The cruelty of the body quenching Dafa was beyond imagination, Zhang Kaifeng had to faint several times, but those demonic qi were so fierce that he couldn't faint at all, although he had been trying his best to stay awake and not let himself bite his tongue and commit suicide, but there was nothing he could do.

The wailing was silent, his voice was hoarse, but the misery continued. At this moment, it is all dominated by the Demon Lotus, and the demonic qi is constantly washing the whole person, and the whole person is like a leaky vat, becoming fragmented.

As the day and night passed, the person in it seemed to have lost his breath because he was numb. Not because of the numbness of the pain, but because he was simply powerless.

"It's too miserable, old man Bai, you said that kid won't die! If he dies, what if the palace master blames him. The old man in the black robe was so frightened that he didn't even dare to sleep, and then blamed the people around him: "It's all because you didn't stop him, now it's okay, something happened." ”

"You cold-blooded old fellow, how come the older you get, the more iron you get. ”

"It's okay if you have a hard head, but you shouldn't pull me up, I've tried to make a move several times, and it's all your fault for stopping it. ”

The white-robed old man frowned, looked at Zhang Kaifeng's condition carefully, and did not respond at all to the appearance of the black-robed old man jumping like ants on a hot pot. He didn't understand why, why the boy hadn't woken up yet.

Unleashed his own breath, leaning forward, his brows were about to condense, and his breath was undetectable, it was actually a mud cow entering the sea. However, he was not without gains, and there was still a breath of silk in that kid's body, but it was very weak, but it also made him breathe a sigh of relief.

"Don't worry, that kid won't die yet. He still has a breath of true qi hanging, as long as he survives, he will have a glimmer of life. The white-robed old man said.

The black-robed old man with white hair who had been caught messily by himself stopped, and a look of surprise appeared on his face: "Really, old man Bai, you didn't lie to me. But after the old man in the black robe was surprised, he looked at the old man in the white robe suspiciously: "You won't shake me!"

"Get out of the way!" the white-robed old man rolled his eyes, ignored it, and pondered alone.

Although he has been indifferent in the past few days, he has not stopped observing, the domineering martial arts used by Zhang Kaifeng are comparable to the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa, almost nine deaths, why this kid can still have a breath of true qi hanging, which makes him puzzled.

Because the bloody man seemed to have just come out of the pool of blood, covered in blood, lifeless, and without a sound.

The bloody person didn't know it, but the body quenching Dafa did stop, and the mental method of the Holy Demon Yuan Fetus was running alone, and then with the Demon Lotus as the lead, he began to repair his body.

The torn flesh and blood are quietly recombining, and on the outside, you can clearly see that those pieces of flesh are crystal clear, like a new one, full of majestic life force.

The silence passed slowly, but it would not stop, and a steaming breath of blood was recovering rapidly. As the injured body recovers, the old skin falls off, and the new skin is slowly revealed.

Time passed quietly, and the last five days of the 12th were approaching in a blink of an eye. On this day, a stream of qi and blood appeared on the silent person, and the black-robed old man who had always observed Zhang Kaifeng's condition breathed a sigh of relief.

After the first stream of qi and blood appeared, in the remaining days, a strong and surging qi and blood rushed out from the silent man, like wind and thunder, and the sound was terrifying, even the white-robed old man was alarmed.

"Roar!"

On the third day, a long howl rushed into the sky. The loud voice, like a flood bell and a big Lu, shook the grass and trees here to sway. The black-robed old man who was playing chess was startled and extremely angry, the kid under the mountain became more and more presumptuous, he was frightened day and night in the past few days, and the whole person who didn't eat and drink well lost a lot of weight.

"I can't take it anymore, I'm going to give that kid a beating. The old man in the black robe was furious, and the uncle couldn't bear it.

Zhang Kaifeng, who woke up, had not yet checked the condition of his body, his face changed greatly, as if he was facing a great enemy, and the black spots in the distance hit like a lightning bolt, and he was close in the blink of an eye. The momentum of the people is like a mountain pressing, which makes people feel more stressed.

Without thinking about it, Zhang Kaifeng raised his fist and blasted forward, his unpretentious fist rushed straight forward, and the air was rippled by this majestic force, and the sound of sonic boom was endless, colliding with the attacking fist.

"Boom!"

The two fists collided in an instant, and the qi wave exploded instantly, and after the blow, the two were not affected at all, and they made another move in an instant. The surging air currents were even more violent than the surging sword qi at this time, and the air currents ploughed out a large area of the land here, levitating it around them, and then turning it into dust.

The two of them punched faster and faster, almost invisible to the naked eye, and the shadows of the fists staggered in front of them were scattered.

However, Zhang Kaifeng did not have an advantage, and while receiving the move, the whole person was constantly retreating, and his face became more and more solemn for two days under his feet. The rhythm of the black-robed old man's punches was orderly, and the punching strength was extremely strange, which shocked his arms numbly.

If it weren't for Zhang Kaifeng's demon body being further strengthened, he would have been defeated a long time ago, and the crystal blood vessels in his body were flowing even faster, and his entire skin was glowing red.

"Bump!"

