The palm print and the fist print rushed at the same time. When Zhang Kaifeng tried to destroy the opponent's moves with more domineering power, the two sides touched again. He still underestimated the Qi brothers who had conquered the Demon Yuan Dan. When the peerless Holy Demon Sword just collided with, the powerful power contained in these two auras was as he expected.

When he encountered it, his move turned into a breath-retention sword. His body was immediately bounced several feet away. The ground could not withstand the power of rebounding. Every time his feet retreated back, his feet suddenly cracked like a spider web. His arms were trembling slightly, his hands burst into tears, and blood dripped down the sword. If ordinary people touched this power, their arms would have been ruined long ago.

"Drink!"

The second son of the Qi family shouted loudly, stepped on his feet, leaned forward, spread his arms, and smashed the ground with his right fist. Amid the rumbling sound, the ground on the cliff raised, as if it was filled with steam. The ground broke in front of him, sweeping out towards Zhang Kaifeng like a huge wave.

Zhang Kaifeng raised his sword to the sky, and a brilliant sword light suddenly burst out from the sword. He swung his sword down, and a thick sword light rushed forward.

"Peng!"

The sword light directly slashed the ground. As the gravel splashed, a figure rushed out and punched out.

"Hmph!" Zhang Kaifeng's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he also punched out.

The boss of the Qi family felt a sharp pain in his arm. The other party's powerful force came over, and with a sound of the tent, he flew backwards, while Zhang Kaifeng did not move at all.

At this time, the second son of the Qi family ran over, and his huge fist hit Zhang Kaifeng. Zhang Kaifeng's expression remained motionless, and he had a sword at the base, and his body of true energy poured into the sword.

"die!"

Zhang Kaifeng shouted softly, and as the ground thrust, the sword energy burst out from under the ground, and the sharp sword energy suddenly hit the body of the second son of the Qi family.

"Puchi!Puchi!Puchi!"

The sword energy broke the protective energy of the second child of the Qi family. The sharp sword energy immediately tore the whole body of the second child of the Qi family. The dense sword energy caused the second child of the Qi family to suffer a severe blow.

"Second!" The eldest son of the Qi family saw this and his eyes were about to break. He forced his power regardless of the tumbling of the qi and blood in his body.

"Forcibly exercising your power will only add to your death." Zhang Kaifeng could see that this person's internal organs had been damaged, and because of the effect of the magical Yuan Dan, wildness occupied rationality, and he was no longer afraid of any threat when fighting alone.

"Sword Shadow of Remnant Wind!" Zhang Kaifeng's murderous intent remained unabated, and he stepped on his steps and disappeared from the spot.

The eldest brother of the Qi family failed, and Zhang Kaifeng's figure had already appeared behind the second brother of the Qi family. With a loud bang, the peerless Holy Demon Sword was inserted into the sword sheath, and the two of them burst into sword energy and fell into dust.

His figure was shaking and disappeared here, leaving two corpses on the edge of the cliff.

At the foot of the mountain, Xu Po flees desperately, turning back from time to time, full of horror on his face. He was extremely embarrassed and disappeared and calmly. Since he recognized that person, he no longer had any intention of fighting.

"Can you leave?"

The familiar voice sounded again, Pingtan's voice, but when it fell into Xu Po's ears, it was like the sound of death. Xu Po looked up and happened to meet those eyes. There was no emotion in those eyes, only endless murderous intent, and cold murderous intent permeated the surroundings. Many beasts were running around under this murderous aura, not daring to stay here.

"Zhang Kaifeng, no~No~No~You can't kill me. The person targeting you is not me, I am just forced." Xu Po sat down on the ground, speaking incoherently: "Brother Zhang, it's my little brother who doesn't know Mount Tai. Xu apologizes to you here. The Xu family is in the northern area. As long as Brother Zhang arrives there, I will definitely treat you with kindness."

"Is that right?" Zhang Kaifeng's mouth slashed slightly, and his eyes became sharp: "Then you are condensing your energy in the dark, are you trying to attack and kill unexpectedly?"

