Golden Winged Dapeng

Chapter 120

With the help of the wind needle to slow down the speed of that green brilliance, Zhang Yunpeng finally saw the true colors of that green brilliance this time.

This is a green flying sword that is more than three feet long. The whole body of the sword is crystal clear without any impurities. It is like a piece of top-quality jade carefully carved. It is called a flying sword, but it is called a work of art. The taste is more appropriate.

"It really is the Bilong Sword!" Zhang Yunpeng muttered.

After all, this is not the first time I have seen this Bilong sword, but this time, this flying sword gave Zhang Yunpeng a stronger feeling than the previous two times, it was like being stared at by a ferocious poisonous snake. The feeling made him palpitate, but there was also a hint of fear.

"Since the Bilong sword is here, then the old Taoist Biyunzi should be nearby, maybe he was with the dead drunk Taoist, this is going to be troublesome!" While avoiding the pursuit of the Bilong sword , Zhang Yunpeng was thinking about how to get rid of the current situation.

Just a Bilong sword and tens of thousands of poisonous insects made him so embarrassed, if that Biyunzi did it himself, would it be okay?

With such an estimate in mind, Zhang Yunpeng planned to get rid of the entanglement of the Bilong Sword as soon as possible even if he was seriously injured, otherwise when Biyunzi arrived in person, he would not be able to leave even if he wanted to.

Tens of miles away in the air, Bi Yunzi, who was wearing a purple-gold Taoist robe and had a childlike face, was slowly waving in the air with his hands behind his back, with a faint smile on his face, like a fairy walking in a garden, very carefree.And not far in front of him, a poisonous Taoist in a black Taoist robe was looking mockingly at a cyan villain in his palm.

"You can't even take care of a soul crow that hasn't transformed yet, and even the meat and Nascent Soul were destroyed, and only a strand of remnant soul escaped. How dare you still have the face to come to me?"

The cyan villain said with a ferocious face: "As long as you can help me avenge this revenge, I am willing to be swallowed by you and serve you as my soul!"

A smug look flashed across Du Taoist's eyes.Pretentiously surprised: "Based on what you said, you planned to devour me as your master soul?"

The cyan villain in his palm stared at the poisonous Taoist with a sneer, and said: "Stop talking nonsense, if there is no pupil of the soul crow, and I am not willing to fuse with you, I am afraid that we will all end up in a dizzy end. I know it all!"

Hearing the words, the poisonous Taoist shot murderous intent in his eyes, but he forcibly resisted the urge to crush the little green man, and took a deep breath.He said with a gentle expression: "Since you are me and I am you, we are the same person, why should we divide each other's primary and secondary roles? Don't worry, your business is my business, and the poor will be killed today." That bastard, avenge you!"

But the little green man in his palm didn't agree with him. He sneered mockingly and said, "Put away those fancy intestines of yours. Don't I know what you're thinking? As long as you can help me swallow this bad breath , I will definitely do what I say, and I will regard you as my soul!"

Speaking, he ignored the poisonous Taoist.It turned into a ray of blue light and penetrated into the black wooden bracelet on the wrist of the poisonous Taoist.

At the same time, Biyunzi, who was "walking leisurely" several thousand meters away, suddenly appeared beside the poisonous Taoist, as if he didn't see him talking with the green little man, he just said with a smile on his face: "I don't know if Fellow Daoist Poison has prepared the hundred-bone poisonous banner properly? The poor Taoist is concerned about the safety of Fellow Daoist Drunk. I want to take a step ahead, I wonder if it is possible?"

He secretly scolded the other party's old fox in his heart, but he showed a grateful expression on his face.He choked up and said: "Fellow Daoist, you are still worried about my brother's safety, but my brother was accidentally plotted against by that evildoer, and now he has ended up on the spot!"

Hearing this, Biyunzi was shocked and said: "This evildoer is so vicious, it actually... oh... also blame me for not stopping Fellow Daoist Drunk. How did it end up like this!"

As he said that, he said with righteous indignation: "Fellow Daoist Du, please give me condolences, don't be too sad, I'll hurry up now, don't let that evildoer escape!"

Du Daoist wiped away the tears forced out of the corners of his eyes, and said gratefully: "So, there will be Lao Daoyou!"

As he said that, he took out the odd-shaped flying sword surrounded by black smoke, gritted his teeth and looked into the distance: "Today, Pindao will definitely kill that evildoer under the sword to sacrifice my brother's spirit in the sky!"

After finishing speaking, he stepped on the flying sword and turned into a black light and fled forward, while Biyunzi smiled coldly, flicked his fingers, and the spiritual energy in his body turned into a huge golden flying sword, carrying him to follow The black light of the poisonous Taoist flew forward like a meteor chasing the moon.

The two had their own ghosts in their hearts, and although their words were high-sounding, neither of them wanted to meet the "soul crow" who killed the drunken Taoist first. Every time the two of them flew a certain distance, they used various excuses to stop and rest for a while before continuing on.In fact, both of them had the same idea, they wanted the other party to fight the soul crow first, while they hid behind to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

Because of the two people's mutual precautions and calculations, Zhang Yunpeng won a lot of precious time, but even so, Zhang Yunpeng still couldn't get rid of the entanglement of the Bilong sword, and the green sword light behind him was like a dog skin plaster He was very attached to Zhang Yunpeng, no matter how he tried to shake it off, he just couldn't shake it off.

At this time, Zhang Yunpeng's physical strength had almost reached its limit. If it wasn't for the medicinal power of the blood mother heart lotus being gradually absorbed by him at this time, he might have been exhausted and smashed to pieces by the Bilong sword.

Although he was barely supported by the medicinal power of the blood mother heart lotus, Zhang Yunpeng still felt that his flapping wings were already sore and numb. I am afraid that his wings would lose consciousness in a short time.

Flapping its wings and flying towards the direction it came from, Zhang Yunpeng now only hopes to meet Confused and Xiao Luoli who received the news and came to support them before the wings completely lose consciousness, otherwise , I am afraid that his little life will really be confessed here today.

Zhang Yunpeng, who used to be very confident in his speed, now realizes that he has always been a frog at the bottom of a well.The speed he relies on is simply a joke in the eyes of the powerful sword cultivator. Now that he is flying with all his strength, he can't get rid of this flying sword that is only tracking himself. If this flying sword is controlled by someone, I'm afraid that I have been cut by the sword long ago.

He intends to use the escaping formula to teleport himself ten miles away, but because of the great use of spiritual power in the battle with the drunken Taoist, the little spiritual power recovered by relying on the blood mother heart lotus is not enough for him to cast a escaping spell. Tian Jue, not to mention the little bit of spiritual energy he recovered had to maintain the consumption of the You Feng Jue, and it was completely impossible to retain even a shred of spiritual power.

Gradually, Zhang Yunpeng felt that his wings were completely numb, and now he could only rely on You Feng Jue to control the surrounding air to push him forward. When the Bilong Sword was getting closer and closer to him, suddenly a A black shadow flashed by.

There was only a sound of "Ding!", a clear sound like gold and iron clashing, Zhang Yunpeng looked back, and the little loli Qin Wu was holding the blade of the Bilong sword with both hands, and the Bilong sword was in her hand. The ground was shaking, and sparks appeared in her white and tender hands.

Zhang Yunpeng felt that his body was gently held by a big hand. Just when he was about to struggle, a confused voice came: "You are already a little bit out of strength now, it is best not to do strenuous exercise. You first Take a break in my Shenshen No. [-], and leave the following matters to us!” (To be continued..)