Chapter 260 What Do You Want to Do!

Seeing the young man with the scar, Yang Zhen and the cheap cat were stunned.

For a while, neither the person nor the cat knew what happened, but Yang Zhen and the cheap cat felt the strong killing intent on this person.

Yang Zhen looked blankly at the young man with the scar who jumped out suddenly, pointed to the golden road behind him and said, "The golden spiritual road you mentioned just now refers to this one?"

Although the young man with the scar is a strong man in the fugue stage, Yang Zhen doesn't even want to know his name at this time. The reason why he asks this is only because Yang Zhen is really a little curious.

As soon as he and the cheap cat came out of here, a guy jumped out and said to him arrogantly, this road has always been here, and no one has ever entered it, which means to let him stop thinking about it.

After looking at each other with the cheap cat, one person and one cat smiled disrespectfully to the scarred youth.

The scarred young man's face was cloudy and uncertain, and he frowned, as if he was wondering why Yang Zhen was so arrogant, and after a while, he suddenly realized, looked at Yang Zhen with a playful look and said, "Boy, is this your first time entering the spiritual path? "

Yang Zhen was taken aback, nodded and said, "Yes, how did you see it?"

With Yang Zhen's acting skills, how could it be seen that this is the first time?

Even if he entered the red lantern room that he had never entered before, Yang Zhen had the confidence to show the appearance of a frequent visitor for ten years, let alone enter a spiritual path.

The young man with the scar sneered, and said: "An idiot like you will only appear when he enters the spiritual path for the first time. , actually didn't want to run for his life, but there are so many problems..."

Speaking of this, the scarred youth seemed to have remembered something, and asked again: "Let me ask you, have you encountered any beasts emitting golden light along the way?"

Yang Zhen and Jianmao nodded at the same time, showing lingering horror at the same time, exclaimed at the same time, and said, "You mean the kind of beast that will turn into a golden ball after its murderous aura?"

Hearing this, the face of the young man with the scar suddenly burst into joy, he stepped forward and stared at Yang Zhen and said, "Have you encountered it before? What kind of realm should it be? You are already dead, so the golden ball is still on you, right?"

After hearing the words of the scarred youth, and looking at the expression on the scarred youth's face, Yang Zhen and Jianmao's heart moved, and a look of surprise flashed in their eyes.

This young man with the scar is so nervous about the golden ball. Could it be that the golden ball is a very important thing?

Now the golden balls are not only on Yang Zhen's body, but there are quite a few more, nearly 600 of them, and there are more than a dozen on the cheap cat. It was killed by extremely despicable and cruel means along the way. The price of tail hair.

Yang Zhen took a deep breath, took out a handful of more than a dozen golden balls from his arms, spread his palms, and asked curiously, "Is this what you're talking about?"

Seeing the golden ball in Yang Zhen's hand, the young man with the scar stared his eyes round. It was really round, and even the scar on his face was deformed. He took a deep breath, looked at Yang Zhen in disbelief and asked : "Where did you get so many golden life balls?"

"Is this thing called the Golden Ball?" Yang Zhen glanced at the golden ball in his hand, grinned with a simple and honest expression, and then said, "I picked it up on the road!"

"I picked it up on the road?" The young man with the scar looked confused, and then laughed out loud with inexplicable surprise and nervousness. After seeing that there was no one around, his murderous intent became stronger, with a sinister look on his face. Staring at Yang Zhen, he said, "Boy, take out all the golden life balls on your body, and I can leave you a whole body!"

When Yang Zhen heard the words, a horrified expression suddenly appeared on his face, and he stammered, "Okay, okay, take out everything on your body first, and I can just punch you!"

The expression on the face of the scarred youth was ecstasy at first, and then he almost bit his tongue. Under the violent cough, his expression was gloomy, and a horrible black light suddenly burst out from his body, rushing towards Yang Zhen: "Dare to play me, court death, kid!" , don’t you know the cruelty in the spiritual path?”

boom--!

A terrifying air wave rushed towards his face, Yang Zhen was moved inwardly, a little surprised.

No wonder this guy is so ignorant but can be so arrogant, it turns out he has two tricks.

Seeing the young man with the scar rushing up, there was a sudden buzzing from his fist, like a roar of a ferocious beast, Yang Zhen slapped the young man with the scar.

Snapped!

A crisp sound came from the shiny forehead of the scarred youth, and a strange wave of power erupted. The scarred youth seemed to be hit on the head by a huge hammer, and he staggered and fell to the ground with a bang. into the rocks.

Almost instantly, the young man with the scar pulled his head out of the rock again, looked up at Yang Zhen with a look of astonishment and disbelief, and screamed strangely: "Impossible!"

how can that be?

A cultivator in the early stage of practice, after meeting him, unexpectedly only slapped him, and slapped him on the head.

Not to mention spreading this matter, even if he experienced it personally, he felt like a dream.

If it weren't for the heart-piercing pain from his forehead, and a stream of blood flowing from his cheek to his mouth, he wouldn't have believed it was true.

Yang Zhen slowly put away a golden life ball, looked at the scarred youth and said, "I suddenly regretted it. If you punch down, you might die. I don't want to kill you yet!"

"Bastard!" The young man with the scar roared like thunder, and jumped up from the ground like a toad, rushing towards Yang Zhen, and at some point in his hand, there was a long sword bursting with black light.

Roar!

There was a roar, and behind the young man with the scar appeared a phantom of a ferocious beast like a bison. The long sword in his hand was full of black light, and he stabbed at Yang Zhen with bursts of contention.

Snapped!

What awaited the young man with the scar was not a sword piercing Yang Zhen's heart, but a strange yet familiar voice, the same severe pain on his forehead.

There was a muffled bang, and the head of the scarred youth got into the rock again. This time, the scarred youth was completely stunned, pulled out his head and kept muttering: "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible, you It's not the cultivation base of the Void Training Stage, the Void Training Stage doesn't have such terrifying speed and strength."

As he said that, before Yang Zhen could speak, the scarred youth bent his legs, put his hands on the ground, jumped up like a toad again, and rushed towards Yang Zhen.

However, this time Yang Zhen didn't slap the young man with the scar on the forehead. The young man with the scar was furious, but when he jumped up, he kicked his legs forward and miraculously turned over in mid-air. Somersault, after changing the position of the head and feet, rushed to the distance.

"Damn it, he wants to run away!" The cheap cat cursed with anger on his face.

Suddenly, a cloud of white clouds erupted from under Yang Zhen's feet, and the whole person disappeared in place like a ghost, leaving behind a series of phantoms. Ling Kongxudu arrived in front of the scarred youth, and slapped him with an ordinary slap.

When the young man with the scar pulled his head out of the ground for the third time, he had completely lost the belief in escaping, and stared blankly at Yang Zhen with a suspicious expression on his face.

Yang Zhen knelt down in front of the scarred youth, stared at the scarred youth and said, "I asked, you answered, but if you couldn't answer, or this Sao Sheng thinks what you said is wrong, this Sao Sheng will plant you here."

Having said that, Yang Zhen stared at the bewildered expression of the young man with the scar, and said slowly: "Don't worry, I have a formation. Although it is not particularly powerful, it is enough to ensure that you will not be able to pull yourself out again."

The scarred youth's face changed, and he said angrily, "You, you... are you a devil?"

tear it up!

There was a sound of clothes being torn, and most of the clothes on the scarred youth were torn off by Yang Zhen.

The scarred youth hurriedly covered his body, his expression frightened, his face changed wildly, and he exclaimed: "You, what do you want to do?"