With a slight shake of the tree roots, the yellow sand disappeared, and the surrounding area was restored again, as if what happened before happened in a dream.
However, the person Bofeng completely disappeared and could never be found again.
"Bifeng is dead?"
"His soul aura is gone and his body turns into yellow sand? How... is this possible?"
"what happened?"
The teeth of many foreign spirit tribesmen were chattering.
Even though I saw it with my own eyes, I still couldn’t believe it.
Bofeng's strength, when fighting alone, is definitely the pinnacle among them. With this kind of strength, he turns into yellow sand once he meets him, and he doesn't even have the ability to react... What exactly is this tree root?
What?
How could it be so terrifying?
Not only everyone was stunned by this expression, but many famous masters such as Xingmeng Sword Master were also dumbfounded.
I thought that Zhang Xuan would be very difficult to fight without using the holy beast, but he never expected that he would be faster!
It ended in less than two breaths, and ended with... Bifeng's complete death!
"Xuan'er, this is..."
Dream Sword Saint looked over.
"It's nothing, this is also the small chance I just mentioned! It's just something that was tamed by chance!" Zhang Xuan smiled.
This tree root looks terrifying, but in fact, as long as it seals its aura and prevents the fluff from entering the body, there is nothing you can do. Its true combat power is not as good as the five holy beasts.
"..." Meng Sword Master's chest felt tight.
A small chance?
Five sacred beasts in the Immortal Realm of Dzogchen, and one tree root that can easily kill the Immortal Realm of Dzogchen... These are all small chances. What do they call them?
It doesn’t matter!
"return!"
With a flick of his palm, the tree root came to him, and was put into the folding space by Zhang Xuan, and then he grabbed it again.
The Holy Blood Crystal and Hanyue Gou also flew over: "This is the one I won in a bet, you're welcome..."
After saying that, regardless of everyone's expressions, he directly put the ring away.
Boom!
As soon as I put the things away, I felt a frightening breath spread suddenly, like a typhoon approaching the shore, cracks appeared on the ground, and the four pavilions of spring, summer, autumn, and winter also kept shaking, as if they were under pressure.
Unstoppable pressure.
"This is...the Ancient Sage!"
His pupils shrank, and Zhang Xuan hurriedly looked up.
I saw pressure coming from all directions and couldn't figure out where it came from.
"Although this tree root is not a holy beast, it still has a sense of life. It can be regarded as a pet. Is this a fair duel?"
Wow!
A loud voice sounded, and then Zhang Xuan felt his body tighten, as if he was locked by someone's thoughts, and a force pressed down on him, trying to crush him alive and kill him.
Creak! Creak!
The bones all over his body were brittle, and cold sweat broke out on his head.
Obviously, what he did just now was somewhat illegal, and the other party's Ancient Sage couldn't stand it any longer.
"Yu Laogui, just now my junior specifically asked if we could use tree roots. Your people only used them if they agreed. Why, you don't want to admit your defeat? You don't have to admit it, then we will have a fight!"
boom!
Just when Zhang Xuan couldn't hold on anymore, a voice sounded again, and then, a force like a spring breeze touched him, and the pressure on his body disappeared.
The two super strong men collided, and the surrounding space made the sound of water hitting the rocks, and it could break at any time.
"The ancient sage of the Zhang family?"
With a thought in his heart, Zhang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief after knowing the identity of this person.
It seems that the ancestor of the Zhang family took action.
"He only said that the roots of the tree are strong, but he did not say that it can kill people..." A voice called Yulaogui sounded.
"Since there is a competition, you must have the consciousness of being killed. Tree roots can kill people, but Hanyue Gou can't kill people?" The ancestor of the Zhang family snorted coldly: "If you lose, you lose. If you can't afford to lose, don't hide like a turtle.
, If you keep talking nonsense, believe it or not, I will pull you out and crush your balls even if you are injured?"
"you……"
Old Yu Gui shivered angrily, but he seemed to be afraid of the ancestor of the Zhang family and was not entangled in this matter: "Huh, let's not argue with you today. I don't believe that I can keep guarding this guy. His name is Zhang Xuan. I remember it.
It's time! After we get out of the Confucius Temple, we have plenty of time... Well, don't stay here, go back and wait for the Dacheng Hall to open!"
"yes!"
Many foreign spirit tribesmen turned around at the same time when they heard the ancient saint ancestor speak.
"Wait!"
He had just taken two steps when he heard a loud shout and Zhang Xuan took a step forward.
"What? You still want to compete?"
Seeing him speak, many people from the Foreign Spirit tribe turned pale.
"Yes, I still want to compete! Don't worry, this time, I won't use sacred beasts or tree roots. Do you dare to fight me?"
Being oppressed and threatened with someone's breath, when had Zhang Xuan ever felt this kind of anger before?
It’s not like the Ancient Sage has never been beaten to death before. Since he dares to threaten me, then... let’s kill your subordinates first!
At that time, as long as this guy dares to show up, he will probably throw a book at him. I don't mind, but he will kill another ancient saint!
"Are you sure?"
A foreign spirit tribesman couldn't help but ask.
"Why, if you don't dare to do this, why are you called the Spirit Clan? Don't come to the Famous Teacher Continent, hurry up and go back!"
Zhang Xuan hummed.
"You..." Many of the Foreign Spirit tribesmen's faces were ashen and their fists were clenched.
"You really don't need holy beasts and tree roots?"
The old ghost's voice sounded.
"I can swear as a famous teacher that if you only use your own strength and your own weapons, you will not even let the weapons be used because of fear!" Zhang Xuan raised his head, not afraid of the identity of the other ancient saint.
: "If you don't even allow the use of weapons, then just pretend I didn't say that!"
"Hmph, of course you can use weapons in the competition!"
The old ghost snorted.
Just now, his subordinates also used weapons, which was nothing and could not increase their combat effectiveness much.
"That's good, do you dare to compete with me?" Zhang Xuan stretched out his fingers forward: "If you are timid, I will challenge a group of them alone. In other words, they can take turns to fight me, or they can all fight together. I Zhang
Xuan, if you frown, you are not from the Zhang family!"
"Well said! You are indeed a good man of my Zhang family!"
The ancestor of the Zhang family snorted with praise in his tone: "Old Ghost Yu, you shouldn't be afraid anymore!"
"you……"
Unexpectedly, being generalized by a little man with a golden body, Yu Lao Gui was so angry that he was about to explode: "Okay, as you wish, I will not only compete, but also fight to the death! In other words, I will fight to the death, do you dare to agree?
"
He was really angry.
The majesty of the ancient sage cannot be violated, and this guy has provoked him one after another, which has already made him furious.
This guy has powerful beast pets and powerful tree roots, but his own strength can only be considered average. I don’t believe it, so many tribesmen are taking turns to fight, and they still can’t kill him!
"Yu Laogui, you really want to lose face..." Knowing that the other party wanted to kill him, the junior, the ancestor of the Zhang family shouted coldly. Just as he was about to refuse, he heard the junior in front of the crowd move forward again, and his voice sounded.
