Yingtu didn't expect Zhang Kaifeng to not enter, and when he saw him suddenly make a move, he couldn't help but snort coldly, the clay figure still has three points of fire, not to mention the old man who has been famous for a long time. The cane was as smooth as a mirror, and it was blocked with one hand, and it was completely a hard-hitting posture. At the moment when the two sides are fighting, they want to take advantage of the situation after shaking Zhang Kaifeng open, and prepare a face to make this unknown magic sword suffer a big loss.

This sword is like thunder, and it has the momentum of taking the lead, and Yingtu sneered, after all, it was a showcase. However, the idea was completely withdrawn in an instant. Without him, because the sword changed.

The moment the sword was unsheathed, everything was silent. 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 the rivers and lakes for many years and had rich experience, and soon he didn't think so, and a legend flashed in his mind.

Swordsmen, because of their chic, have won the favor of people in the martial arts, and there are many swordsmen on the rivers and lakes. But the reason why a swordsman is a swordsman is not just chic. They attacked with such a sharpness that they were the best of all. A long time ago, the people who achieved the Sword Immortal Shattered Void were even more dominant.

And since the Broken Void has become a myth, although there are many swordsmen, they are like crossing the river, and there are very few people who can become masters of swordsmanship. Therefore, on the rivers and lakes, those people who practice swords are jokingly called sword passers-by, not swordsmen.

And those who have really learned to use the sword are divided into three stages, namely using the sword and controlling the sword, and the top level is the sword, but there are very few swordsmen, that is the real subtlety of swordsmanship, the pinnacle of swordsmanship.

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

Zhang Kaifeng's sword landed on the cane, it was silent, and the moment he returned to his senses in surprise, the unparalleled power that had been brewing for a long time hit out, and it was like a sea of mud cows, and all of them disappeared. But in the next moment, all the forces that were fought out were coerced back by the greater force, and they were pressed down on Yingtu like a mountain and a sea!

Yingtu was so shocked that he couldn't care about any aftermath, he exhaled and drank, and his whole body bloomed with light, scorching and dazzling, like a small sun.

In an instant, the two huge forces collided, Yingtu couldn't help but let out a muffled snort, and took three steps back in a few times, and the ground under his feet that was made of Qingyan was harder than the alloy steel plate suddenly became soft, like tofu. Yingtu barely suppressed the churning qi and blood, and forcibly endured not letting the fishy astringency in his chest come up. Just as he was steady, he heard a few soft tearing sounds, and his sleeves suddenly burst a few tears, and then his skin stinged, and there were a few more bright red blood lines on the arm holding the cane.

Yingtu was startled, and looked down, only to see a few vague jet-black demonic qi and white light floating in the air, which only dissipated after a while. Seeing this, Yingtu was even more shocked, knowing that the space could not withstand the collision of the two forces, so there was spatial turmoil.

How powerful is the blow of the void, in the face of the enemy, if you want to fight for life and death, it is possible for the space to be torn apart. After all, the powerhouse of the Void Realm has already touched the threshold of the Dao, and the moves already have the power to hook heaven and earth. The two of them directly collided on the ground, and it was not surprising that the space was torn apart. Fortunately, Zhang Kaifeng's start was a melee fighting momentum, and he didn't have time to put other powerful moves, and it didn't affect the children of the surrounding Demon God Palace.

After Yingtu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he hoisted half of his heart again, and it was not until he saw that Zhang Kaifeng was also constantly retreating, and he took three steps back more than him, that he felt that he had saved some face. Zhang Kaifeng took a few more steps back, Yingtu's clothes were torn, and it was barely a tie.

It's just that Yingtu has broken through the Void Heaven Pass for more than 20 years, and Zhang Kaifeng has only been full for a few months, and Yingtu has cultivated to the seventh or eighth layer of the Void Void, and his cultivation is several levels higher than Zhang Kaifeng, but the two sides are tied. Seriously, Yingtu has already lost.

Zhang Kaifeng moved his wrist, inserted the peerless holy demon sword back into the scabbard, and said, "Understood, I will fulfill my promise and take the first step." ”

Zhang Kaifeng refused Ying Invincible'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 in his hands, and after the figure disappeared from his sight, he looked at the disciples of the Demon God Palace who fell to the ground and fell unconscious, and then snorted, and said, "Wake them all up! A bunch of waste, the face of the Demon God Palace has been lost by them." ”

After the old man with the cane gave the order, those who were watching woke up like a dream, and hurried over to try to help, but they could not wake up. In desperation, he carried down many unconscious Demon God Palace disciples and slowly treated them.

An old man came over and said in a low voice: "Just let him go back like this?" Why don't you intercept him outside the Demon God Palace, and see how long he can live arrogantly here." ”

Ying Tu glared at him and said coldly: "Although this person has just entered the realm of returning to the void, but in a short period of time, his skill has soared to the Fifth Heaven, and the sword just now is probably not all his strength." Besides, if I wait for such a fuss, do you think the palace master will not know?"

"Palace Master, even if he knows, after all, it is difficult to convince the public to let Zhang Kaifeng enter the Holy Land, we are just angry when we do this, what else can the Palace Master do to us. ”

"Stupid, you think the palace master will not know what we think, but why does he let it go, he is giving us a chance. If you win, it's okay, if you can't win, and you still do things like interception and killing, do you think the palace master will give up. The old man with a cane scolded.

The others could only be reluctant to give up, in fact, they also knew that it was impossible for them alone to leave the magic sword Zhang Kaifeng. If Zhang Kaifeng can't be killed, then the bloody revenge falls on the head of the Demon God Palace, and they can't eat and walk around.

The red-makeup woman and Ying Wushu left here early, and later, a waiter came, saying that it was summoned by the palace master of the Demon God Palace, and asked those old people to go. The group of old men who stole the rice followed with gloomy faces, and they didn't dare to disobey, because there were more than one or two strong people who supported him around the palace master of this generation.

Zhang Kaifeng, who left the martial arts arena, returned to the secluded little thatched cottage and lived, and the pond that was destroyed by fighting him in Ying Invincible had all been repaired, as always, not much has changed.

During this period, no one came to disturb, but when twilight fell, Zhang Kaifeng walked out of the thatched house and stood by the pond: "Come out!"

As soon as the words fell, several figures rushed out from those inconspicuous places, a total of five people, and none of them showed their true faces. The five of them had a restrained aura, but Zhang Kaifeng could still feel the pulse of their strong martial breath, a first-class master.

(End of chapter)