Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 1866 Destroy the monsters and explode the equipment
  Zhang Yan's god-killing spear appeared, and with one stroke, Qian Jiao's robe was cut.

Qian Jiao is now lying on the ground, taking a bite of yellow sand in his mouth.

Seeing that Zhang Yan's next knife was about to cut down again.

Qian Jiao quickly dodged, rolled to the other side, and stood up straight.

Zhang Yan's God-killing Spear was stuck straight into the ground. When he lifted it, a blade of yellow sand rose into the air and hit Qian Jiao.

A handful of yellow sand flew into Qian Jiao's eyes.

Qian Jiao instinctively picked up the weapon and blocked it.

But I still let some sand fly into my eyes.

Qian Jiao narrowed his eyes and threw the iron rod on the ground casually.

Qian Jiao yelled, covering his eyes with both hands, and kept yelling. It was very uncomfortable to have a foreign object in his eyes.

Qian Jiao felt like he was going blind now.

There were so many tears squeezed out of my eyes.

Qian Jiao couldn't open his eyes now, so naturally he couldn't see anything, but the pressure he felt in his body was still coming towards him.

When the eyes cannot see, the ears become extremely sensitive.

Qian Jiao could hear Zhang Yan walking toward him step by step, dragging the God-killing Spear.

Qian Jiao stepped back in panic.

Zhang Yan spoke.

"Do you still dare to disturb the human race?"

"You can do whatever you want just because you have some sorcery. Do you really think you can be a boss in the human world?

"Let's see if you dare to be so arrogant."

Qian Jiao staggered, not noticing the rocks behind him, and sat down completely on the ground.

Zhang Yan looked at the monster's behavior in a very funny way.

Qian Jiao's face was covered with tears, and his palms were bruised with rough blood from the sand.

The clothes on his body were also in tatters, with marks scratched by Zhang Yan's God-killing Spear.

Qian Jiao pursed his lips and still tried to retreat.

Both feet pushed on the sand and kept walking back.

Zhang Yan threw the God-killing Spear, "When——" Qian Jiao's back rested on the God-killing Spear.

Qian Jiao froze in place.

Now his eyes have recovered a little, and he can slightly raise his eyelids to see Zhang Yan.

There was just a little bit of light, and the eyelashes were still wet with moisture from tears.

Zhang Yan didn't want to waste any more time with Qian Jiao, so he made a round palm with his right hand and aimed at Qian Jiao who was still sitting there observing.

The trees behind made a loud noise.

In an instant, he was beaten to pieces by Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan closed his palms and raised his head.

The money corner, like the flying tree stumps behind him, fell into the mess on the ground.

"puff--"

A mouthful of blood spit out from Qian Jiao's mouth.

Qianjiao struggled to get up again, but he could only move his fingers twice with great effort.

After that, the whole person's breathing stopped.

Zhang Yanfei walked over, picked up his God-killing Spear, and walked towards the city without stopping by the money corner.

"Ding--"

The familiar system sound appeared again at this moment.

"The kill is successful and you get the Thirty-Six Methods of Tiangang: Subduing the Dragon and Subduing the Tiger."

This time the spell is more powerful.

The Thirty-six Methods of Tiangang subdue the dragon and subdue the tiger.

These dragons and tigers are the most ferocious and powerful creatures in the world.

Being able to subdue the giant dragon in the deep sea and suppress the tiger, the king of the forest, is a display of strength and power.

Simply put, it's an excellent spell.

Zhang Yan was happy that he had this spell.

Zhang Yan was about to walk towards the city.

(End of this chapter)