The words fell instantly.

Cheng Zu suddenly shouted the word 'turbidity', as if driving a new sword qi around him.

In fact, there was an invisible divine soul fluctuation that crossed the distance of 100 meters between the two and rushed into Zhang Feng's mind.

Although Zhang Feng was well prepared, he still felt that his mind was buzzing, as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer, and his figure was a little staggering.

This is the gap in the realm.

Cheng Zu's every move was accompanied by a 'momentum' that carried the power of heaven and earth, and an all-pervasive divine soul attack.

Coupled with the few moves he had fought before, Zhang Feng knew that if this continued, after the demonization was over and his physique weakened, he would be killed alive.

When Cheng Zu saw that Zhang Fengxiang was hit by his own divine soul and his body was a little staggering, he stretched out his palm, put his two fingers together, and a hundred sword qi formed a sharp three-foot sword light on his fingertips, stabbing towards Zhang Feng's heart!

Because he also knew that relying on the magic sword qi alone, he couldn't help this Zhang Feng who didn't know why his physique was so outstanding.

He saw Zhang Feng just now, even if he suffered some minor injuries, he could recover in an instant.

Therefore, he felt that it was better to take advantage of this to seal the gap of the lost soul, twist the sword qi into a force, and kill it in one fell swoop.

Otherwise, there are still many monks inside and outside the city watching, and they can't be delayed any longer, if they drag, they will lose the majesty of his Yuan Infant Immortal.

At the same time, with Cheng Zu's finger sword, the air seemed to have become a substantial surface of water, and there were ripples around the sword qi, containing infinite might!

But Zhang Feng didn't dodge or dodge, but stepped forward in the void air, and a whip that was enough to smash the building shook the void and smashed towards Cheng Zu's chest!

Cheng Zu saw that Zhang Feng wanted to exchange death for injury, but he condensed the aura around his body, forming a transparent wall in front of him.

At the same time, a sword stabbed at the edge, wandered around the edge of the demon fox's clothes, swam and formed, and then penetrated into the gaps in the clothes, crushing Zhang Feng's heart.

Zhang Feng's whip smashed it up, but there was a sound in front of Cheng Zu like the big bell in the temple being struck and buzzing.

"I want to take what you wear. . . Wounds for injuries? Cheng Zu was hit by the huge force contained in the whip, and his figure inevitably took a few steps back.

But then, his breath returned to normal, and he looked at Zhang Feng, who was shattered by the sword qi in front of him.

"Your monk's physique is really a little weird, you have such strength... Can hurt me...

But with only a small injury, I can recuperate for more than a month. It's just that the life of the Taoist friend has to be explained here. This magic weapon on your body, worn on you, is really a treasure covered with dust..."

"Ahem.." Zhang Feng suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, although the vitality gradually dissipated, but he smiled suddenly, "Cheng Daoyou.. There will be a period later.."

'Will there be a period later?' Cheng Zu's eyes froze, and he saw strangely that the person killed by his own spell was a Taoist priest in ancient costume?

This Taoist priest has dark skin, and now he is falling rapidly towards the ground, it is the cult monk that Zhang Feng once killed in the third world!

But Cheng Zu didn't know who the monk was, instead he looked at the broken corpse on the ground, and after a few breaths of identification, he muttered with some surprise in his heart, "Who is this person?" Is it a trick? Or grafting? Or is this person the true face of Zhang Feng? ’

Cheng Zu pondered, remembering that there was a spell circulating among the monks.

This spell allows the monk to change his appearance so that others do not notice anything strange.

However, this secret method will reveal the monk's true face with the death of the monk.

He now felt that Zhang Feng might be disguised.

It's just that Cheng Zu heard that Zhang Feng said before he died, but he felt that this matter was weird.

Could it be that this corpse is just Zhang Feng's fake body? ’

For a while, he thought in his heart, his mind was a little confused, and he felt that no matter which guess it was, he needed to be cautious in case there was fraud in this matter.

