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Pang Feiyang dragged Qi Huapeng to the ground, and clasped the other party's palms with both hands: "Elder Qi, do you want to fight again?" At this time, Qi Huapeng took a deep breath, and when the onlookers thought that he was going to admit defeat, they heard a "sudden" sound from his mouth and squirted something, flying straight towards Pang Feiyang's face.

The two of them clasped their hands, less than three feet apart, and the thing that spewed out of Qi Huapeng's mouth was black in color, round and the size of an egg, and it didn't look lethal. Everyone watched and speculated about what it was.

Just as the thing had just left Qi Huapeng's lips, Pang Feiyang rose up and turned over. When his body jumped halfway, the ball was in his original position, and as it passed under Pang Feiyang's body, the ball suddenly cracked, popping out many smaller black dots.

These black dots wriggled in the air like living creatures, and then exploded violently, "tom tom" was not loud, but low and shocking.

Pang Feiyang jumped over Qi Huapeng's head and dodged these black spots. Qi Huapeng's arms were pulled behind his back by him, and there was a "click" sound on his shoulders, and both arms were twisted and dislocated.

Pang Feiyang let go of his hands, Qi Huapeng didn't care about the pain in his shoulders, and turned to face him: "This is impossible, how can you hide?" The expression on his face was as if he had seen a ghost: "You already knew that I had something in my mouth?"

His analysis is very correct, the two of them shook each other's hands, even if Pang Feiyang reacted quickly, he couldn't make this turn over action in time, the only possibility was that before he spit out the thing in his mouth, Pang Feiyang already knew that he would make this move.

The black dot in the ball is a thunderbolt phosphorus fire bomb produced in the Xuanhuo Domain, as long as it sees the wind, it will explode, the range is only less than a foot, it will not burn Qi Huapeng himself, and it will burn into the flesh even if it touches the enemy.

This trick "Cloud Dragon Spitting Pearls" Qi Huapeng has never been used in front of people, all the opponents in the battle to the death died under his move, and no one got out, he didn't understand why Pang Feiyang could predict the prophet, and he jumped to avoid it without even blocking it.

"There used to be a loose cultivator in the Xuanmu Domain named Luo Gang, do you remember?" Pang Feiyang looked at Qi Huapeng and asked, "Later, he died at your hands, was beheaded by you for public display, and abandoned his body in the wilderness." ”

"Luo Gang?" Qi Huapeng thought for a while and said, "Five years ago, he robbed a batch of goods from our Bafang City, followed me through hundreds of moves, and died at my hands. He looked at Pang Feiyang and asked, "Everyone knows that I killed him, what does he have to do with you? Is it your friend?"

Pang Feiyang shook his head: "Luo Gang also robbed a batch of our Lingxiao's goods, and I only saw his corpse when I went. Luo Gang practiced the claws of the evil tiger, and I examined his injuries and found that his hands were broken, but there were large burns in front of him. As a person, you naturally wouldn't join forces with anyone to kill him, so I speculated at that time that you must have some special means. ”

"I see. Qi Huapeng suddenly realized: "Your mind is so meticulous." I blame me for being careless in the first place, and I should have buried him. ”

Pang Feiyang smiled: "It's just a coincidence, I saw Elder Qi appear, so I took the initiative to fight." I don't know what exactly is in your mouth, but I guessed that it must be flammable, so I was able to dodge it, and I hurt Elder Qi's arms, and I hope to forgive me. ”

The two of them had a bloody battle, and they were both strong in each other's style, although they both had a lot of injuries on their bodies, they felt a little sympathy for each other. Qi Huapeng smiled bitterly and shook his head: "This is the mercy of your subordinates, with some strength, my arms will not be saved." ”

He looked at Pang Feiyang's body: "You got some phosphorus fire, go back and scrape the wound with a knife to avoid being infected with fire poison." After saying that, he turned around and went back with his loose arms.

Pang Feiyang turned around and came back, and Tian Yingxiang understood why he rushed out. Seeing that Pang Feiyang's body was drenched in blood, and the place where his legs were stained with a few points of phosphorus fire had also been deeply burned into the flesh, although Tian Yingxiang did not thank him, he stepped forward and patted Pang Feiyang's shoulder, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

At this time, it was not early, and the morale of the three coalition forces on the opposite side was not high under the successive defeats, so the two sides agreed to fight again tomorrow, and each went back to the camp to rest. This battle made Zhang Zhao thrilling, he finally understood what Pang Feiyang said just now, and the bloody desperate struggle between the two made Zhang Zhao finally understand the danger.

