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Chapter 94: Shocked Rainbow Ruo Wanjun

Yan Xulun was drinking tea slowly in the tea pavilion. He seemed not surprised at all by what happened outside.

At this time, a confidant came over in a hurry, bowed and said in a low voice: "Master Lieutenant, Zhang Yu has left Ruiguang City."

"Oh?" Yan Xulun's expression changed, he stood up and asked, "Are you sure?"

The servant nodded repeatedly.

Yan Xulun's mind changed and he took two steps back and forth in the tea pavilion, then slowly sat down and said to himself: "No hurry, no hurry."

The confidant said: "Since he is out of the city, should we..."

Yan Xulun shook his head and said: "No, wait a minute, I have endured it for so long, and it is not less than a moment and a half. Now that a government official has died, and things have happened one after another for several months, I am afraid that this time Xuanfu is hiding

Can’t stand it any longer.”

He picked up the teacup, took a pleasant sip, and pointedly said: "The restraints on our divine army are about to be loosened."

After Zhang Yuzong's horse emerged from Ruiguang, he followed the bloody trace in his senses and chased it.

As time went by, the traces gradually faded, but as he gradually drove into the wilderness, where there were few people and less interference from foreign smells, he could see it more clearly.

In fact, no matter whether it is a god or a monster, the spirituality on its body can not only resist external invasion, but can also repel smelly powders. It stands to reason that it will not be contaminated by external things.

Just like Mr. Miaodan, even though he has been in the wild for so long, when he came into contact with him, there was no dust or dirt on his body.

However, there is only one thing that this alien god on this land does not reject, but welcomes it extremely.

That is flesh and blood!

These alien gods have an endless desire for the flesh, blood and vitality of living creatures, and they like their followers to use living creatures to please themselves. However, they do not refuse all comers, and they may not take ordinary flesh and blood in their eyes.

But if it is special, spiritual flesh and blood, then it is different.

The secret medicine that Xuan Xiaowu took was probably made from the internal organs of spiritual creatures, so it was not rejected by this supernatural god.

Now it is impossible to figure out whether Xuan Xiaowu knew this and deliberately left this clue, or whether it was just an accident.

But this point is no longer important now. Whether it is man-made or divine, since there is this trace that can be traced, he will not let him get away.

Zhang Yu had been chasing him for nearly a day. At this time, the blood marks had almost disappeared. But even if he is a supernatural god, as long as he has a physical body, he will definitely leave some kind of traces when he moves.

And he discovered something. After entering the wilderness, this alien god did not walk along the smooth and easy terrain. The route he traveled generally showed a straight line. In some places, there were big trees blocking it, but he still hit it directly.

It passed by, causing a mess on the ground.

Sometimes, there is clearly a high slope ahead that is difficult to climb, but he still stubbornly climbs over it instead of taking a detour.

All this undoubtedly shows that there is something guiding him in front, making him keep running in that direction.

However, the traces left behind by the person passing by provided him with an obvious target for tracking.

Zhang Yu reined in his horse for a moment and fed the horse a handful of secret pills. Then he took a look and saw that the horse was headed towards Anshan.

After seeing this, he obviously would not rush into the alien god without hesitation. After resting for a while, he identified the general direction in which the person was going and rode down the horse.

Of course, in order to prevent the other party from accidentally changing direction, he would stop and check the traces from time to time.

In this way, the speed is obviously faster.

As he galloped along, he felt that he was getting closer and closer.

After another half day, he had entered the Anshan Mountains and rushed into a dense forest along the traces ahead.

Logically speaking, such a place should be inhabited by various creatures, but there is nothing here, not even an insect can be seen, as if all creatures have avoided this place.

The horses under him were unwilling to move forward at this time.

He knew that he was about to find the other person.

So he got off the horse, carried Xia Jian and walked away.

From time to time, you can see collapsed pillars and broken temples all around. The deeper you go, the denser they become. There is undoubtedly an ancient ruin here. Judging from the style, it must be something from the previous era.

He walked forward along a broken stone path. Soon after, he stopped and saw a huge mound-like building in front of him, which was made of neat stones.

This is a large altar.

A burly figure sat below.

This is a big man with a resolute face and a burly build. He has thick beards on his lips and chin. He wears a horned helmet on his head, thick leather armor on his body, and white fluff on his collar.

He was sitting in front of the steps leading to the altar like a guard, as if he was protecting something.

In Zhang Yu's eyes, there were still some traces of blood on his body.

There was no doubt that he had found the murderer.

Judging from the aura reflected in the heart lake, the other party maintains the same breathing as a human being. It undoubtedly has human blood and should be the descendant of a certain god. It can be regarded as a god or as a person.

Look at people with extraordinary powers.

He adjusted his breathing, held Xia Jian, and walked slowly out of the dense forest. The jade light on his body swayed like fire as his breath rose.

The big man also noticed his arrival. He stood up and said in confusion: "God Tianxia?" Then he announced a series of weird names.

