Chapter 573: Little Zen Master

After Zhang Yan killed the elder, he looked at Xiao Bai on the side and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to be quite useful at the critical moment. If it weren't for your tiger roar, I would have spent more time to kill this old guy. more time."

Xiaobai smiled very arrogantly when he heard this and said: "Then you look at it, don't you look at who I am? I am the legendary Yin Yang God-killing Tiger. If my current cultivation level is not relatively low, I can kill him with just one bite. Devour him and see how he can still be so arrogant here."

"Okay, okay, you're the best, aren't you?" Zhang Yan smiled and touched Xiaobai's head.

Xiao Bai looked at Zhang Yan with some shock and said: "Actually, you are also very strong. I didn't expect you to be able to kill this old guy. After all, his cultivation level is really higher than ours." Too much."

Zhang Yan said with a smile: "I haven't fully revealed my trump card yet. Otherwise, how about relying on him? I can kill him with one sword."

"One sword? Just brag," Xiaobai said in disbelief.

Zhang Yan just smiled when he heard this and did not explain too much. After all, not everyone can understand Shura transformation, nor can everyone have seen it. Zhang Yan will not perform it easily. After all, every time Zhang Yan performs it, Yandu felt that his murderous intention had increased a lot, which made Zhang Yan lose his mind a little bit. Zhang Yan was not very worried about the damage to his body now. After all, he now had the Blood Spirit Bead, but Zhang Yan was afraid that using too much would cause his own The murderous intention has increased. In that case, Zhang Yan may really transform into Shura forever. At that time, the most terrifying thing will happen.

Zhang Yan is now also restraining his urge to use Shura's true body. Zhang Yan will not use Shura's true body in battle unless it is absolutely necessary. Of course, once he uses it, the real god of death will come.

Zhang Yan took Xiao Bai and walked quickly towards the distance. After all, there had just been a big battle here. There was a very powerful aura leaking out, and there were also very powerful traces of the battle. Two strong men with Martial Saint cultivation were fighting against each other. It will definitely attract a lot of people to come and investigate. If they are surrounded by people from the Haotian Sect, that is not what Zhang Yan wants to see.

Zhang Yan also disposed of the body before leaving. Just as a precaution, Zhang Yan burned the body directly and turned it into ashes.

Zhang Yan quickly ran towards the distance, but less than half an hour after Zhang Yan left, an old man appeared in the place where Zhang Yan had just fought. The aura of this old man was very powerful, and his whole body exuded Exuding an unusually powerful aura, and at the same time, the whole person looked very angry. The old man checked for traces of the battle, and found that there were indeed signs of the battle of his sect elders, and there were also signs of Zhang Yan's battle, but in the end only the A breath moved toward the distance, which meant that the elder of their sect was dead.

The old man said with some confusion: "How is it possible? How could a boy like Zhang Yan kill the elders of our sect? He has the sixth level of martial arts. How did Zhang Yan do it?"

The old man was very puzzled, but he still discerned the direction and chased Zhang Yan in the direction he left. No matter what, he would catch Zhang Yan and grab the Blood Spirit Bead in Zhang Yan's hand. And this The old man is also someone Zhang Yan knows. He is the elder Wang of the Haotian Sect who served Zhang Yan tea to admit his mistake on Tianling Mountain. His cultivation has reached the terrifying Martial Emperor realm.

Elder Wang quickly chased after Zhang Yan in the direction he left, but Zhang Yan knew nothing about it and rushed on his way quickly as he had other things to do.

But at this moment, a monk walked towards him. He was dressed the same as Hui Jue that Zhang Yan had seen before. He was also wearing a monk's robe, with a large string of Buddhist beads hanging around his neck, and a string of rosary beads in his hand. While twisting and turning, when he saw Zhang Yan, he chanted the Buddha's name and said: "Amitabha, Zhang Yan's almsgiver, the poor monk has been waiting here for a long time."