Pang Feiyang looked at the injuries on his body, first asked people to take the sharp blade, scraped all the places on his legs that were hit by phosphorus fire, and was sweating profusely after bandaging. Tian Yingxiang has been by his side, and said persuadingly: "Feiyang, why don't you go back first, take a good rest, and leave the matter here to us." ”

This idea is really good, Pang Feiyang nodded in agreement, Tian Yingxiang waved his hand and called a few disciples to escort Pang Feiyang back, Zhang Zhao volunteered when he heard this, rushed to carry Pang Feiyang, and ran back to Lingxiao accompanied by several disciples.

When it was about to get dark, Gu Qianzhong, who was closing his eyes in the tent to recuperate, suddenly opened his eyes: "Old Zheng?" An old voice replied outside: "Old Man has some things I want to discuss with you, I don't know if it's inconvenient now?"

"Old Zheng is polite, please come in quickly. Gu Qianzhong hurriedly got up and greeted Zheng Fengze in, the two sat opposite each other, Gu Qianzhong asked respectfully: "I don't know what advice Elder Zheng has, Qianzhong listens." ”

This time the battle of the crystal vein was thanks to Zheng Fengze, Gu Qianzhong was also very grateful, Zheng Fengze sat down and looked at him with a very satisfied attitude, nodded and said: "Not arrogant or impatient, it's really rare." ”

Gu Qianzhong comprehended the Sword Realm, and he had rarely encountered opponents among the cultivators of the Yin and Yang Dacheng Realm, but his face was peaceful, without any smugness, and after listening to Zheng Fengze's words, Gu Qianzhong bowed slightly and smiled: "Old Zheng is too famous." Then he sat upright, waiting for Zheng Fengze to explain his intentions.

Zheng Fengze coughed: "Watching you fight with Zhao Zhan'an today, the sword realm is really sharp, I have some ideas, I want to discuss them with you." ”

Gu Qianzhong nodded again and again when he heard this: "Please make it clear to Elder Zheng." Zheng Fengze pondered: "I want to ask, why did you abandon the sword and not use it?"

"Thousands of years of sword cultivation, now can turn gas into a sword, can also be a sword qi, consciously have reached the heart of the sword unity, no sword is better than a sword, so abandon the sword and do not use. Gu Qianzhong did not hide it and answered truthfully.

Zheng Fengze nodded: "I see, but the old man still wants to ask, who can be called the first person who uses a sword above the five mysteries?"

Gu Qianzhong thought for a while: "There are countless Five Xuan Sword Cultivators, if you call it the first, there is only one Sword Venerable Hou Zhaotian. ”

"Yes, it's the same as what I thought in my heart, but I don't know if in your opinion, Hou Jianzun has already comprehended the Sword Realm?" Zheng Fengze asked with a smile looking at Gu Qianzhong.

Gu Qianzhong frowned: "Of course I have comprehended the sword realm, I heard that the predecessors of the Sword Venerable have reached the unity of the potential realm, and only the sword intent has not yet been comprehended among the three absolute swords." ”

"Well, I heard that Jian Zun is over 100 years old, and he has been cultivating swords for nearly 100 years, and he was recognized as the first sword cultivator in the Five Realms decades ago. But let me ask you, can he reach the point where he is better than a sword without a sword?"

Gu Qianzhong replied: "This is natural, of course the former Venerable of the Sword Venerable ......" Speaking of this, he suddenly understood, and looked directly at Zheng Fengze, who was as kind as the old man next door: "......What does Old Zheng mean?"

Zheng Fengze leaned forward and came closer: "Sword Venerable has been cultivating swords for a hundred years, but according to what the old man has heard, he has never abandoned the sword and not used it, although I don't cultivate swords, I consciously understand his intentions." ”

He gently raised the wooden staff in his hand: "This iron pear cane was chosen when I first practiced, as early as twenty years ago, I could transform qi and condense form, and I no longer needed it, but I feel that I have a special feeling when I hold it. ”

"Down-to-earth. Zheng Fengze looked at this black wooden cane that had accompanied him all his life, making both crutches and weapons, as if he were looking at his best friend. "I don't think this feeling can be replaced by my qi-turning thing. ”

"This portable weapon brings me not only steadfastness, but also a kind of sustenance, like a good companion in practice, and like an arm when facing the enemy. Zheng Fengze looked at Gu Qianzhong and said: "I think it's a big mistake for you to abandon the sword, if you have a sword in your hand today, the formation of the sword realm may be a few points faster, it is called the sword qi sword realm, how can you have no sword in your hand?"

