After supporting Zhao Zhuer for a long time, Zhang Wenfeng finally had the mood to appreciate the shocking effect of Fang Bailan's bold sword stroke after Zhao Zhuer regained his strength and was able to stand upright and whispered to him, "Shopkeeper, that's all."
Looking at the many frightened monks who had stopped after the chaos dozens of miles away, and the hozens would continue to flee at the slightest sign of trouble, he sighed deeply in his heart. This is the deterrent effect of masters at critical moments.
He had already guessed that Fang Bailan used a trace of power left in Mo Ye's body.
I had heard Mo Ye mention it before that it would provide some benefits to Yishen.
Who could have expected it to be such a huge force?
In essence, it is beyond the fifth level. The sixth level is too far away and cannot be matched by monks from the lower realm.
The clamorous Qu Weichi died unjustly. He became a jumping chicken who killed the chicken to scare the monkeys. He was killed with one sword as a negative example. It felt like killing a chicken with a bull's knife.
I don’t know when the next time Fang Bailan will be able to use this power?
No wonder she had to choose the right time. It should be just right now. Qu Weichi had just recovered to the fifth level. He was neither strong nor weak, and his escape speed could not keep up with the killing speed of the sword. As for scaring the timid Qiu Wen, he let him run a hundred miles first.
, mostly intimidating, but Qiu Wen did not dare to put his life on the gambling table, so he had no choice but to obey orders.
The younger junior sister is good at tricks and calculations, and everything is seamlessly linked.
A big thing was accomplished by her in three strokes, five divided by two.
The reputation and power have reached their peak in the three continents, and no one dares to resist the challenge for at least a hundred years.
Later, she negotiated with Qiu Wen thirty miles away and settled some rules. Fang Bailan did not bully others too much. She completely treated and considered the interests of both parties as equals, which calmed the hearts of Qiu Wen and the monks from Nanyuan Continent and made them feel humiliated.
Go for a moment.
After deciding on the general direction, Fang Bailan asked Qiu Wen to draft a document on the spot, and after the two signed it, they each held one copy.
Carrying Zhao Zhuer and Zhang Guanzhu, they flew north and retired with success, leaving the specific details for the monks from the three continents to quarrel, discuss, and make decisions.
An extremely large-scale battle was about to begin, but it ended with a single blow of the sword.
After seeing off Fang Bailan and Zhao Zhuer, Zhang Wenfeng waited for the monks who had not yet returned in Dongyuefang City. He drank leisurely in the window view of his "Cyclamen" restaurant.
The good news has long been conveyed through Feijian, to the various dynasties in the Eastern and Western Continent.
The shopkeepers and clerks in Dongyuefang City were all in high spirits as if they were celebrating the New Year, and they gathered together to talk excitedly.
You Mengchang saw Fang Bailan's shocking sword strike at close range, and he still hasn't recovered yet. He sat across from him holding a wine cup and stared blankly. After a while, he sighed: "You're a frog in a well, you've lived in vain."
After thousands of years, hey, a fifth-level sword can actually be so powerful. The power is too strong. You opened your eyes and gained insights."
Looking at Taoist Zhang who was pouring himself a drink, he didn't have the consciousness to help him solve his doubts. You Meng coughed and said: "Fellow Taoist Zhang, it's not as good as having fun alone as everyone. You seem to know the power that Fang Bailan borrowed, and you can do it."
Do you want to help You solve your doubts?"
Zhang Wenfeng paused and said with a half-smile, "You, Mr. You, are pursuing another direction. Why should you insist on whether the ultimate power is strong or not?"
You Meng sighed and said: "At the end of the power, different paths lead to the same destination. Since you know this, Zhang Daoyou, you can just chat with me. That power is too powerful. More than five thousand years ago, I have seen countless amazing and talented people, and no one can compare with them.
I wonder which great power is stranded in the outer world?"
Zhang Wenfeng thought for a moment and said: "I once heard her say that she stayed in the world for thousands of years just to break through the final bottleneck of reaching the ninth level."
You Meng Chang is horrified. He is an eighth-level perfect monk. The ninth-level monk can only stay in the upper world for three to five hundred years. When the time comes, he will raise the clouds to ascend to the fairyland. Therefore, the eighth-level monk is the most powerful one walking in the world.
, no wonder no wonder.
He couldn't sit still after hearing such news, he stood up and walked back and forth.
With his intelligence and a little digging, he guessed that the powerful man was the Lord of Moling Netherland. Only such a person could subdue three sixth-level monsters and willingly obey his orders. Taoist Zhang had such a big backer behind him.
I don’t know how I made friends with such an expert with higher eyesight?
"You Lao, I would like to ask you, is there any other way to remedy this situation?"
Zhang Wenfeng asked.
You Mengchang floated back to his chair and sat down, shaking his head and saying: "There must be a way. I know of several. It's not cost-effective, and the chances are slim. I advise you not to consider every possible way for the juniors. Some people
Being eliminated if you can't keep up is in line with the ruthless laws of heaven. If you interfere too much, it will be harmful."
Zhang Wenfeng silently bowed his hand and bowed. From now on, everyone except Qian Jing should let things take their own course.
The monks returned the next day, and they were accompanied by many forces representing various cities in the Nanyuan Continent. From now on, Dongyuefang City will be the only link of common interests between the three continents, and the Fangshi Shop will need to be readjusted.
Met and chatted with many old friends, and saw many people off one after another.
The day before Zhang Guanzhu was about to leave for his return, an old friend Cen Sanlin, whom he had not seen for many years, came to the restaurant.
Through Cen Sanlin's narration, Zhang Wenfeng knew that Gao Yi, Hu Yanjian and other established monks in the Free Realm of Weiyun Temple had failed to pass the test in the past few years, cutting off the way to the fourth level. So far, the original large sects have
It was reduced to a second-rate sect in Chongzhou, which made people sigh.
Cen Sanlin had already perfected the realm of freedom. Seeing that his elders and fellow disciples around him were unable to succeed one after another, he procrastinated until now. He hesitated again and again and met with Zhang Guanzhu, hoping to ask Guanzhu Zhang to help him with his advice.
He stretched out his head and slashed his head, and he was ready to fight with all his strength.
You Mengchang sneered in the water-gathering bead: "After all the delay, this guy's anger has been exhausted and his old energy is deep. No matter how hard he tries, he will never be able to succeed. Unless he tries his skills again, there is still some hope."
After hearing Zhang Guanzhu's tactful reminder, Cen Sanlin suddenly understood, stood up, bowed, and left.
For him, re-cultivating San Gong and then passing the test is the best way.
Only those who looked up to him, a friend in adversity back then, would tell him how to risk his life and survive.
Zhang Wenfeng returned to the sect and stayed for half a month. He talked with Yue Anyan, Tu Kun and others. On a hot afternoon in midsummer, he hung his sword alone, refusing Lu Zijin's shameless follow, and started his journey in a leisurely way. Perhaps
, it will take twenty or thirty years before he can return to the sect.
According to the agreement, he first walked up and down Da'an, then went to Daying, Dayi, and then to Daqiang in the north and Daliang and Qianxi Island Kingdom in the west. After that, he spent three to five years in the Duxian Islands to accumulate merit.
, temper and clean the jade skeleton, and complete the refining of the rune bone puppet.
Later, we will cross the sea to travel to the vast continent and experience the dazzling exotic customs of the spiritual world.