Volume 1 Chapter 682: Scruples

Chapter 682: Scruples

Zhang Pa recalled the Fu Shen Sword and smiled at the giant: "Big guy, does it hurt?"

The giant was extremely angry. This bastard boy was so hateful that he raised his big palm and slapped him again. Zhang Pa continued to talk nonsense: "You are injured, why don't you take a rest? Why don't you bleed?" While talking nonsense, he floated up like catkins, lightly and effortlessly, and evaded the attacks of one palm after another.

The giant was very powerful. With his cultivation, he could probably fight with Jin Da. His skin was harder than iron. He didn't need magic weapons, magic tools, or spells to fight. He could easily deal with the world's powerful enemies with his brute force.

The two fought for a while, and the battlefield moved from the entrance of the sand valley to the valley. Zhang Pa became more and more suspicious. Is this guy a demon cultivator? Is he a ghost disciple? He doesn't look like one at all. A clear whistle: "Big guy, I'm not going to play with you anymore. Be careful. I'm going to attack."

After saying that, the figure disappeared without a trace, and only the cold light of the Fushen Sword in his hand occasionally flashed. The giant had a high level of cultivation and knew where Zhang Pa was and what he wanted to do, but knowing it alone was useless. He was big and his movements were slower. He could not catch up with Zhang Pa and was stabbed dozens of times in succession.

In this fight, one disappeared and attacked quickly; the other was hard and strong, and he refused to fall under the repeated attacks of the Fushen Sword. Only slight puffing sounds were heard again and again, and dozens of cuts appeared in front and behind the giant, the shallow ones were as long as a knuckle, and the deep ones were as long as a finger.

But no matter how many wounds there were, it was useless. The Fushen Sword, which was invincible, could not pierce the giant's body. Zhang Pa really wanted to know what this guy was made of. His skin was as hard as gold, comparable to the scales of an adult Fushen snake.

The fight was a bit depressing, but he was just depressed, but the giant was going crazy. Since he was a child, he had won many fights because of his extraordinary talent. He had never felt as aggrieved as today. He was bullied and couldn't even find an opponent to fight back. During the fight, he suddenly raised his head and shouted wildly. A shrill scream came out of his mouth. Zhang Pa was shocked. What's wrong with him? He shouted when he couldn't beat him?

Of course, the giant would not defeat the enemy by shouting, but he could activate the protective formation in the sand valley to defeat the enemy. He was just big and a little slower in action, not stupid. If an opponent couldn't be killed no matter how hard he tried, why would he work so hard? As he shouted wildly, the sand valley suddenly became windy and cloudy, and a black cloud pressed on his head, making the night even darker. Under the clouds were ghost flags one after another. There were countless faces and no one knew where they came from. They were hanging under the black clouds and swaying gently, emitting evil black air from time to time.

Seeing all this, Zhang Pa was sure that this magic formation was definitely not a good thing. Talking to the giant: "You are so evil, listen to me, turn over a new leaf." As he said that, he fell from the air and smashed directly into the sand. He was gone.

The giant was just about to use the Yin Gui magic circle to deal with Zhang Pa, but he didn't expect that the bastard had already run away before he activated the magic circle and showed its power. But how could he escape from underground? The giant was so angry that he let out a long cry and shouted again to vent his anger. He had accumulated all his strength and waited for this punch, but his opponent was gone. How could he not be depressed?

He ran to the place where Zhang Pa fell to check, and the sand particles on the ground were motionless, but the man was gone. Even if the sand lizard and sand bear escaped from the sand, they would have to dig a hole in the ground. How could this bastard be more powerful than the sand walking technique of the monsters in the desert? The giant stomped his foot hard, splashing sand all over the sky, and stepped out a big pit as high as a person, but there was nothing in the pit, which only proved that there was still sand under this piece of sand, and there was no hole in the ground.

The giant was angry for a while, and waved his hands. The dark clouds in the sky dispersed, the sand valley formation returned to calm, and the sky was full of stars and moons.

At this time, Zhang Pa was standing outside the valley, watching the dark clouds in the valley, listening to the giant's angry roar, and felt that this life gate was difficult to deal with. There was a boss with infinite strength and a body of iron and copper, and a Yinling magic formation to help. It would be a lot of trouble to deal with them. How can I get rid of them quickly? At this time, I thought of the spiritual cannon again. That thing is perfect for this.

The giant stopped the magic formation and stepped out of the valley. The two fought for a long time, and he certainly would not let Zhang Pa go easily.

Zhang Pa waited for him to come out, and his body circled and stabbed him lightly behind him. He was not sure about the power of the sand valley magic formation. Even if he was fighting outside the valley, he remained vigilant to avoid being trapped in the formation.

The giant hated Zhang Pa very much. All the cuts on his body were caused by him. Of course, he wanted revenge and grabbed Zhang Pa desperately. Zhang Pa stopped messing around, his body was like a ghost in the night, more like a demon than a demon cultivator, and his swords hit the giant's head.

The giant protected his head with one hand and attacked Zhang Pa with the other. His big feet made it much easier to walk in the desert. Zhang Pa certainly wouldn't let him get away from it. He circled around the big guy and attacked quickly, trying to lure him away from the sand valley magic circle. Only when he had no worries could he fight with peace of mind.

But the giant didn't fall for it and just attacked him. Whenever Zhang Pa ran a little further, the giant would dig sand to attack, and the rain of sand flew over like marbles, forcing Zhang Pa to protect himself. The big guy was powerful, and the rain of sand that came over was as powerful as a cannonball. Zhang Pa used an air shield to protect himself, and it would be shattered after a few hits. Finally, he took out the hard iron knife. Come on, no matter how powerful the rain of sand is, can it be more powerful than hard iron?

