The black shadow cultivation has improved again, and he easily rescued the person from the old man's hands. Bai Zishu sighed secretly, opened the folding fan with a "swish", and cut towards the waist of the meditation mage.

"Damn, Black Hawk, you're not kind!" Jing Xin originally had the upper hand, but now the situation is reversed, and one against two can't be beaten. "It's a great pleasure for your father and daughter to get together today. Why don't you and I turn our rivalry into jade silk and sit down and drink a cup of tea?"

"Don't talk nonsense, old monk look at the darts!" Bai Feng screamed, and a few silver needles flew out here and there.

"Hahaha! There are no flying needles, right? Amitabha! The evil obstacle is still captured!" Master Jingxin was overjoyed, and the Zen staff suddenly danced and whirred.

"Hmph! Look at the dart!" Bai Feng jumped out of the battle circle, his sleeve swept over a piece of silver needles on the ground, and suddenly, the flying needles shot densely towards Jingxin.

"Golden bell jar!" the meditation mage was busy using his defensive mental technique, not moving like a bell. He had seen the miserable appearance of the black phoenix being bombed, and he had to guard against it.

"Forbidden God Mantra!" Bai Zishu immediately made a decision, silently recited the Dao method, and a spell was pasted on the door of Jing Xin's brain.

At this time, all the flying needles lost their strength and were scattered all over the ground.

"Fooled!" muttered Jingxin.

"Can you still talk?, then another one!" another spell flew out of Bai Zishu's hand, and the meditation mage was completely speechless. Like a puppeteer, he stands still in the pavilion.

"After all, there is still a shortage of materials, and your flying needle can only be disposable. After using it, it can only be used as an ordinary silver needle...... Feng'er, what did you just say dead...... What is the matter with the good injustice of death?" Bai Zishu initially suspected that they had ulterior motives, and found a human head that looked similar to Zhang Yi in order to achieve the purpose of provoking him. Unexpectedly, he saw Zhang Yi three days ago, but of course he couldn't achieve that effect. But why was Feng'er so sad when she came here just now?

"......" Bai Feng didn't dare to look at Bai Zishu's eyes, she didn't dare to tell her father the truth. "Yes...... The child is inexperienced and almost fooled. ”

"You mean...... The old man's grandson looks very similar to this person?Who are you marrying?Why does the old man's grandson look like the people of the Zhang family?......" Bai Zishu glanced at the human head again, his head was even more confused, and he couldn't figure it out. "Are you married to someone from the Zhang family......? Why did that madman want to kill you just now?"

"......" Bai Feng was dumbfounded, not knowing how to reply to his father's series of questions. "Daddy, my daughter's internal strength has been exhausted and she must recover as soon as possible. It's not a place to stay for long, we ......."

"Resume your cultivation right here, and protect the Dharma for your Father. After speaking, he first put away the meditation master's Zen staff and the Buddhist beads around his neck, and then searched the old monk all over his body, and then found nothing that could enter his eyes.

"Now it's finally time to make a deal, let the fox give these things to that kid, the fox must be very happy. Don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha, the madman just now can't do things, he is still a friend enough. Otherwise, I really don't want to give it to the descendants of the Zhang family, hey! Forget it, for the sake of the fox. Hey, that's right. Fox and Feng'er ......" Seeing that Bai Feng had already entered the cultivation state, Bai Zishu temporarily suppressed the messy mood.

"The battle of the masters is over, and it is time for us to complete the task just given by the master. More than a dozen people came out of the crowd watching the excitement in the corner, and surrounded the nameless swordsman and Feng Yi who were about to leave.

"Black Eagle's hidden guard, how could I be unguarded!" Feng Yi made a gesture, and more than a dozen people came out of the crowd. Lu Ming and Nangong Zhi are also among them.

"Kill!" There was no superfluous nonsense, and the two sides suddenly fought.

Zhang Yi lay motionless on the ground, but his brain was very clear.

"Don't rush, take your time. Fortunately, if you cultivated the Sun Divine Fist, you would have died a hundred times earlier. That's right, slowly refine the internal force that pervert hits in, and then you will have unexpected gains. Zhang Yi pointed out a little bit in the sea of knowledge, Zhang Yi refined the fire poison that the iron surface had entered.

Zhang Yi has never been so helpless. It's obviously his own body, but now he doesn't listen to his own command at all. It's different from when I was manipulated by Zhang Yi before, I asked Zhang Yi to try it just now, but it didn't work either.

Little by little, the exercises were not working at all, but now they are a little better, and they are like snails climbing the Great Wall, slowly advancing little by little. However, where the exercises passed, the pain caused to Zhang Yi also increased little by little.

It's so hard, it's too tiring, it's too painful......

Zhang Yi wanted to give up, but he knew that giving up cultivation was equivalent to giving up his life......!

......

Zhang Yihan rained down, and little by little the exercises were running, he finally completed a big Zhou Tian, and his qi reached the dantian. At this time, the power of the elixir that the iron mask stuffed him finally merged with the exercises. When you run the exercises again, the speed becomes faster and faster, and the pain in your body becomes lighter and lighter under the effect of the elixir.

As a blessing in disguise, the internal force of the iron mask was slowly transformed into his own internal force under Zhang Yi's refining. Cultivation is in the midst of great strides in growth.

