Village: the strongest little medicine king

Chapter 267 You will surely die
Chapter 366 You will surely die
Zhang Yunlong still wanted to run, but no matter how fast he was, he couldn't keep up with the speed of the car.

Fortunately, the lot of pills and holy water he took had already started to play a certain role.

So he recovered from his injuries.

Twenty or thirty people got on and off the two large commercial vehicles, but the old man didn't come over for some reason.

As long as the old man doesn't come over, he has nothing to worry about.

Even though several of these people were one or two realms stronger than him, he was still confident enough to leave safely.

Zhang Yunlong tore off a strip from his clothes and wrapped it tightly around the wound so that the blood would not flow so fast.

He took a deep breath, and then rushed over to the men who were fifth-rank warriors beside the car.

"What the hell, this kid is too contemptuous of others. After suffering such a serious injury, he still dares to fight head-on with so many of us."

"This kid is very cunning. Don't be careless. Our task is to wait for the elder to come. If we let him escape, we will have nothing to eat when we go back."

"Let's go together, don't be too scattered, just surround him. His injuries are serious, even if they are severe, they won't be able to consume us."

During the conversation, these twenty or thirty people had already found their own positions.

Enduring the pain in his body, Zhang Yunlong charged forward brandishing the black iron sword.

Swish!
A strong man with an eighth-rank warrior stood in front, and he rushed over the moment he saw Zhang Yunlong make a move.

Among these people, he is considered to be the most powerful, and he has always wanted to fight Zhang Yunlong, wanting to see how powerful this young boy who gave their elders a headache is.

The whole body's energy is fully activated, and this eighth-rank warrior will use all his strength as soon as he comes up.

He wanted to get rid of Zhang Yunlong with one move.

After ending this guy Zhang Yunlong, I don't know how high his prestige in the general sect will be in the future.

"Tiger Roaring Fist!"

The eighth-rank man gave a loud shout, his body bowed slightly, and his aura was like a tiger. When he punched out with both fists, he also let out bursts of tiger roars.

bells and whistles!

The name Zhang Yunlong hummed indifferently is quite domineering, but you punch as soon as you punch, and you have to howl like a tiger. confidence?

But this kid has some strength.

A pair of iron fists brought Po Fengshen straight to Zhang Yunlong's forehead.

But Zhang Yunlong is still not afraid, the black iron sword's slashing direction remains the same, it is fighting in a desperate way.

Only in this way can he break through as soon as possible.

Only in this way can he have a chance of defeating an opponent stronger than him.

Seeing that the two were about to collide, the eighth-rank warrior couldn't help trembling in his heart.

If he were to fight Zhang Yunlong so hard, his pair of tiger fists would definitely hit Zhang Yunlong's head, but the long knife in Zhang Yunlong's hand might also split him in half.

At the very moment, the eighth-rank martial artist suddenly withdrew his strength, turned around in the air, and brushed past Zhang Yunlong.

Zhang Yunlong almost couldn't help laughing, he still practiced Tiger Roaring Fist like this, or Sick Cat Fist was more suitable for him.

However, Zhang Yunlong's attack did not stop at all, he just adjusted the blade slightly upwards, and continued to sweep towards several people nearby.

When the other people saw Zhang Yunlong making eight moves, all the eighth-rank warriors were forced to retreat, and their hearts were straightened.

And Zhang Yunlong didn't mean to tremble with them at all. After forcing a few people back, he ran towards the car.

"Stop him quickly, he wants to steal our car!"

Someone saw Zhang Yunlong's intentions and hurriedly shouted.

The other people were not slow to react, they finally found Zhang Yunlong and blocked him here, if Zhang Yunlong was let go again, the elders would definitely not let them go.

So none of these people dared to relax, and they were stuck in front of the car in an instant.

"Zhang Yunlong, give up struggling, you can't beat us, our Elder Lin will come over soon, he is a strong martial artist, he only needs one finger to stab you to death."

"That is, no matter how good you are, in front of the strong in the martial artist realm, you are at best a slightly bigger ant, that's all."

"Zhang Yunlong, give up resisting, we Elder Lin may still let you die happily."

Zhang Yunlong sneered, and said with disdain: "No wonder you ignorant guys can only be disciples of the sect for the rest of their lives. In fact, you say that you are disciples, but you are a group of servants."

"I want to leave today, but no one can stop me. As I said, if any of you are not afraid of death, just come up!"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Yunlong circulated his internal force again, concentrating all his internal force on his right hand, and a majestic energy immediately spread from the black iron sword.

It seems that this black iron sword can feel the emotions of its owner, but the breath of this black iron sword is also extremely violent.

Zhang Yunlong was like a raging lion, directly slashing at these people with a knife, without any rules at all.

But Zhang Yunlong is also very particular about each time. As long as the opponent dares to fight back, it will be a deadly situation, but as long as the opponent takes a small step, this result can be avoided.

Zhang Yunlong kept pushing these people back, but every time they were able to quickly avoid Zhang Yunlong's deadly attack with a tacit understanding, and then quickly surrounded them.

This made Zhang Yunlong, who was constantly mana, as uncomfortable as if he had been hitting cotton.

Time flies, Zhang Yunlong's internal strength will soon bottom out again.

The dantian also began to shrink.

His elixir and holy water had used up a lot of medicinal properties to repair the wound, and it hadn't been more than half an hour since he was injured, so the recovery of internal strength was also very limited.

But to his despair, at this time, a taxi came directly to this street with a flick of its tail.

On that car, a furious and powerful force continued to suppress it towards this side.

This breath is exactly the breath of the old man in the hotel before, and it is also what these people call Elder Lin.

Damn old stuff.

Zhang Yunlong cursed secretly in his heart, he was only in the seventh-rank realm, and they had to find strong men in the martial artist realm to chase and kill him again and again, what a mess.

"Hahaha, Zhang Yunlong, Elder Lin will be here soon, do you think you can still leave!"

At this time, the eighth-rank martial artist stared at Zhang Yunlong with envy and said: "I admit that you are very strong, even if I am a small realm higher than you, I am not your opponent, but our Elder Lin is a strong martial artist, you, I will definitely die today!"

"Brothers, cheer me up and take care of him. You must not let him run away."

Zhang Yunlong snorted coldly, and said disdainfully: "You really think I can't deal with you because I'm injured, naive!"

After speaking, he directly took out all the holy water from his body and drank all the holy water in one go.

He also ate up the last dozen or so return qi pills on his body in one go.

Strands of energy exploded instantly on Zhang Yunlong's body, and then gathered in his dantian.

The originally dry dantian became full again, even faintly bursting.

"You bastards, give me all to die!"

Zhang Yunlong yelled, the aura on his body exploded, and there was even a sound of air bursting. At this moment, the blade of the Xuantie Baodao was also attached with a light curtain of internal force. Heart-pounding...

(End of this chapter)