I can bless thousands of magical powers.

Moyuan, swamp area.

A team of ten warriors was slaughtering a group of dragon-headed crocodiles.

Dragon head crocodiles are ferocious beasts unique to Mo Yuan. They live in swamps and marshes. They are large in size and ferocious in temperament. They like to lurk underwater or in the mud to attack their prey.

But today, this group of dragon-headed crocodiles became the prey of an ambush. They were first attracted to the land by several bloody wild boars, and then were besieged by warriors.

Although these dragon-headed crocodiles have hard skin that is invulnerable to swords and guns, and sharp teeth that can bite through iron and stone.

But facing the siege of ten fourth- and fifth-level warriors, their thick skin and sharp teeth were of little use, and their heads were pierced one after another.

Struggling and dying miserably!

In just half a cup of tea, more than a dozen dragon-headed crocodiles were lying near the swamp.

Only a few managed to break out of the encirclement of the warriors, escaped back into the water, and never dared to show up again.

The warriors did not chase after it, but instead dissected the dragon-headed crocodile they had just killed as quickly as possible.

The skin and dorsal tendons of the dragon-headed crocodile are the most valuable. The former can be used to make protective gear and is also an excellent material for making talismans. Wuge Gongdetang has Taoist tasks to purchase it all year round.

Their back tendons are excellent materials for bowstrings and can also be used to make whip weapons.

It has a wide range of uses.

It was not the first time for these warriors to hunt dragon-headed crocodiles. They had a clear division of labor and skilled techniques, and they decomposed the dragon-headed crocodiles very quickly.

The peeled crocodile skin is tied into rolls using the extracted back tendons, and each person is responsible for carrying one or two rolls.

The leading fifth-level warrior looked up at the sky, waved his hand and said, "Let's go!"

call out!
As soon as he finished speaking, a flash of black light shot out at lightning speed and instantly pierced through the chest of a warrior next to him.

This fourth-rank warrior was completely unprepared until the black light penetrated his body, shot into the ground behind him and disappeared. He then lowered his head in shock.

When he looked at his left chest, he saw a hole bigger than a fist.

Bright red blood gushed out, instantly soaking his clothes.

"Uh…"

The warrior's spine seemed to be suddenly pulled out. All his strength was drained away in the blink of an eye, and he fell down powerlessly.

"Enemy attack!"

And just as his consciousness sank into the bottomless abyss, he heard the shrill howls of his companions.

One after another, deadly black rays shot out from the bushes hundreds of steps away, taking the lives of several warriors one after another and causing terrible casualties.

The warriors who were caught off guard, after paying a heavy price, launched a counterattack with great anger and grief.

They dropped the crocodile skins that had become a burden, dispersed as quickly as possible, and drew their weapons.

Outflank the attacker's location from different directions.

Everyone's blood was boiling and their faces were grim. Only by tearing the despicable enemy into pieces could they eliminate the hatred in their hearts!
"what!"

A warrior who had just approached the bushes suddenly screamed and fell backwards to the ground.

There was a bloody hole in his chest.

Even with the utmost precautions, the warrior still failed to dodge the deadly arrow shot by the attacker!

But his sacrifice also gave his companions a chance to fight back.

They rushed over one after another.

The next moment, a blade light suddenly appeared in the depths of the dark bushes!
Screams, wails, the clashing of weapons, the tearing sounds of blades cutting into flesh and bones...

The interweaving continued! After a while, all the movement disappeared.

Only the wind blew through the woods beside the swamp, making a low whimpering sound.

A figure stepped out of the bushes.

It was Zhang Yuan.

He held a Taowu knife in his hand, and a faint bloody aura lingered all over his body, as if he had just returned from hell!

oh~
With a low roar, a big cat jumped out from the side.

Gray-fanged lynx!

The ferocious beast licked its bloody front paws and then rubbed its furry head against Zhang Yuan's thigh.

Zhang Yuan smiled and rubbed it with his hand.

Then he gave all the source material he had just obtained from the salvation to this guy.

The current Gray-fang Lynx has evolved to level three and transformed into a high-level war beast.

Its body has expanded significantly, and its appearance has become more mighty and domineering. Its strength, agility, speed and even intelligence have all been comprehensively enhanced and improved, and it has awakened two innate abilities.

The Gray-fanged Lynx in its advanced war beast form has a combat capability close to that of a fifth-rank warrior.

In fact, it would have no problem fighting a fourth-level master alone - even if the latter was holding a weapon!
But Zhang Yuan was not satisfied.

He walked up to a warrior whom he had just shot and killed, stretched out his hand and grabbed him to pray for his soul.

What Zhang Yuan didn't expect was that the salvation of souls actually failed.

He had an idea and stepped on the opponent's right leg.

There was only a crisp "crack" sound, and the leg was broken by Zhang Yuan!
"what!"

The warrior lying on the ground woke up instantly from the severe pain, suddenly hunched over and sat up, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

The meteorite arrow had made a large hole in his left chest that went all the way through. Even though his upper body was soaked in blood, he was not dead yet.

It's really unbelievable!
"you you…"

The seriously injured warrior who was "playing dead" stared at Zhang Yuan and said in a hoarse voice: "You are Zhang Yuan!"

After understanding the enemy's identity and origin, he couldn't help but tremble all over, with a look of extreme fear, and tremblingly said: "Mercy, mercy..."

Before he could finish his words, there was a flash of a knife, and the warrior's head immediately flew into the sky.

The next moment, the head fell to the ground, face up.

There was still a look of disbelief in his angry eyes.

Zhang Yuan took back the Taowu Knife and said calmly, "I'm sorry."

The team of warriors that he had just wiped out belonged to the Qianjing Yang family's forces in the Wu Pavilion!

In fact, strictly speaking, only one of the ten people is a true member of the Yang family, that is, the leader of the team.

However, the Yang family also invested a lot of resources to organize such a team, making it a powerful tool for them to improve their Taoist skills.

The Yang family tried to kill Zhang Yuan again and again. As the saying goes, this is intolerable. Killing this team and cutting off one of the opponent's arms in the martial arts pavilion is his counterattack!
Within the gate of Shangjingtian Mountain, the Yang family could not do anything to Zhang Yuan, and Zhang Yuan could not do anything to the Yang family.

But when it comes to Mo Yuan, the sect's rules must give way to the laws of the jungle.

Whoever has the bigger fist and the sharper knife has the final say here!
Zhang Yuan has both red-eyed crows for aerial reconnaissance and gray-fanged lynxes for tracking on the ground.

As long as the people of the Yang family dare to enter this Grand Canyon, he has the ability to keep them here! (End of this chapter)