Zhang Yan was shocked when he heard this, thinking how did this person recognize him? Zhang Yan came here for the first time, and Zhang Yan, a member of the Little Zen Sect, had only seen one Huijue. This was the first time Zhang Yan had seen this person. How could he recognize him at a glance? He also said that he had been waiting for a long time, which shocked Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan asked very puzzledly: "How do you know my name is Zhang Yan? How did you recognize me? Have you seen me before?"

"Amitabha, I have never seen Donor Zhang Yan before. It's just that someone sent me to wait for you here. Our Supreme Elder has already calculated that he will pass by here in a while, and also calculated that I will meet you, so he asked me to be here. Waiting for you." The monk clasped his hands and said calmly.

Zhang Yan glanced at him suspiciously upon hearing this, wondering if it was so mysterious? Can you actually count yourself here? This is simply predicting the future. If he had this kind of ability, wouldn't he really be the legendary Buddha?

Zhang Yan still didn't believe what he said, but he didn't say too much. Instead, he asked with a puzzled smile: "I don't know what method you used to calculate it? And I didn't know that Master, you are waiting here. What am I for? What's wrong with you?"

"Amitabha, the poor monk's name is Huineng," the monk chanted the Buddha's name loudly and said, "Our ancestor asked me to wait for you here and asked me to take you to our little Zen sect."

Zhang Yan frowned when he heard this and looked at Huineng with some doubts. He wanted to take him to the Little Zen Sect, which meant that they also wanted to catch him and get the blood spirit beads in his hands, or Huijue died in his hands. What happened above was exposed, and they wanted to kill themselves to avenge Huijue.

After all, apart from that, Zhang Yan has nothing to do with Xiaochan Sect, and he has never met anyone from Xiaochan Sect before. They will definitely not do anything good if they go to Zhang Yan.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yan couldn't help but sneer and said: "I wonder what Master Huineng wants to do with me? I don't seem to have any contact with people from your little Zen sect, and I don't have any connections on weekdays. Why do you suddenly invite me?"

"This poor monk doesn't know either. The Patriarch just told me to invite you back to the Little Zen Sect, and he didn't tell me the rest.

Zhang Yan snorted when he heard this and said: "Since the master refuses to say anything, then forgive me for not being able to accompany you. I have no relationship with the Buddha, so I won't go back to the Little Zen Sect with you. You go back and tell your ancestor that I don't go."

Zhang Yan said and walked directly to the side, wanting to leave here, but when Zhang Yan just took a step, Huineng stopped him directly in front of Zhang Yan, stretched out his hand and chanted the Buddha's name: "Donor, please don't make it difficult for me." If you don’t go back with me, the Patriarch will blame me.”

Zhang Yan snorted when he heard this and said: "Since your ancestor has already calculated that I will pass by here, he should be able to calculate that I will reject you. This time is just an experience given by the ancestor. You can just go back and resume your life." ”

Zhang Yan was about to leave as he spoke. After all, there were people chasing him behind him, and he didn't want to waste time here. However, Huineng still stood in front of Zhang Yan and said, "If you, the donor, insist on leaving, then the poor man will leave." The monk had no choice but to use violence, and the poor monk had no choice but to force the donor back, after all, it was hard to disobey the teacher's orders."

Zhang Yan laughed loudly when he heard this: "I thought it was just made up by you. In fact, you just took a fancy to the blood spirit bead in my hand, right? Why are you saying so many high-sounding words here? Don't you feel disgusted? ?"

"Donor, if you slander me like this, don't blame me for being ruthless," Huineng clasped his hands together and looked at Zhang Yan with a serious face.

Zhang Yan laughed loudly after hearing this, "I think you only mentioned your purpose of coming now, right? Are you ready to take action because you can't pretend anymore? But are you really so sure of defeating me?"

"I tell you that you'd better not mess with me, otherwise I will make your little Zen sect very upset," Zhang Yan threatened coldly.

Hearing this, Huineng said coldly: "Since you don't cooperate, donor, then it's my fault." As he spoke, murderous intent arose in his body, and a powerful murderous aura was released from his body.

Zhang Yan felt this murderous aura and knew that Hui Neng was serious about it, so he couldn't help but asked coldly: "Did your ancestor expect that you would die here today?"