Golden Winged Dapeng

()Chapter 83 Flying Sword, Flying Sword

Seeing the sword's edge flying over the front door, feeling the cold air from the flying sword, Zhang Yunpeng's cold sweat flowed down.You must know that the head of this puppet's body is where his body is. If he is injured by this flying sword, he may be in danger.

"It's so dangerous!" Zhang Yunpeng let out a long breath. He was about to curse Ouyang Bufan who made the sudden attack, but there was another ear-piercing sound from behind his head.

"Not good!" Zhang Yunpeng quickly turned his head, but this time it was a bit late.The sharp sword brushed against the ear of the puppet's body, and cut off the ear of his puppet's body.

Ouyang Bufan withdrew the flying sword, looked at Zhang Yunpeng whose ears had been cut off by the flying sword, and sneered mockingly: "Sure enough, it's not human, come here! Take this flat-haired beast for me!"

It turned out that one of Zhang Yunpeng's ears was cut off at this time, but there was no trace of blood flowing from the wound, and his expression was also very calm, not at all painful like a person whose ears were cut off. They didn't even look at the ears that fell on the ground, but fixed their eyes on Ouyang Bufan who was looking smug.

The man in dark green clothes behind Ouyang Bufan heard his order, and quickly surrounded him, encircling Zhang Yunpeng.

Ouyang Bufan's few flat-haired beasts had already made Zhang Yunpeng very angry, now that so many people came to his door, how could Zhang Yunpeng hold back?

The main body circulated the spiritual power in the body silently, aiming at Ouyang Bufan and his group with sharp fine needles made of air. As long as Zhang Yunpeng thought, the indestructible wind needle could instantly pierce the hearts of these people .

But at this moment, Wang Yurou on the side was already covered with frost, and shouted angrily in a very cold and angry tone: "Enough! Stop it, old lady!"

Her hands turned into two streams of red smoke, and the smoke spread out to engulf the people surrounding Zhang Yunpeng. The red smoke turned into big hands and lifted them up, and then threw them towards the corner of the wall.

Ouyang Bufan and his group were all wearing dark green trench coats, and they were thrown into a pile in the corner like this, just like a pile of vegetables piled together, which is very funny.

When the smoke cleared, Wang Yurou's hands turned back to normal, her beautiful face looked gloomy at Ouyang Bufan who was also gloomy, and said coldly: "Ouyang Bufan, have you forgotten the injury you suffered last time? Dare to be presumptuous here?"

The corners of Ouyang Bufan's eyes twitched, and he touched his chest with his left hand. There was a hideous scar there. This wound almost killed him at the beginning, if it wasn't for the fact that his master used a very precious elixir to cover it His own life, he has already turned into a pile of loess.And the person who caused this wound was Wang Yurou who was looking at him with a sullen face in front of him.

"Sister Yurou is really powerful, but I'm not afraid of you today, we came here on the order of the Dragon King to arrest these two people, if you don't want to be an enemy of the entire dragon group, sister Yurou, you better not stop it! "Ouyang Bufan took out a square token of pure gold from his arms and said proudly.

Seeing the token, Wang Yurou's expression changed, and she exclaimed, "Nine Dragon Order! You even used this thing, who the hell is this kid?" She looked at the back with a puzzled look, expressionless. Their Zhang Yunpeng.

"What? Sister Yurou, are you still planning to intervene?" Ouyang Bufan put away the Nine Dragon Order, and said with an even more smug expression.

But his expression suddenly changed, and he quickly made a magic move, and the flying sword behind his back shot out again and spun like a windmill in front of him.Then there was only the clear and crisp sound of "Ding Ding Ding...", countless transparent thin needles flew towards Ouyang Bufan, but they were blocked by the flying sword hovering in front of him at high speed.

This time the attack was sent by Zhang Yunpeng. During the time when Ouyang Bufan was talking with Wang Yurou just now, he had gathered thousands of wind needles, and now he shot at the other party while the other party was not paying attention.However, he never expected that his sneak attack would be noticed by the opponent, and he easily resisted it.

But Zhang Yunpeng was not discouraged, the spiritual power in his body was running again, this time he wanted to kill this annoying Ouyang Bufan in one fell swoop.

Ouyang Bufan, who was controlling the flying sword to block the wind needle, suddenly felt that the air around him was emptied, and he suddenly felt difficult to breathe, his whole face was flushed, but he wanted to shout but couldn't.

However, his reaction was quick, and he immediately guessed that it was the other party's hands and feet, so he immediately held his breath, and the spiritual energy in his body was circulating, and the feeling of suffocation was slightly better.

But no matter how high his cultivation base is, if he does not reach the Nascent Soul stage, it is impossible to stop breathing completely.Even if relying on the spiritual energy to forcefully support it, but when the spiritual energy is exhausted eventually, if the vacuum state is not lifted as soon as possible, he may be suffocated to death.

Having made up his mind, Ouyang Bufan stared at Zhang Yunpeng, who was standing not far away with an expressionless face, with his eyes reddened by lack of oxygen.Then he flipped his hands quickly, and a small yellow piece of paper appeared in his fingers, and the little yellow piece of paper burned quickly in a vacuum state when he was urged by his spiritual power, and then A faint light curtain wrapped around Ouyang Bufan's body, protecting him inside.

Zhang Yunpeng was also shocked when he saw this scene. If he was not mistaken, the small yellow piece of paper taken out by the other party was a magic talisman engraved with defensive spells.

"Flying sword, magic talisman, it seems that this group of people are indeed monks. I didn't expect that there are monks in this dragon group. This time is really troublesome!" Zhang Yunpeng thought in his heart.

And here, Ouyang Bufan had just activated the magic talisman, and he pinched the spell again. The dark green flying sword hovering in front of him trembled suddenly, pointing to Zhang Yunpeng's direction and stopped, and then following Ouyang Bufan's finger, the flying sword Then it turned into a dark green brilliance and shot towards Zhang Yunpeng quickly.

This attack came very fast, even though Zhang Yunpeng had been prepared, but the puppet's body was still bound by Ye Xiaolan's rattan, and it was too late to dodge if he wanted to dodge, so he had no choice but to control the puppet in front of him. The air was compressed into a thick giant shield, trying to block the flying swords from flying.

Soon Feijian was shot on the giant shield made of compressed air in front of Zhang Yunpeng, but Feijian only froze slightly, and then penetrated the giant shield like a broken bamboo and continued to shoot towards Zhang Yunpeng.

However, this stagnation bought Zhang Yunpeng a lot of time. The head on the puppet's body suddenly split open, and a golden bird flew out of the head at high speed.

Although Zhang Yunpeng escaped the blow of the flying sword at this time, he was extremely depressed in his heart. He thought with grief and indignation: "Why is it that every time I use this human body, it will be destroyed quickly? Is it true? Do you want me to be a bird all my life?"