The Decomposition of Everything

Trying his best to calm down, he slowly walked toward Yanyu Pavilion step by step. There were constant stares from around him, vaguely revealing malicious intent. Only then did Shen Zhi remember that someone was already staring at him like this when he came in, but he ignored them because he was too anxious to go home. It seems that the person who robbed Yi Qianqian is in Fangshi.

Shen Zhi came to the door of Yanyu Pavilion again. The maid looked at him a little strangely, but still respectfully welcomed him to the second floor.

Shen Zhi said nothing, calmly sat on the chair and waited quietly.

After a long time, slow footsteps came from behind. They stopped two feet behind him, and Qian Liuli's cold voice came to his ears: "My left hand is gone. I'm lucky. The Yunxiao Ruins Imperial City army is passing by. All going." All the casual cultivators there are dead, I thought you couldn’t come back, how did you get out?”

Shen Zhi didn't look back or reply. He asked calmly: "Where is my woman?"

The footsteps behind him started again, Qian Liuli walked slowly, came to the opposite side of him, looked at him deeply and said: "The mountaintop manor is in the hands of the sixth son of the Zhao family, and the entire Fang City belongs to the Zhao family. The top grade Yin Spirit Root is the best cauldron for practicing Moon Yin. If she cultivates the evil spirit, she can still save her own life, but now the Zhao family will definitely force her to practice Moon Yin. If she cooperates with the Moon Yin water of other female cultivators, She can reach the ninth level of Qi training in three months. The Sixth Young Master cannot break through to the Baoyuan realm due to physical reasons. Your woman is his hope to break through. "

"Thank you!" Shen Zhi nodded calmly and turned away.

Qian Liuli watched him leave bleakly, hesitating to speak, and in the end she still didn't say anything to persuade him to stay.

Shen Zhi left Yanyu Pavilion and walked towards the outside of Fang City. He knew Qianqian was at the top of the mountain, but he didn't dare to look back.

He needs to get himself back to full condition. A big battle is waiting for him. Every step he takes seems to be watched closely by countless pairs of eyes, and every movement is carefully interpreted and dissected. The malicious and hostile gazes were like sharp arrows, constantly shooting at him and touching the depths of his heart.

The empty sleeves of his left arm were flying continuously. Shen Zhi walked slowly and slowly towards the outside of Fang City. It seems that the rules of Fang City not to do anything still exist, but these are only for the casual cultivators on the surface. Otherwise, how could Yi Qianqian be taken away from the room. All rules are designed to serve privileges.

Stepping out of the boat market, Shen Zhi rushed forward quickly, with countless figures following behind him, chasing him. This was the path the other party gave him. He didn't even have to do it himself. Countless people would sacrifice their lives for a bounty.

When a dozen figures suddenly appeared in the jungle ahead, Shen Zhi would not hesitate at all, and it was probably the same in other directions. He just didn't understand why no one was chasing him when he came in.

At the top of the mountain, on the hanging wall, Yi Qianqian looked at Shen Zhi's fleeing figure with cold eyes. Her fingers tightly tugged on the palm of her hand, not even caring about the pain. Occasionally she saw the empty sleeve of his left hand, and the heartache in her eyes suddenly disappeared. .

Beside her, the sixth young master in white, who was pale and slightly excited, was telling something proudly. This was a feast he had arranged for this beautiful lady.

Shen Zhi saw several of them flying countless spells, seven or eight warriors attacking him, and countless figures following behind. But his eyes were still cold and his steps did not slow down at all.

In an instant, he was in the center of the battlefield, and the attacks around him came like a storm.

In front of and behind him, several practitioners quickly formed seals and muttered words. As their fingers danced, spells were formed instantly and flew towards Shen Zhi. The fire spells roared like flames, bursting out countless fireballs in an instant, and the wood spells rotated rapidly in the air, as if green snakes were dancing, trying to wrap around Shen Zhi tightly. There were even rocks dancing wildly and ice cones filling the sky. There was no room to dodge such an attack.

Shen Zhi snorted coldly, his aura surged, golden light filled his body, and a golden tiger appeared above his head. Only one head was missing and it was still in the void state. The technique was annihilated by the golden tiger's defense before he could get close. He waved a single palm, and a The three-foot-long tiger-shaped palm print condensed and formed instantly. This palm print exudes a powerful aura, as if it is really like a tiger descending from the mountain, extremely powerful. The tiger-shaped palm print roared to break through the spells in front, and rushed towards the attacking warriors.

Wherever the palm print passed, the air flow surged, as if forming an invisible storm. The attacking warriors were shocked by this powerful force and retreated one after another. The tiger-shaped palm print slammed into the middle of them, and dust flew up for a while, making it dizzying.

Shen Zhi's attack did not end there. He suddenly appeared beside a warrior and punched the opponent's chest hard. The warrior let out a scream, his body flew out like a kite with its string broken, and fell heavily to the ground.

The entire battlefield instantly became chaotic, with spells and martial arts intertwined to form a spectacular battle scene. Shen Zhi's figure moved quickly in the battlefield, and every move was carried with thunderous force. Either he was torn in half, or his bones were broken, and he vomited blood and died. Their shields were like paper. This kind of killing was horrifying. everyone around.

But Shen Zhi's mind was still calm, and the direction he was moving was still towards the jungle. His golden tiger was already crumbling, and it looked like it was at the end of its strength. This gave the surrounding casual cultivators a glimmer of hope, and they followed closely behind him and used their spells to consume him.

After killing two more people in a row, his Golden Tiger was finally shattered, but the jungle was close in front of him. A fireball hit his back, finally breaking through the defense. The fire ignited his clothes. Taking advantage of this momentum, he finally rushed forward. Into the jungle.

Suddenly, a flying sword flew out from the jungle on the ground, like a poisonous snake in the dark, with a cold light pointing directly at Shen Zhi's lower body. This flying sword is black all over, emitting a cold light, and it is obviously an extraordinary magic weapon.

Facing this sudden attack, Shen Zhi showed an amazing reaction speed. He quickly raised his foot, and a tiger claw-shaped energy condensed at the bottom of his foot, and then kicked the flying sword fiercely. The tiger claw and the flying sword collided violently in the air, making a harsh metal collision sound.

With the help of this recoil force, Shen Zhi's figure suddenly jumped up, like a tiger coming out of the mountain, extremely powerful. His figure drew a graceful arc in the air and rushed towards the cultivator in the distance.

The cultivator obviously did not expect Shen Zhi to be able to counterattack so quickly, and a trace of astonishment flashed across his face. But he quickly regained his composure, quickly forming seals with his hands, and muttering something. As his magic power circulated, a powerful aura emanated from him and condensed into a huge energy lightsaber.