Chop! ”

The soul vein is strong, and the Sword of Judgment is even more powerful.

This sword slashed out strongly, and the powerful sword intent smashed the golden long sword.

It's just that the floor suddenly slammed, and everyone retreated again and again under this collision, looking horrified.

On the other hand, Zhang Zifeng had no waves in the ancient well, and calmly picked up the tea on the table and drank it.

And the man with the long snow-white hair propped up his chin and had a condescending smile throughout.

A strand of long snow-white hair fell in the air, and it was the man's.

Seeing this, the envoy woman's eyes flashed with a hint of horror.

This trace of shock was not only Zhang Zifeng's ability to use the soul vein, but also that this sword actually cut off a strand of hair of Lord Yinwang.

"Interesting, interesting, it seems that the rumors are true, I didn't expect you to have such luck at a young age, you are just a kid of the Four Heavens of the God King Realm, but you have the soul vein of the Qi Emperor bloodline, and ......"

The man's narrow golden eyes glanced at the ten-meter-high soul vein, the Sword of Judgment in his hand, and said, "That should be the strongest attacking divine weapon in the ancient era, the Sword of Judgment, right?" ”

"So what?" Zhang Zifeng said lightly.

"Great Demon King, please pay attention to your words, don't think that if you can cut off a strand of the Silver King's hair, you can ......" The woman's voice stopped abruptly as soon as her voice fell.

Why?

Zhang Zifeng smiled.

In the next moment, only a crisp sound was heard from the huge stone statue behind the woman.

"Click!"

A crack appeared in the statue's neck, and it rolled to the ground with a pop, and the ground shook it.

The woman's face was horrified, and she looked at the head of the stone statue, and there was a trace of fear in her heart that should not have appeared.

She is a special envoy, the envoy of the Martial God Temple, and she has never had such fear since she was a child.

In her eyes, the martial artists of the new era are just a bunch of useless waste, and they don't deserve to come to the Martial God Temple at all.

But just now, she had a delusion.

Could it be that there will really be a martial artist in the new era who will surpass the Martial God Temple?

So when the woman's eyes swept towards Zhang Zifeng, her face was full of murderous intent.

In the new era, there is absolutely no alien like Zhang Zifeng, let alone anyone who challenges the Martial God Temple.

"Kill!" As soon as the woman stepped on her front foot, the powerful strength of the Five Heavens of the God King Realm exploded.

The terrifying Qi Lang turned into a golden pattern long sword and stabbed at Zhang Zifeng through the air.

She is the seventh envoy of the Martial God Temple, and her strength naturally ranks seventh.

"Hmph, are you sure you want to fight me?" Zhang Zifeng's eyes flickered, and the corners of his mouth outlined a playful smile.

This smile made the woman even more angry, and the sword intent in her hand became even stronger.

It's just that Zhang Zifeng seemed to ignore it, raised his glass and drank tea, his eyes were not on this woman of the Five Heavens of the God King Realm.

As if to say that you don't deserve to let me shoot at all, it's enough to deal with you and my soul vein.

The golden sword intent descended strongly, and the soul vein also received the master's order.

I only saw the sword intent of the Sword of Judgment in my hand skyrocketing.

The sword of judgment shook, and a sword slashed violently.

Suddenly, the two swords collided, and the waves swept in all directions.

"Bang!"

The woman's face turned pale, and her whole body flew out of the hall like a kite with a broken string.

"Let's play with her!" Zhang Zifeng said calmly.

Two rays of light flashed in the soul vein's eyes, and he disappeared in place with the sword of judgment.

"Presumptuous," At the same time, there were four envoys present, all of whom were in strength as the Four Heavens of the God King Realm, and they were not inferior to Zhang Zifeng.

As soon as the words fell, the four of them held golden swords and approached Zhang Zifeng.

"Fight, alright," Bacchus sneered at his thin lips.

The cold ash on the side sneered, and the crutches in his hand flashed, it turned out to be the strength of the Four Heavens of the God King Realm?

Cool Ash chose the nearest envoy, and with a sword collision, he also rushed out of the hall.

Bacchus stood up and stepped on his front foot with outrageous speed.

It turned out to be the strength of the Four Heavens of the God King Realm.

"Bang!"

An explosion sounded, and Bacchus' slender thigh shattered the floor, and his right foot kicked the envoy's face like thunder.

The envoy's face changed, and the offensive sword in his hand quickly changed to defense.