Gu Qianzhong listened intently, silent, Zheng Fengze said again: "Although I have not reached the level of Sword Venerable, and I am only a few steps away from that realm, they all say that I can see through life and death into yin and yang, but the yin and yang realm cannot be ruthless, this feeling is like me to the invincible door, you to Lingxiao." Our cultivation is not only for ourselves, but also for the entire sect, so that we can break through and succeed. Zhao Zhan'an: They are still a little behind, and they are not considered to be a big success. ”

"The realm of the pinnacle of yin and yang, I think it is inseparable from the understanding of everything around you, even if it is a flower and a grass, a dress and a mirror. Only when we comprehend the various states of the generation and elimination of all things, and distinguish the transformation between spiritual life, can we regenerate yin and yang, and prolong life. This is all the humble opinion of the old decay, thinking that it might be of some help to you, so I came. ”

Gu Qianzhong's heart shook when he heard his words, and the onlookers were clear, although Zheng Fengze was not a sword cultivator, he had practiced for nearly a hundred years, but this vision and insight were unique. What surprised Gu Qianzhong was that not only did Zheng Fengze put himself in his shoes when he abandoned the sword, but also sincerely told him about the comprehension of impacting the peak of the Yin and Yang realm.

"Thank you for the teachings of Elder Zheng, and you should keep it in mind. Gu Qianzhong didn't know why Zheng Fengze came to talk to him about these things, the Invincible Gate and Lingxiao don't interact with each other on weekdays, and there is no friendship between the two.

Just as Gu Qian was thinking about what to say to express his gratitude, Zheng Fengze asked again: "There is one more thing, the invincible golden body I used today, are you willing to learn?"

These words were no less than a thunderbolt from the sky, and with Gu Qianzhong's indifferent character, he finally couldn't help but ask: "Old Zheng, I really don't understand, may I ask what you are doing this for?"

In the Yangxian Hall, Pang Feiyang was lying on the bed with bandages wrapped all over his body, Sheng Jin shook his head and sighed: "Senior Brother Pang, you have been sitting since you entered the Yangxian Hall, how does it feel to lie down?"

"Sheng Datou, are you still in the mood to say cool words? When Liu Feng was about to reprimand, Pang Feiyang smiled and said: "Senior Brother Sheng is right, I have been meditating every day for all these years, and I really feel that it feels good to lie down." ”

"Listening to Senior Brother Pang's meaning, this crystal vein battle must have a great harvest for our Lingxiao. Deng Chun smiled and said: "I didn't expect a bloody battle to become invisible like this, and it was really thanks to that old man Zheng." ”

The elders chatted for a while, Pang Feiyang looked at Zhang Zhao who was standing on the side and said, "Zhang Zhao, I'm tired of you this time, go back and rest, tomorrow morning, don't you have to watch the rest of the competition?"

Only then did everyone notice that Zhang Zhao had been thinking about it since he came back from carrying Pang Feiyang. thought he was worried about Pang Feiyang's injury. Pang Feiyang also thought so, and he comforted: "You don't have to worry, my injury will be fine after a while." ”

Zhang Zhao raised his head: "Uncle Pang, how far away are those sentry posts outside our Lingxiao camp?" This mindless question made Pang Feiyang take a look: "Based on hearing the whistle clearly, depending on the terrain, ranging from tens of zhang to 100 zhang, why are you asking this?"

Zhang Zhao thought for a moment: "When we came back just now, I think the whistle seems to be a little different from the last time we delivered food." ”

Pang Feiyang said with a smile: "Of course it's different, the length of the whistle is different to indicate the number of people, the voice is high and low to distinguish friends and enemies, and the length of the interval represents the distance, of course our few people are different from a large group of people." ”

Liu Feng said with a smile: "Your mind is still careful enough, if you want to learn these things, let Senior Brother Pang teach you later, go back and rest." ”

Zhang Zhao nodded and went back, lying on the bed for a while, but he couldn't sleep. He sat up and thought about it, put the soft armor of the Bat King on his body, took the immortal with him, and went straight to the mountain road.

