The storyteller who walks the rivers and lakes

Chapter 263

The middle-aged warrior led all his juniors and watched Lu Fei and the others leave here all the way.

Although he didn't dare to really provoke each other, he was also very curious about how the five of them gathered here, so after Lu Fei and the others disappeared, the middle-aged warriors took the lead in heading for the blood dragon's body.

What they don't know is that behind them, there is also a dark shadow following secretly.

"Look, brother! What is this?"

Looking at the huge corpse that had been half soaked in blood on the ground, the young man with long sword immediately said in shock.

Seeing this, the middle-aged warrior stared at him, and said in a deep voice with surprise: "This is... a fierce beast!"

"Looking at its appearance, it should be a fierce beast like a dragon. I didn't expect there to be such a fierce beast here!"

After hearing the words of the middle-aged warrior, a group of brothers and sisters immediately looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Flood Dragon?"

They have just heard the name of this thing, as for the real face, they have never seen it.

After all, in the land of Shenzhou, the human race is respected, especially after so many years of imperial development, in the entire rivers and lakes, except for some wild places, there are very few shadows of fierce beasts.

Often many of them would be killed by warriors as soon as they showed up, which has also led to the fact that there are really few people in the Jianghu who have really seen the true colors of ferocious beasts.

"It's a pity that such a rare thing ended up like this in the end." The middle-aged warrior shook his head and sighed.

Seeing this, the young man with long sword said again: "Didn't senior brother say that this beast is full of treasures? Then why don't we take this corpse back?"

The middle-aged warrior shook his head silently, and said: "The scales and claws of this dragon's body have been ripped off, and the rest are just worthless things."

The long sword warrior didn't feel anything, and said: "Isn't there still dragon meat? This is also a good thing. It is said that eating this food can enhance physical strength, vitality and blood. Although it is useless to us, it can be taken back to the sect as a new disciple. The rewards are good too."

Middle-aged people think that this is not bad.

Although they can't use it, there are still disciples underneath.

This dragon meat is a very rare tonic for acquired warriors.

Thinking about it, the middle-aged man said directly: "In this case, let's do it. Don't bother with the dragon meat, just check if the dragon tendons are still there. If there are any, it would be very good to take them back to make a whip. And the dragon bones... ..."

Compared with Lu Fei and the others, it is obvious that the middle-aged warriors are more careful in their line of work, and they are not going to let the whole dragon corpse go.

But just as many of their senior brothers jumped down and were about to make a move, a gloomy voice suddenly came.

"Hehehe, you guys are greedy, it's not good for you to ruin such a fine dragon corpse like this!"

When the voice came, everyone below was shocked instantly.

The middle-aged martial artist didn't even think about it, so he returned his palm and slapped in the direction of the sound.

"Hide your head and show your tail, get out of here!"

boom!
The majestic palm force exploded, and the scattered Gang Qi directly shattered the surrounding ground again.

As a martial artist in the half-step Yuanshen realm, even though it was a slap in a hurry, the middle-aged warrior was also confident, and even a warrior in the innate god-hidden realm would not dare to take his palm lightly.

But the black shadow on the opposite side, in the face of his majestic palm force, did not move at all, and received his attack with his body...

It's just courting death!

This is the only thought in the heart of the middle-aged warrior.

but……

"This is impossible!"

The scene in front of him made it hard for him to accept.

The other party actually met his palm force with flesh and blood steadily, and it was not damaged at all!

"Hey, why, does this scare you?"

The voice came again.

The sinister tone made the middle-aged warrior's heart tremble slightly.

"Who is your Excellency? In Xialuozhou Kunyang Zongmu Haoyang, dare to ask the name of the senior?"

There was a slight silence in the field, and then the black figure slowly walked over.

At this time, Mu Haoyang discovered that the person who came was actually wrapped in a black robe, and there was a strange wave of death all over his body, which gave people an indescribably strange feeling.

"Kunyangzong? Never heard of it..."

These words made Mu Haoyang furious.

Luozhou Kunyangzong, although dare not say what kind of first-class sect it is, but there are several masters in the state of concentration in the sect, how can he bear such a contemptuous tone of the other party.

But thinking of the other party's strange ability just now, he was able to resist his own attack with his body, obviously the other party is not easy to provoke, so after weighing it, Mu Haoyang still chose to calm down.

"My friend, you and I came to this relic space just to hunt for treasures. Why don't we share the dragon corpses below, how about we share them equally?"

Although these words will make people feel that Mu Haoyang is a bit timid, but the opponent's strength is there. If he conflicts with the opponent just because of this incomplete dragon corpse, Mu Haoyang also feels a little worthless, so There is no need for extravagance.

"Hey, split evenly? It's up to you?"

The gloomy voice sounded again.

"Wouldn't it be a pity to let you trash get such a treasure?"

Mu Haoyang's expression changed, and he said coldly, "What do you mean? Do you still want to snatch it?"

Although the opponent's strength is good, Mu Haoyang can't see through it, but the limitation of this space has already determined that the opponent's strength can only be innate. I feel like I'm going to lose.

The black-robed man still didn't move at all, just stood there stiffly, and the gloomy voice appeared again: "No, no, how can you say rob... It's borrowed!"

"However, what I want to borrow is not a dragon corpse, but your face...!!!"

Before the words fell, Mu Haoyang on the opposite side had already noticed something was wrong.

But before he could react, the black-robed man, who was originally 30 meters away from him, appeared in front of his eyes in the blink of an eye...

"what?!!"

This scene shocked Mu Haoyang, and the true energy in his body gushed out from the [-] large holes in his body in an instant, forming a one-foot-long Gang Qi wall around his body, protecting his whole body. inside.

But it's all in vain...

puff!

A muffled sound.

Then Mu Haoyang lowered his head in astonishment, and saw a pitch-black hand wrapped with black cloth strips, which had passed through the thick wall of Gang Qi, passed through his chest, and directly grabbed his still beating heart...

what! ! !
A shrill scream stunned the rest of the Kunyang Sect's disciples.

Only the ghostly black-robed man whispered like a devil: "Hehehe, it seems that you agree... Then this face is mine..."

The voice fell, and his other hand directly covered Mu Haoyang's face, and then a strange black mist lingered, and the whole face was torn off Mu Haoyang's face...

(End of this chapter)