Lonely Immortal

With a whoosh, Zhang Zhiwen felt a flash in front of his eyes, as if something flashed by, and then he saw a man standing thirty feet in front of him.

The man was dressed in white, about forty years old, with a face like a jade plate, and a handsome face like Pan An. He had a bun with soft silver hair. He was tall and well-proportioned, carrying a long sword on his back, with an extraordinary temperament. He was wearing black shoes with gold threads on his feet, standing leisurely, and looked like an immortal in the painting.

But Zhang Zhiwen couldn't help holding his breath, and his heart was chilled, because he had discovered that the feeling of being stared at came from this man.

At this moment, the man folded his hands in front of him, looking at Zhang Zhiwen with interest, and his narrow phoenix eyes were full of teasing.

Being stared at by the man, Zhang Zhiwen felt that all the hairs on his body stood up, as if he was stared at by a poisonous snake. He was tense all over, and all his spiritual power was running, ready to attack at any time.

At this time, the man finally spoke: "Why don't you run away?"

The man's voice was gentle and magnetic, making people feel like being bathed in spring breeze, but when it reached Zhang Zhiwen's ears, it was as uncomfortable as being pricked by an ice needle. He really couldn't understand why this man, who looked and sounded so perfect, gave him such a huge threat and oppression.

Therefore, Zhang Zhiwen didn't say anything. He wouldn't be stupid enough to ask for some answers he wanted to know, because the other party came thousands of miles to chase him and kill him, not to tell him the answer. Another thing is that this man was a sixth-level Qi Refining cultivator, which was far beyond Zhang Zhiwen. Zhang Zhiwen had to go all out to deal with it. If he was not careful, he would definitely die on the spot.

Seeing that Zhang Zhiwen didn't say anything, the man didn't seem to be angry, but smiled. This smile was like the earth coming back to spring and the long drought meeting dew.

Even Zhang Zhiwen had to admit that this man was really handsome. Any of his actions were enough to confuse people's minds. If any woman saw him, I'm afraid she would be fascinated in an instant!

However, in Zhang Zhiwen's eyes, the other party was still a poisonous snake. He even felt that the man could not contain the venom in his heart, especially his phoenix eyes.

At this time, the man looked around and then said casually: "Well, I will give you a chance. You keep running forward. I will give you a cup of tea... no, a stick of incense. If you escape, I will let you go. What do you think?"

Zhang Zhiwen ran away without hesitation.

The man obviously did not expect Zhang Zhiwen to be so decisive. He was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Hahaha... Interesting! Interesting..."

But Zhang Zhiwen could not care about anything else. Most people would definitely doubt whether the other party was joking, but Zhang Zhiwen didn't care. Whether it was a joke or not, didn't he have to run away? He had been wandering outside for many years, and it was not that he had not been chased by wild dogs. Those wild dogs were targeting him. When would they give up? As for what the wild dogs were barking about, did he need to care?

Regardless of whether the other party was joking or arrogant, Zhang Zhiwen only knew one thing, that he was only a hundred miles away from Feixian City. As long as he ran to Feixian City, he would be barely safe. Before that, nothing counted and no one would care about anything.

In this way, Zhang Zhiwen used his last strength. The spiritual power in his body was not enough to keep him running at high speed, but his body was still good. After practicing the Changsheng Sutra, he was strong and ran like a gust of wind. If the hundred miles were in the mountains and forests, he would not be much faster, but here was a Gobi desert with a vast plain, so he naturally ran very fast.

At this moment, Zhang Zhiwen could run at least a hundred miles in an hour without any problem. He was simply running fast. The man seemed to keep his promise and did not catch up with him. He just let Zhang Zhiwen run away.

Soon, after an incense stick of time, Zhang Zhiwen had run nearly twenty miles, and the man had disappeared long ago.

But Zhang Zhiwen did not relax his vigilance at all. He took out the map and looked at it. He saw that the light spot on the map was still motionless, but the next moment, the light spot moved and chased him at an incredible speed.

Finally, the other party caught up with him. Zhang Zhiwen could only muster up all his strength and continue to run wildly.

But before long, Zhang Zhiwen's eyes blurred again, and the man appeared thirty feet away in front of him, just like when he stopped Zhang Zhiwen for the first time. He still had his hands clasped in front of him, looking calm and relaxed, and then looked at Zhang Zhiwen jokingly.

Zhang Zhiwen was panting heavily. He ran at full speed on this road, without running his spiritual power, relying entirely on the strength of his body. Even though he was strong, he was quite weak. However, Zhang Zhiwen saw something this time. When the man came over, a wisp of breeze rose from his feet. It was this strange spell that made the man faster than ghosts. This seemed to be similar to the effect of the wind-controlling talisman.

Zhang Zhiwen knew what the Wind Control Talisman was. The Wind Control Talisman released a wind control technique to wrap the user up, and then used the power of the wind control to run quickly, but this obviously consumed a lot of spiritual power. The opponent was just stepping on the wind control technique, so the spiritual power consumed by the wind control technique must be greatly reduced, and it was flexible and changeable, so the speed was naturally faster.

At this moment, Zhang Zhiwen still had the Wind Control Talisman on his body, but the Wind Control Talisman no longer had enough spiritual power to drive it. Otherwise, he could also use the Wind Control Talisman to continue to escape, but now that he saw the man's strange spell, he naturally had some ideas.