Suddenly, the god of wine descended on his right foot.

In the next second, the terrifying power that surprised the envoy exploded.

The envoy frowned, and was directly shocked by this non-bi Xuntong's kick and flew out.

The god of wine looked at Zhang Zifeng and said, "I'll play with him, these two people are okay, right?" ”

"Pay attention to safety," Zhang Zifeng slightly, just lowered his head and drank tea.

Bacchus nodded, and vanished into place.

"Are you going to fight against our two envoys on your own?" An envoy said contemptuously, the golden long sword in his hand had a killing intent, stirring up the wind and clouds, terrifying to the extreme.

Zhang Zifeng's eyes glanced at the Silver King of the Silver Throne.

The Silver King propped his chin, smiled, and said, "It's been a long time since the Martial God Temple has been so lively, just let me see your true skills." ”

"Satisfy you!" Zhang Zifeng has completely forgotten Ji Xuanqi's words.

He stood up directly and looked coldly at the two God King Realm envoys.

"Although you are the inheritor of the bloodline of Emperor Qi, but our two envoys do not bully you, you can choose one between the two of us, so that you know that the Martial God Temple is not something that you ants can provoke."

Seeing this, everyone's faces sank, but the foundation of the Martial God Temple was too terrifying, like a mountain suppressing everyone's breathlessness.

They don't dare to do it, and they don't have the strength to do it.

"Who do you choose?" One of the envoys said.

"I'm a person, I have a phobia of choice, what do you say?" Zhang Zifeng smiled playfully, slowly took off his shirt, revealing his hot muscles.

Seeing this, Emperor Liufeng's face changed, "Ji Wuye, you are crazy, do you want to use the Triple Heaven with only the bloodline of the Ji family to deal with them?" ”

Zhang Zifeng smiled slightly, and suddenly a terrifying anger rose to the sky, and his originally black hair seemed to be infected with blood.

The hot body turned into a high-temperature furnace, and a powerful hot breath came to the face.

"What, could it be that you want to challenge me with the Triple Heaven of the God King Realm?" An envoy stepped forward with a golden sword.

"Ji Wuye!" Diliufeng stepped on his front foot, extremely nervous.

He thinks Zhang Zifeng is crazy.

This is the envoy of the Martial God Temple, and everyone is at the monster level, and they have the strength to challenge beyond the level.

In other words, the two of them seem to be the four heavens of the God King Realm, but they are actually far beyond the appearance.

"After all, they are descendants of the Ji family, and they always like to do something amazing," Tong Ziyue smiled.

Ghost Ji Lianyue hugged her chest and said, "The people of the Ji family love to be showy and are used to it, but it's good to teach these guys a lesson, we are not ants in the new era." ”

"Who do you choose?" The man propped his chin, looked at Zhang Zifeng with interest, and reminded, "The one on the left is the twelfth envoy, and the one on the right is the eleventh envoy, I personally recommend that you choose the twelfth envoy." ”

The two envoys took a step one after another, and a powerful aura pressed in, and the entire palace trembled.

And Zhang Zifeng spoke, his scarlet eyes revealed a hint of banter, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, "I have already said that I have a phobia of choice, and I never like to choose." ”

"What do you mean?" The man raised an eyebrow.

"Let the two of them go together, I'd love to see how my ant was killed," Zhang Zifeng said calmly.

"Looking for death, the Ji family is just an ant, I really think it's a king!" The two envoys drank violently and suddenly plundered Zhang Zifeng.

And Zhang Zifeng also moved, the blood-colored mist swept in all directions, and his body turned into thunder, which was already close to the two of them.

And at this moment, Zhang Zifeng said slowly, "The Ji family is not something you trash can insult, for which you have to pay the price of your lives!" ”

"So fast!"

"So fast!"

The faces of the two envoys changed greatly, and the golden long swords in their hands stabbed at Zhang Zifeng in a panic, and the killing power was extremely strong.

But suddenly, Zhang Zifeng's figure was strangely twisted in the blood mist.

In the next second, he appeared strangely behind the two envoys.

"What's going on?" Seeing this, the man on the silver throne stared.

Just now, he noticed that Zhang Zifeng was a little different.

And Zhang Zifeng also answered what was different about him.

I only saw that it was too late for the two envoys to react, because Zhang Zifeng's hot giant palm had already been suppressed strongly.

On the palm of the hand, there seemed to be a bloody word "death" written on it.

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