The Monk

Chapter 536: For you

Zhang Awei firmly shook his head: "No." The man in Tsing Yi changed his request: "Can you please slow down? Fei is a little tired talking so fast." "You were even more tired when you chased me, why are you still chasing me?" Zhang Awei was not angry. said.

"I won't chase you just once." The man in Tsing Yi said with a smile: "As for being cautious and remembering it for so long?"

"Once? You chased me for half a year that time. Oh my god, seventeen masters bullied one of me. How dare you say that?" Zhang Ain was a little angry.

The man in Tsing Yi was sure that Zhang Wen recognized him, touched his nose and said, "Isn't it much better than others? They have been pestering you, and I was the first to let you go."

"You don't want to let me go!" Zhang was very angry and had no good words to say: "The reason why I chased me then was because the deadline was approaching. How many years have passed, is it time? I'm going to die soon."

The man in Tsing Yi did not deny it. He still had more than a hundred years before he could sit down. Compared with others, he was not too anxious. In addition, Zhang Ai's ice water spell was very difficult to master. Seventeen masters were chasing him for several months and could not defeat it. , so I left early and looked for another way.

Later, he went to Lian Shen Valley to try his luck, but luck ignored him and he didn't hit him. Now that Wugu Valley was about to open again, he was ready to continue to try his luck, but he bumped into Zhang Afraid first. Hearing what Zhang was afraid of saying would be unpleasant, instead of getting angry, he smiled and said, "This time I really don't have time. According to what you said, I am about to die. I said you are flying so high, can the ice still be used?"

When Zhang Weijing heard this, he was extremely depressed. He knew that An An had bad intentions and immediately controlled Feiyang to descend. How could the man in Tsing Yi give him this chance? He raised his hands and slashed across Feiya with a blade larger than a hard iron knife, forcing Feiya to rise.

The man in Tsing Yi smiled and said: "Let's talk, let's talk, don't be too impulsive."

Zhang Awei cursed: "You've already cut me down, and you still tell me not to be impulsive?" The man in Tsing Yi nodded shamelessly: "Don't fly down, the sky is so big, it's not enough for you?" Zhang Awei simply stopped and didn't fly. , looked at the man in Tsing Yi angrily: "What do you want to do?"

"Talk, talk." The blade in this guy's hand was not much smaller than a door, and he didn't know how to use it.

"You're going to die soon, what's there to talk about?"

"From a certain point of view, I am about to die, but I am still a top Nascent Soul master. Before I die, I am still very powerful, such as killing someone." The man in Tsing Yi said with a smile.

"Are you threatening me?" Zhang Ain was thinking about how to escape. None of these top-level masters was murderous.

"You can understand it this way, or you can understand that I am asking for something from you."

"I just miss my little things and despise you strongly." Zhang was afraid of using the contemptuous gesture he learned from Xiaozhu.

The man in Tsing Yi was neither sullen nor angry: "You guessed it. I originally wanted to kill you, but I was worried about killing you but couldn't find what I wanted. I was also worried that you would risk your life with me and cause troubles. I don't have much time. I can’t stand the trouble and I don’t dare to take risks, so I’ll tell you what I can do and let me know if it works.”

"Give me a head, you're going to die, and you're still bothering like this, just because you want the Ten Thousand Years Herb."

"Smart, by the way, where are your two spiritual beasts?"

"You have a lot of things on your mind." Zhang Ain said coldly, urging Feiya to fly forward.

The man in green didn't use a big blade to chop at him this time, and jumped up to follow him: "I don't have much time, and my patience is limited. You'd better not do anything stupid. Give me five thousand-year-old herbs, and Lima will leave."

"I'll give you a head." Zhang Ain shouted. After thinking hard for a long time, he couldn't think of a way to escape. Could he just fight hard? I secretly hate my own cultivation level. It doesn't matter if my level is low. I deserve to be bullied. But I have cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage and still being bullied all day long. Is there any justice in it?

"Do you want me to kill someone and seize the treasure?" The man in Tsing Yi's voice was a little cold.

After snatching it away, Zhang Wei turned around and hit the man in Tsing Yi with his flying amulet. He threw out more than a dozen talismans in his hand. He exerted force with his feet and jumped up from the flying armament. The whole process was continuous and fast, faster than the blink of an eye. He felt a flash in front of his eyes. Feiya crashed into the man in Tsing Yi, the talisman exploded, and Zhang Fei flew downwards.

Normally, he moves quickly enough, but he is faster, and the man in Tsing Yi is even faster. He made a complete set of animals, turned his back downwards and faced upwards, holding the talisman in his hand, ready to throw it out to block for a moment when the man in Tsing Yi came after him. But the opponent was too fast. He swayed, and the man in Tsing Yi also swayed. Zhang Ai felt as if his back was struck by lightning. A powerful force hit him from below, and his whole body was knocked high into the air. At this time, the spell began to explode. Zhang was lucky enough to be affected, and the tyrannical force pushed him in another direction.

But it wasn't over yet. The man in Tsing Yi was waiting in that direction again and kicked Zhang Fei so hard that he streaked across the sky like a shooting star.

The two strikes were too short, and he had no time to react. This time he finally reacted. Without looking, he threw out the charm in his hand, spread his wings, and flew downwards again.

The voice of the man in green sounded from behind: "The clothes are good, you won't be hurt this way." Then there was the continuous explosion of the spell. This thing is becoming more and more impractical. No matter how powerful it is, it is useless if it can't hit anyone.

When the explosion subsided, the man in Tsing Yi's voice sounded again: "Administer the medicine and leave."

Give me a head, he is wary of people who are more powerful than him. If you kill me if I give you something, who should I cry to? I need to come up with a solution urgently. Don’t you want the Ten Thousand Years Herb? for you!

Zhang Ai suddenly stopped and shouted: "Here it is." When he heard that the drug was being administered, the man in Tsing Yi stopped ten meters away. Zhang Ping took out a jade box from his storage bag and opened it to reveal a thousand-year-old herbal medicine. As soon as I opened the lid, spiritual energy rushed to my face, and the sky was filled with the rich spiritual energy of herbs.

The man in Tsing Yi was overjoyed when he saw the Wannian Herb. He stared at it greedily and thought: This guy really has something. We must not let him go. When we get the herb and capture him, there must be more treasures.

There is no end to greed. The man in Tsing Yi originally thought of finding some magic elixir and grass to extend his life, but he didn't want to kill anyone. Suddenly seeing Zhang Wen, he just felt that he saw a glimmer of hope and must grasp it, but did not take action. But at this time, what he was thinking about had changed. He was thinking about getting something and getting more. The thoughts in my heart also changed again and again.

Zhang Afraid that no matter what he thought, he would look at it as a bad guy anyway. He took out the elixir from the box with his left hand and put away the jade box with his right hand. At this moment, two seven-star talismans appeared in his palm. He really wanted to take a few more, but Fear of being discovered. Then he handed the elixir back to his right hand, and with a movement of spiritual energy in his body, he activated the talisman and shouted, "Here it is." He embedded the talisman into the ten thousand-year-old herbal medicine, swung it with his right hand, and used all his strength to reach the sky. Throwing it away, the elixir as long as an arm flew high as if it had wings. At the same time, Zhang was afraid that Qian Jin would fall, and Yi Cao and the others flew in the opposite direction.