shouts outside.

Within a radius of five miles, people kept rushing by.

The rising sun rose and the cave gradually became brighter.

Zhang Yuan's power suddenly began to decline rapidly, as if the tide receded, uncontrollable.

The internal force that Ren Xingyundu gave him finally began to dissipate.

He hurriedly opened the cyan panel.

I saw that the power clone quickly retreated from 850 cows and quickly turned into 285 cows.

Make it into its original form!

The powerful feeling in my body disappeared, like a bulging ball, shriveled again.

However, Zhang Yuan's face showed joy.

"Okay, the dissipation of the skills is more powerful for me, and now I won't be able to use people to suspect me."

Everyone knows that Ouyang Feng is very powerful and can seriously injure a third-level strong man. Who would suspect him, a first-level warrior?

However, I still felt a little guilty in my heart.

Let's find a way to compensate that brother in the future.

Holding up the long sword, Zhang Yuan walked outside.

When day comes, he must leave this Broken Soul Mountain as soon as possible.

Suddenly, my ears moved slightly, and a faint coughing sound came from a distance.

"Brother Mu, let's stop. Your Sanyin Centipede Palm needs to be resolved as soon as possible. You can't continue running, otherwise the poison will invade the heart veins and you will definitely die."
Chapter completed!
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