"How is that possible?" Xu Po said with a forced smile: "Actually, Brother Zhang, we have a common enemy, so it's better to cooperate."

"Common enemy? Cooperation?" Zhang Kaifeng asked with interest behind his sword.

"Of course." Xu Po saw that the other party was a little moved, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I have long disliked Xu Chong's actions. If Brother Zhang can help me get rid of him, after I take power in the future, Brother Zhang will definitely follow him."

"Hmph, after saying so much, you still secretly condense your energy. I trust you, you can only die." Zhang Kaifeng's cold eyes flashed, he jumped, and slashed down with a sword.

The sword in the wind is faster than lightning, and the sharp sword energy comes in an instant, and at this moment, a Buddha sounds.

"Amitabha."

The Buddha's voice sounded, and then a ray of Buddha's light palm power fell from the sky, hitting the man in white. Before the palm light had fallen, a heavy pressure had been pressed down, which suddenly slowed down the extremely fast.

"Sword~Demonic Flow."

Zhang Kaifeng's eyes burst out with sharp eloquence. He held the hilt of the sword in an instant and poured his divine energy into his body. Suddenly, the majestic sword force soared into the sky, and a sword flattened the sky.

"Boom!"

The domineering sword Ling Chen, the Buddha's palm was directly shattered by the sword. The majestic waves swept into the four directions, urging the surroundings, the ground was blown away, and the trees were broken.

Xu Po was shocked. How could Zhang Kaifeng, the magic sword, be so brave? He was directly blown away by the air wave and fell to the ground. He spit out blood and was about to escape, but he found that the sharp sword edge was already under his throat. His cold murderous intent made him dare not make any moves, for fear of being killed.

The wind was sparse, and the broken branches and leaves were broken by slight steps. An old monk wearing a tattered cassock twisted the Buddha's fingers and walked slowly.

Zhang Kaifeng stood firmly, but his sword posture increased instead of decreasing. His posture seemed simple, but he kept his flaws and did not dare to be careless. This old monk seemed ordinary, but his palm just now was enough to prove that he was hidden.

"The donor's murderous intention is Ling Lie. I wonder where this donor Xu offended you. I hope the donor put down his butcher's knife and turn around and turn around." The old monk persuaded him.

Zhang Kaifeng looked unmoved, but he secretly raised his true energy and said, "The master practiced in the mountains and was able to achieve his own fortune. His profound skills are admired by the younger generation. However, in the affairs of the world, please do not interfere in this area, which has disturbed Qingjing."

"There is a saying in Buddhism that saving a life is worse than building a seven-level pagoda. It is better for Donor Zhang to let this donor go, and Pingshen resolves the two hatreds." The old monk said.

"Master, save me." Xu Po seemed to see a life-saving straw and shouted desperately: "Master, this person is a descendant of the Demon Sword Dao. His style of killing and ruthlessness is actually a cancer in the martial arts world."

"Martial Arts Cancer?" Zhang Kaifeng snorted coldly, tearing Xu Po's right arm with a sword, and screaming suddenly, saying, "You seem to have forgotten your situation. If you talk nonsense, the next sword will be your head."

When Xu Po heard this, his heart chilled. Five years later, the man who appeared again decisively and decisively. His seemingly calm words made him dare not refute the slightest, even if there was the unfathomable old monk here.

"Then the donor forced me to take action." The old monk sighed helplessly.

Hearing this, a true energy burst out from Zhang Kaifeng's body, and blasted Xu Po out. Xu Po's back hit a tree. Just as he thought he could escape, several sword energy suddenly pierced into several acupoints. Then, a cold voice sounded in his ear: "If you want to die, you can escape by yourself."

For some reason, this voice made Xu Po no longer have the intention to escape, especially the few sword energy that had just been immersed in his body. Although he didn't know what it was, his intuition told him that he could not escape, otherwise he would bear the consequences at his own risk.

"Please!" Zhang Kaifeng made a gesture.