Finally, Zhang Kaifeng's defense line was torn apart by the black-robed old man, and that punch deflected his fist, and then advanced all the way, Zhang Kaifeng's chest was hit by a punch. In an instant, the majestic fist entered his body, causing his breath to be disordered, and his true qi was almost violent.

However, his response was fast enough, and he took this opportunity to fly out upside down and come to the peerless holy demon sword. The muscles of the whole body are tense, like a bowstring full, and when you step on it, the ground collapses, and then you exhale, and the white qi of the whole body is exhaled from the pores. With the strength of the body alone, he forced that fist out of the body.

The black-robed old man showed a look of appreciation on his face, but he didn't stop in his hand, stepped down, rushed forward again, and smashed it with a fist.

When the fist strength was discharged, Zhang Kaifeng stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of the sword, and at the foot of his foot, he turned over and drew the sword, cutting out a white sword qi.

"Sword qi, where can it compare to the rolling river. The black-robed old man did not retreat but advanced, his tongue was like thunder, and his face was full of scorn. His sleeves bulged, his sprinting fist was raised, and then he smashed it high.

In an instant, there was a sound of rushing into the sky, like a person hitting the tide, the sound was like thunder, and the white sword qi was shattered under those iron fists.

Two hours later, the place was in shambles, and if it weren't for the black-robed old man's deliberate control, I am afraid it would be more than that. Zhang Kaifeng sat on the ground panting heavily, his body was bruised, all of them were the masterpieces of the old man in the black robe, and even his eye sockets became pitch black, which could be described as a complete failure. Not far away, the black-robed old man with his sleeves rolled up sat on a big stone and floated in the wind, but the beard that was only half cut was not very sided, but his face was full of pride, today he beat very happily, it is rare that such a junior can withstand so many fists of him, and the previous unhappiness was swept away.

Zhang Kaifeng, who had just survived, was not happy, so he was inexplicably beaten up, not to mention how aggrieved he was, the key thing was that he couldn't beat the arrogant old man, so he could only sigh secretly. But he also has to blame himself, a sword to cut off the old man's beard that he has managed to accumulate, making the old man in black robe crazy, this is not easy to say. Turning his head to look at the old man not far away, he has palpitations when he thinks about it now, the old man is simply a bandit when he makes a move, how insidious he is, what eyeballs, crotch, etc., can't be guarded against.

Fortunately, the old man's hands are not too heavy, otherwise it is inevitable that his bones will be broken into a lot. But it's not that he didn't receive the benefits, the dark wounds in the demon body were beaten out, and the martial arts operation was more satisfactory, but the benefits came aggrieved.

Vertical day.

In the valley where the sky was completely bright, the closed thatched hut opened the door, and the white-clothed and white-haired man walked out with a long sword.

"As promised, it's time for you to fulfill your promise. The white-robed old man came and looked at him coldly: "Although you have not succeeded in condensing the martial realm, it is because you are incompetent, limited to your own qualifications, no wonder others, I don't agree with the palace master's decision, I can't imagine that it was wasted." ”

The words of the old man in the white robe were very ruthless, even cruel, but this was also cruelty in the rivers and lakes. When Zhang Kaifeng heard this, his expression did not move, he was not angry, it is a fact that he did not condense the martial realm, and he cannot refute it, because in the eyes of others, he cannot condense the martial realm, which is equivalent to the biggest failure in the virtual realm. In future battles, the combat power will be much inferior to those who have condensed the martial realm and returned to the virtual realm. Even if you are at the peak of the Void Realm, but there is no Martial Realm, it is still not enough to fight against a martial artist who has just stepped into the Void Realm and condensed the Martial Realm.

"Okay, why do you say such hurtful words, although the talent is insufficient, but as long as you work hard, you can make up for it. The black-robed old man appeared and scolded the white-robed old man.

"Thank you for your concern, and what you promised will definitely be done. Zhang Kaifeng clasped his fists at the two old men and said, "If you have been bothering here for a long time, you will leave here." ”

"Hurry up, I won't be far away. The white-robed old man turned around and said.

The black-robed old man was helpless and said, "He has this temper, little brother, don't be surprised." ”

"Don't dare. Zhang Kaifeng said.

Out of the range of the thatched house, the previous path has reappeared. Breathing in the refreshing air, Zhang Kaifeng felt unprecedentedly relaxed, in the past month, he has spent time in intense cultivation, rarely thinking about relaxing himself, all his spirit is on the Holy Monument Enlightenment Sword, and he does not dare to relax for a moment.

At this moment, the expression of the black-robed old man who was watching Zhang Kaifeng's departing back changed, and the people in his line of sight actually teleported in an instant, because every step he took was silent, and even he lost his mind in an instant, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

And the body of the white-robed old man who had always had his back to him shook slightly in an instant, because he also felt something strange at that moment, but he wondered in his heart, why a person who could not condense the martial arts realm could have such an amazing body.

"Old man Bai, will we look away. The black-robed old man asked.

The white-robed old man seemed to hesitate and said, "Impossible, maybe it's just to give up condensing the martial arts realm and take the sword sideways." ”

The black-robed old man did not answer, and was silent for a moment, but they did not stay long, and then turned away from the holy monument.

(End of chapter)