He went straight all the way, and the disciple of the guard was a little surprised when he saw him: "This junior brother, you didn't just come back, why do you want to go out again." Zhang Zhao replied vaguely: "I'll go over there and have a look." ”

Those disciples didn't care either, and waved their hands to let them go. Zhang Zhao walked out of Lingxiao, alone in the dark night, and walked quickly in the direction of the end color.

"Gestures. Zheng Fengze looked at Gu Qianzhong's puzzled appearance and smiled: "Can't you see it? Isn't my current words and deeds an obvious show of goodwill?"

Gu Qianzhong couldn't laugh or cry a little: "Old Zheng, of course I understand what you mean, I don't understand why you are doing this." ”

Zheng Fengze smiled: "Of course, it's for the invincible gate, for my juniors." He looked at Gu Qianzhong calmly: "How long can I live? three years, five years?"

also knew that Gu Qianzhong was not easy to answer, Zheng Fengze said again: "The bodies of our people know best, I have cultivated an invincible golden body, but I can't live forever, even if I break through the peak of yin and yang now and can reincarnate and prolong my life, I won't have much time left." ”

"So I want to find an ally for the Invincible Gate to be trusted before I die, but how can such an ally be said to be found? ”

"But now these children are good, and in time they will become great. When it comes to those juniors, Zheng Fengze has a relieved smile on his face: "It's a pity that I can't survive the day when they are alone." That's why I'd like to ask you Lingxiao for help. ”

"Why us?" Gu Qianzhong looked at Zheng Fengze: "Our two factions have only been intersecting for a day, why do we make Zheng Lao value it so much?"

"In the past few decades, I have also learned about the situation of several of your sects. The uncles and nephews of the Xu family in Thorn Ridge were cowering and did not take responsibility. Cuiliu Peak is similar to our situation, and Dou Hai takes care of himself. Zhao Zhan'an even managed Bafang City in a mess. The two stingy ghosts in Huanghuadong Mansion don't even think about it. Han Chi of the Eternal Life Hall is too ambitious, if he takes refuge in him, I am afraid that he will be eaten to the point that there will be no scum left. However, although you have been sheltered under Kongmeng Mountain for hundreds of years, since Chang Qingzi took over Lingxiao, you have been able to handle things in an orderly manner. ”

Zheng Fengze told the situation of these surrounding sects as if he had a few treasures: "I originally intended to form an alliance with you, and I have never had a chance, but when I saw you yesterday, I had some expectations for your Lingxiao, so I came to talk to you." ”

Gu Qianzhong thought for a while: "We didn't do much yesterday?" Zheng Fengze looked at Gu Qianzhong and smiled: "You seem to be one enemy, brave and unplanned. In fact, this is not the case, Chang Qingzi and Mo Wen did not come, making it clear that you still have a backhand. ”

Squinting at Gu Qianzhong's calm face, Zheng Fengze smiled even more proudly: "It seems that I didn't guess wrong, as for what happened, I'm not interested in inquiring." Moreover, in the afternoon competition, your Elder Pang was afraid that his fellow disciples would be plotted, so he would rather take risks himself than fight first. This friendship makes me very envious. ”

"At my age, intuition matters, and I think you guys can make friends. Zheng Fengze looked at Gu Qianzhong sincerely and said: "No matter how wonderful the magic in the door is, it is useless if no one practices it, and it is certainly worth it to exchange it for an ally who can be trusted." ”

A full moon appeared and disappeared among the clouds, and Zhang Zhao soon arrived at the place where he heard the whistle when he was transporting water with the fat master and others for the first time. He slowed down and looked at the faintly visible lights of the Lingxiao camp tent in the distance.

Spreading out his senses, Zhang Zhao couldn't feel that anyone was snooping in the woods on either side. It was about a few miles away from the Lingxiao camp, and the first time he passed through here, he could sense that there were many people in the forest through the soul method. And every time you pass by, you will sound a whistle of different lengths.

Today, he passed by with his back flying, and he still noticed that there were people in the forest, but the whistle was much less, and now he stood here, but he couldn't even feel the breath of a person.

Zhang Zhao subconsciously felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say what it was. Looking at the dark woods on the side of the road, Zhang Zhao decided to take a look for himself.

