"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, the poor Dao will surpass the souls of the unjust souls today, go to reincarnation, and no longer wander the world." The Taoist priest spoke.

Zhang San looked at this Taoist priest, he didn't believe in any gods and ghosts, and was about to remind the Taoist priest, but found that the person in the dark had left.

Zhang San returned to the inn and went back to the room to rest, today's events, especially the death of the three made Zhang San feel deeply guilty.

Zhang San suddenly felt uneasy, and the black feather sword was secretly emitting black light.

Zhang San only felt as if he had fallen into a dark abyss, with only endless darkness everywhere.

Slowly, there was a little bit of light, and the light slowly became some outlines, which were the three of Yun Tianhe.

Zhang San only felt that his head was about to explode.

"Ahh Zhang San let out a roar, the black feather in his hand came out of the sheath, and a sword almost cut off the entire room.

Zhang San felt the biting cold coming from his back, and slowly his whole body became cold, like entering an ice cellar.

When Zhang San was about to be helpless, it seemed that in this dark night, the moon had disappeared and the sun had risen.

"Yan'er." Zhang San muttered, and the silhouette of Yan'er's figure slowly appeared, hugging Zhang San, giving Zhang San warmth and expelling the cold.

After that, Lin Fei'er's outline was slowly revealed, and Zhang San murmured: "Fei'er." ”

"Childe (Xianggong), we will be by your side no matter what time it is." The two of them said to Zhang San.

Zhang San feels that the whole world is no longer dark, with color, light, and love.

"The night will not last forever, because tomorrow the sun will rise." Zhang San looked at the moon that had risen outside and muttered.

In ancient times, he had an epiphany and ascended to immortality, although nothing happened to Zhang San, but the change in his mood will change significantly for a long time.

"It turns out that such a simple truth is so simple, because I'm still a liberal arts student." Zhang San couldn't help but laugh at himself.

Zhang San held the black feather in his hand and went out from the window, he wanted to find Ji Lin now, and now he recovered, but Ji Lin must still be in a state of serious injury.

Stepping on the green dragon, flying towards the moon, Zhang San held the black feather in his hand, landed on the eaves, looked around, and shouted: "If you come, you don't have to sneak, it's useless to sneak." ”

There are almost a dozen or so people around him, and there is no doubt that they are at least the first level of people.

"In order to deal with me, you really spared no effort, your sect master shouldn't have come, right?" Zhang San said.

"Our sect master doesn't have time to deal with a little person like you." One said.

"Heh, are you not available, or can't you come? His injuries were not light, and he broke three ribs alone. Zhang San said.

These people looked at Zhang San and were silent, Zhang San seemed to think of something, and said again: "You don't know, right?" ”

"Don't listen to his gossip to confuse the public, kill him, and go back to ask for credit." Suddenly, a man shouted.

These people from the Demon Sect unsheathed their swords one by one, pointing directly at Zhang San, and Zhang San helplessly held his sword to fight.

In the sky, the sword qi lingered, the sword light and sword shadow, the sparks collided, the green dragon roared, and Zhang San was hit by three swords.

The black feather in Zhang San's hand slashed, and a black sword qi merged with the darkness and flew out.

The five people of the Demon Sect who were still alive immediately dodged, but then another green dragon attacked, and Zhang San himself ran away like an accelerated fly.

When the green dragon was killed, Zhang San was gone.

Zhang San landed in a wood, Zhang San leaned against the tree, tore off the fabric on his body and bandaged himself simply.

"Damn, there are too many people." Zhang Sanwan didn't expect that the other party would hide five ground level masters.

The last five people to survive are those five people.

When Zhang San killed the ten people with the danger of the middle three swords, the five people ran out directly to attack Zhang San.

It can be said that if Zhang San hadn't dodged quickly, he would have been pierced through the heart by a sword.

Zhang San suddenly heard footsteps, endured the pain, jumped up the tree, made sure that the wounds on his body were no longer dripping blood, and held his breath.

"Where did the people go?" One asked.

"It should be around here, there's still blood here." One of them licked his tongue and said.

The black feather in Zhang San's hand was already aimed at the back of one of them, ready to stab down with a sword at any time.

Zhang San suddenly moved, not to assassinate the other party, but to dodge the attack.

Behind Zhang San, a cold sword almost stabbed Zhang San.

Zhang San can be said to have been completely designed.

The four people in front of them are completely bait, they have already discovered themselves, and the real killer is still Huang Que behind.

"I didn't expect to react so quickly." One person said, but the sword in his hand had already stabbed over, Zhang San had fought with this person, and the speed of the sword was only seen in Zhang San's life.

Zhang San blocked the black feather in his hand, stepped back, his back against a tree, and five people walked over from four directions.

The green dragon came out of Zhang San's hand, and the golden qi covered the green dragon's body, making the green dragon turn into a golden dragon and engraved on the black feather.

Long Feng and Ming, Zhang Sanzheng was surprised by the five people, a punch was issued, King Kong was angry, and the King Kong fist, which had not been used for a long time, was used again, and one person was directly repulsed.

With all the bonuses that Zhang San has now, the Qinglong in one hand can indeed fight with a ground-level master, but the other party has a full five.

"Hmph, this punch is still interesting, but it's a pity, it's useless." The one who was knocked back by King Kong said.

The black feather in Zhang San's hand was already ready to be cut down, and he was confident that as long as none of the five of them dodged this sword, they would all die.

So Zhang San is waiting for an opportunity, waiting for a foolproof opportunity.

The five of them were still approaching, and just as the black feather in Zhang San's hand was about to be cut out, the five of them suddenly retreated collectively, and the sword in their hands slashed out one after another sword qi.

Zhang San looked at the sudden change, and in the face of such a closed sword qi attack, Zhang San had to take out this sword that was originally going to be used to kill them.

A sword slashed out, and no matter how much sword qi turned into flying ashes.

"Sure enough, as the sect master said, you still have this trick hidden, but it seems that you can only use it once." One said.

Zhang San gritted his teeth, indeed, the previous acceleration, the current sword, at most, can only allow himself to use another acceleration.

Zhang San was already feeling physically and mentally exhausted, and he wanted to run, but found that he had been completely blocked from his way out.

Zhang San thought about whether he was going to die.

"No, I can still fight." Zhang San muttered that a seed had appeared in his hand, similar to a slave seed.

This is an absolute loyalty skill.

Zhang San used it towards the strongest of the five, that is, the one who drew the sword the fastest.

The seeds were thrown, but no one saw them.