In the case of knowing that he would not run out of spiritual power if he mastered the mental method, the other party not only did not have the slightest cowardice, but regarded the mental method as his own, indicating that the other party did not do his best and still had absolute confidence to defeat him.

"Hehe, thank you so much. Zhan Zong grinned and rushed forward again, unlike before, the moment he arrived not far from Fengxi's side, his right hand waved lightly in the air, and a two-foot-long sword appeared in his hand without warning, stabbing towards Fengxi without any fancy eyes.

Feng Xi was also surprised by the sudden appearance of the long sword, he was no stranger to this sword, it was when he was in the cave that the other party used to test the sword to attack him, but the two of them had been fighting for so long, he had never seen the existence of the sword, and he thought he hadn't brought it over, but he didn't expect it to be presented again in an incredible way at this time.

The incident happened suddenly, the original counterattack could not be carried out, and the sword body was approaching, so he could only use his spiritual power to turn into layers of protection, superimposed dozens of centimeters to defend.

"Hmph!" Zhan Zong snorted coldly, not caring at all about the spiritual power shield more than ten meters thick, his hand kept moving, and then stabbed down.

The expected picture did not appear, the contact between the sword and the spiritual power, the spiritual power did not play even the slightest role, like a piece of iron that had been roasted red and inserted into the snow, and it was instantly dissolved.

Sensing this situation, Feng Xi's pupils contracted, and he didn't expect that under that sword, his spiritual power would be penetrated with great ease, as if it didn't exist, and he went straight to his eyes.

At this time, it was too late for him to make other defensive means, so he had to kick the ground under his feet, shoot back, and choose to avoid the edge for the time being.

Zhan Zong obviously didn't want to give him this opportunity, his spiritual power turned around, and he followed closely, the tip of the sword kept locking on Fengxi's head, like an appendage, always maintaining a very short distance, and with the blessing of Zhan Zong's spiritual power running at full speed, the distance between them was shortening at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A biting chill seeped out, filling Fengxi's whole body, completely locking him, and the blade of the sword reached it, bringing a gust of wind that blew Fengxi's messy long hair.

If he is stabbed, it is still in the position of the head, the result is already doomed, and there is no possibility of survival at all.

"When~"

Just when the tip of the sword had already touched Fengxi's forehead, piercing the epidermis and leaving a drop of blood, a stone came out of nowhere, like a streamer flying out, extremely fast, hitting the sword body, making a crisp impact sound.

Immediately afterwards, a strong force came out, and he directly moved the sword horizontally out of ninety degrees, flew out with Zhan Zong's body, and rushed out more than ten steps before stabilizing his body.

"Who is it? come out for me?" Turning around quickly, Zhan Zong raised his sword and pointed forward, not thinking about Fengxi not far away, his eyes swept around, and shouted angrily.

Fengxi's breathing was a little short, and he was shocked into a cold sweat, and blood droplets fell from his forehead, slid across the bridge of his nose, and fell to the ground, looking a little frightened.

At this time, he was relieved from the cold, and he was also looking for the figure of the attacker, wanting to know who would be so kind to save him, if it weren't for this stone, I am afraid that he would have become a half corpse now, lying on the ground.

It seems that there will be no one else who can save him in the Great Wilderness except the teacher, but according to the teacher's temperament, even if he is really killed, he is estimated that he will not make a move, thinking that when he fought with the spirit beast in the previous second stage of cultivation, he was basically on the verge of death, and he was beaten miserably, and he never saw him shoot.

And I really can't think of anyone else except the teacher.

"Oh, isn't this Zhan Zong, how can he be beaten like this. As the two of them searched for the attacker, a voice sounded, and then behind a giant tree in the distance, a man walked out slowly.

The person who came was dressed in black, or rather, the original white clothes were stained with all kinds of stains, which were mixed together to dye the clothes a different black.

A strand of hair can be said to be worse than Fengxi, Fengxi is just messy, and he doesn't know what he has come into contact with, lumps of them, stiffly piled together, and he seems to be able to smell a strange smell from afar.

