After all, they have the head token of the Thousand Thunder Sword Sect, if they are really offended, what should they do if they go to move the rescue soldiers? At that time, they will still be the ones who will suffer.

Zhang Zhi sneered and said, "I won't go to the Thousand Thunder Sword Sect with you, you should die of this heart." ”

"Oops...... You're tough. The white-robed man smiled strangely: "That's right, it really looks like a disciple taught by Lin Hai, and he has backbone." ”

"But this kind of personality is not a good thing."

After saying that, the white-robed man waved his hand and ordered the surrounding disciples: "Take down Zhang Zhi and the others." ”

"Boom!"

As the white-robed man's words fell, hundreds of disciples drew their swords and attacked Zhang Zhi.

"Boom!"

In an instant, a wave of powerful spell fluctuations spread, causing the surrounding sand and rocks to fly, and the smoke and dust billowed out, which looked quite spectacular.

And those Thousand Thunder Sword Sect disciples actually only had the cultivation of the God Refining Stage, and they couldn't resist the attack of these Yuan Infant Stage masters at all.

In just half a cup of tea, these hundreds of Thousand Thunder Sword Sect disciples were all killed, and blood was sprinkled all over the hillside.

"Alas......" Zhang Zhi looked at this scene and sighed.

Although these people were his enemies, he also knew that these people from the Thousand Thunder Sword Sect had died too unjustly, after all, they were just ordinary people, where could they compete with immortal cultivators.

"Zhang Zhi, do you choose to hand over that sword, or do you choose to let your Qingyunmen be destroyed?" The white-robed man stood in the distance and said condescendingly to Zhang Zhi.

Zhang Zhi slowly raised his head, looked at the white-robed man with calm eyes, and said, "Do you think this sentence should be asked to yourself?" ”

"What do you mean?" The white-robed man asked with a frown.

Zhang Zhi replied to the question: "Let me ask you one last time, are you sure you want to be an enemy of our Qingyun Sword Sect?" ”

"Hmph, I said earlier, your Qingyun Sword Sect is just a fourth-rate sect, and you don't have the strength to compete with my Thousand Thunder Sword Sect at all."

"I don't believe it." Zhang Zhi said resolutely.

"Believe it or not?" The white-robed man sneered, "Anyway, your Qingyun Sword Sect has been surrounded by us, so you don't want to escape today." ”

With that, the white-robed man suddenly flicked his sleeve robe, and suddenly hundreds of hidden weapons attacked Zhang Zhi.

Zhang Zhi's face changed, his wrist shook, and a flying sword broke away from the storage bag, turning into a cold light to meet those hidden weapons.

Jingle jingle bells!

Then a crisp and pleasant collision sound sounded, and these hidden weapons were ejected to the ground one after another, and Zhang Zhi's flying sword pierced the chest of the white-robed man.

"Huh?" The white-robed man was startled, and hurriedly turned sideways to avoid the flying sword, and at the same time stretched out a pair of fleshy palms and slapped the blade of the flying sword.

Clang!

Then, the white-robed man retreated violently, holding his left arm with his right hand, and a shocked look in his eyes, as if he was not lightly injured.

At this time, the elders of the Qingyun Sword Sect also rushed over one after another, and fought with several subordinates of the white-robed man.

"Master, how are you?" Zhang Zhi quickly ran to the white-robed man's side and asked worriedly.

"It's fine, just scratched by their flying needles."

"Your cultivation is ......" Zhang Zhi asked with a surprised look as he looked at the white-robed man's wound.

"Humph! I am the pinnacle master of Jindan, how can you compete with it! ”

Zhang Zhi smiled bitterly when he heard this, he didn't expect the white-robed man in front of him to be so powerful, his cultivation was definitely above the late Yuan Infant stage, maybe even stronger!

"Humph!" The white-robed man snorted coldly and said, "Zhang Zhi, now I give you two choices, first, obediently sacrifice that treasure, and I will keep your whole body; Second, I'll take your head personally! ”

"Hahaha......" Zhang Zhi raised his head and laughed: "Zhang has lived for thirty years, and he has never heard such a ridiculous joke, just rely on you, you still want my treasures, dream about it!" ”

"Stubborn!" The white-robed man was furious, and suddenly pulled out the long sword at his waist and slashed towards Zhang Zhiyi.

The sword was dark throughout, as if it was made of pure iron, and emitted a faint black light.

"Whoosh!"

A sword light, mixed with the spirit of the Sen Sense, slashed at Zhang Zhi.

"Nine Shadows Sword Technique!" Zhang Zhi's pupils shrank suddenly, and he hurriedly sacrificed his flying sword and blocked it towards the sword.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, Zhang Zhi snorted, and a trace of bright red blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Shhhh

The other Thousand Thunder Sword Sect disciples around couldn't help but gasp.

Because none of them thought that Zhang Zhi, a martial artist in the foundation building period, would be able to take the full blow of the early stage of Jindan, which is simply incredible!

"Who are you?" Zhang Zhi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and asked solemnly.

"I am the chief disciple of the Thousand Thunder Sword Sect, Yang Zhenyu!" The white-robed man said arrogantly.

"Oh? It turns out that you are the legendary waste, no wonder your cultivation speed is so slow. Zhang Zhi said mockingly: "But your cultivation is very weak, and you are only in the early stage of Jindan." ”

"Humph!" Yang Zhenyu snorted coldly and said, "I admit that your strength is good, but if you want to defeat me, you are a fool's dream, suffer death!" ”

After speaking, he stepped on the void and ran towards Zhang Zhi.

"Whew!" Yang Zhenyu brandished his long sword and slashed at Zhang Zhi with a strong killing intent.

In the face of this powerful sword, Zhang Zhi did not panic at all, but appeared calm.

Zhang Zhi held the flying sword across his chest, running the "Qingyun Sword Codex", and the sword intent in his body frantically poured into the flying sword.

"Zheng!"

The next moment, only a buzzing sound was heard, and the flying sword in Zhang Zhi's hand suddenly burst into a brilliant light, and the tip of the sword erupted a cloud of sharp sword light, stabbing straight towards Yang Zhenyu.

Poof!

Zhang Zhi's move contained a majestic sword intent, and the power was very powerful, Yang Zhenyu was caught off guard, and Zhang Zhi broke the move.

"This ...... How can it be? Yang Zhenyu stared at Zhang Zhi in disbelief with a pair of eyes, he really couldn't understand why his full force was broken by Zhang Zhi.

Not only him, but even the other disciples of the Thousand Thunder Sword Sect were also stunned, they all witnessed Zhang Zhi taking a sword move from Yang Zhenyu just now, and they also had the upper hand.

"Could it be that he really has the cultivation of the Jindan period?" Everyone looked at Zhang Zhi in disbelief.

Zhang Zhi smiled faintly and said, "Hehe...... Your cultivation is not bad, but it's a pity that your state of mind can't keep up with your realm, otherwise you wouldn't have lost so completely. ”

After saying this, Zhang Zhi's tone changed suddenly: "Since it's over, then ......"

As he spoke, Zhang Zhi held the flying sword in his hand and pointed at Yang Zhenyu: "Send you to the West Heaven!" ”

"Whew!"

A sharp sword light flickered, sprinting towards Yang Zhenyu.

This sword light was like a dragon coming out of the water, with an unparalleled momentum, tearing through the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it arrived in front of Yang Zhenyu.

"Oops!" Yang Zhenyu was taken aback, and hurriedly raised the long sword in his hand to block it.