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And right now.

At the moment when Zhang Feng and the miscellaneous birds were scolding, dense figures suddenly appeared in the surrounding mountains and forests, surrounding Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng scolded two more sentences before coming back to his senses, looking around, his face changed suddenly.

Thousands of Mulong Peak disciples wearing green Taoist robes and embroidering a verdant ancient tree on their chests stood around Zhang Feng with gloomy faces, without saying a word, carrying various magic weapons in their hands, most of them were branches or fruits of various shapes, or some things carved from wood for unknown purposes, but they all exuded a strong wood attribute spiritual power, and the power between the waves was amazing.

Mu Qiao'er, who is the leader, has a delicate face, and her cuffs are embroidered with five gold threads, showing her noble status as the chief disciple of Mu Long Peak.

At this time, these Mulong Peak disciples all looked at Zhang Feng with gloomy faces and didn't say a word.

The atmosphere was extremely tense.

All the disciples looked at Zhang Feng as if they were facing a great enemy, and they didn't dare to step forward for a while, after all, the matter of Zhang Feng destroying the Thick Earth Peak and the Holy Fire Peak was really shocking.

Others don't know, but through the description of the senior sister, these disciples of Mu Longfeng are clear in every detail, and they naturally know how terrifying the true strength of this wind is.

Only one person doesn't know......

That is the second disciple of Wan Jian Peak, Wan Qian in the early stage of the Yudan!

Zhang Feng looked at so many people surrounding him, his face instantly turned ugly, he was only five hundred layers of Qi training, facing so many people at once, and a few knot masters, even if he had the realm of refining the body, he couldn't bear it.

Zhang Feng's brain was quickly calculating how he could escape.

Both sides were extremely nervous.

Only one person is not nervous.

In this tense silence, Wan Qian laughed.

In the amazement of everyone and the eyes of the fool, Wan Jianfeng's second disciple Wan Qian stroked the huge flying sword he was carrying, laughed wildly, and walked towards Zhang Feng step by step.

Looking at Zhang Feng's eyes, he was full of disdain and disdain.

Zhang Feng was also stunned...... He also didn't know what kind of road this kid was, it stands to reason that more than 1,000 people rushed up directly to hold him down, why does this still look like he wants to go head-on?

"Boy, just practicing qi, dare to take risks alone?" Wan Cheng looked at the mediocre bald head in front of him, who had cultivated for qi cultivation, and his heart became more and more contemptuous, picking his nose and sneering, "Are you taking Shangshui Sacred Peak too seriously?"

"Huh?" Zhang Feng didn't know what this stupidity meant.

If you despise me so much, why do you bring so many people with you as if you are facing a great enemy?

Wan Cheng looked at Zhang Feng, who was standing there stupidly and did not react, and his heart became more and more disdainful. Hmph, just a gas refining period, a mediocre bald head, he was scared silly when he saw himself?

"Wood Dragon Peak, is this the trouble you are talking about?" Wan Qian glanced at Mu Qiao'er and the disciples of Wood Dragon Peak with a strange face, and snorted, "It seems that your Wood Dragon Peak is really mixed up at this level, and you were actually frightened by a Qi cultivator from Shangshui Saint Peak." ”

Mu Qiao'er said with a strange face: "That, you listen to my explanation......"

"No need to explain!" Wan Cheng interrupted in a stiff tone, "Okay, let you Mulong Peak see the momentum of my Ten Thousand Sword Peak today!"

Looking at the imposing Wan Yan, Mu Qiao'er's complicated face stopped talking.

Wan Cheng sneered and raised his sword and walked towards Zhang Feng step by step, his momentum became more and more condensed, and a sharp sword intent on his body continued to rise, and after walking a few steps, all the grass and trees he passed by had begun to fall.

The incision was neat, as if it had been cut with a sharp sword.

How is the sword qi of Ten Thousand Sword Peak?

Sword Qi is rampant!

With a vertical and horizontal sword qi, Wan Cheng felt that he had reached the pinnacle of his life, and walked towards the bald head of Qi Practitioner who had been scared silly by himself in front of everyone.

This situation made him can't help but smile proudly: "Heaven does not give birth to me ten thousand little people, and the way of the sword is like a long night!"

The surrounding grass and trees shook and fell neatly.

Looking at Zhang Feng, Wan Cheng snorted coldly: "If you can take my sword, I will ensure that you leave safely!"

"Huh?" Zhang Feng was stunned for a moment, and his heart became more and more puzzled, he really couldn't figure out what the psychology of this young man was.

But then Wan Cheng sneered: "It's a pity, you can't take it!"

"The sword is coming!" roared as he looked up to the sky.

The flying sword on his waist turned into a streamer, roared out, and hovered above Wan Yan's head.

Wan Qian raised his hands high, as if he was holding the sword from afar, and went back towards Zhang Feng, reaching the peak of his sword qi vertically and horizontally, shouting: "Break the demon sword!"

The flying sword began to vibrate in an instant, and the amplitude of the vibration increased more and more.

As the vibration began, the huge sword body like a door panel burst out with a rich sword aura, although it was invisible, it seemed to be able to open the air in circulation.

In just an instant, the fierce sword qi on it condensed to the point of being terrifying, and even the disciples of Wood Dragon Peak behind Wan Qian couldn't help but take two steps back, for fear of being contaminated in the slightest.

Wan Qian pointed at Zhang Feng and said proudly: "Go!"

The huge flying sword was wrapped in fierce sword qi, and the tip of the sword pointed downward, roaring and rushing towards Zhang Feng, flashing in the sun.

