"There is no way. Who made our Elder Liu Changkong a lunatic? He always thought someone wanted to harm him."

With a sneer, Zhang Yifeng looked at the monk in the true fairyland and frowned slightly.

Zhang Yifeng could feel that more than the one in front of them came to attack them, and other auras were quickly approaching their direction in the dense forest.

Judging from the breath perception, there were at least a dozen monks, and Zhang Yifeng could not clearly sense the realm of these people from too far away.

"Tsk, what's the use of saying so many things? Hurry up and start."

A trace of blood flashed in Zhishen's eyes and he whispered to Zhang Yifeng.

"Then let's allocate it. Let's leave this guy to me, just let me see what the difference between me and the immortal monks in the True Immortal Realm."

As Zhang Yifeng said, a long-handled object wrapped in white cloth appeared in his hand.

"I've returned this thing to you, and it's not very suitable for me to use it."

What Zhang Yifeng took out was the ring knife that Zhishen gave him on the Lingyue Continent.

Zhang Yifeng has no Buddha energy and Buddha nature, and cannot suppress the erosion of the sword. It is better for Zhishen to use it.

I'm afraid that only Zhishen can perfectly control this thing.

Zhishen was not vague, and took the Ring Knife from Zhang Yifeng's hand, and his eyes were filled with nostalgia when he looked at the Ring Knife.

"Of course you are not suitable, this thing is tailor-made for me."

"If it weren't for your lack of good weapons, you thought I would give it to you."

Zhishen glanced at Zhang Yifeng and said lightly.

"Tsk, I don't care."

Seeing Zhang Yifeng and Zhishen’s true fairyland cultivators who were "flirting" here could not stand it anymore, they looked at Zhang Yifeng coldly.

"Boy, although your achievements in the sect competition are very impressive, the gap between the Earth Fairyland and the True Fairyland is like a natural barrier!"

"Although I have just entered the True Fairyland, I am not something that a junior like you can deal with!"

"Okay, some people can't wait. You go and deal with the enemy on the other side. Leave this guy to me to deal with."

Zhang Yifeng raised his eyebrows when he heard this and said lightly to Zhishen and the other two.

Looking at the true fairyland cultivator in front of him, Zhang Yifeng stretched out his hand and the crack of the sky appeared in his hand.

The current Sky-Breaking Scar has greatly enhanced its sharpness and toughness after amplifying the magic weapon of the demon clan.

Just let Zhang Yifeng try it out. How far is the gap between the current Sky-Splitting Scar and the Immortal Artifact?

"Boy died!"

The monk in the True Immortal Realm shouted angrily, and his figure flashed in front of Zhang Yifeng. The long sword in his hand slashed at Zhang Yifeng's throat like a poisonous snake spitting a letter.

"The move is fierce, but you are not worthy of this move."

Zhang Yifeng said lightly, and the cracked sky mark in his hand started with the same movements as the monk opposite, sweeping towards the throat of the monk in the true fairyland like a poisonous snake.

Zhang Yifeng and the sword body of this true fairy cultivator swept through the other party's throat at the same time, but Zhang Yifeng leaned back slightly before the other party's sword body was about to sweep, avoiding the other party's sword sweeping.

He did not feel the sense of obstacles from the sword body that had been cut through his body. The true fairyland cultivator was shocked. It was his turn to experience Zhang Yifeng's sword.

This true fairy cultivator wanted to replicate Zhang Yifeng's method and avoid the sword body swept by Zhang Yifeng.

However, the moment he leaned back, he opened his chest wide, giving Zhang Yifeng an opportunity to take advantage of it.

"young."

A faint sound was spit out from Zhang Yifeng's mouth, and Zhang Yifeng, who had originally swept towards the throat of the true fairyland cultivator, suddenly changed in front of his throat.

From the original sweep to the slash, it directly cut through the clothes of the true fairyland monk, leaving a slender and ferocious wound on his chest.

This was the result of his reaction in time, feeling a cold air coming from his chest, and he hurriedly dodged.

Otherwise, he had already been slashed by Zhang Yifeng with a sword and split his belly.

"Little boy, I admit that you are indeed a little powerful, but for me, your strength is not enough."

This true fairy cultivator took several steps back and touched the slender wound left by Zhang Yifeng on his chest, and a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

But soon he realized that this kid was indeed very powerful in melee combat.

But as a true immortal cultivator, why should he come forward to compete with Zhang Yifeng for swordsmanship?

A cold light flashed in his eyes. The monk in the true fairyland directly put away his long sword, and quickly condensed a golden light in front of him and rushed towards Zhang Yifeng.

Facing the golden light from the monks in the True Immortal Realm, Zhang Yifeng formed Tai Chi with his hands in front of him.

The golden light was absorbed by the Tai Chi diagram and soon flew out of the Tai Chi diagram again, rushing towards the other party with three times the might.

"Abandoned trick."

Zhang Yifeng shook his head lightly. The golden light this man used was not the same level as Mu Yan's immortal technique.

Zhang Yifeng had no burden on his body after this move, just like an appetizer.

"What, what?!"

Before the true fairyland cultivator came to his senses, he was already hit by the golden light that rushed towards him, and flew backwards more than ten meters away.

The wound that was scratched by Zhang Yifeng on his chest was also gushing blood, but this true fairy cultivator didn't expect it.

The magical powers that I am proud of were so unbearable in front of Zhang Yifeng.

If he had known this, he would have said that he would not be able to accept the conditions given by Liu Changkong.

After coughing lightly and spitting out a mouthful of blood, the true fairy monk stood up tremblingly, trying to cover the wound on his chest and stop the blood from gushing.

But he had no way to stop the large-scale collapsed wounds, and a large amount of blood kept gushing out of the wounds.

"Do something good in the next life, stop doing things like this that you don't deserve to do."

After saying a cold voice, amid the terrified gaze of the monk in the True Immortal Realm, a ray of spiritual light condensed in Zhang Yifeng's hand.

The next moment, a beam of light spurted out from Zhang Yifeng's hand, covering the true fairyland cultivator.

The dazzling pillar of light wrapped the whole body of the True Immortal Realm during the break. After a scream of grief, the pillar of light shot out by Zhang Yifeng was directly destroyed.

"What a waste."

With a cold voice, Zhang Yifeng turned his head and looked at the battlefield in the dense forest behind him.

Ouyang Zi and Mu Yan retreated from the battlefield early, and looked at the wanton blood in the dense forest in horror.

Seeing this, Zhang Yifeng shook his head helplessly, walked to the two of them, and patted them on the shoulders.

Zhang Yifeng was shocked by this shot. When they noticed that it was Zhang Yifeng, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ahem, Junior Brother Zhang, what is Elder Zhishen's origin? This technique is too fierce."

"Can't it come from the devil?"

Ouyang Zi saw that Zhang Yifeng and Zhishen seemed to have some friendship and asked Zhang Yifeng in a low voice.

Zhang Yifeng looked at Zhishen, who was killing in the dense forest, shook his head and said calmly: "I think you may have misunderstood. Elder Zhishen used to be a Buddhist."
Chapter completed!