Zhang Yang and Wu Yu started a resting journey again. Zhang Yang left and right, making a mark on the stone wall, and then dazed and pondered for more than ten minutes. [】
Wu Yu talked the most, grabbed Zhang Yang's palm, and sometimes he was dazed and showed an innocent smile. She didn't care about anything, and knocked Zhang Yang's head from time to time.
In the words of the little girl, she will get broken by using her brain. You should exercise regularly and beat more. When you get beaten, Zhang Yang accepted the "great honor" of being beaten very much.
Zhang Yang led the little girl and held her slippery little hand, feeling very safe and was happy to be knocked. While looking for a way, he felt the surrounding situation.
In this way, the two walked for another five or six hours. When Zhang Yang arrived at the two-star master who was poisoned by his secret hand, he put away his body and then walked forward.
Since it was the enemy, Zhang Yang would not let it go, and he was not as soft-hearted as he had ever come. The three-month test of killing the deserted island made him realize many things. At least he would not let the enemy go.
Will do it again.
The two of them got more poisons, including Wu Yu's hand flames, which were not high-level three or four-star poisons, which would not put absolute pressure on both of them.
Calculating the time, Zhang Yang and the others entered the cave for more than ten hours. According to the external time period, it was night.
While following Zhang Yang's step forward, Wu Yu yelled and said with a flushed cheek: "Idiot, I'm sleepy. Why don't we practice here for a few hours and slowly calm down."
Zhang Yang felt that poisons were circulating in many directions of the passage, and the dangerous aura was extremely strong. He quickly leaned over, reached out and picked up Wu Yu, and smiled and said, "It's not suitable for cultivation here. Sleep in my arms."
Zhang Yang was strong in body, and Wu Yu was very light and very stable in his arms. He was often hugged by Zhang Yang, and Wu Yu got used to it. She couldn't help but slam her anger again and reached out to wrap her hand around Zhang Yang's neck.
Xiaohu's teeth showed and smiled and said, "If you drop me, I will beat you into a pig's head. Don't be too bumpy, don't disturb me casually, don't grab me randomly, don't mess up my hair."
Zhang Yang said: "Okay! Listen to you, you can sleep with peace of mind!"
"Yeah!" Wu Yu kissed Zhang Yang's cheek, squeezed his little head in his arms, his eyes closed, and he began to sleep.
"With such a good girl accompanying you, you can definitely pass this test, and it will be a happy one." Zhang Yang was happy, showed a sweet smile, and walked forward.
This time, Zhang Yang walked very slowly. When he saw the poisonous passage, he took a detour. After about an hour of walking, Wu Yu was already asleep.
With Wu Yu's pink face down, Zhang Yang smiled and walked forward with the faint blue light.
After walking about a hundred meters again, Zhang Yang's heart suddenly jumped. He felt someone fighting a hundred meters away from another passage. Moreover, there were quite a few people, about fifty, and there were eight masters.
Zhang Yang did not smell the bloody smell, which means the battle had just begun or was not intense.
A layer of Yuan Energy Shield spread throughout his body, protecting Wu Yu, covering up his breath. When he lowered his head, a trace of crystal saliva seemed to be overflowing from the corners of his mouth, and Zhang Yang couldn't bear to disturb him.
"Forget it, stay here for a while, the little girl wakes up and joins the battle group." Zhang Yang neither seemed to leave nor wanted to disturb Wu Yu, so he had to lean on the stone wall, and there was no way to lead to that passage, but
Waiting in place, but his feelings have not relaxed, and have improved to the strongest sensitivity.
About half an hour later, Wu Yu slowly opened his eyes and said in a daze: "You are a good bodyguard. As a reward, I'll sleep for a while."
Just as he was about to take a look, Wu Yu's ears moved slightly, and he felt the battle in the distance, and he woke up in an instant: "Someone is fighting!"
Zhang Yang said: "Let them fight first, we will reap the power of the fisherman. The smell of blood is not strong, which means that those people are not fighting very fiercely."
"You are really a robber! You haven't come out. You have great potential to be a bad guy and have room for development." Wu Yu said with his eyes narrowed.
Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Of course. Ten people died over there, and the battle became even more intense. I feel that these people are fighting for things, otherwise they would not have fought so hard."
"You need to say, stupid! The leader said that we will survive in the maze for twenty days, not twenty days. There is no benefit. Who would fight for the sake of the reason? You think they are all like you! Because someone else takes action with just one word." Wu
Yu looked like he was so angry that he couldn't make him strong.
But her heart is very sweet. Almost all Zhang Yang fights for other people's words because of her. Of course she has a little joy.
Suddenly, someone appeared on the scene again, and the number of dead people was urgent!
Zhang Yang whispered: "Well, two more people appeared, and the living body was like flames. This battle is even more interesting. I haven't encountered such a good thing for a long time. I really hope it is a treasure, otherwise
I'm sorry I've been waiting for so long."
Wu Yu whispered: "I'm so nostalgic when doing bad things. Let me go a few steps forward. What kind of treasure is it?"
Zhang Yang stared at Wu Yu's pink cheeks, showing a fascinated look. He couldn't help but kiss Wu Yu's cheek, and then gently put the latter down.
Wu Yu stretched out his fair and slender fingers and wiped his cheeks, muttering dissatisfiedly: "Bully."
Zhang Yang said happily: "Let's go! Almost dead, only more than twenty people are left, and there are ten grandmasters."