Zhang Yu was able to tell that what the other party was saying was that he claimed to be Kutai, the son of the plague and the god of barbarism, followed by a series of words praising himself and promoting his great achievements.

This is also the way of communication between indigenous gods.

But he's not.

So his response was to slowly draw the blade out of its sheath, then quickly step forward and slash it down with one strike!

Kutai roared angrily, raised his fists, and held the sword blade. However, an unpredictable power came from the sword. He groaned, and his huge body seemed to be hit by a giant running towards him.

The beast hit it, rolled and flew out, hit the stone steps behind it heavily, and fell deeply into it.

Zhang Yu landed steadily and shook his sword. This was the body seal Dao Seal "Wanjun" he obtained last time. When he used it, he could explode several times the force, and he could exert the force at one point. The disadvantage was that after the collision,

I can no longer recruit in time.

Because he knew he had to deal with a strange god, he read it on the way there.

Kutai shook his head and climbed out of the stone pit.

Zhang Yu looked at the seven-color light swaying on his body like thick, turbid oil. It was this layer of spiritual brilliance that protected him.

Unlike the flexible and changeable mental light of monks, the spiritual light of many supernatural gods is very single, with only a few characteristics. However, their tough bodies and strong recovery capabilities can undoubtedly make up for this.

Through the sword strike just now, he had already tried it out. The spiritual light on this alien god should have dispersed the incoming power to the whole body to bear it.

This is a very troublesome ability.

This means that there are almost no weaknesses in his person. As long as he does not have the means to kill him with one blow, any attack directed at him can be withstood.

However, nothing is perfect.

He made a progress, but before he could stand completely, he was slashed down with another sword. Kutai suffered a loss. He moved one foot back, stepped forward with one foot, and blocked it with his arms, trying to meet the collision again.

Just when the tip of the sword in Zhang Yu's hand was barely touching the surface of his spirituality, the blade suddenly flickered and avoided the front with extremely lightness. In a blink of an eye, the tip of the sword had already passed from his chest.

When it passed by, the spiritual light was cut open immediately, and a wound was opened.

The damage caused by this sword was extremely small, but he was certain of one thing.

Although the spiritual surface of the other side has the function of diverting external forces, it must be prepared in advance. In other words, it must be controlled by one's own consciousness.

But once the consciousness cannot keep up, it is just like before, because there is no way to distinguish the power of his sword, and there is no way to avoid damage.

Then, just let it have no time to react.

He took a deep breath, the light on his body rose up, and when he stepped a little closer, his figure suddenly swayed!

He moved back and forth around Kutai at an unprecedented speed, and the sword blade in his hand flashed like lightning, constantly shuttling back and forth on his body. With every breath, several swords fell on his body.

It can be seen that the spiritual light on Kutai's body continues to flicker under this storm-like slashing attack.

Zhang Yu was running all the available seals at this moment. His thinking and senses seemed to have entered another level. The opponent's huge body and slow movements were an immovable target for him.

.

And as his movements became faster and faster, his whole body was erratic like a stream of light flying back and forth, the sound of the sword slashing became faster and faster, and the sound of falling rain seemed to be heard in the air.

Under such a dense offensive, Kutai had no way of judging where the attack was coming from. Often, just as he noticed one injury, another injury followed, making him angry, manic, panicked, and frightened.

In fact, as long as he keeps calm now, he can see that although there are many injuries, he has not been seriously injured and has not yet reached the point where he can no longer hold on.

However, he was wrapped in the dazzling sword light and the constant pain made it impossible for him to accurately judge the situation. This state of being beaten but unable to fight back also made it impossible for him to maintain his emotions.

After all, he is still half human, so he cannot maintain absolute sanity like a god.

Zhang Yu Lengran saw that he was incompetent and furious, and knowing that the heat was almost there, he stretched out his finger like a sword and lightly tapped somewhere on his body. This was just a harmless point, and his thoughts seemed to have been trained on reflexes.

Generally, those who are not under control will be attracted.

At the same time, he stepped forward and with a slight stroke of his sword, he instantly cut the person's throat, and the bright blood spurted out.

Kutai felt his breathing stagnant, and reached out to grab Zhang Yu, who seemed to be very close. Then he only caught an illusory stream of light, and his heart suddenly panicked. He was anxious to recover from the wound, but he was afraid of greater harm coming. Originally,

The consciousness that could still maintain a little persistence suddenly became chaotic.

Through the heart lake, Zhang Yu keenly felt the doubts in other people's hearts about him. He couldn't believe what he saw in front of him, and he no longer trusted his own power to protect himself.

He took a breath, and countless streams of light merged into one. He stepped back a few steps, and then drew his sword again. The sword flashed like lightning, and the tip hit Kutai's forehead!

Awesome!

Kutai's body didn't move. After a moment, there was a bang, and a big hole exploded in the back of his head, and everything inside was spurted out together with bright blood.

"Zheng!"

Zhang Yu sheathed his sword and his sleeves were shaking.

He glanced at the top of the altar and then walked up.

After he left a distance, the standing tall body swayed slightly and fell to the sky.








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