And as time passes.

Zhang Feng is Imperial Sword is ready to return to the sect.

It's not a long way to go, but it's also boring.

There are often white clouds all around, and you get tired of seeing them after a long time.

But at first when Edgeworth flew.

I'm really excited, I can finally fly!

Although it is because of the borrowing of the third-order magic weapon, it can be used to resist the sword for thousands of miles.

But he can also fly, and he has achieved his dream of watching TV series when he was a child, and he is already satisfied.

As for the future.

It is to cultivate hard, and when the golden pill is formed, you can drive the aura of heaven and earth, and you can fly in the sky with only yourself.

Zhang Feng thought about it, he was full of longing for the future realm, and he wanted to see the strangeness of the rest of the world.

And at the same time, when Zhang Feng returned to the door.

Two thousand miles away in a sparse mountain forest.

There were two foundation building monks who placed a fist-sized spirit stone next to a big tree.

And the spirit stone is a hard currency on the Fengzhou Continent, and it is a scarce item.

Even if it is a sect as strong as the Xuandao Sect, there is only one inner disciple in their sect every month.

This one is also enough for the ten days of Qi cultivation required by the disciples of the Foundation Building.

Including Zhang Feng, who was also given a spirit stone by the practice elders.

It's a pity that spirit stones are really rare, and the spirit stone mines in various places also produce too little.

Zhang Feng only has ten pieces a month, and one is equivalent to the fragments of the ghost capital gathering spirits for one day.

This is already equivalent to the treatment of Elder Jindan.

Elder Jin Dan only had ten pills a month.

But these two monks were carrying a burden, and there was a 'bang' in the baggage, not to mention more than thirty spirit stones!

But just by looking at their clothes, where do they look like foundation-building monks?

At this time, they were all dressed in tattered clothes, like wandering beggars nearby, living in this sparse mountain forest.

"I've caught a lot of people over the past few days." One of the lean foundation building masters said as he looked at the spirit stone that had just been placed next to the big tree, "Let's see if we can catch a few more people today."

"It's best to catch those great sect disciples who are walking alone." Another foundation building master has an ordinary appearance, with a gray and white face, as if he hasn't washed his face for a long time.

And although the two of them are so 'down-and-out', their true identities are the remnants of the evil sect in the chaotic war of the hundred sects a hundred years ago!

What they want to do now is also a kind of 'fishing' business.

Roughly pretending to be a distressed person and sick, he asked for help from the monks who came and went.

Then when the monk had a kind heart and wanted to save him, or his eyes were attracted by the spirit stone, or he wanted to ask something, they suddenly secretly killed the killer!

Normally, in such a close situation, the foundation building monk would not be able to dodge.

"The nun we fished for last time... Tsk.." The black-faced monk was talking about what had happened a few days ago, as if boasting about the excellence of his scheme.

Just as he spoke, he suddenly sighed again and said regretfully: "It's just that I didn't waste her meridians first." ”

"She's a kind person, but who knew she had such a strong personality?" The lean monk shook his head, "When she was captured by us, she directly reversed the exercises, self-destructed the cyclone, and was wrenched into a puddle of rotten meat by the aura.. It's a pity.. Otherwise, it will make our two brothers happy for a few days. Hahaha.. If I had known she was, I would have wasted her cyclone first. ”

"Yes." The black-faced monk was about to say something more, but he suddenly looked at a black spot in the air in the distance, and then said to the lean man next to him, "Someone is coming."

The lean monk's face changed, showing a sickly bitterness, and he fell down to the tree next to him, and shouted to Zhang Feng, who was getting closer and closer, "Yes. . . Immortals.."

"Immortals!" The black-faced monk then shouted as well, and as if he wanted to attract Zhang Feng's attention, he kept waving to the sky, "Immortals, save my brother!" ”

At the same time, Zhang Feng saw that there were two beggars asking for help on the ground two hundred meters down, and he also subconsciously paused.

Thinking that maybe I can trigger the task, let's see.

And with it.

The moment Zhang Feng fell, before he could ask anything, his eyes were attracted by a spirit stone under the big tree on the left.

