Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 38 Relics
The warrior in the late postnatal realm seemed to have sensed something and turned to look at Zhang Yuan.

In the darkness of the night, the two men were more than four meters apart, and they could both sense each other's gazes.

"call out--"

"call out--"

Under the suppression of crossbows on the river bank, many fleeing warriors on the boat were shot through the body and rolled into the water.

The post-natal realm warrior also stepped into the water, splashing a cloud of muddy yellow water.

escape?
Zhang Yuan's expression remained unchanged. He rushed out of the cabin, stepped out of the wooden boat in a few steps, and rushed into the water.

The soldiers of the Wuwei Yamen wore armor and carried weapons, which was equivalent to carrying dozens or hundreds of pounds of weight. It was difficult for them to walk into the water, let alone fight the enemy.

Zhang Yuan was not wearing armor and had a high level of cultivation, so he was not afraid of the enemy and rushed into the water to pursue.

As he entered the water, the dotted lines in front of his eyes reconstructed, and several pale red light beams appeared in front of him.

With light steps, his figure was like a swimming fish, and he instantly caught up with a light red beam of light.

Reaching out, he grabbed the ankle of the person in front of him.

"Click——"

After breaking the opponent's ankle, Zhang Yuan let go and let him fend for himself.

It is unlikely that a warrior with a broken ankle can survive in the water.

Zhang Yuan walked forward and reached out his hand when he saw the light red beam.

No matter whether the opponent turned around to slash or stab with a sword, or ran away desperately, he would reach out and break his arms or legs, and sometimes even break his neck.

After walking for a while, we reached the opposite bank of the river.

A figure in front stepped out of the river and ran towards the woods on the shore.

Zhang Yuan followed closely behind, moving neither fast nor slow, and not in a hurry to take action.

This person is familiar with the river and the mountains, and he must be the bandit on the Guangji River.

According to the mission information and the information given to him by Master Tao, there are not many bandits on the Guangji River who have reached the late stage of the acquired realm, and there are only two of them.

One is the chief of Gutang Village, a hundred miles upstream. He has the support of the government and is considered half bandit and half government spy.

The other one is Yang Yaozu, the leader of Guangyuan Village.

This village chief Yang came from a large family, but unfortunately his family fell into poverty. He was dissatisfied with his own and his family's fate, so he became a bandit in anger.

Zhang Yuan ran for more than ten miles with the warriors in front of him before he said loudly, "Master Yang, the warden of the Luyang Prefecture Wuwei Yamen wants to stay with you for a while."

In front, the running figure was shocked, paused, and turned to look at Zhang Yuan who was only three meters away.

Being able to follow him all the way here from the wooden boat, Zhang Yuan’s cultivation must be at least in the late stage of the acquired realm.

And since he dared to chase him, he must have enough confidence in his own ability to defeat Yang Yaozu.

"Sir, cultivation is not easy, and the journey is long. Could you please help me?"

Yang Yaozu held a knife in his hand and looked at Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan's expression remained unchanged as he walked forward slowly and said, "No."

No.

Yang Yaozu actually didn't expect Zhang Yuan to agree.

After chasing him for so long, how could she agree to let him go just like that?

Besides, Yang Yaozu is a master who has been famous in the martial arts world for more than ten years and has hundreds of followers. How could he really beg for mercy?

When Zhang Yuan spoke, he had already turned around and swung his long sword diagonally, slashing towards Zhang Yuan's arm.

He did not stab Zhang Yuan's body, but cut his arm, because officials usually wear armor for protection. If Zhang Yuan was wearing inner armor, this knife would be ineffective and he would lose the initiative.

At this time, a knife was used to cut Zhang Yuan's arm. If Zhang Yuan did not dodge, the knife would cut off his arm.

At the acquired realm, when the difference in strength and speed is not much, the chances of winning are naturally greater if you have a weapon in your hand.

