In the heaven and earth in Su Lingyun's body, the creek regained its original moderate flow rate, and the feeling of stasis in the fourth vein dissipated little by little.

The unprecedented smoothness and comfort made Su Lingyun feel good.

The blood-armored giant bear was hammered alive by the young man beside the dragon, and the netherworld aura gathered after death was rich beyond imagination, far purer than the stupid bloodthirsty wolf under the abyss, if it weren't for the netherworld aura gathered around by the senior brother with great magical powers, let alone whether it would be feasible to open up a side branch to divert the stream into the river, I am afraid that even the Xuanzhen in the demon core can be refined.

The Heaven and Earth of the Demon Beast Mountain Range had a strong spiritual aura, and there was a considerable amount of Netherworld aura, so Su Lingyun's speed of opening up the fourth vein was faster than any previous vein, and in less than half an hour, the fourth vein was completely opened.

According to "The Moon in the River", Su Lingyun pushed Xuan Zhen backwards, from four to three, three to two, two to one, and finally returned to the river.

The first flow of the stream between the four and three is like a razor scraping the bones, and the pain makes people shiver. However, thinking of the pain when the three veins skipped this step and was beaten and stabilized by the senior brother, Su Lingyun felt a little better, especially when he thought of the brain melon collapse, compared to it, this level of pain was like tickling.

The three veins are open to all things, the four veins are thorough, and the river finally has a little bit of what it should be, and the source of the living water is continuous, converging into a stream with a rattling sound.

"Whew~"

Su Lingyun exhaled a breath of turbidity, stood up and said loudly: "Under Su Lingyun, there are many disturbances, don't blame it!"

The golden pupils under the young man's eyes were still not extinguished, and he looked at Su Lingyun meaningfully and said, "Just a wisp of dark qi is constantly flowing into your body, don't you care?"

Su Lingyun said with a smile: "The exercises are a little weird, they don't get in the way." ”

Although Su Lingyun had an amiable smile on his face, he was very shocked in his heart, he could actually see the trajectory of the Netherworld Aura?

The Netherworld Breath is the most mysterious thing in the world, thin and pitiful, even if the Netherworld Physique absorbs it, it is difficult to capture. Compared with the rest of the aura between heaven and earth, the netherworld aura is like a thin silk mixed in the hemp rope, the realm is not enough to be invisible at all, and the young man, as a martial artist, can still see the netherworld aura enter the body, which is incredible.

"Hehe, if that's the case, I'm not meddling. The young man extinguished the golden pupils under his eyes, and the dragon on his body also fell silent.

The young man put on a black and purple robe, straightened his clothes and said: "In the rest of the world, Brother Su has a special physique, and he needs to be cautious in his cultivation, don't act recklessly, Brother Su has seen the matter of the dragon hidden in my body, forget it, Brother Su must not spread it to others!"

"Brother Yu, don't worry, never talk to others!"

"There are still important things on the body, don't pass it over, goodbye to fate!" Yu Gouquan said and jumped into the deep forest.

Su Lingyun smashed his mouth, he was really a weirdo, he would fight when he said he would fight, and he would leave when he said he would, and he was really unambiguous.

......

Excalibur Sect.

On the sword platform, Zhang Feng stood tall with a sword, and a young disciple fell to the ground unconscious, and the sword beside him was broken into two sections.

Zhang Feng kicked the person down with the broken sword and asked the sword platform.

Zhang Feng inserted the long sword into the stone slab on the ground, held the sword with both hands, and said loudly: "The sword heart is sluggish, the waste of the realm is low, where does the cheekiness come from to ask me about the sword? Zheng Box, if you have the courage, you can come up directly to compare with me, and make moths day by day, bluff some brains that are not clear, and I don't know how many catties and taels of garbage I have to disgust me." ”

"It's not that I'm talking about you, if you are more straightforward and ruthless, the first thing in the outer door is in your bag, how can I Zhang Feng show off my power here. Why? After staying with your scheming lady who forced the lady to death for a long time, you have become a grinding and chirping girl?"

"Hahahaha!"

The audience burst into laughter.

The disciple named Zheng Kuo had slender eyebrows like a woman, and he hated that someone used his wife to ridicule him, and his face was immediately dark, his eyes were obscure, and he was panting heavily.

Zheng Jian unconsciously clenched the long sword in his hand.