"Occursed." A light burst out from the old monk's turbid eyes.

Zhang Kaifeng did not hesitate, and immediately moved his body to one side. In an instant, the ground cracked when he was in the same place. Zhang Kaifeng's pupils shrank, but disappeared in an instant, and cut into the old monk's throat with a sword.

In an instant, the sharp sword edge, like the ice of thousands of years, suddenly became murderous, like the roaring sea of ​​rage.

"The murderous intent and resentment are too heavy." The old monk looked at the sword that was approaching, showing compassion.

Then, his head glanced back, and in the midst of lightning, the sword slashed against his forehead.

"There is no killing in the world, how can the world come from?" Facing the old monk easily avoiding a sword, Zhang Kaifeng didn't care at all and calmly drew a sword.

The old monk waved his body, his toes slit, like reeds in the wind, moving with the sword wind. He moved horizontally to one side, and his dry palms squeezed out the Buddhist seal.

In an instant, the murderous aura in the forest disappeared out of thin air, and the golden holy light scattered. On the branches, the grass and the fallen leaves were instantly dyed with golden luster. The Buddha's light shone everywhere and spread out, and the golden holy flowers were like Buddhas coming to the world.

The Buddha's palm was pushed out, like Mount Tai, and the sea was sweeping over, urging the chaotic rocks and cracking the shrubs. Seeing this, Zhang Kaifeng's eyes became even more sharp, and his sword was like a full pool of water climbing to the top in an instant.

Then, with a long roar, the destruction sword intent spread out over the sky, the edge opened and the storm turned into three thousand sharp lights. The sharp sword energy swarmed out like a tide, like three thousand ink splashing ink, dyeing the mountains and forests, and painted into a landscape painting. The sword energy and Buddha light were dotted with a touch of light in the natural painting, and achieved in an instant.

"Boom!"

The Buddha's light burst into sword light, woven with brilliant sparks. The surroundings were as if they were attacked by storms, urging them to break into the sky, and a cloud of mushrooms rose into the sky, with an energy that was as strong as a sword, sweeping over them.

Zhang Kaifeng groaned and took a few steps back, but his eyes were filled with a more intense fighting spirit. While laughing to the sky, he danced white with a more crazy expression and a stronger murderous intent, just like after the strong wine entered his throat, his fierceness exploded. He rose into the air in one step, and his figure transformed into several figures in the air, launching a sharp attack on the old monk.

The old monk floated in his cassock, his turbid eyes narrowed slightly, and his dry fingers bounced, bounced away the layers of sword nets one by one.

Zhang Kaifeng's sword power could not be broken, but his sword power was constantly increasing, and his murderous moves became more and more intense. His wild sword moves were extremely sharp. The fierce and violent sword energy was surging and facing the old monk's fingers head-on.

"Do!Do!"

In an instant, the sound of metallic attacks resounded through the wilderness forest. Xu, whose strength was sealed, screamed and bleeding from his seven orifices.

The old monk changed his color. Facing such an attack, his expression gradually became solemn, and his skills increased unknowingly. With a light shout, the Buddha's palm pushed away the sword's edge, soared into the air, and shot down with a whip leg.

"Peng!"

Zhang Kaifeng pulled back, but it appeared that the old monk stepped down, the ground cracked inch by inch, and a force of energy swept across the world, and an unparalleled power blasted out.

Zhang Kaifeng could not dodge, and his backward body suddenly stopped, and his skill suddenly increased. He rolled in the inner Yuan into the sword, and the tip of the sword inserted into the ground, bursting with sword energy. Two violent forces blasted against each other, like two mountains colliding together, and a more terrifying shock sound broke out.

"Swish!"

In the moment of power blasting, two figures rushed out in the smoke and dust, and started an extreme duel.

"Mingfo Tianzhen!" At this moment, the old monk's true energy was ripped out, and he punched the sword. He took advantage of the momentum and penetrated the golden holy light in his palm. Before the palm was reached, he was already oppressing the person.
Chapter completed!