Zang Feng didn't put down the "Xuanhua Sword", but looked directly at "Ling Qian" and shouted: "You are not Xiaoqian!"

"Ling Qian" was stunned for a moment, showing a disappointed look.

Since this "Ling Qian" is not true, then this "Zhang Mingyi" is true? Maybe it is not true, what father would be so ruthless and ruthless to his son, even in the cultivation realm of the jungle.

Zang Feng turned to look at "Zhang Mingyi", "And you, who are you!"

"Zhang Mingyi" looked at Zang Feng's reaction, first stunned slightly, and then looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, "I didn't expect that you could see through my illusion in a mere Jindan period, yes, I'm not Zhang Mingyi, and she, hmph, is just illusory." Saying that, this person pretending to be Zhang Mingyi waved his hand, and "Ling Qian" turned into nothingness, although he knew that it was just Ling Qian's image, Zang Feng watched her disappear, and he still unconsciously felt a pain in his heart.

In fact, if it weren't for the eyes of "Ling Qian" who betrayed that person, Zang Feng would not have been able to see the flaws, but Ling Qian is Zang Feng's most beloved person, in Zang Feng's heart, she is already his own relative, her smile has been reflected in his mind, this person used a fake Ling Qian to deceive Zang Feng, but it was impossible to succeed.

Zhang Mingyi disappeared, and a man in a black cloak reappeared, his face hidden by the hood, only two strands of black sideburns poked out from both sides of the hood, and his hands were like dry branches, holding two half-moon scimitars that showed cold light. A black mist swirls around him.

"Who are you, why did you attack us?" Zang Feng couldn't feel this person's realm, but he wasn't afraid, battle was inevitable, what was the use of being afraid?

"Who am I? Hehe, joke! You killed my kindred, and you asked me who I was!"

"Fellow Clan?" Zang Feng was shocked in his heart, "He said that he is of the same clan, could it be that he is a Ghost Clan? But isn't the 'Ghost Clan' without wisdom? Why is it that this cultivator in front of him has obviously enlightened his mind, and even uses illusions to confuse the enemy in order to win more easily, but he calls himself a Ghost Clan?"

The man smiled strangely, "It's very confusing, right? It seems that you haven't heard of it, but among the many ghosts, there is occasionally a 'Turk King' who is born with spiritual intelligence and is strong by devouring his own kind." Hmph, you've ruined all my food in the future, do you think you'll be able to escape? No kidding, take your life!"

The reason why the "Ghost Fantasy Domain" is called the "Ghost Fantasy Domain" is because although a large number of ghosts are low in cultivation, there are very few of them who have spiritual wisdom, they mainly devour a large number of low-level people to improve their cultivation, they are born with the ability to create illusions, and can spy on the softest memories in the opponent's heart to create illusions, the stronger the strength of the illusion created the more realistic, is an excellent means to paralyze the opponent, advanced illusions can make the opponent lose their minds, go crazy and even kill each other. That's why it's called the "Ghost Fantasy Domain".

As soon as King Ji's words fell, a sword light shrouded Zang Feng in it.

How could Zang Feng be restrained? The "Hidden Dragon Jue" was fully operational, his body was fluttering and avoided the attack, and at the same time, the "Xuanhua Sword" was also full of sword energy, and it was difficult to distinguish for a while, the sword light and sword shadow, one after another sword light and sword qi flew towards the rock wall, and suddenly countless deep traces appeared on the surrounding rock wall.

The two of them fought, and they made a dense thunderous sound of gold and iron like thousands of troops and horses, leaving the afterimages of the two everywhere in the cave.

King Ji didn't expect that this kid in the Jindan stage would be so fast that he couldn't take advantage of it at all, and this kid's strength was only a little weaker than himself.

The king of the Turks suddenly retreated, his size skyrocketed, his height was more than two feet, and his appearance also changed dramatically, the iron-black armor, the ugly mouth full of fangs, the eyes of the needle-shaped pupils, and the two scimitars turned into two huge and sharp giant claws, which were the body of the king of the Turks!

The king of the Turk screamed and pounced on Zang Feng, his claws crossed to attack Zang Feng, the body of the king of the Turk became a lot larger but the speed was faster, Zang Feng's horizontal sword resisted, and suddenly the tiger's mouth was shocked, and he felt a huge force on his arm, and immediately flew out upside down, spurting out a mouthful of blood in the air.

Zang Feng's current ** energy has reached 8,000 volts, and the power of one blow is about 800 tons, and the power of this blow is 2,000 tons, smashing Zang Feng directly into the hard rock wall for a few meters, and long cracks extend around.

Fortunately, Zang Feng's recovery power was greatly enhanced after absorbing the water spirit bead, and this blow could not cause him fatal damage, Zang Feng only hated himself in his heart for not having time to cultivate the "Gods and Demons Codex", otherwise it would not be so embarrassing to carry it hard, and it was not impossible to even be above the king of Turkishness!

