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This Guanzhu Zhang probably left a good impression on the higher-ups in the Daolu branch in Zhoucheng, and even the Daolu in the capital city.

Why bother to challenge at this time?

How could Feng Chengfeng listen to it? After drinking two cups of tea, he once again looked at Zhang Wenfeng, who was chatting and laughing with other people, and said again: "Guan Zhang, the matter is over, why don't we learn a few tricks? It is for Zhang Guanzhu to get a reward for his military exploits, to add to the fun and excitement."

Feng Chengyun who was next to him almost covered his forehead when he heard this, but even the clay figurine was very angry now.

His cousin is too dumb to speak, offending people.

Is there anything like this to add to the fun?

Wu Ganping glanced at Song Suxing who was astonished. He probably regretted that he should not have come to this muddy water. He just smiled and didn't speak, let alone persuade him. He glanced at Fu Gujing with his eyes, and everyone drank tea Don't even talk.

Zhang Wenfeng put down the teacup, and said with a smile: "Feng Daoyou is a guest from afar, and Zhang Moumian is half the host, and he can't spoil the interest of the guests again and again, so let the host do as the guest does, and let's learn a few tricks at will, so as not to hurt the peace." .”

He stood up, stretched out his hand to ask, and walked out the door first.

The Daolu branch actually has a venue for martial arts exercises, Zhang Wenfeng led people to the yard in front of the gate.

The place is big enough to display, and... there are enough people waiting to watch.

He has endured again and again in exchange for the aggressiveness of the other party, since he is shameless, then he can't be blamed, so what about Nine Crane Palace?Just relying on Feng Qiyue, a cultivator in the free state, to support his facade, he dared to be so defiant.

He also didn't know if that guy was out of his wits, or if he was very self-reliant?

Or is it deliberately doing this to seek his bad luck?

Feng Chengfeng said to Song Suxing and Wu Ganping as he walked, "I'm discussing with Guanzhu Zhang, and I invite you two to be a witness."

Wu Ganping smiled and said, "It's easy to say, easy to say."

Zhang Guanzhu even said what he said casually, today's discussion is a bit interesting.

Song Suxing could only nod his head in response, that's all, young people are impulsive, it's a good thing to suffer some setbacks.

A few people walked to the middle of the field, Chen Qingqiao and Che Sheng went to the corridor to watch the play, Chen Qingqiao recognized many people, he secretly transmitted voices to the Taoist men in each room, came out to watch the fun.

Feng Chengyun saw that there were more people onlookers at once, he felt a sudden shock in his heart, and hurriedly shouted: "Guan Zhang, please be merciful, let's discuss and give advice, so you don't need to get hurt..."

Feng Chengfeng stared, and said: "Go to the side corridor and don't get in the way later."

He despises his brother for growing other people's ambitions and destroying his own prestige.

With a swipe, he pulled out the five-foot long knife at his waist, hugged the handle and saluted: "Please!"

Zhang Wenfeng never slacked off when facing challenges and sparring, so he drew out his Zaomu sword in return, "Please!"

Long before he went to Huanye wasteland, he put the Bizhu sword into the storage bottle space, so as not to be burdensome on his waist. Besides, the Bizhu sword is a little short, and he is used to the custom-made Zaomu sword, so it is difficult to use it back to the original Bizhu sword.

Unceremoniously, he stabbed and attacked with the sword flatly, followed a little with his feet, and rushed forward.

He doesn't need to fly, it's better for him to keep his feet on the ground.

Before the sword's edge arrived, the sword energy seemed to be cutting and splitting, covering the man who was holding the knife and pretending to be five feet away.

Chi chi piercing the air, causing the expressions of the two witnesses to change slightly, and they quickly retreated. Zhang Guanzhu's swordsmanship has reached an unbelievable level, and they don't want to be affected by it.

"It's a good move, the immortal guides the way!"

Feng Chengfeng stepped on the bluestone ground, shaking the knife with one hand.

Dozens of sword shadows stood up like a forest, overlapping and colliding with the sword energy, making a dense sound.

After a few "ding dong" sounds, the stabbing sword deviated from the direction, Feng Chengfeng turned sideways and punched hard with his left hand, the fist bloomed with earthy yellow metal color.

"Martial Cultivator's Innate Realm!"

Zhang Wenfeng finally understood where the opponent's confidence came from, Feng Chengfeng was a rare master of both martial arts.

He turned around suddenly, with a ghostly body, and passed by a group of fists. Bright blue and yellowish brilliance erupted from his body, blocking the aftermath of the punch.

He has rich experience in actual combat, and it is impossible for the opponent to succeed in a sneak attack.

"Come again!"

Feng Chengfeng stepped on the ground, starting from the position where he was standing, the stone slab shattered and spread cracks three feet away, the gravity technique was activated, causing Zhang Guanzhu, who turned and retreated, to pause, and he roared, Slashing fiercely with the knife, he pounced forward.

The timing of this attack was extremely clever, as if it had been calculated.

