Under Zhang Jianfeng's palm, these two people have broken off their vitality, and there is no possibility of a body.

However, Zhang Zichen did not feel sorry for these two people, because these two people had already cultivated the method of the demonic path of Yin Spirit Entry, and they also aided in the abuse and killing of human beings.

That's it, Zhang Zichen can't tolerate them.

Now Zhang Jianfeng made a move and killed these two people in one fell swoop, which can be regarded as a perfect ending.

After pushing the two of them away with one palm, Zhang Jianfeng rushed into the chest of the deadwood Taoist without hesitation.

"Hmph, it's not that easy to kill me!"

The Deadwood Dao Chief's hands lit up with two fingers, and there were several yellow Dao talismans between his fingers, he quickly waved his hands, and several yellow lights burst out from between his hands.

In the blink of an eye, four or five golden light shields formed around the Deadwood Dao Chief.

Boom!

At the same time that the golden light shield protected the deadwood Dao Chief, Zhang Jianfeng came with a palm, but unfortunately, he slammed into one of the golden pill shields.

The Deadwood Dao Leader was only pushed backwards by the force of the impact, but the man was unharmed.

The deadwood road chief has been flying upside down for more than ten meters, and then he landed steadily, and after landing, he saw Zhang Jianfeng on the opposite side like a fierce beast, rushing towards him again.

"This son, originally the Dao method was slightly lower than mine, but at this time, in order to take revenge, he used this desperate method to fight with me, but I am not his opponent!"

The Deadwood Daoist was thinking in his heart, he was trying to find a way to fight Zhang Jianfeng, but the Deadwood Daoist was disappointed, because not far away, Zhang Zichen and He Huimin were guarding the exit, so he couldn't escape.

"Deadwood Daoist, I want to die with you!"

After Zhang Jianfeng landed, he turned into an afterimage again and rushed towards the deadwood Dao Chief.

The Dead Wood Dao Chief frowned, his cultivation reached the middle stage of Jindan, and he could live for thousands of years, and in these thousands of years, he might be able to improve his cultivation, and if his cultivation increased, his lifespan would naturally increase.

For this reason, the Deadwood Daoist gave up the Yin Spirit Dao, he didn't want to step into this demonic path and become a demonic Daoist who could not be reincarnated as a human for eternity.

Thinking of this, the Deadwood Daoist sneered, and secretly said in his heart: "Only fools will die with you." ”

Although the Deadwood Daoist didn't want to die with Zhang Jianfeng in his heart, Zhang Jianfeng fought desperately, but the life of the Deadwood Daoist was threatened again and again.

Rumble!

Zhang Jianfeng and Deadwood Dao Chang made a hard encounter in mid-air, and the two separated in the blink of an eye.

This time, although Zhang Jianfeng had the upper hand, he didn't care about this detail, he used his true qi to forcibly close the pain nerves in his body, and flew towards the deadwood Dao Chang again.

The Deadwood Daoist was shocked, this Zhang Jianfeng, as a cultivator, actually worked so hard with himself for the sake of an ordinary human fiancée, is he worth it?

Whew――

The Deadwood Daoist calmed the blood surging in his heart and sacrificed a long sword, which was a bronze sword with a history of more than two thousand years.

This bronze sword is considered a treasure, used to exorcise demons and catch ghosts, and it is considered to be of great use.

This is the most proud treasure of the Deadwood Road Chief.

At the same time as Zhang Jianfeng rushed with a punch, the Deadwood Dao Chang swung out a sword, and the sword flashed out.

Burst!

Zhang Jianfeng avoided it slightly, but a long cut was made on his right arm, and blood flowed.

Zhang Jianfeng's desperate style of play made Zhang Zichen and He Huimin on the side very nervous, and at this time Zhang Jianfeng was injured, Zhang Zichen finally couldn't help it.

Zhang Zichen's figure flashed, blocking in front of Zhang Jianfeng, and persuaded: "Senior brother, don't do this!"

Zhang Jianfeng naturally understood what his junior brother was, Zhang Zichen was, and asked him not to fight so desperately.

"Zi Chen, you get out of the way!" But Zhang Jianfeng said angrily, "Zi Chen, it was yours at the beginning, let me cultivate and avenge Xiao Yun's family." ”

"But Senior Brother, you don't need to fight for your life to avenge the family of your sister-in-law?" Zhang Zichen continued to persuade.

But Zhang Jianfeng didn't listen to persuasion: "Zichen, if you are my junior brother, then don't stop me." My life, the meaning of my life, is to avenge Xiao Yun. Today, when I meet an enemy, even if I die together, I will kill this dead wood leader. ”

There is indeed a little truth in this law.

I remember that when I persuaded Zhang Jianfeng to cultivate, it seemed that I used this revenge as an introduction to slowly persuade him.

But now, hearing that the senior brother wanted to take revenge with his life, Zhang Zichen was indeed a little reluctant.

"Senior brother, let me help you. Zhang Zichen, "Let me destroy this dead wood Dao Master's dantian and break his limbs, and I'll hand him over to you, okay?"

"No!" Zhang Jianfeng smiled bitterly, "Zi Chen, this is my own battle, let me do it myself, okay? ”

Alas!

In the end, under Zhang Jianfeng's bitter pleading, Zhang Zichen finally moved, which was Zhang Jianfeng's only wish, and the only thing he wanted to do in this world.

Therefore, Zhang Zichen did not block Zhang Jianfeng in the end.

After Zhang Zichen walked to the side, Zhang Jianfeng looked at the wound on his arm, this sword cut the muscles of his right arm to the bottom, and the white bones under the muscles were all in the air.

However, Zhang Jianfeng didn't care, he took out a healing charm, smashed it, and sprinkled it on the wound.

Although this Taoist healing charm is extremely effective for wounds, if it is not treated well, the healing of this muscle will not be as perfect as the thousand-year-old peach tree spirit.

This is only a temporary stop to the bleeding, and if it is not dealt with in time, the consequences will be very severe.

But Zhang Jianfeng didn't care about this, he lowered his body, his right hand shook, and a thousand-year-old peach wood sword appeared in his hand.

This thousand-year-old peach wood sword is made of the thousand-year-old peach tree at the entrance of the Dragon and Tiger Taoist Temple.

After that, through the method taught by Guò Shizu, Zhang Jianfeng refined it himself.

And after the thousand-year-old peachwood sword was made, Zhang Jianfeng also used his true qi for many years to protect it, and now this peachwood sword is already one of the rare treasures in the world.

"Deadwood Daoist, suffer death!"

Zhang Jianfeng held the peachwood sword in his hand, ran quickly under his feet, and after he approached the deadwood leader, the long sword was swung.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen white Dao sword rays were like a big net, encircling towards the Deadwood Dao Chief.

The Dead Wood Dao's cultivation was not low, and his reaction was naturally fast, he took advantage of the situation and retreated ten meters, and actually sneaked out between the two sword rays.

During this time, the Deadwood Daoist was afraid of Zhang Zichen and He Huimin's storage, and he was afraid to fight, and at most, in addition to escaping, he was occasionally attacking.

After careful analysis during this time, the Deadwood Dao Chief decided to start fighting back.