Under the soul eye and soul sense, Zhang Zhao knew the scenery within a few zhang by heart, he moved slightly, spread his divine sense and searched in the forest, as for what he was looking for, he didn't know himself.

After slowly marching for more than ten zhang, Zhang Zhao still didn't find any Lingxiao disciples in his perception. In this large forest, it seems that Zhang Zhao is the only one.

According to what the fat master and Pang Feiyang said, Zhang Zhao thought in his heart that even if he couldn't find these Lingxiao sentry posts, at least they should be able to find themselves, could it be that now that several factions have agreed to compete, these sentry posts have already gone back to rest?

Just as he was thinking wildly, his feet were soft, as if he had stepped on something, Zhang Zhao was startled, jumped back slightly, and then looked fixedly, there was nothing unusual on the ground. He tried to step on it again, but felt that the place where he landed was soft, and there seemed to be something under the soil.

Zhang Zhao stretched out his foot and rubbed it on the ground a few times, thinking that it was just that the soil was softer, and he was about to move away, but his eyes swept away, but he almost jumped in fright. He leaned down and checked again by the moonlight that there was a human foot in boots in the slightly concave dirt pit in front of him.

Steady his heartbeat, Zhang Zhao gently reached out and held the foot, pulled hard, and a complete body was dragged out by him with dirt, the person in the soil looked dead for a long time, his eyes were wide open, his eyes were covered with dirt, and his open mouth was also stuffed with mud, and the fatal wound was a deep cut in his neck.

Seeing this corpse, Zhang Zhao knew that his perception was not wrong, when he carried Pang Feiyang back to Lingxiao, there were indeed people in this forest, but many of them were no longer Lingxiao's sentry posts, so he felt that there were many fewer whistles.

Since there was already a disciple killed in front of him, and Zhang Zhao couldn't feel any other living people in this forest, it meant that the outskirts of the Lingxiao camp had been attacked. Zhang Zhao couldn't guess who would do this, and only thought that he should notify everyone in time.

He had an extra heart, afraid that walking on the avenue would expose the target, so he scattered all the golden light transformed by his soul consciousness and advanced step by step through the woods.

After walking a short distance, he saw many figures on the avenue in front of him. There was no fire flickering there, and Zhang Zhao secretly counted in his heart that there were at least a hundred or so people arranging something to block the road tightly.

Moving lightly under his feet, his eyes measuring the distance of the camp in front of him, Zhang Zhao thought about crossing the dark shadows in the road, and then running quickly into the camp.

A sudden sense of danger rose in his mind, just like predicting the route of the little white monkey's pounce, Zhang Zhao took a step back with this reaction.

A short black spear stabbed silently from the ground. Then a black figure writhed and leaped out of the earth. This man was dressed in black, and when he came out, he didn't snort, raised his gun and stabbed again.

When Zhang Zhao retreated, he had already pulled out the immortal in his hand. It was completely an instinctive reaction, Zhang Zhao flew up to meet him, his right hand broke the immortal and pulled out the short gun of the man in black opposite, and his left hand swept past his chest without fighting.

The two figures staggered, the short gun in the hand of the man in black was horizontal, and he turned around to stab again, and his body was only halfway turned, and he felt a pain in his chest, and fell to the ground softly.

The situation was urgent, and Zhang Zhao couldn't care whether the person was dead or alive. Although the movement of the two fighting was not large, Zhang Zhao felt that countless people were surging in this direction around him.

Zhang Zhao didn't dare to shout loudly for fear of alarming more enemies, and the black-clothed people around him didn't say a word, and when he came up, he stabbed him straight at the point with his sword.

I don't know what was painted on these people's weapons, there was no light flashing, several wind-splitting sounds sounded, three black shadows pounced from behind, Zhang Zhao's body turned, and his hands struck a "turn the tide", and the three of them flew out upside down with knives or sticks.

In the night, Zhang Zhao's eyes cooperated with his divine sense, and everything in front of and behind him was like day. These men in black can only distinguish friends and foes by the moonlight. Zhang Zhao dodged left and right, and put down several people one after another, to his surprise, the figures in the woods swayed, and he didn't know how many people there were.

In the midst of the crisis, Zhang Zhao took everything he learned to the extreme, passing through the trees and the black-clothed people who were constantly surging. From time to time, men in black fell, but no one made a sound.

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