As for the face, it can only be said that he can vaguely see the general appearance, which is about the same age as Zhan Zong, but his height is half a head taller than him, with a strong physique, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and a full sense of strength.

Even Fengxi was surprised when he saw him like this, compared to him, he was a normal person now, and that was a complete savage, and he really didn't know which foot of the mountain he had just come out of.

"Yu Heng, are you going to be nosy?" pointed the sword in the direction where the voice came from, and saw the person who came clearly, Zhan Zong frowned, a trace of fear crossed the depths of his eyes, and he pondered for a moment, and questioned with some inwardness.

"Yes, I just want to be nosy and have opinions?" The young man known as Yu Heng responded very strongly, not taking Zhan Zong in his eyes at all, and came straight to Fengxi's side, blocking him behind him, showing his attitude.

"Do you know who he is?" Zhan Zong still didn't give up, and looked past Yu Heng to Fengxi behind him, his words mixed with threats.

His strength is not as good as Yu Heng, in his cognition, Yu Heng has reached the Ning Dan realm very early, not something he can match, and he can't rely on the sword in his hand, he is also an outsider, he believes that on the other party, there must be similar weapons, the realm is different, the power shown cannot be compared, and all aspects will be crushed.

There is no way, but to rely on the special identity of the rebel in Fengxi to suppress Yu Heng, after all, in the outside world, the attitude towards the rebel is basically negative, and the act of protecting the rebel can be classified as the rebel's camp to a certain extent, and everyone will be punished.

"You know, I've been watching from the sidelines, tsk, tsk, watching you get beaten so badly. Yu Heng snorted, looking incredulous, mocking mercilessly, and then the words changed, his eyes were instantly sharp, locking Zhan to death, and the murderous aura was permeated, and he was ready to rush forward at any time and end the latter's life.

Locked by the oncoming murderous aura, Zhan Zong lost his temper in an instant, and the subconscious fear made him staggered back a few steps, his right hand trembled, and he couldn't even hold the sword tightly, and he looked like he was about to fall at any time.

Zhan Zong gritted his teeth, unwilling, but helpless, palpitations, did not dare to look directly at Yu Heng, judging from the attitude of the other party, if he didn't know what to do and said some threatening words, he had no doubt that the other party would immediately kill him here and destroy the corpse.

But he didn't want to let go of Fengxi, except for a junior rebel who cultivated, not to mention a great achievement, he could at least get some good rewards when he went back, especially Fengxi also mastered the mental method, originally he planned to seriously injure Fengxi, catch it alive and torture it slowly, that is the most important thing, more attractive than all rewards.

That's the mental method, even in the outside world, it's a very rare thing, and not everyone is qualified to cultivate.

"We'll see. Zhan Zong's words were said to Fengxi, and he didn't dare to say some irritating words to Yu Heng.

Taking a deep look at Fengxi, he put away his sword, he didn't stop for a moment, his spiritual power was running at full speed, and he left this place as if fleeing for his life.

"Don't talk nonsense when you go out!" Yu Heng waved his hand in the direction where Zhan Zong left, shouted loudly, with the blessing of spiritual power, the sound spread out, turning into a shock wave, instantly catching up with Zhan Zong who didn't know how far he had run, shaking the latter's internal organs trembling, and immediately spit out a mouthful of blood, the threat was self-evident.

Although the injuries caused by this time were even more serious than those caused by Fengxi, Zhan Zong instead accelerated his speed again, his fear deepened, and he continued to run in a panic.

"It's rubbish. Yu Heng was disdainful, and never put Zhan Zong in his eyes from beginning to end, and only when the latter was out of his own perception did he restrain his murderous aura and said lightly: "I saved you with good intentions, do you want to run without even saying thank you?"

Fengxi, who was tiptoeing towards Fengxi, who was sneaking in the distance between the grass and trees, stopped, straightened up, sorted out his appearance, and spread his hands towards Yu Heng: "Oh, thank you." ”