Seeing that Zang Feng was smashed into the rock wall by himself, the king thought that the weakness of this immortal cultivator must be dead or alive under this blow, and he stepped forward and was about to catch the corpse out, but he saw a fierce sword qi rushing towards his face, so close that he couldn't dodge at all, the sword qi slashed directly at his face, and one of the king's eyes was suddenly abolished!

The king of the Turks retreated and was furious, he didn't expect that Zang Feng would still be able to survive under such a blow, and he would only be hit if he relaxed his vigilance for a while, the sword that Zang Feng displayed was the third type of "Flat Earth Shock", of course, the power should not be underestimated, and it was reasonable to be able to hurt the King of Turks.

Zang Feng rushed out of the rock wall, and quickly performed the sword division technique while the king was unprepared, hundreds of swords roared and stabbed at the king of the king, if he scattered the attack, it could only cause him damage, but it could not kill him, so Zang Feng controlled many flying swords to carry out superimposed attacks this time, and all the flying swords were superimposed to attack the heart of the king of Turkic!

Seeing a large number of flying swords flying towards him, the Turk King immediately dodged, and some of the flying sword attacks missed, so he turned around and continued to attack the Turk King.

The king of the Turk crossed his claws in front of his chest to block the superimposed flying sword, the flying sword collided with countless sparks on his claws, the flying sword kept superimposing, and the power became greater and greater, even if this king reached the early stage of the Yuan Infant, he was a little unbearable, he was hit back again and again, the claws had a trace of cracks, and the blood in the abdomen was surging, and it could gush out at any time!

Suddenly, the king disappeared out of thin air, and a sharp claw instantly appeared behind Zang Feng, and a claw directly attacked Zang Feng's heart!

When Zang Feng found it, he couldn't dodge, he could only move slightly, and one of the sharp claws of the Turk King pierced through Zang Feng's right chest!

Zang Feng was hit hard, and the flying swords also fell and fused into one, and the "Xuanhua Sword" was inserted into the ground, making a "buzzing" sword sound, which seemed to sense the danger of the master.

The king threw Zang Feng out and smashed the cave wall into a rock.

Zang Feng's injury at this time would not kill him, but it would take a long time to recover, and he was completely unable to move at this time.

The king slowly walked towards Zang Feng, and now Zang Feng was at his mercy, the corners of his mouth pulled a trace of hideousness, and his eyes were full of crazy killing intent!

Zang Feng vaguely saw the approach of the Turk King, and struggled to stand up, but his body lay on the ground and did not move.

A man in a black robe appeared in his mind, his eyes were cold, but he said in a playful tone: "My little master, do you need help?" It was the "magic sword puppet" Wu Qi.

Zang Feng immediately said: "Nonsense, Wu Qi, if you don't help, you will have to wait for the next master again!

A look of indifference flashed in Wu Qi's eyes, "I think it's actually quite good to sleep for a thousand years now." I don't mind. ”

Zang Feng was helpless, he was still joking at this time, didn't he say that the puppet was extremely loyal to his master?

"Wu Qi, save me! I order you in the name of the master, save me!" Zang Feng said.

The corners of Wu Qi's mouth tugged at a hint of a smile, "Wu Qi takes orders!"

Just as the king raised his giant claws and was about to make the final blow, suddenly the light in the cave burst out, and a figure appeared in front of the king out of thin air.

"Do you dare to kill my master under my nose?" a clear and merciless voice sounded.

The king of the Turks suddenly shook his heart, this voice was powerful, and his spiritual sense was swept away, and the person in front of him was also in the Yuan Infant Realm, but he was in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, and this person was in the middle stage of the Yuan Infant! Plus he was injured now, he must not be the opponent of the person in front of him! He said that this immortal cultivator of the Jindan stage was his master, but he was a demon cultivator of the Yuan Infant stage, how could this be possible! In this "Ghost Fantasy Domain" where strength was supreme, how could a demon cultivator in the Yuan Infant stage surrender to a mere immortal cultivator in the Jindan stage!

The king couldn't believe it at all, but this man had already revealed his identity, and he would definitely not let himself go, because he was the one who wanted to kill his master!

The king of the Turks had no heart to fight, turned into a phantom and fled outside the cave, Wu Qi would not allow him to escape, and Wu Qi would never let go of those who wanted to kill his master!

The figure of the witch swept away like a ghost, and the latter came first, slashing at the king with a sword, and the king of the king slashed with black mist in his claws.

Wu Qi's crimson long sword was covered with blood-veined meridians, and an incomparably powerful demonic power poured out from the meridians, instantly breaking through the black mist of the Turk King, and twisting his claws, the sword blade was unabated, directly cutting off the Turkic King's waist, followed by another sword, splitting his head in half!

The body of the king was destroyed, the fragments of the corpse were twisted into a piece of ashes by the power of the demon, and a "spirit of the king of the king" flew into Wu Qi's hands.