Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 1864 Attack the city and kill the monsters

Mu Kui straightened up and grabbed Zhang Yan's hand firmly with both arms.

With another glare of his feet, Mukui's whole body came up. With the help of his strength, he turned over like a carp and put it on Zhang Yan's neck.

Mu Kui grabbed Zhang Yan's neck with both hands and tied him tightly inside.

Zhang Yan was suddenly pinched at his vitals. He coughed violently and gasped, trying to break free from Mu Kui's shackles.

Seeing this as a good opportunity, Qian Jiao immediately ran over, holding a short knife in his hand and about to stab Zhang Yan in the heart.

Based on Zhang Yan's survival instinct, the moment he saw Qian Jiao coming towards him, he immediately stretched out his legs to kick him away.

The knife in Qian Jiao's hand fell into the dust. Zhang Yan took the opportunity to kick his foot and grasped the right moment to hold the short knife in his hand. Then Zhang Yan held back a breath of strength and struck hard at the person behind him. Go to Mukweza.

Mu Kui, who was still strangling Zhang Yan, screamed and fell back in pain.

Zhang Yan shook his body and threw Mu Kui to the ground.

Mu Kui's whole back hit the sand hard, and the wounds on his back were hit.

The clothes that were originally only dyed red were now covered with blood stains.

The blood in the wound spread over a large area.

Some of them were pressed on the fine stones, and on the dry sandy ground they turned into a dark red color that made it difficult to see the original color of blood.

Zhang Yan waved his right hand, and the God-killing Spear appeared in his hand.

"What a monster. He dares to cause trouble in the human race. If your grandpa comes across you today, I will tell you that you will never come back."

Zhang Yan came down from the mountain with the purpose of helping the human race preach and improve their luck.

It happened that as soon as I came down the mountain, I encountered two monsters with high spiritual power.

Although Zhang Yan is said to be difficult to deal with, he has been in seclusion for ten thousand years, and his skills are still solid.

"You alone want to catch us two! You are really nosy, and you are so busy after eating. Today I will let you taste our power."

Qian Jiao didn't seem to be afraid of Zhang Yan.

Two big iron rods suddenly appeared in his hand, "Bang——" The iron rods knocked up the yellow sand on the ground, and when they stood up, they stirred up dust all over the ground.

Zhang Yan swiped deftly and jumped into the air.

With a flying step, he stepped on the sand and turned a corner.

He picked up Mukui who was lying on the ground struggling.

With a quick turn, a knife was stuck across Mukui's neck.

The tip of the knife shone with an extremely cold light. As long as Mu Kui moved his neck, he could cut his blood vessels and kill him on the spot.

Zhang Yan pinched Mu Kui to force Qianjiao to submit.

Qian Jiao's eyes narrowed.

"If you want to kill, just kill him. It will be easier for me to move without him anyway."

There was no hint of threat in Qian Jiao's face. He was so indifferent that what Zhang Yan caught was not his accomplice at all. What was going to die in the next second was just an inconspicuous little insect on the street corner.

Zhang Yan's hand holding the dagger moved closer to Mukui's neck.

The next second, Zhang Yan raised his hand and pushed Mu Kui out.

The money corner flicked a marble-like stone at this critical moment.

There was a loud muffled sound when the stone hit the blade.

Zhang Yan's knife missed Mukui's throat. In the next move, Qianjiao came up quickly, grabbed Mukui and ran away.

The two of them jumped up and started walking on empty steps.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Yan immediately went to chase him.

No matter what, we cannot easily let go of these two monsters that are causing harm to the human race.

(End of this chapter)