"Brother Zheng, don't be impulsive! Zhang Feng is provoking you with words, if you rush up, he will kill you. ”

A thin girl wrapped around Zheng Box's arm, never letting him rush to the sword platform recklessly.

"Then Yang Shu is not seriously injured in vain!" Zheng Kuo said angrily, "I can't let my brother be bullied like this, you get out of the way!"

It turned out that the disciple who was broken by Zhang Feng's three swords just now, stunned by four swords, and kicked off the stage at the last time was named Yang Su, who was from the same township as Zheng Box. Because he couldn't stand his friends being insulted by Zhang Feng and Qin Chong's party of foxes and dogs, he was angry and asked for a battle to ask the sword platform, and used his cultivation of the six veins of the Xuanmai Realm to touch Zhang Feng's eight-vein cultivation.

As a result, he was knocked to the ground by the first person in the outer gate with four swords, and he didn't even have a chance to fight back, and now he has been carried by the disciples of the sect for treatment.

Zhang Feng is extremely talented, he has opened eight veins in the first five years, his strength is good, his sword heart is firm, and he is a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect, and most of the resources are inclined to him. Many elders carefully taught, and the elixir exercises and mystical techniques were chosen by him, and all kinds of convenient doors were opened, which made people red-eyed.

Zheng Qiang is not a layman, he ranks second among the outer disciples of the Divine Sword Sect, the elder of Jin, he opened the eight veins at the age of sixteen, although he is one year older than Zhang Feng, but the road to cultivation is difficult and dangerous, and it is important to persevere, and it is not the difference between one year and two years that can determine what height a monk can go. Some people are young and high-spirited, cultivating the Tao is like drinking water and tea, extremely relaxed, unimpeded, ten years of Xuandan Xuanfu realm is not a few, but after that, such as the mountains descend and block the road, there are many people who have not been able to make the slightest progress for decades.

What's more, don't say Xuandan Xuanfu, even the Xuanqi Xuanpo Second Realm is not allowed to enter, as if he has completed the path of his life in seven or eight years, and he can't see the slightest light ahead for most of his life, and that deep sense of powerlessness makes people collapse.

Zhang Feng, although Zheng Box has the same realm, but the age and combat power still determine that Zheng Box is not as good as Zhang Feng at present, Zheng Box has been sitting on this chair since Zhang Feng started, and he has been sitting for five years now, and just today, his best friend was extremely humiliated by Zhang Feng, and the angry Zheng Box knew that he couldn't bear it anymore!

Zheng Jian broke the girl's arm, shook his head lightly to show that there was no need to say more, he strode up to the sword platform, and said in a deep voice: "Do you really think that you can always be in the first place and not drop half a point?"

Zhang Feng smiled: "Otherwise?"

The two sides on the stage were tense, and everyone in the audience held their breath.

"Boom!"

Zheng Box's long sword was unsheathed, and he said sharply: "You are too self-conscious!"

Zheng Box's body flickered, and the next moment Zhang Feng appeared in front of him, and a sword slashed Frost Hua and stabbed Zhang Feng in the chest.

Zhang Feng smiled: "That's what you want to do!"

"Boom!"

Zhang Feng's right foot slammed on the ground, the slate cracked, and the long sword inserted in the slate was shaken by a huge force.

The exquisite and exquisite means of controlling strength made the disciples in the audience envious, and their eyes were straight and their expressions were agitated.

"It's not a loss that he is the first in the outer gate of the Divine Sword Sect, such an act of stepping on the earth's sharp blade can only be done if he has to enter the Xuan Qi Realm, he is only eight veins, how can he be so easy?"

"You don't want to think about who Zhang Feng's preacher is, it's Sun Yitang, the great elder of the outer gate, if you want to talk about the ability to control power, Elder Sun said second, except for the sect master, no one dares to say first!"

"The sect master has been in retreat for ten years, isn't the current Elder Sun the first? As a disciple of Elder Sun, Zhang Feng's achievements are not too amazing!"

"Hehe, Elder Sun isn't here, who are you going to listen to? Don't make a fool of yourself and annoy Senior Brother Zhang Feng!"

"I ...... I'll tell you the truth, Senior Brother Zhang Feng won't blame me...... Right?"

After speaking, the disciple's voice gradually became inaudible.

"Look, Zheng Box's sword light condensation!"

The sword light condenses the qi, and the mystery is approaching!