In The Beginning, I Can Overdraw My Life

"Finally we've caught up. The situation is really not optimistic."

"I can't help it. It's too crowded just after the New Year. I think they should have done it. I may not be able to pull off the punch and posture when I just entered the park."

A gust of wind blew by, and the little devil's fist hit Baisheng's head three inches to the left without hesitation, and the stone tiles on the ground were shattered.

The little devil heard people talking and looked around.

"Hey! Stop looking! Your grandpa and I are here!"

As the little devil looked up, he saw two people standing on the flower bed not far away. A man wearing a gray cotton-padded jacket with white half-sleeves was pointing at the little devil and shouting.

There was another one standing there, with a graceful demeanor and the breeze gently blowing across his forehead. He was wearing a brown coat, with a tall and slender figure, a handsome face, and anger in his clear eyes. The sword in his hand was extremely exquisite, but looking at it carefully made it dazzling and unable to concentrate. At this time, the sword was stretched out half an inch.

"Hey, look here. If these things hadn't roared twice just now, this huge park would be really easy for me to find." Zhang Yuan jumped down from the tree and landed firmly on the ground.

"Hey, let me tell you, can you stop focusing all your skill points on hardware next time? Upgrade the software anyway. You said you should be quick, take care of everyone, and then run away. Who among us can stop you? You have to stay here!"

At this time, Zhang Yuan didn't look listless at school at all. He didn't use any curse words but insulted the little devil in all directions.

The little devil standing opposite was confused. Although he didn't know what the guy in front of him was talking about. But judging from the actions he made at that time and the expression on his face when he told it, it was definitely not a good word.

Seeing the angry little devil rushing towards him, Zhang Yuan chuckled.

"It's finally here. I thought you were so tolerant, causing me to waste so much time."

The two fists collided, followed by a muffled sound. Zhang Yuan's whole body just moved back dozens of centimeters out of thin air. Zhang Yuan's eyes widened and he took half a step back and threw his left hand back before he could barely relieve the force.

The little devil stared at Zhang Yuan with provocative eyes, as if to say, this is it!

Zhang Yuan saw the moment when the little devil relaxed his vigilance, took a half step forward, rounded his arms and punched him like a pendulum.

This punch hit the little devil's head impartially, and the whole head twisted in a strange way. Although he successfully knocked back the little devil half a step, the little devil straightened his head with a smile. He even raised his fingers in an insulting manner.

"This guy is so vicious." Seeing this situation, Zhang Yuan had no choice but to sigh.

When the little demon saw that the other party stood there for a long time without moving, he stepped back and rushed towards Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan dodged a straight punch, held down the little devil's shoulder with his backhand, and with the help of the little devil's power, smashed the little devil's whole body into the ground.

Then Zhang Yuan stepped hard, and this foot directly broke the little devil's spine. Even though the little devil's powerful recovery ability was stepped on like this, he felt pain.

The little devil turned into liquid under Zhang Yuan's feet. When Zhang Yuan was stunned by such an evil sight, the liquid jumped high and was about to wrap Zhang Yuan's whole body.

Hum! ! !

The menacing liquid in front of Zhang Yuan suddenly stopped. Lu Yu rushed to Zhang Yuan and raised his second sword to quickly cut off the black mucus under Lu Yu's feet, pulling Zhang Yuan away from the little devil's circle. come out.

As soon as Zhang Yuan walked out of the black liquid, he moved again, swallowing up the place where Zhang Yuan was just now.

"How is it?" Lu Yu asked.

"I'll go, this thing is too fierce, why don't we call someone and let's run away?" Zhang Yuan shook the arm that he had just punched.

Lu Yu looked at Zhang Yuan helplessly. This guy was never serious.

"Hey, you don't have any humor at all. It's boring."

"We are both at the Yellow level. This thing has no skills and is just brute force! It can be called an upper level in terms of both speed and strength. The mist defense coupled with his abnormal recovery ability can't be beaten at all. It can't be beaten." Zhang Yuan cleared his throat and expressed his analysis.

"Where's the weakness?"

"If I want to know his weakness, shouldn't I just kill him? I'm a human being, not an analyzer! But when I think about it after leaving the battlefield, it's really strange just now. This guy's reaction attribute is sometimes sensitive and sometimes not. And this It’s so uncomfortable to plant things and hit them!”

"Well, they posted about the situation here in the group before, but the monster that appeared does not belong to any of them. They should have carried out some kind of devouring fusion. As for what you said about being sensitive for a while and not sensitive for a while. It collided with the immortal attribute." Lu Yu took out his cell phone and analyzed.

"The immortality of this thing is a bit troublesome. It must be solved with one move. Are you coming?" Although Zhang Yuan said this to Lu Yu, his eyes were always staring at the sword in Lu Yu's hand.

"You have already planned it." Lu Yu clearly noticed Zhang Yuan's ulterior motives at this moment.

"Hahaha, what do you mean by premeditation? Can you speak more nicely?"

"After all, your sword hasn't been completely unsheathed for more than 20 years, right? I heard from my master that since the Kunlun War more than 20 years ago, this long-dusted sword became famous with one sword, cutting down one of the greatest disasters in the world at that time. One arm of the devil simply destroyed its immortal body. Otherwise, the current Kunlun Mountains would have changed hands."

Zhang Yuan recalled that when his Grand Master told him this story when he was a child, he made a fuss for a whole week about changing his sword practice. In the end, the farce ended because the Grand Master took him back and gave him a beating. But now he is okay It is easy to have the opportunity to see the legendary sword with your own eyes. This is equivalent to a person who has watched "Journey to the West" since childhood. One day when he went out to play, he actually found Sun Wukong at the bottom of the mountain.

"Why don't you come?" Lu Yu interrupted Zhang Yuan. Zhang Yuan stared at the sword and almost drooled.

"Brother! This thing has suppressed my skills from head to toe. If he followed some common sense of physics, he would be killed by me right now."

"Okay, okay, I'll do it. I'll do it." Lu Yu looked at Zhang Yuan whose guard was broken by his words and thought for a moment before finally deciding to fulfill his little wish.

"ten minutes."

"What ten minutes?"

"I have to accumulate strength for ten minutes." Lu Yu put his hand on the hilt of his sword.

"Brother, you are not mistaken. I am not allowed to be killed by that thing for ten minutes?"

"That's right, and I can't guarantee that this sword will be struck in ten minutes. If you think it's dangerous, then the two of us will hold him back and wait for support, but he is more likely to kill us both during the time of support." Lu Yu's expressions were calm, as if they were not discussing their life or death.

"That's it, they are still waiting for me."

Following Zhang Yuan's gaze, the little devil had reshaped his body and was sitting on the steps waiting for them in boredom.