Zhang Wenfeng flicked the fingers of his left hand, and a little bit of blue light "Jiu Jiu" shot out.

Relying on the fact that he is carrying a rare treasure, Feng Chengfeng is safe and secure, so he ignores such a level of harassment and attack.

He has done a lot of collection before, and knows which skills Zhang Guanzhu has. One is the dense rain of thousands of green thorns that appear out of thin air, one is the secret technique of using thorn hooks and wire vines to wrap around, and the other is He Guangjun's appreciation. fencing.

As long as he is careful not to be trapped by the opponent's entanglement technique, he may not be without the possibility of defeating the opponent with both martial arts and treasures.

He had heard long ago that the gold-throwing gorilla demon of the demon clan had tempered his body so that it would be difficult to injure it with a magic weapon, but in the end he lost an arm.

He felt that the monster had a brain problem and underestimated the enemy.

"Bang bang", Feng Chengfeng was attacked by seven or eight green thorns, and suddenly changed from chopping to sweeping.

With a pause, the Gravity Technique was cast again.

There is no distinction between beginners and good or bad skills. Only when the timing is right and proficiency can it be used to its full potential.

Zhang Wenfeng tapped the wooden sword three times in a row, and the tip of the sword skillfully pierced the opponent's blade each time. With the sound of "ding ding", he used his force to turn three times, eliminating the interference of the opponent's gravity technique. It seemed thrilling but easily avoided the sweep of the knife There are dozens of knife shadows.

He didn't cast the "Blue Light Reflecting Curse" on himself, relying entirely on the Aoki Transformation Wave Technique and the dust-cleaning robe for protection.

Regarding Feng Chengfeng's strength, he was quite pleasantly surprised.

Then he can let go of his hands and feet, try the "fitting with the body" sword state he has mastered, and hone his sword skills.

Both of them were monks in the Gradient Realm, but they only spun around on the ground and refused to fly up to attack.

All of a sudden, the sound of clashing swords and knives could be heard intensively, and a figure was flexible and strange, attacking from all directions around another figure with yellow brilliance, splitting and rejoining, fighting quite fiercely.

Chen Qingqiao was a little worried, and asked through voice transmission: "Brother Fu, what are the chances of Guanzhu Zhang winning?"

Don't lose to that arrogant kid from Nine Crane Palace.

Fu Gujing watched with gusto. The two people in the arena were actually attacking at close quarters. For the use of spells, they mainly used assistance. It's the part he's not good at.

"Don't worry, Zhang Guanzhu will not be defeated. None of his secret techniques are useless. He can easily fight against Feng Chengfeng with only his sword skills. Zhang Guanzhu's swordsmanship has improved a lot, and his body skills, I really don't know How did he cultivate it?"

"That's good, as long as you are undefeated, it's fine."

Chen Qingqiao felt relieved.

At this time, the corridor was full of men watching the excitement.

Many new Taoists did not know Zhang Wenfeng, Wu Youde waited for some old people, and introduced them in a low voice but excitedly, talking about Zhang Guanzhu's great achievements, and so on.

Feng Chengyun, who was sweating a little, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He saw that his cousin was wearing the "Rock Armor" war robe, a treasure inherited from the sect, and he didn't know when Master Qiyue, their distant elder, would reward him. The cousin's strict tone, even he kept it a secret, It made him worry for a long time.

After fighting for a long time, Feng Chengfeng saw that he couldn't defeat the opponent, Zhang Guanzhu's body skills were too weird, his gravity technique couldn't hold him back at all, he couldn't keep up with the opponent's speed, and he was basically invincible, He shouted: "Guanzhu Zhang, let's let go of our hands and feet, how about we attack each move and see the difference?"

Zhang Wenfeng also found that he couldn't break through the strange protection of the layer of rock scales flowing on the opponent's body for a while.

Withdrawing the sword and retreating, he said with a smile, "Good!"

He still has the magical power of the "Blue Light Reflecting Curse" that has not been used, so there is no problem with his defense.

"You come first, I have already taken advantage of this treasure."

Feng Chengfeng said generously.

Zhang Wenfeng retreated to about eight feet, intending to test the power of the sword supernatural power he displayed when he reached the "fitting with the body" sword state, and Feng Chengfeng's body has strong protection and good strength. This is a rare opportunity to verify the supernatural power .

"careful!"

Zhang Wenfeng recited the scriptures silently, and cast the supernatural power of "Guanxinmu Sword Curse", raised his sword and slashed down at the earth-yellow ball of light in the distance.

A ray of bright cold light suddenly burst out from the edge of the sword, and there was a loud whistling sound through the air.

A layer of bluish gray appeared on his face, and his eyes became cold, urging the vitality in his body to exert his sword supernatural power with all his strength.

A circle of fluctuating airflow breaks in the air, which is visible to the naked eye.

The nearby spiritual energy was drawn and flocked in the direction of Jian Pi.

The power of this sword supernatural power completely exceeded the upper limit of what he could arouse.