'Item: Spirit Stone'

Type: Auxiliary

'Quality: 3rd order, cyan'

"Both.." After Zhang Feng glanced at the spirit stone, he wanted to ask what happened to these two people.

But at the moment when Zhang Feng asked and looked at the spirit stone distractedly.

The two of them changed their previous expressions of distress, and instead sacrificed flying swords, and suddenly one after the other, two one-foot small swords cut towards Zhang Feng's neck!

Things came into heat suddenly, and there were no words at all.

After Zhang Feng heard the wind, he didn't waste any more time to look with his eyes, but subconsciously pulled out the Tang knife to block between the electric light and flint, and the 'sonorous' fire splashed everywhere, separating the attacking flying sword, but also because of the hasty blocking, the Tang knife was also knocked out of his hand by the huge force.

The flying sword, which was not of high quality, was also broken in two.

Phew—

Another flying sword followed.

Zhang Feng leaned back dangerously and bent down, and then drove the flying sword at his waist out of the sheath, which struck with the flying sword later, avoiding the sneak attack of the two of them.

"Kill!" The lean monk stepped over, his palm covered with an aura light, and he wanted to take off Zhang Feng's head at the moment when he hadn't recovered his strength!

Zhang Feng turned his head to look at the lean monk who came at this time, but suddenly turned into a demon, the qi and blood and aura in his body were boiling, and at the moment when he bent down before, his left hand was on the ground to borrow strength, turned his body around, and moved a step away, after dodging the grasp of the lean man, his right fist covered the aura and clenched, and a punch hit his chest!

Suddenly 'boom' exploded! The punch carrying 10,000 catties directly blasted open the lean monk's aura barrier and hit him above the chest.

The lean monk's chest cavity was sunken, and his body flew more than two meters away, falling to the ground, plowing a three- or four-meter-long soil ditch.

'Ahem' He coughed a few times, struggled in the dirt pit for a few breaths, and then completely stopped moving.

When Zhang sealed him, he looked at the other black-faced monk in horror with a blood-red gaze.

Maybe they can really kill the rest of the foundation building monks, but it's a pity that they are already excellent in their hands and feet.

Coupled with the aura and the power of demons, it is completely not afraid of hand-to-hand combat within a radius.

The two of them chose the wrong person this time.

And now.

When the black-faced monk saw his companion's death, he also understood that he had met a master this time, so he did not want to take revenge, but wanted to flee in a hurry.

With his strength to build a small foundation, he inspired the secret method of the sect, and he was more than ten zhang away in one leap, and he couldn't really escape from here.

After Zhang Feng saw that this person was about to flee, his aura suddenly ran around his body, and the soles of his feet suddenly kicked with force, and the rocks under his feet exploded, instantly crossing the distance of twelve zhang and grabbing his shoulders.

And with the blessing of 10,000 catties of great strength, 'Ka' easily crushed his entire shoulder blade and threw his body backwards with a throw.

He was in mid-air, and he only had to turn sideways, and then he slammed into the tree, and his left arm snapped off and fell to the ground.

Zhang Feng stepped over and came to the black-faced monk who wanted to struggle to get up, his right hand stretched out, and the Tang knife that fell nearby flew out of thin air, the handle of the knife fell into the palm of his hand, and the blade rested on his neck.

The 'click' flying sword was also retracted from his waist.

"The two of them have good strategies, but it's a pity that they don't have enough kung fu."

"The master spares his life!" When the black-faced monk saw that he couldn't escape, he was so frightened that he didn't have the demeanor of a foundation builder, but directly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

"If the villain knows that the predecessor is here, it is a hundred dares for the villain, and the villain will not dare... Ask the seniors to raise their noble hands and let the villain go.. The villain really didn't expect his seniors to come here.."

"yes, I didn't expect that." Zhang Fengshen nodded thoughtfully, and suddenly the Tang knife slashed, 'click' cut off his neck, and the tip of the knife he picked out the burden spirit stone in his arms.

"I thought they were here to ask for help, but I didn't expect them to come to give money. It's a pity to let the two of them go. ”