He reached out and patted the storage bag, and a large disc-shaped artifact appeared.

He threw him into the sky.

The disc hummed and turned into a blue light towards Zhang Wuji's hood.

"Huh?" Zhang Wuji frowned slightly, and raised the black iron sword in his hand.

"When!" The disc slammed into the black iron sword, and was slashed into two pieces by a sword, but the two sections were not cut off, but turned into two cyan snakes and devoured Zhang Wuji's black iron sword towards him.

"What an ingenious trap beast!" Zhang Wuji smiled, shook his sword again, and with a bang, the two green snakes were shaken away.

The black iron sword instantly swung out more than thirty sword qi, slashing the green snake in a row.

"Boom, boom, boom. "The green snake was chopped into countless pieces.

However, these fragments flashed again in an instant, turning into small snakes that were inches long and devouring Zhang Wuji.

"Huh!" this greatly surprised Zhang Wuji.

However, his reaction was not slow at all, and the sword light around his body flowed for a while, and the Taiji sword clothes instantly wrapped his whole body.

"Dang, dang, dang!" The little snakes bombarded the sword clothes, unable to penetrate, but they merged with each other again in the blink of an eye, turning into a thin and long snake that entwined Zhang Wuji in it.

"Haha, this son is finished, he is locked by the senior brother's Thousand Machines God Disk, I see how he hides. The disciples of the Mo family who saw this scene below immediately let out bursts of cheers.

"Curious special magic weapon!" Zhang Wuji's eyes were also full of brilliance.

But he didn't panic.

Seeing that Su Feng in the distance was wrapped in heavy flames and was about to rush over, a sword roar suddenly sounded in Zhang Wuji's body.

This is the sound of the sword.

Accompanied by the sound of the sword, there was a slight tremor on Zhang Wuji's skin, and in an instant, the long snake coiled around him automatically fell off as if he was drunk.

This is the wonderful use of the Sword Gang Forging Body Technique he has cultivated, and after casting it, his physical body will instantly enter a state of complete powerlessness, whether it is various physical attacks or such a body-locking magic weapon, it will be completely useless.

But even if he didn't really hold Zhang Wuji, Su Feng's purpose had been achieved, and he had already arrived in front of Zhang Wuji.

"Eat me with a punch. Su Feng shouted, and there was a huge fist on top of his fist, and a punch blasted towards Zhang Wuji.

"Fight cautiously?"

"Hehe, I like it the most!" Zhang Wuji licked his lips, didn't dodge, but raised his sword and went straight up.

"Boom, boom, boom!" The two fought against each other in the sky for more than three hundred moves in an instant, but when they separated again, Su Feng's body had three more sword marks, but Zhang Wuji's body was unscathed.

"Come again!" Zhang Wuji stepped forward with his sword.

Since entering the Foundation Realm, I haven't experienced such hearty hand-to-hand combat, and I can't help but be completely excited at this moment.

Su Feng looked at the wounds on his body, and his mind was completely solemn.

He really didn't expect that he would fall behind in the most proud melee combat.

"Come again!" But seeing Zhang Wuji come again, his arrogance made him completely unwilling to back down and admit defeat, wearing a machine armor all over his body, holding a sharp machine sword that was constantly spinning, and greeted him again.

There was another roar in the sky.

Countless foundation building disciples below were staring nervously at the battlefield in the sky, the outcome of this battle was directly related to their future happiness!

"Boom!" finally had a result in the battle, and a loud bang sounded in the center of the martial arts training ground.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and Zhang Wuji stepped on Su Feng's body with one foot, standing tall with his sword.

As for Su Feng's whole body, the battle armor was completely shattered, and a deep wound on his chest that was bleeding outward, looking extremely miserable.

"Have you taken it?" asked Zhang Wuji with a smile.

"Alas, who would have thought that the dignified Xuanyuan Sword Cultivator not only played well with flying swords, but also learned to cultivate the body, and bowed to the wind in the lower ranks!" Su Feng was also a bachelor, and while spitting out a mouthful of blood, he sighed and spoke.

"Very good, just take it. ”

Zhang Wuji didn't bother to explain to him that he was cultivating the authentic Sword Sect forging method, and the black iron sword in his hand retracted and smiled: "You are not bad, especially that magic weapon and the sword in your hand, it can be disintegrated and fused, if it were me three years ago, I wouldn't be able to beat you." ”

Zhang Wuji is telling the truth, three years ago, he hadn't cultivated the four veins of swordsmanship, and his means were not as many as they are now, so I'm afraid he was really not the opponent of this guy.

Of course, now that he has no effort to defeat this guy.

After all, after fighting for so long, in fact, his best flying swords are still hidden in the sword plate, and none of them have been used.

This is also what he did on purpose, those flying swords Zhang Wuji are used to kill people, naturally the less people know about it, the better.

"This is called Hundred Variety Spirit Iron, it is a special metal synthesized by our Mo family in the past hundred years, how about it? If you are interested, I can give you a piece. ”

"Forget it, I still prefer swords to tricks!" Zhang Wuji was completely unmoved.

This so-called Hundred Transformations Spirit Iron is not highly lethal, and its characteristic is that it can decompose and fuse into ever-changing, which is completely inconsistent with the sword path he is cultivating now, so it's better not to do it.

Su Feng nodded when he heard this, got up from the ground with difficulty and said with a smile: "You are very powerful, since you have defeated me, you are qualified to be the outer sect senior brother of the Mo family." ”

Su Feng's face was straight, and he respectfully bowed his hand to Zhang Wuji and said, "Disciple Su Feng pays a visit to Senior Brother." ”

Although he is more than a hundred years old, and not only did he start earlier than Zhang Wuji, but he was also a disciple of the Mo family, and his cultivation had already entered the late stage of foundation building, but now he did not hesitate to salute Zhang Wuji.

"Huh?"

Zhang Wuji was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "After coming to the Mo family for three months, you are still a character." ”

Hearing this, the faces of all the foundation building disciples behind Su Feng suddenly looked a little ugly.

A great battle came to an end, and after this battle, after Su Feng took the initiative to show respect for Zhang Wuji, his position in the Mo family was officially consolidated, and some foundation building disciples began to obey Zhang Wuji's command with Su Feng.

However, more disciples were still silently fighting against him.

Zhang Wuji didn't care about this, because he knew that some things could not be changed overnight, and what was needed was a long-term subtle influence.

And for him as an immortal cultivator, the last thing he lacks now is time.

Time flashed for three years, and on this day, a violent spiritual power fluctuation suddenly came from the room where Zhang Wuji was, and then as soon as this fluctuation ended, the room returned to calm again, as if nothing had happened.

And in the room, Zhang Wuji slowly opened his eyes, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he let out a long breath of turbidity.

After nearly fifteen years in the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, he finally advanced to the middle stage of foundation building.