He could only say that Zhang Yuan on the opposite side was too arrogant.

The blade shone with a cold light, resembling a stream of silver light in the moonlit night. The sound of wind whistling as it sliced ​​through the air was a testament to the swiftness and ferocity of the strike. With the blade in front of him, Zhang Yuan did not dodge as Yang Yaozu had expected.

Zhang Yuan stepped forward, lowered his left hand slightly, twisted his waist, and suddenly raised his right hand.

Turn around and drop elbows.

"when--"

Zhang Yuan's elbow knocked down the long sword that was slashing horizontally, and the blade trembled and almost broke.

This knife was better than the ones in the hands of the bandits on the wooden boat before. It was made of fine steel, and Zhang Yuan's strike didn't even break it.

The blade was not broken, but Yang Yaozu's palm holding the long knife was trembling, and there was a bloody wound on the tiger's mouth, stained with blood.

Zhang Yuan cracked his tiger's mouth with one blow!

Yang Yaozu drew his sword and retreated, his eyes full of fear.

He is also a master who has been in the martial arts world for many years. He has fought with others countless times, but no one has ever been able to defeat him so easily and neatly.

"Luyang Prefecture actually has a figure like you..." Dragging his sword back, Yang Yaozu's face looked solemn.

Zhang Yuan hit him hard in the mouth, instantly reducing his fighting power to half.

In fact, even if he was not injured, it can be seen from the previous attack that he is no match for Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan's casual attack showed his control over the fight, his precise grasp of the battle situation, and his mastery of his own martial arts skills.

This is a strong man who has honed his killing skills to the extreme!
"I told you to stay at the Wuwei Yamen in Luyang Prefecture for a while." Zhang Yuan's expression turned cold and fierce, and murderous intent slowly gathered in his eyes. "You shouldn't have attacked and killed the black-robed soldiers stationed on the wooden boat today."

Anyone who dares to kill government officials is challenging the government's authority.

Such behavior is already a serious crime.

Yang Yaozu looked solemn as he stepped back, holding the knife in his left hand and holding it horizontally in front of him.

"Believe it or not, the people from Guangyuan Village did not kill anyone."

"It was those monks who did it."

"We just lead the way for them and get some benefits."

As Yang Yaozu spoke, he took out a scroll wrapped in brown paper from his arms.

"The leading monk was very advanced. He offered me a Buddhist manual as a reward and asked me to bring people aboard."

A look of pain appeared on his face as he threw the book towards Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan reached out and grabbed the book, but did not stop.

This made Yang Yaozu look even more flustered.

"By the way, they found something in the ore pile on the ship, and I know what it is."

Zhang Yuan's footsteps finally stopped.

Yang Yaozu breathed a sigh of relief and said as he stepped back, "Relic, I heard them say privately that it was a relic."

Relics.

Among the Buddhist practitioners in Liangyuan Territory, the treasures left behind by the top masters after their death.

It is said that relics are of the same level as the golden elixir in the practice of immortality and the golden body and jade bones in the practice of martial arts.

Buddhist practice emphasizes the harmony of mind and body. The relics condense the thoughts of the strong, purify the soul, and temper the body.

However, even in the Liangyuan area, the relic is a vital treasure. Why would it appear in Daqin?
"Where are the relics?" Zhang Yuan looked at Yang Yaozu.

"After they found him, they sent him to Guangyuan Village. The leading monk stayed in Guangyuan Village and did not reach the riverbank."

Yang Yaozu pointed to the back, but his expression changed.

In the direction of Guangyuanzhai, flames shot up into the sky, illuminating half the sky!
An indescribable force suddenly spread from Zhang Yuan's body, and Yang Yaozu, who was several feet away, flew backwards uncontrollably.

He stared with wide eyes, watching Zhang Yuan take a step forward, his figure passing through the treetops in front of him, like an eagle, flying towards Guangyuan Village.

"Xiantian realm!"

(End of this chapter)