Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite NextPage

Chapter 107 Seeing the strange again(1/2)

The scene in front of me is extremely strange.

There were suddenly many people in the entire yard, and the yard, which was previously destroyed by Zhang Yuan, returned to normal again. There were continuous rooms in the distance, pavilions and towers, and even the bluestone slabs on the ground were clean and damage-free.

He strode into the yard.

The three middle-aged men were even more confused and all strode over and bowed, "Young man doesn't know what's wrong?"

Zhang Yuan showed his thoughts.

After a moment.

Without saying a word, he pulled out the snow-drinking knife, started to move, burst out with a bright white light, and slashed it down with one knife.

Boom!

The sword aura was dazzling, running through more than ten meters away, and the three middle-aged men in front of him were all slashed and smashed on the spot, and their flesh and blood were flying.

All the disciples in the distance changed their faces and their eyes were bloody.

"The owner of the house!"

"Who are you? Why did you come to our Fengyun Villa to commit an offense?"

"Go and report to the official!"

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Zhang Yuan waved the snow-drinking knife and continued to slash down. One after another, terrifying sword aura appeared, dazzling and cold, killing all these disciples to pieces.

With the sword energy reaching, all the buildings exploded again, and he seemed to have turned into a terrible demon, slashing here wantonly.

The yard screamed in pain.

However, these people seem to be no different from normal people.

Soon, the entire yard was destroyed again and was devastated, and everyone was chopped off by him.

A pungent smell of blood was filled with blood, and the blood was red and extremely eye-catching. A terrible layer of cold air spread out from the snow-drinking knife, gradually freezing all of the blood.

Zhang Yuan frowned tightly, strode deeper, and searched the courtyard.

However, like before, after a round, no abnormalities were found.

How did these people be resurrected? How did the previously destroyed yard be restored? Why did the old man in gray disappear?

All of this is extremely strange.

He fell into thought again.

The snow-drinking knife was dragged to the ground, emitting a steady stream of cold air. Soon, faint snowflakes fell in the entire courtyard.

clang!

He inserted the Xueyin knife back into the scabbard, jumped up, landed on the roof of the villa, and began to observe the villa quietly.

He wants to see what weirdness exists in this villa?

The night is getting darker.

A bright moon rose from the mountains and shone brightly, and the whole villa was extremely quiet.

It seems that this time, the evil spirits here have completely died, and the villa has not recovered again until now.

However, Zhang Yuan's brows frowned tightly.

Because like before, no merit value has appeared.

Time is fast.

Soon, one night passed and the rising sun rose.

The villa is still unchanged and extremely declining. The yard is full of ravines and many corpses are everywhere, which is a terrible sight.

Zhang Yuan opened his eyes, suddenly turned over and walked out the door.

After strode down the mountain and reaching the foot of the mountain, he looked up at the villa again.

A strange scene suddenly appeared.

The broken door suddenly flew backwards, and closed firmly with a bang.

Zhang Yuan's face changed.

What the hell is this?

He rushed over again, and as he approached, he heard noisy and low shouts again.

All of this is extremely strange!

But this time, he did not break out directly, but instead restrained his breath, suddenly soared into the air, landed on the wall, and swept towards the yard.

There was noisy in the yard, and the sound was deafening, but there was only one figure.

The old man in gray who was crushed by him yesterday looked dull and his movements were stiff and sweeping the ground over and over again.

It seemed that he had noticed Zhang Yuan's arrival, and the noisy sound in the courtyard suddenly became silent.

Only the old man was left, cleaning the sounds made by the ground over and over again.

Zhang Yuan's pupils shrank.

how so?

He ran out and quickly fell into the yard.

The old man in gray robe paused and looked up at Zhang Yuan.

Boom!

The response to him was a terrifying sword, dazzling and instantly slashed.

puff!

The old man's body was slashed in half again and shot on both sides.

Zhang Yuan inserted his knife into the sheath, strode towards the room, pulled off a few pieces of silk, wrapped the sheath heavily, then walked towards the kitchen, found the flint, and started setting fires everywhere.

Rolling smoke emanated from the various rooms, and soon the entire villa began to burn.

"Look at how you will be resurrected this time?"

Zhang Yuan talked to himself.

After strode into the foot of the mountain, he looked up at Fengyun Villa.

The smoke was so strong that the entire villa was completely burning.

He just stood at the foot of the mountain and watched.

The fire burned from morning to afternoon. In the afternoon, the passing knights finally noticed the flames on the hillside and their faces changed.

"It's Fengyun Villa."

"Why is Fengyun Villa caught fire?"

"Quick, come and take a look!"

These knights rushed over one after another.

boom!

Zhang Yuan raised his hand and slapped it, and a powerful palm wind swept past, causing the fierce horses to neigh, stood up, and almost fell down. The knights above were all shocked by a powerful force, and almost pounced down, and their faces were shocked.

"Who are you?"

"Is it the fire you set in?"

These knights asked in fear.

Zhang Yuan used soft power, but only stopped these people, but did not hurt them at all. He spoke, "It's not me, I just arrived."

"Then why are you stopping us?"

A knight asked.

"I have already reported to the official position, and it's useless for you to go there, and it seems that there are people from dark forces on it."

Zhang Yuan said.

"Dark forces?"

The faces of the knights changed, and they bowed, "Thank you, young hero, but since you have reported to the official position, we don't need to worry anymore, say goodbye."

They all pulled their horses and left here.

The fire burned until dusk and was completely extinguished, and the entire villa was completely turned into ashes.

Zhang Yuan frowned deeply.

Still no merit value!

Why is this happening?

Still not dead?
To be continued...
Prev Index    Favorite NextPage