After clearing the formation before the exit, the formation eyes and so on were closed. After thinking about it, Zhou Shu took a little disguise and left the secret realm.???.|?r?a?n?e?na`

I will leave temporarily and will come back soon.

The stagnant water was still lurking, but Zhou Shu didn't care at all, and the fog covered his whole body and quickly rose to the lake.

As soon as he arrived at the lake, Zhou Shu's expression slightly condensed. A half-bare old man stood in front of him. Although he was thin, his aura was as calm as a mountain. His eagle-like eyes were fixed on Zhou Shu, and his brows were frowning.

This old man, Zhou Shu, had seen it, but suddenly it was the high priest of the tribe.

Huamisi Lake completely blocked the spiritual consciousness. Zhou Shu couldn't notice when the rock appeared.

I think it was a bit negligent. Now that it has been several years since entering the secret realm, Huamisi Lake may not be empty like before, but Zhou Shu also made some preparations in advance and pretended to be a barbarian. If he still looks like an immortal cultivator, he would be attacked when he was in the lake.

The high priest of the Rock stepped forward, stood by the lake, and shouted loudly, "Who are you?"

Zhou Shu didn't answer, and he skipped the water like a dragonfly, and ran straight down the mountain.

"Want to go, where to go?"

The rock snorted coldly, and the black light flashed slightly on his body, and his figure suddenly flew out like a cannonball. It seemed a bit heavy, but the speed was surprisingly fast. However, the two rises and falls exceeded Zhou Shu and blocked Zhou Shu.

Zhou Shu stopped relaxingly and bowed calmly, "I have seen the High Priest of the Rock."

When I saw the High Priest of Panshi last time, I expected that he was a barbarian who was good at speed. Now it seems that this is true, but it is faster than Zhou Shu thought.

It seems that it is probably impossible to run straight away.

"Stop talking nonsense, which tribe you belong to, you dare to trek into the sacred mountain!"

The stone was already a little angry, and black air gradually emerged from its body. In the black air, the ancient barbarian patterns seemed to be swimming, which looked quite strange.

Zhou Shu smiled and said nothing more. It was impossible to explain this situation, only one battle.

"If you don't say it, you will always say it."

The rock breathed a long sigh, and the black air became more and more intense, gradually wrapping the whole body. The sound passed through the black air and became extremely shrill, like the whine coming from the underworld, and I felt terrified when I heard it.

Before he finished speaking, the rock had moved.

At a distance of dozens of feet, the arms surrounded by black gas were as solid as rocks and rushed towards Zhou Shu's face.

Zhou Shu knew that he had no time to dodge, so he didn't have the intention to move. The sword box moved slightly, and four sword intents stood in front of him, as sharp as a knife, with a rushing cold air. If the rock had to pass by, it would probably be impossible to get it.

Bang!

The fist of the rock fell heavily on Zhou Shu's chest.

Zhou Shu's face tightened. Although he had multiple protections, he was still knocked out and landed more than ten feet away.

"This speed and reaction are beyond imagination. It is definitely not comparable to the average tribulation realm. What kind of barbarian pattern does he have and what kind of divine power he has obtained?"

Zhou Shu thought to himself, a little surprised. However, a few feet away, the arm of the rock changed direction and quickly bypassed the sword intent. Before Zhou Shu could raise the second sword wall, he hit Zhou Shu at an incredible angle.

"However, his power is not too strong, it is the level of physical cultivation in the general tribulation realm."

Staring at the high priest of the Rock, Zhou Shu seemed to have realized something.

Panshi looked at it and was quite surprised. He didn't hold back the punch, and the barbarians on the opposite side did not even vomit blood.

"As a ninth-class priest, you are very slaughtered. Could it be the crescent-shaped pattern? But even so, how many more can you get?"

Panshi kicked his feet and appeared in front of Zhou Shu the next moment.

Zhou Shuyi defended her, with only a few more sword intents, densely packed like a mesh, and seemed to have no gaps to drill.

But the rock's fist still fell on him and hit Zhou Shu's shoulder.

Zhou Shu staggered forward and fell a few steps. When he was not firmly standing, he punched him in front of him again. He still hit Zhou Shu's lower abdomen at an unimaginable angle and speed. Zhou Shu flew up and hung in the air.

The fists and feet continued one after another, and within a few short breaths, Zhou Shu was hit hundreds of times.

If it weren't for the exercise of death, he would have suffered heavy injuries. However, at this time, Zhou Shu had a perfect body and the power of Tao to protect him, but he only suffered a little injury.

There was an accident in Panshi's eyes, but his hands and feet were not stopped at all, and his speed was getting faster and faster.

With one punch after another, Zhou Shu was like a sandbag, letting him ravage in the air.

"Only fast is not broken."

As he was constantly being beaten, Zhou Shu also shook his head secretly.

This high priest of the Rock really took this to the extreme. He was indeed not a mediocre person to be a high priest of the barbarians.

However, after being hit by so many punches, Zhou Shu also completely calculated the attack method and trajectory of Panshi. If Panshi had no more powerful means, he would be the chance to win.

With another heavy blow, Zhou Shu was knocked down and a pit was smashed on the ground.

"Even the crescent-shaped barbarian patterns cannot withstand so many blows, right?"

The rock fell to the edge of the pit and stared at Zhou Shu with a lot of doubt in his eyes, "And you can resist the water of Huamisi Lake. Your body is about to catch up with that boy. I am also a little interested in you. Tell me, what kind of tribe you belong to? Tell me, I may let you go."

Zhou Shu bounced from the pit, with a smile on his face, "I'm also very surprised, what kind of barbarian pattern does the high priest have? How fast will it be?"

"I'm asking you."

Panshi groaned, "Do you still want to continue to be beaten? If you really want to, I can hit you all day, it depends on whether you can bear it."

Zhou Shu smiled faintly, "It's okay for a whole month, but you may not be able to hit me again."

"Then you try it."

Panshi's face turned black and his fists were hit at the same time.

The distance between the two was only two feet, which was not a distance in the eyes of the Rock. He should hear the sound when he punched. He was already considering how to teach this arrogant barbarian priest a lesson after several punches.

But to his surprise, the two fists were lost at the same time, and Zhou Shu was still standing there, as if he had not moved.

Panshi's heart was slightly shocked, and he did not hesitate. He waved his arm and circled around and hit Zhou Shu's backwards.

Like a flash of lightning, he had no time to think and react. Even when he punched, he attacked according to his intuition and habits.

However, the punch still failed.

This time, he could see clearly that before he punched, Zhou Shu had already moved. Although it was just a tiny move that could not be seen, it barely flashed through his attack.

"This guy..."

The rock stood up with his fist, as if he was as calm as a mountain, and he understood the whole story, "Did you fully understand my punching habits and attack methods in such a short time? There was no mistake at all. His comprehension and intuition during combat are probably no less than that boy."

He didn't know that it was not only derived from intuition and comprehension, but more from deduction and calculation.

In Zhou Shu's eyes, compared to intuition, experience is obviously more reliable. That experience has been verified by millions of calculations.
Chapter completed!