Just at the same time, the space behind him suddenly twisted silently.

Zhang Feng's figure suddenly appeared behind him, and he turned into a demon in an instant, and punched out, 'Bang la la' shattered, and the surrounding air was torn apart by the fist wind and aura, and exploded violently, forming a circle of sonic explosions!

After the death of the paper man, when Zhang Feng was reborn, he was at the peak of his previous state.

And when Cheng Zu was thinking and guarding, he didn't expect Zhang Feng to appear behind him silently, and then he couldn't dodge, and was punched in the heart by Zhang Feng!

There was a 'click' sound.

Cheng Zu snorted, the aura barrier behind him shattered, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and he used his aura all over his body, forcibly pressed down on the injury, and his figure moved, spanning a distance of a hundred zhang, and fled into the distance, not wanting to fight with Zhang Feng again.

Because the meridians of his heart have been shattered by Zhang Feng's punch, if he hadn't been a Yuanying monk, his life would have been stored in the 'Dantian Yuanying' and would have fallen here.

But even so, he was seriously injured at this time, and he needed to escape from here as soon as possible to heal his injuries and repair his meridians again.

At this moment, at least ten years of his Taoism will be broken, so that his strength will not be able to improve again within ten years.

But Zhang Feng saw that Cheng Zu, who was seriously injured, was about to leave, but he suddenly burned seventy percent of the qi and blood in his body, turned into a streamer, spanned a distance of three hundred zhang, and traveled to the sky above Cheng Zu.

A sky-turning seal stirred the nearby sea of clouds, and the aura locked, enveloping him in all directions, and all the directions of escape were like a big mountain smashing down towards Cheng Zu!

Cheng Zu felt the fist above his head, if he was in his heyday, he would not be afraid of such a hard-fought duel, and he could even move in the air to avoid the edge for the time being.

But now he knew that he was blocked by Zhang, if he escaped, he could only die, so he could only endure the injury, suddenly turned his head, and opened his mouth to spit out a sword qi dragon glowing with red light!

At the same time, there was a child in his dantian who was meditating cross-legged and looked similar to him, and suddenly opened his eyes, lost his quiet look, and coughed up a large pool of blood.

This is after he was seriously injured, he knew that he was not Zhang Feng's opponent, and he was really forced to do so, so he used his own Yuan Infant essence blood to self-destruct for more than ten years, only hoping that he would fight with a lose-lose style, seriously injure Zhang Feng, and then take the opportunity to escape.

He no longer has the intention of killing Zhang Feng.

It's really too weird.

At the same time, after he spit out the essence blood, the sword qi dragon also became more and more bright red under the blessing of the essence blood of the Yuan Infant, as if it was really like the reincarnation of the blood dragon, and the blood-red eyes were filled with human anger, reflecting a bright red in the sky, stabbing towards the center of the palm print!

'Boom' loud noise.

The moment the sword qi collided with the palm print, the monks inside and outside the city only heard a huge sound that spread over a radius of thousands of meters, and the two spells in the air shattered, exploding into a violent hurricane and swinging in circles, and the low mountain peaks were flattened by the qi waves, covered with a layer of red light, and then dispersed in an instant.

Half of Cheng Zu's calf was embedded in the dirt, the ground under his feet was cracked and twisted, the Taoist robe on his body was shattered, and there was an obvious depression in his vest.

Now he was only gasping to hold the ground with his hands, so that his body did not fall.

Drip—

I don't know whose blood it is, and the sound of it ticking to the ground is overflowing.

Cheng Zu slowly raised his gaze.

Zhang Feng hung a bloody arm, staggered to Cheng Zu, who was already out of breath, and summoned back the flying swords scattered three miles away, and a burst of sword light slashed, penetrating his body and strangling his soul primordial infant,

"I Zhang Feng said to kill you, and I will kill you today."