Yingtu did not expect that Zhang Kaifeng would not enter. Seeing him suddenly taking action, he couldn't help but snorted coldly. The clay man was still three points of fire, not to mention the old man who had been famous for a long time. The cane was as smooth as a mirror, blocking with one hand, completely with a tough attitude. At the moment when the two sides were fighting, they wanted to take advantage of the situation after shaking Zhang Kaifeng and prepare to meet him, so that the ungrateful magic sword would suffer a great loss.

The sword is as powerful as thunder, with great momentum to win the lead. Yingtu sneered, and it was a fancy after all. However, this idea was all withdrawn in an instant. It was nothing more, because the sword had changed.

The moment the sword was unsheathed, everything was quiet. The old man seemed to only hear the beating of his heart and the flow of blood in his body. At this moment, he almost felt that it was his own illusion, but after all, he had been walking in the world for many years and had rich experience. Soon he didn't think so, and a legend flashed through his mind.

Swordsmen have won the favor of people in the martial arts world because of their elegance, and most of them are sword practitioners in the world. However, the reason why swordsmen are swordsmen is not just free and easy. Their attacks are sharp and superior to all. A long time ago, those who achieved the sword immortals and broke the void were even the only ones.

Since the breaking of the void became a myth, although there are many swordsmen, they are like the creator of the river, and there are very few who can become masters of swordsmanship. Therefore, those sword-practicing people in the world are nicknamed passers-by on the sword, not swordsmen.

Those who truly succeed in learning can use swords in three stages, namely swords and sword control, and the upper level is sword control, but there are very few sword controls, which is the true essence of swordsmanship and the top of swordsmanship.

The moment he lost his mind, the sword had fallen.

Zhang Kaifeng fell on the cane with a sword, and it was silent. Yingtu was surprised to return to his senses. When the unparalleled power that had been brewing for a long time was hit, it turned out to be like a sea of ​​mud. But the next moment, all the power that was shot was swept back by greater power, and pressed down on Yingtu like a sea of ​​rushing!

Yingtu was so shocked that he could not care about any tricks. When he exhaled, his whole body shone with light, and it was as bright as a small sun.

In an instant, two huge forces collided, Yingtu couldn't stop a muffled groan, and took three steps in a row. The ground made of Qingyan, which was harder than the alloy steel plate, suddenly became soft, like tofu. Yingtu barely suppressed the tumbling blood, and endured the fishy astringent in his chest. Just as he just stabilized his steps, he heard a few light sounds of tearing, and his sleeves suddenly broke into several cracks, and his skin stinged, and a few bright red blood lines were added to the arm holding the cane.

Yingtu was shocked and looked down. He saw a few faint dark magic energy and white light floating in the air, which disappeared after a while. Seeing this, Yingtu was even more shocked. He knew that it was because the two people could not bear the collision of power, which caused the space to turmoil.

How powerful is the attack of Returning the Void? If you want to fight against the enemy, if you want to fight for life and death, you may have the possibility of space tearing. After all, the powerful man in Returning the Void has touched the threshold of Tao, and his moves have the power to hook the world. The two of them directly fought head-on on the ground, and it is not surprising that they tear the space apart. Fortunately, Zhang Kaifeng started with a melee fighting force, and Yingtu had no time and had no space to use other powerful moves, which did not affect the children of the surrounding Demon God Palace.

After Yingtu breathed a sigh of relief, he raised half of his heart again. It was not until he saw Zhang Kaifeng keep retreating and three more steps back than him that he felt that he had saved some face. Zhang Kaifeng took a few more steps back, and Yingtu's clothes were damaged, which barely seemed like a draw.

However, Yingtu has been breaking through the Xutian Pass for more than 20 years, and Zhang Kaifeng has only been a few months in his full calculations. Yingtu has practiced to the seventh and eighth levels of Huanxu, and his cultivation is several levels higher than Zhang Kaifeng, but both sides have a draw. Seriously speaking, Yingtu has lost.

Zhang Kaifeng moved his wrists, inserted the peerless Holy Demon Sword back into the scabbard, and said, "I will fulfill my promise and take one step first."

Zhang Kaifeng refused Ying Wudi's follow and left alone with his sword. This time, no one stopped him, watching him disappear into the distance.

Yingtu stood with his hands behind his back. After the figure disappeared from his sight, he looked at the children of the Demon God Palace who were unconscious on the ground and then snorted, saying, "Wake them all! A group of waste, the faces of the Demon God Palace were thrown away by them."

After the old man walking cane gave the order, those who were watching woke up as if they were dreaming and hurried over to try to rescue him, but they couldn't wake up. In desperation, they carried down many unconscious demon god palace children and slowly treated him.

An old man came over and whispered, "Just let him go back like that? Why not intercept him outside the Demon God Palace to see how long he can live here with a new champion?"

Yingtu glared at him and said coldly: "Although this person has just entered the realm of emptiness, he has ascended to the fifth level of heaven in a short period of time. The sword just now is probably not his full strength. Besides, if I wait for such a fuss, do you think the palace master will not know?"

"Palace Master! So what if he knows it? After all, it is difficult to convince the public by letting Zhang Kaifeng enter the holy land. We are just angry when we do this. What else can the Palace Master do?"

"Silly, do you think the Palace Master would not know what we think, but why did he let it go? He is giving us a chance. If you win, it would be fine. If you can't win, you will still intercept it. Do you think the Palace Master would give up?" The old man on the cane scolded.

The others could only be unwilling to give up. In fact, they also knew that it would be impossible for them to leave behind the magic sword Zhang Kaifeng. If Zhang Kaifeng could not be killed, then the bloody revenge fell on the palace of the Demon God, and they would not be able to take it.

The woman of Hongzhuang and Ying Wudi left here early, and then a waiter came and said that the Lord of the Demon God Palace summoned the old men and asked the old men to go. The group of old men who had been stealing chickens and followed the rice with a gloomy face. They dared not disobey, because there were more than one or two strong men supporting him around this generation of Palace Master.

Zhang Kaifeng, who left the martial arts venue, returned to the secluded little thatched cottage and lived in. The ponds that had been destroyed by Ying Wudi's fight with him had all been repaired. As always, there was no big change.

During this period, no one came to disturb him. In fact, when dusk fell, Zhang Kaifeng walked out of the cottage and stood by the pond: "Come out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several figures rushed out from those inconspicuous places. There were five people in total, and they did not show their true faces. The five were introverted, but Zhang Kaifeng could still feel the pulse of their thick martial arts, a first-class master.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!