Seeing Zhang Yuan chasing out and slapping a black shadow with one palm, an unprecedented horror appeared on Beimenlie's face.

He comes from the Beimen family, which has its origins, and has heard some things mentioned by his elders.

The children I saw a few days ago had already made him deeply suspicious.

Now he believes in the existence of this kind of thing.

brush!

Zhang Yuan walked over, and the golden light flashed, and soon appeared in front of him again.

"Senior, was that "the evil spirit just now?"

Beimen Lie asked in shock.

Zhang Yuanning pointed at it, not surprised that he knew such a thing.

The origin of the Beimen family is extremely ancient. If you don’t know at all, that would be abnormal.

"Have you seen this kind of thing in your house before?"

Zhang Yuan asked.

"No, I only heard the elder mention it a few times, but it is also extremely obscure."

Beimen Lie opened his mouth.

Zhang Yuan nodded and said, "Let's go."

He led Beimenlie out of the library again and walked outside.

The night wind whistled, and the broken leaves in the hall were flying everywhere.

I have never encountered any other evil spirits along the way.

Soon, Zhang Yuan sent Beimen Lie outside the mansion.

"Seventh Young Master, if something big happens to your family, you can find a place outside for one night and go to report to the official tomorrow morning."

Zhang Yuan said.

"Okay, thank you for your senior."

Beimenlie hurriedly said.

"Don't call me senior, my name is Zhang Yuan."

Zhang Yuan shook his head.

"Zhang Yuan? You are the young master Zhang?"

Beimen Lie said in a lost voice.

Zhang Yuan nodded and said, "You go first."

"Okay, Young Master Zhang is careful."

Beimen Lie's face changed and he bowed.

He turned around and ran towards the distance.

It was not until he had walked away that Zhang Yuan turned around again, his eyes flashed, and he walked into the mansion of the Beimen Family.

Pu Lingling.

The black crow in his hand fluttered again, and it was pinched tightly on its neck. Looking at Zhang Yuan, he once again showed deep contempt.

Zhang Yuan shook it hard for a few times, and also noticed the light of contempt in its eyes, and couldn't help but frowned slightly.

"What do you know? Brother, we don't have to waste this time, do you think? I'll carry you every day and pluck your hair. I guess you're also uncomfortable. How about we make up?"

Zhang Yuan once again made a request for reconciliation.

hehe.

The black crow directly stung his neck to the side, with disdainful eyes and no longer looked at Zhang Yuan.

Damn.

Zhang Yuan was angry.

If he could really kill it, he really wanted to roast the black crow on the fire.

Unfortunately, I tried it once, but it was useless.

Zhang Yuan plucked his hair again, and quickly pulled it out.

Suddenly, Zhang Yuan's body moved, his eyes turned, and he looked at the bare crow with a strange curve on his face.

Can't cure you, right?

Zhang Shaoxia specializes in treating all kinds of dissatisfaction.

He broke a piece of thick branches from the tree next to him, and now he was not in a hurry to search for the weirdness of the Beimen family. He looked at the black crow while walking, and the smile on his face was even more intriguing.

The black crow also noticed the strangeness of his gaze, and couldn't help but look suspiciously, and looked at Zhang Yuan deeply.

"I know that I can't kill you, you are neither afraid of fire nor knife. I will never kill you in my life, nor will I kill you, but I have another idea, do you want to try it?

Have you seen the stick in my hand?

I want to poke it in your mouth so that you can't scream. Well, maybe you can poke it out of the feces door, so it's easier to string it on the branches and hold it in your hands.

In fact, it is also good to stab it in through the feces door and out of your mouth. Which one do you choose?"

Zhang Yuan smiled.

The black crow suddenly widened his eyes, and he suspected that he had heard it wrong.

It looked at the thick and sharp branch in Zhang Yuan's hand, and shivered on the spot, and goose bumps appeared.

It wanted to scream, but its neck was pinched tightly and could not send a word.

When Zhang Yuan saw it appearing nervous, his smile became stronger on his face. He picked it up high and prepared to start poking it with branches.

The black crow struggled violently, with his legs and wings flapping desperately, and his eyes were full of anger.

But it could not break free from Zhang Yuan's shackles.

Suddenly, Zhang Yuan stopped his palm and pinched the black crow tightly, revealing his solemnity.

There is a sound?

Boom!

The ground collapsed, he threw away the wooden stick, and his body rushed out quickly, reaching the extreme.

After shattering the triple courtyard in succession, a yellow figure was found.

The figure was shocked when he saw Zhang Yuan rushing over. Without thinking, he raised his hand and greeted him with a palm.

Hurry!

The air shattered, making a sound of cloth tearing, and the powerful palm wind rushed past the wall, making a powerful breath.

But Zhang Yuan's internal strength was so strong that he tore open his palm wind on the spot. The golden light on his palm was dazzling and his palm power was strong. He met the other party hard.

The moment the palm power was about to fall, my eyes were startled.

The Four Awesome Monks!

He hurriedly retracted his internal strength, but Monk Sijue could not hold back his palm power and instantly bumped into him.

boom!

The ground trembled, and a sound of explosion, all bluestone slabs from all directions flew out, bursting and shattering.

puff!

The corner of Monk Sijue's mouth was bleeding, and he turned backwards, and with a thud, it landed on the ground, and his blood and energy continued to surge.

Zhang Yuan was also shocked and his arms were numb, his body shaking, and he took two or three steps back.

His palm power was reduced by 50% or 60%, but Monk Sijue bumped into it.

This attack, I used up to 50% of my strength.

At this moment, the palm of the palm of the hand stinged. If it weren't for the profound internal skills, it would have to be broken.

He was shocked.

What a strong palm power!

Is this Shaolin Prajna Palm?

Taking a deep breath, the numbness of his arms and palms disappeared immediately. He looked at the Monk of Four Absolutes and bowed, "Master, misunderstanding."

The Four Descendants Monk was shocked, his palms kept spasming, and his chest felt extremely uncomfortable.

After fighting hard with Zhang Yuan, his meridians were in soreness and numbness, and he felt like he was losing strength.

In fact, the moment he faced Zhang Yuan, he had already discovered something was wrong.

But it was too late to retract the palm power at that time.
To be continued...