"Um!"
Zhang Yang is in front and Wu Yu is in back. The two of them are around the corner, and the passage is empty and there is no fighting figure!
"What's going on? I clearly feel the living body." Zhang Yang said in confusion and walked forward lightly.
Wu Yu also took a whisper and walked quietly. She knew that Zhang Yang was sensitive to life bodies, almost surpassing the senses such as eyes and ears.
After walking for more than fifty meters, Zhang Yang remembered the sound of speaking, and he went to the stone wall to the right. But he saw a stone door more than two meters high embedded on the stone wall, and the tiny gaps around him shine out of light.
Wu Yu said: "Here, let's listen to his conversation first."
"good!"
The two listened with their ears.
"Yi Feng, Yi Lin. Our captain Wu Yiliang will arrive soon. You two will collect ten Yuanling stones with the word "kill". Isn't it a bit too domineering?"
"What are you? Wu Yiliang is here, we will still collect ten pieces. It's already very good to give you one. Well, this one is not needed, and you can't escape today."
"Brother is right. If you want me to kill them all, you must have good things on these people, and we will take them all."
"Ding thud..." Zhang Yang heard the direction of his footsteps, which was the sound of the crowd gathering.
"Yilin, you have to think that in such a place, it is better to have one more friend than an enemy. We are not acquainted with each other. If we make friends, these eleven Yuan Lingshi are considered as a meeting gift."
"Hehe... my elder brother and I not only want the Yuanling Stone, but also your lives."
“Table tennis!”
Zhang Yang whispered: "The fight started again! Let's rush in and get a share of the pie."
Wu Yu said in confusion: "How to divide it?"
"You'll know when you go in." After that, Zhang Yang pushed the right side of the stone door with force.
"Click! Click!"
The Shimenyang seemed to have a shaft, and it turned on the spot, and Zhang Yang made an opening that was accommodated by one person.
Zhang Yang and Wu Yu were very quick in their body movements. As soon as they opened their mouths, they rushed in, and Zhang Yangqing was in the situation around him.
This is a spacious stone room that accommodates hundreds of people without being crowded. There are candles placed around it, and the candlelight shines on people, much brighter than the luminous beads.
The two sides of the confrontation are six one-star masters and two two-star masters on one side, while the other side is a three-star master and the other is a four-star master.
The two on the other side are Yi Feng and Yi Lin, who are very strong and are not afraid of Yun Tianming. They are both wearing red clothes and holding fiery red swords in their hands, and they look very similar.
Yi Feng is relatively big, in his early twenties, and is in the four-star master. Yi Lin is smaller, about eighteen, and is in the three-star master.
Before entering the cave, Wu Yu pointed at the special martial arts body of the two with rich flames, and they had once revealed murderous aura to Zhang Yang and the others.
"Who?" both sides of the confrontation shouted at the same time.
Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Who are here to divide things, don't you have eleven Yuan Lingshi? I want three."
Yi Lin's eyebrows were full of arrogant expressions, and he raised his sword to point at Zhang Yang and said, "You are a peak martial artist. It's good to have the courage to come in. You still want to divide things. What capital do you have?"
The eight masters on the other side frowned and said nothing.
"There is a lot of capital, I'm so ugly." Zhang Yang smiled, his right leg highlighted the black Yuan energy, and his right foot suddenly stepped on the ground with force.
"Bang!"
Zhang Yang stepped on a footprint of more than half a foot deep on the stone floor.
Zhang Yang slowly stretched out his right foot and said calmly: "Is this considered capital? If it is not enough, any of you can come out and try it out. I'm just here to divide things and don't want to kill anyone, give it to me."
I will leave immediately with three Yuanling stones and will not disturb you in the battle.”
A ball of roaring flames rose under Yi Lin's feet, and he stepped on the ground with one foot, forming the same deep footprint as Zhang Yang. However, he burned the footprints by burning the flames, but his strength was too much worse than Zhang Yang.
After stepping on a footprint, Yi Lin suddenly became murderous and pointed at Zhang Yang with a sword, saying, "It's just a footprint. You want to get something for nothing, it's impossible. Come on, I should let you know the consequences of angering the Grandmaster."
After talking, Yi Lin rushed straight towards Zhang Yang.
Wu Yu and some people took the initiative to retreat and let the venue open for the two of them.
"Sword Silk Chop Ridge Skill!"
With Yi Lin's cold voice, he jumped up, and the long sword in his hand wrapped a ball of red flames, which was two meters long, like a giant flame sword. A momentum of opening up mountains and slashing the ridges leisurely, slashing directly at Zhang.
Positive.
Tiger teeth cut!
Zhang Yang appeared in the battle axe with a black flame, and a row of black tiger teeth formed from the axe blade, lifted upwards, like a tiger opening its mouth and swallowing it towards the fire sword.
"boom!"
The two sides collided with flames, and the axes and swords fought each other, and the color changed at the same time!
Zhang Yang changed color because the other party actually had three levels of dark power, and the sword energy was magnificent, like a mountain-sliding sword. It also contained a sharp fire thread wrapped around his neck, and his sword was murderous and insidious!
Yi Lin changed color because Zhang Yang actually had four levels of dark power, one more than him. The most terrifying thing was Zhang Yang's great strength. Even Zhan Ling, who was more confident, hit back! A fight was aroused and fighting spirit.