Chapter 11 Attacked
"you dare!"

Behind him, a dog demon with a smaller body was running towards him, covered in blood.

A lot of blood was spilled along the way.

The dog demon raised the blade in his hand and was about to chop down Yang Jian to kill this bold human once and for all.

The arm in the air suddenly froze.

Yang Jian placed the mace on top of the puppy's head. As long as he let go, the weight of the mace would definitely turn the puppy below into a pile of puppies.

The dog demon was too fast to rescue in time.

The little puppy thought it was a new toy, so he picked up the mace and started biting it. The blood on the mace dyed the puppy's originally snow-white fur a bright red.

"Kneel down."

Yang Jian said this indifferently.

The dog demon's body stiffened, and he looked at the two dogs behind Yang Jian with concern. The two big swords in his hands slowly fell to the ground.

The dog's legs bent and its huge body knelt down.

Seeing this, Yang Jian picked up the puppy with one hand, held it in his arms, and was about to walk out.

"stop!"

The dog demon suddenly let out a loud roar.

But after seeing Yang Jian's cold eyes and the puppy in his arms, he lowered his head and dared not look again.

"I won't chase you. Just let my child go when you get out."

The dog demon's pleading voice came from behind.

Yang Jian turned a deaf ear and walked towards the exit.

This time he was too arrogant. If he hadn't grasped the dog demon's weak spot, he would never have been able to get out of the Yunzhan Cave.

However, between life and death, he also gained a lot.

At this moment, a trace of magic power began to emerge in his body, which was a sign of moving from refining essence into qi to refining qi into spirit.

Having magical powers means that he can practice magic and no longer have to act recklessly like a reckless man.

It's not very decent to be covered in blood every time.

As for the Eight-Nine Profound Art, it turned out that he had already accumulated to the seventh level. As long as he had eight more spirit essences or practiced for eight days, he would be able to create another magical power.

When they were fighting in the cave just now, he didn't have time to absorb the essence of many dog ​​monsters, otherwise he would have had supernatural powers by now.

The cave exit is in sight.

Walking into the sunlight again, Yang Jian felt as if he were in another world.

He glanced at the puppy in his arms. The puppy was hungry and kept sucking his fingers.

"Magic Eyes, take a look at this dog."

Yang Jian said to the Demon Eye.

"It's a good dog. Do you want to keep it?"

Yang Jian shook his head: "If I had this dog, I would name him Xiaotian, but their family is so harmonious, and I, as a third party, won't spoil the mood."

After saying that, Yang Jian let go of the puppy in his hand and started running wildly.

He had to run fast enough and far enough, otherwise the dog demon inside would chase him out and it would be no joke.

The little puppy ignorantly studies new things, sniffing the flowers and playing with the grass.

He was completely unaware that the fatal crisis was far away.

After a moment, a dog paw covered in blood embraced the puppy.

The only remaining eye looked in the direction where Yang Jian left.

He took a deep breath.

There's something special about the air.

A lot of people!
It smells like iron and blood.

It seems that I don't need to do anything myself, as someone is waiting for the little thief ahead.

The dog demon's eyes focused, and he turned and entered the Yunzhan Cave. The cave made a rumbling sound, and the stone door fell completely.

Yang Jian ran for a long time and found that the dog demon did not chase him.

But an invisible sense of crisis always lingered, as if he was being targeted by a predator, and the feeling he gave him was no less than that of the dog demon in Yunzhan Cave.

Through the magic eye, clues of the surroundings emerged in the field of vision.

In order to process this huge amount of complex information, white smoke even began to appear above his head.

Someone has been here, not far away!
"Whoosh~"

The sound of a sharp arrow breaking through the air startled Yang Jian.

He dodged and the arrow rubbed his face, leaving a trail of blood. After he stood firm, he heard the "buzzing" sound of the bowstring.

Coming for him!

Yang Jian realized this instantly.

Not daring to stay where he was, he took a step and quickly rushed out.

Behind him, the place where he was originally standing was quickly covered by a rain of arrows.

Yang Jian had no time to be thankful that he had dodged quickly.

A voice suddenly sounded from the front where he was running away.

"The evildoer goes away!"

"Om~"

As a sound like a huge bell rang out.

Two white lights flew straight towards Yang Jian's face.

The speed was so fast that Yang Jian couldn't dodge it and was thrown backwards, crashing into countless trees. He finally stopped when he hit the last big tree.

For a moment, I was in a daze, my mind was like a mess, and I couldn't remember anything.

This state did not last long.

Yang Jian's eyes suddenly regained clarity, and he saw a sturdy man who looked like a fierce ghost raising two hammers and smashing towards him.

"what!"

The sturdy man let out a surprised cry, with an expression of disbelief on his face. He couldn't believe how the three-eyed monster in front of him could recover so quickly from his magical power.

You must know that if an ordinary cultivator is hit by this move of his, his soul will be shaken out of his body and he will be at his mercy.

Even though he was surprised, he smashed down with his two hammers without hesitation.

Yang Jian had no way to avoid it and had nowhere to hide. His brain was frantically calculating the surrounding information taken in by the magic eye between his eyebrows, and making the most favorable judgment for the current situation.

He did not step back, but moved forward, facing death, and stretched out his hands to grab the strong man's wrist.

This is the source of the strong man's strength, and also the weakest point of his attack.

At this moment, Yang Jian stepped forward and held the strong man's hands.

His hundred thousand jin of strength was fully displayed, and the strong man's arms were suddenly grabbed by him, unable to move.

“What a strength~”

The sturdy man's face, which originally looked like a fierce ghost, suddenly turned black.

White light flickered in the nostrils.

"Om~"

There was the same bell ringing sound as before.

Two white lights suddenly flew out from the strong man's nostrils and attacked Yang Jian.

"Hide quickly. You had a chance to recover because you were far away. Now the opponent's hammer won't wait for you to recover."

The Demon Eye quickly sent a reminder in Yang Jian's mind.

Yang Jian was extremely calm. He loosened his left hand, and used his right hand to leverage the force to dodge the two incoming white lights.

Just now, the purple-faced sturdy man blocked the way, and the soldiers on the side did not dare to shoot arrows.

Now Yang Jian had just dodged, and before he could stand firm, dense arrows fell from the sky.

With the magic eye helping him calculate the trajectory of the arrow, Yang Jian was not panicked at all.

He just stepped forward as if dancing in a hail of arrows, and the arrows that passed by him could not hurt him at all.

The wound on his body was caused by a sneak attack from the opponent. Now that he was prepared, it would be a fantasy to hit him with an arrow.

Just after the rain of arrows, the purple-faced sturdy man's hammer came down again.

"Fuck! What's the grudge? I just poked the dog's nest, and when you see me, you rush over and beat me up like I'm going to kill your mother!"

Yang Jian was extremely angry. He dodged and turned around to curse. He already had some guesses about the origins of these people.

If what he expected was correct, he had caused this trouble on purpose.

He seized an opportunity, shook off the strong man who was chasing him, and rushed towards the soldier who was shooting arrows from behind.

His experience of playing games in his previous life made him deeply understand that he should kill the ranged enemies first, and then slowly deal with the melee enemies.

However, when he was halfway through the charge, he saw a tall beast with red eyes standing next to a group of soldiers, waiting for him to charge.

"That's a fire-eyed golden-eyed beast. Don't go there. It's hard to fight!"

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