Mo Ye, who was reading quietly in the innermost part of the library, raised his head to look in the direction of the field, frowned slightly, and muttered: "The sword creates obsession, and the demons take advantage of the gap!"

The ban on the library didn't work for her, and the Taoist guarding the door thought she was a Taoist from elsewhere.

"Ah..."

Feng Chengfeng felt the strong suffocation of Xin Ji, he was locked by the sword, and he couldn't avoid it, and finally understood why the monster's Chi Yuan was defeated, he shouted and raised the knife to try to win a chance for himself.

"Katha!"

The magic weapon, the long knife, couldn't resist it at all, and broke into two halves when touched.

He desperately raised his arms and crossed them to meet him. His body tempered by innate martial arts, and his inherited treasure "Rock Armor" battle robe, should be able to block such a deadly sword?

My heart is full of sadness!

(Thanks to the blessing of the leader of the "Homecoming Group Zhuang Dingjia"! Today is [-] words, a small burst, thank you for your love and support!)

Chapter 255 Inexplicable Killing Intent

Zhang Wenfeng sensed something was wrong, because in the middle of his sword strike, the momentum of the Zaomu sword drawing his Yuan Qi was too violent and too strong, lacking the kind of control he used to use the sword supernatural power.

His eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of indifferent blue gray.

The murderous thoughts in my heart were raging, and I couldn't stop myself.

For a moment, he faced the enemy in front of him,?Much hate.

I can't wait to slay with a sword, break the bottom line of some invisible rules that I stick to, and become the only one in the world from now on, happy with my enemies.

The moment he cut off Feng Chengfeng's long knife, his sword intent reached its peak, and somehow he had a wavering thought. He suddenly held the hilt of the sword with his left hand, his expression twisted and ferocious, and there were two thoughts fighting in his body .

A murderous bloody,?One desperately blocked and resolved.

All this happened very quickly, Wu Qianping was a little stunned by the sword, and watched the blazing sword light cut the long knife out of thin air, he found something wrong and quickly shouted: "Zhang Wenfeng, stop!"

He folded his hands together and then lifted them upwards, and the entire field was aroused by a large array, forming circles of ripples, shocking upwards, trying to interrupt the sword's momentum of the chop, interlocking his arms to resist the suppression of the sword energy, and stepping into it with both feet. Feng Chengfeng, who was half a foot on the bluestone ground, made a rescue.

He didn't expect that a sparring match would lead to life and death.

Song Suxing also reacted, throwing a ball of red fire shield, trying to help consume the threat of Zhang Guanzhu's sword.

Feng Chengyun in the corridor turned pale with fright. Why did Guanzhu Zhang, who looked gentle, fight so fiercely that he could see life and death with one move?Isn't it the enemy of life and death?He hurriedly flew up to save the field.

The situation in the arena changed again.

Zhang Wenfeng's sword supernatural power was originally a battle between his own thoughts, weakening and consuming each other, so Feng Chengfeng could persist in resisting three or two breaths,?With Wu Qianping and Song Suxing joining in to defuse the attack, it immediately added fuel to the fire.

The stronger the resistance encountered by the sword supernatural power, the killing intent instantly overwhelmed the resistance of one's own consciousness.

"Bang", the fire shield that Song Suxing helped to resist was the first to bear the brunt, burst into countless fragments, and turned into little flames.

The invisible force aroused by the large array made a sound like tearing cloth.

Wu Ganping was impacted, staggered back and forth, he pinched his hands quickly, but still couldn't keep up with the destruction speed of the sword, he smiled wryly and helplessly in his heart, the combined strength of the three of them couldn't stop Brother Zhang's sword.

The trouble was serious, he tried his best to extract the power of the formation, but unfortunately he couldn't spare to take out the official treasure.

"Brother Zhang, stop!"

Fu Gujing was so frightened that he flew out of the corridor and yelled.

He just wanted to see the arrogant Feng Chengfeng make a fool of himself, and didn't want to kill anyone.

Mo Ye, who was watching in the library, shook his head slightly,?She can't wait any longer, ?Take a step forward,?Arrived at the field.

In her right hand, she still holds a transcript of the ancient books about the monsters and mountain gods. Many stories in it involve the underworld. As an expert who came out of the underworld, she is full of flaws, and she can't help laughing. With a push, the sword turned to strike to the end.

It is better to block than sparse, and it is better to guide than sparse.

Of course, among these people, she is the only one who has such strength, and can change the direction of attack with a magical power.

"Boom", dust rose, sword energy splashed, and the bluestone slab was damaged.

Mo Ye plucked a petal from the top of his head, and flicked it on Zhang Wenfeng's hair with bulging veins on his forehead.

The turbulent killing intent melted like ice, Zhang Wenfeng supported the ground with the tip of his sword, his body was sweating like pulp, this sword consumed almost [-]% of his Yuan Qi, and his bones felt sore and weak.

Usually, when he uses the sword supernatural power, he consumes at most [-]% of Yuan Qi.