But the man spoke again at this time.

"Do you know why I want to kill you?" The man narrowed his eyes slightly, but could not hide the sinister aura.

Zhang Zhiwen didn't say anything because he knew that there was no need to talk nonsense when dealing with a vicious wild dog. If he could beat him, he would fight. If he couldn't, he would run away.

Seeing that Zhang Zhiwen remained silent and didn't seem to care, the man said with great interest: "Actually, I don't like killing people. I just like the feeling of killing and being killed. Why do you think Sun Yuanshan is like that?" What about short life? Oh... By the way, I understand. He is my brother from the same mother. I am destined to be so rich. , How can he live a long life? Hahaha... That must be the case, but having said that, I have always loved him very much, but he is always causing trouble, which makes me lose my face. I can't help scolding him. After two sentences, he was not convinced and actually killed me, hahaha... Guess, is it really that easy for me to die? "

The man said a lot in one breath. Zhang Zhiwen was secretly surprised when he heard the words. When this man said these words, the resentment revealed in his bones could be strongly felt from thirty feet away.

"I am an immortal body. Didn't I personally teach him all his tricks? Hey, it's just a pity. I planned to play with him for decades more, but I didn't know that he was actually dead. Now, I Are you really alone?"

The man seemed very sorry and lonely, but Zhang Zhiwen felt even colder in his heart. What kind of family did this man belong to? Since Sun Yuanshan was his younger brother, why did he kill him again? And after he was killed, did he go to seize his body? No wonder this man is so handsome. Is this just his body after taking away his body?

Sun Yuanshan, that is, his younger brother killed him, and he turned around and killed Sun Yuanshan after seizing the body. Then Sun Yuanshan ran to seize the body, and then hid. Is this basically the meaning?

Of course, Zhang Zhiwen would not just listen to the superficial words of the other party, but he could still speculate on the general situation. But the question was, what did their fratricide have to do with Zhang Zhiwen? Why did the man have to kill him?

"I am now alone. Isn't it pitiful? And why am I so pitiful?"

The man looked away and looked at Zhang Zhiwen, hatred gradually rising in his eyes, and then he pointed at Zhang Zhiwen, "It's you!"

"That's you!"

"You killed my brother and made me lose my life. Can you kill my brother? Only I can kill him!"

"Yuanshan was so well-behaved! It was all you worldly evildoers who led him astray!"

"These worldly evil people are just evil ghosts wearing human skin. How are they different from me?"

"I must pluck out the skins of you people!"

"Come and accept your fate!"

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The man went crazy and finally took action.

As soon as he took action, there were hundreds of black water swords. The water swords suddenly swelled to the length of a foot. The cold air was overwhelming and murderous intent shot toward Zhang Zhiwen crazily.

Faced with such a powerful spell, it was almost difficult for Zhang Zhiwen to dodge. It was impossible for him to be faster than the water sword. And the opponent's sixth-level cultivation level of Qi Refining was able to throw hundreds of water swords in one shot. This power was unbelievable compared to the old man. How much bigger, and it almost blocked all Zhang Zhiwen's escape routes. The man really killed people when he said he wanted to.

Zhang Zhiwen had no choice but to fight. He forced out all the little spiritual power in his body, released a water shield technique, and at the same time threw out the remaining two water and fire talismans.

The shield formed by the water shield and the shield formed by the water talisman instantly enveloped Zhang Zhiwen. At the same time, after the fire talisman was smashed out, it turned into dozens of fireballs and blasted towards the water sword.

Bang bang bang——

Dozens of roars suddenly sounded, and strong air waves rolled away. Fireballs and water swords collided with each other, and countless sparks suddenly scattered. The water sword was only slightly weakened in power, but still attacked Zhang Zhiwen fiercely.

Puff puff puff——

Hundreds of water swords stabbed Zhang Zhiwen in an instant. The first water shield technique was shattered in an instant, followed closely by the second water shield technique. However, this second water shield technique still could not stop the terrifying water sword. It was shattered in the blink of an eye. Hundreds of water swords swarmed in and were about to crush Zhang Zhiwen into a pulp!

Faced with such a ferocious spell, Zhang Zhiwen had no choice. He could only work hard to activate the last bit of spiritual power in his body, and then let the spiritual power flow into the wind-controlling talisman. Then the wind-controlling talisman suddenly lit up, and with it At the same time, a burst of clear The wind suddenly lifted up Zhang Zhiwen's feet, causing him to stumble backwards and fall. Hundreds of water swords streaked across the sky above Zhang Zhiwen. The torn air blasted Zhang Zhiwen with blood splattering all over his body. Severe pain was felt instantly, and he almost almost It made his vision darken.

But at this critical moment of life and death, Zhang Zhiwen bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, forcing his nearly weakened will to continue to hold on to his mind. He suddenly stepped forward, and his whole body flew backwards like a bird crossing the river. Then he turned over and jumped up, summoning all his strength again. With the last trace of spiritual power left to activate the Wind Control Talisman, a gust of breeze emerged from under his feet, and he flew through the air again.

Run away, keep running away!

Zhang Zhiwen was covered in blood, his face was pale, his teeth were clenched, and he ran wildly towards Feixian City without looking back, and Feixian City was very close!