The giant learned his lesson. As long as Zhang Pa hid his body to attack, he would force Zhang Pa to slow down with the rain of sand and reveal his body. Then came the giant's huge fist.

The two of them fought very hard, but neither of them could hurt the other. Zhang Pa's speed and sharp blades, which he was always proud of, were useless against the giant. The giant remained unchanged in the face of all changes, using sand rain and his strong body to fight, and he was not at a disadvantage.

Zhang Pa was very depressed. Should he look for any magic weapon that was harder and sharper than the Fushen Snake's scales and the hard iron knife?

After fighting for a while, Zhang Pa retreated far away and stopped fighting completely this time. He wanted to set up a formation, but the giant didn't give him a chance. He wanted to use a spell to blast it, but it went without saying that the giant could easily avoid the explosion. Even if he couldn't, the spell power couldn't blow him up, so he simply stopped fighting.

The giant didn't want to fight anymore, and he didn't have his own heavy sand. It was very tiring to attack with sand rain again and again. Seeing that Zhang Pa had retreated far away, he stopped and thought about how to kill this kid.

It's useless to have great strength. As long as you can't catch Zhang Pa, no matter how great your strength is, it's in vain.

The two men were separated by more than a thousand meters, each thinking about their own things, and both felt that the opponent was difficult to deal with. Zhang Pa left first, and before leaving, he deliberately angered his opponent: "Come back another day, don't run." After saying that, he walked away leisurely.

The giant could only sulk secretly. He didn't dare to chase Zhang Pa. What if he was ambushed, or other powerful enemies came to kill him? The disciples in the Sand Valley would be fine. At worst, they would all die. The problem was that if he missed the big thing, killing ten thousand Zhang Pa would be useless, so he swallowed his anger and returned to the Sand Valley.

Three magic cultivators in golden Taoist robes in the valley bowed to greet him. The giant waved his hand to let them leave. He sat down in front of the wooden house and calculated whether the big thing could be accomplished.

Zhang Pa left the Shengmen station and returned to the oasis in the middle of the night. Zhang Tianfang was lying on the lake with boredom. Seeing him come back, he asked lazily: "Kill a few." He was very enthusiastic at first, but because he didn't participate, this guy became uninterested.

Zhang Pa said, "Fifteen." Then he asked, "Where's Fang Jian?"

"He's playing with your bear." Zhang Tianfang was still lying on the water and talking.

Zhang Pa looked at the night sky. He went out and came back, including the time of fighting, and it only took him half a day and a night. It was still dark, so he sat down by the lake, watching the stars swaying on the lake, and watching Zhang Tianfang floating on the water. This guy can always find something to do for himself, it's hard not to admire him.

After sitting for half an hour, the sky began to brighten. Staying for a while, the day replaced the night, and it was dawn. Seeing Zhang Tianfang motionless, Zhang Pa was a little curious and asked, "You just lay here all night?" Zhang Tianfang said, "Don't talk nonsense, I'm practicing. Master Puzhao said that the way of heaven is in the heart. As long as you understand the reasons for the rise and fall of the sun and the moon, the ebb and flow of the tide, your cultivation will definitely improve."

Zhang Pa was speechless. Well, you won again. I underestimated you. Get up and go to the thatched cottage.

Two monks were chanting in the thatched cottage. Seeing him coming back, Master Puzhao stood up to greet him: "How was the investigation?"

Zhang Pa said lightly: "I had a fight and killed more than a dozen people."

Puzhao said "oh", probably because he was used to killing, he didn't chant the Buddha's name or say any nonsense.

Zhang Pa asked: "I had a fight with the leader of Shengmen, and it was indeed difficult to deal with him. If I kill him, will the Ghost Ancestor be able to break out of the Ghost Valley?"

This is a question without an answer. Puzhao shook his head: "I don't know." To a certain extent, the five monks of the oasis and the Shengmen of the desert each do not cause trouble to each other according to their duties, maintaining a wonderful balance. The basis of their balance is the Ghost Ancestor. The five monks are responsible for guarding the Iron Wire Valley, but because of the possible relationship between Shengmen and the Ghost Ancestor, they dare not kill and eliminate the danger. As long as Shengmen does not attack the Iron Wire Valley, the five monks usually ignore it. Shengmen is also afraid. They want to invite the Ghost Ancestor out, but they are afraid that people from the Holy City will interfere, so they have to hide in the desert and dare not cause trouble.

Zhang Pa said, "I want to try, but I have two concerns. One is that the Ghost Ancestor will be furious and will cause endless killings after rushing out. Another concern is that we cannot completely kill the criminals. If they escape, it will bring endless disasters to the people of the Holy Country."

These two points are also what the five monks of the Holy Country think about all day. With their cultivation and their brains, they have never dared to make a decision easily after thousands or tens of thousands of years. It shows how difficult the matter is.

Puzhao only said two words: "Be cautious."

Zhang Pa sighed secretly. If he was not cautious, he would have used a formation to break the formation last night. This trick has not been learned for a long time and has not been used yet. After thinking for a while, he asked again: "Does the Lord of the Holy City know?" He was a little skeptical. The Lord knew the location of the Iron Wire Valley, so why didn't he know the existence of the Gate of Life? With his cultivation and strength, how could he not know? He should be hiding something.