"Don't be afraid! This time it's the result of a little effort on your part. It's different from the last time you last time, I helped you bear the pain of washing your muscles and marrow, and your foundation is unstable. This time, you can improve with confidence and do your best. After all, Zhang Yi and Zhang Yi now share a sea of knowledge, and of course Zhang Yi's mental activities can't hide from him, so he immediately comforted and encouraged. "The worldly force in this world is divided into nine grades, and each rank is divided into nine sub-levels. Last time, because the medicinal power of washing the muscles and marrow was too strong, it suddenly pulled out the seedlings and promoted you to a second-grade samurai. This time, it seems that you may be able to upgrade to the martial artist realm. The first three grades are samurai, the middle three are warriors, and the last three are warriors. But these have nothing to do with you, you and I are cultivators above the martial artists after all. ”

Zhang Yi let go of the idea of suppressing cultivation, since there is no risk of going mad, let's work hard to improve.

Exercises, pills, and the internal force of the iron surface. Under the effect of the three-in-one, Zhang Yi's cultivation is rapidly improving. Second Rank First Order, Second Order, Third Order...... Sanpin...... Three Grades and Nine Orders...... This was already Nangong Zhi's cultivation level that night.

Zhang Yi still has room to improve, and the medicinal power has been refined. However, the internal force of the angry blow of the iron mask was too strong, and half of it had not been refined......

Fighting outside came and went, and there were already hundreds of corpses lying on the ground.

Another wave of dark guards walked out, Feng Yi frowned, "How many of you still have to come together, so it's not verbose, it's neat, come out!"

The guards looked at each other, and one of them shouted to the crowd of onlookers, "Brothers and sisters, you must have already understood that these people on the other side are Wei Guo's fine work. We should unite with the enemy! Keep them here forever......"

A few of the onlookers stood up: "That's right, they're meticulous ......"

"That's right, they are meticulous! But we can also see clearly, you are the secret guard of the national teacher Black Eagle! Think about it carefully, how many good men in my Dasheng Dynasty have died at your poisonous hands. Zhang Jing's old immortal practice of medicine to save people is not counted, and his descendants have been harmed by you bastards! We can see more clearly, today, your master actually wants to assassinate my hero Bai Zishu! The iron-masked assassin and the black phoenix were both rescued by the national teacher Black Eagle, and besides, what you want to kill now is a person who once had the grace to save the lives of the descendants of the Zhang family. A voice of righteous indignation rang out from the crowd.

The people who had already stood up retreated.

Since this is the case, then, "killing ......" is another burst of sword light and sword shadows, dusty and fallen leaves, burying Zhang Yi, who can't move, another layer of burial.

Soon, all but the few dying people lying on the ground were all gone.

The results of the battle fully prove the saying that life is sorrow and death is peace. The Black Eagle Secret Guard, similar to the Jinyi Guard, has now been wiped out due to its perennial sense of superiority.

And the enemy countries that are ready to fight at any time are meticulously working with wave after wave of joining. Feng Yi already had a team of 100 people behind him.

What to do with these people?......

Before the enthusiastic audience made a decision, some people couldn't hold back it.

Nangong Zhi came out of the crowd, pointed at Zhang Yi, who was half-buried by debris, and said: "Pull out this person for this king! Pull out his clothes for this king!"

Immediately, a few people walked quickly to Zhang Yi's side, and they were about to make a move.

"Stop!" Long Xiaotian stood up tremblingly from under the pavilion. "He is the person of this prince, I see who dares to touch him!"

"You, a waste prince, dare to stand up and speak?" Nangong Zhi glanced at Long Xiaotian with contempt.

"That's right, it's because Prince Ben ...... Wrong...... Lao Tzu has been demoted to a commoner. Lao Tzu is now a flat-headed commoner, hearing you shout 'come out for this king's eight, give this king's eight out', Lao Tzu dare not come out!" Long Xiaotian accepted his fate, since his father had abandoned him, instead of complaining about the heavens and others, it was better to live happily.

Just as he was about to say a few more words, he heard a voice ringing in his ears: "Brother Prince, don't provoke them first, I am at the critical moment of healing, you delay for a while, and I will be fine here soon." ”

Nangong Zhi was stunned: "You dare to scold me!"

Long Xiaotian smiled gently, and arched his hand towards Nangong Zhi: "Dare to ask what the prince said just now, don't you remember it yourself?"

"The king told them to pull out the man of the earth to the king...... Come out ......" Nangong Zhi pointed at Long Xiaotian, "You did it on purpose!"

Long Xiaotian arched his hand again, "The prince misunderstood the grass people, the grass people are reckless, otherwise they will not be degraded." The grass people admired the heroic posture of the prince just now, so they ...... No matter what the prince commanded, the grass people came out immediately. It's just that I don't know why the prince has to pull out the grass people's entourage?"

"He was wearing the clothes of this king! That night he and a monk pulled out the clothes of this king!" Nangong Zhi was very unwise and angry and said the troubles, and he was still secretly worried in his mind, "How can pulling out for this king become the eighth for this king"?

"Poof!" The onlookers finally couldn't hold back. Just now when the prince teased that the prince of Wei was the eighth king, he couldn't help laughing, but he didn't expect that this prince was even more funny, and he actually broke the news that he was robbed by the young man on the ground and a monk...... And I was pulled out of my clothes!

"Huh!" Because of his father's protector, Bai Feng hadn't cultivated so safely for many years. As soon as I finished the work, I found that such a wonderful thing had happened next to me. When I saw the little monkey's face, I couldn't help but exclaim: "Zhang Yi!"

"Hahaha! Okay! What a prince! What a good man who dares to pull out the pants of King Wei!

"Emperor Taishang!" Bai Zishu secretly said that something was wrong.