Feeling this huge sword intent, Zhang Feng's pupils shrank.

There is not much spiritual power on this sword, but this Sen Ran sword intent is blessed with metallic spiritual power, which makes people's scalps tingle, and can almost cut everything!

The flying sword was extremely fast, and it had already locked Zhang Feng's qi machine.

Zhang Feng couldn't avoid it at all! He could feel that no matter from which position he was dodging, the flying sword would turn around.

The sword intent of Wanjian Peak is terrifying!

Therefore, in the face of this huge flying sword that came with a fierce sword intent, Zhang Feng let out a long sigh, did not dodge or dodge, and closed his eyes.

A body of majestic spiritual power gushed out from the dantian, spreading all over the body, blessing every cell in the body.

The power of the Refining Muscle Realm was also stimulated, Zhang Feng's muscles all over his body tightened, and the skin of the whole person seemed to become indestructible at this moment.

Refining the Muscle Realm, from the perspective of physical cultivation, this is the knot.

In other words, the strength is the knot, the running speed is the running speed of the knot monk, and the defense power can withstand the attack of the knot pill period!

This is also the reason why the physical cultivation of the Refining Muscle Realm can fight back and forth with the Jiedan Monk just by relying on the body. And if it is blessed with spiritual power......

In short, Zhang Feng did not panic at all.

In the face of the flying sword that roared and rushed, Zhang Feng not only had no expression, but even wanted to laugh......

The power of the heavenly thunder in Zhang Feng's muscles flowed, emitting a tiny crackling sound, and under the full speed of the thunder refining body, even the skin oozed radiant thunder

But in the eyes of others, Zhang Feng at this time is still the same ordinary appearance.

After all, Zhang Feng turned off the special effects.

At this moment, looking at Zhang Feng, who was waiting for death with his eyes closed under his sword, motionless or even expressionless, Wan Qian couldn't help but laugh again.

And right now.

At the moment when Zhang Feng and the miscellaneous birds were scolding, dense figures suddenly appeared in the surrounding mountains and forests, surrounding Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng scolded two more sentences before coming back to his senses, looking around, his face changed suddenly.

Thousands of Mulong Peak disciples wearing green Taoist robes and embroidering a verdant ancient tree on their chests stood around Zhang Feng with gloomy faces, without saying a word, carrying various magic weapons in their hands, most of them were branches or fruits of various shapes, or some things carved from wood for unknown purposes, but they all exuded a strong wood attribute spiritual power, and the power between the waves was amazing.

Mu Qiao'er, who is the leader, has a delicate face, and her cuffs are embroidered with five gold threads, showing her noble status as the chief disciple of Mu Long Peak.

At this time, these Mulong Peak disciples all looked at Zhang Feng with gloomy faces and didn't say a word.

The atmosphere was extremely tense.

All the disciples looked at Zhang Feng as if they were facing a great enemy, and they didn't dare to step forward for a while, after all, the matter of Zhang Feng destroying the Thick Earth Peak and the Holy Fire Peak was really shocking.

Others don't know, but through the description of the senior sister, these disciples of Mu Longfeng are clear in every detail, and they naturally know how terrifying the true strength of this wind is.

Only one person doesn't know......

That is the second disciple of Wan Jian Peak, Wan Qian in the early stage of the Yudan!

Zhang Feng looked at so many people surrounding him, his face instantly turned ugly, he was only five hundred layers of Qi training, facing so many people at once, and a few knot masters, even if he had the realm of refining the body, he couldn't bear it.

Zhang Feng's brain was quickly calculating how he could escape.

Both sides were extremely nervous.

Only one person is not nervous.

In this tense silence, Wan Qian laughed.

In the amazement of everyone and the eyes of the fool, Wan Jianfeng's second disciple Wan Qian stroked the huge flying sword he was carrying, laughed wildly, and walked towards Zhang Feng step by step.

Looking at Zhang Feng's eyes, he was full of disdain and disdain.

Zhang Feng was also stunned...... He also didn't know what kind of road this kid was, it stands to reason that more than 1,000 people rushed up directly to hold him down, why does this still look like he wants to go head-on?

"Boy, just practicing qi, dare to take risks alone?" Wan Cheng looked at the mediocre bald head in front of him, who had cultivated for qi cultivation, and his heart became more and more contemptuous, picking his nose and sneering, "Are you taking Shangshui Sacred Peak too seriously?"

"Huh?" Zhang Feng didn't know what this stupidity meant.

If you despise me so much, why do you bring so many people with you as if you are facing a great enemy?

Wan Cheng looked at Zhang Feng, who was standing there stupidly and did not react, and his heart became more and more disdainful. Hmph, just a gas refining period, a mediocre bald head, he was scared silly when he saw himself?

"Wood Dragon Peak, is this the trouble you are talking about?" Wan Qian glanced at Mu Qiao'er and the disciples of Wood Dragon Peak with a strange face, and snorted, "It seems that your Wood Dragon Peak is really mixed up at this level, and you were actually frightened by a Qi cultivator from Shangshui Saint Peak." ”

Mu Qiao'er said with a strange face: "That, you listen to my explanation......"

"No need to explain!" Wan Cheng interrupted in a stiff tone, "Okay, let you Mulong Peak see the momentum of my Ten Thousand Sword Peak today!"

Looking at the imposing Wan Yan, Mu Qiao'er's complicated face stopped talking.

Wan Cheng sneered and raised his sword and walked towards Zhang Feng step by step, his momentum became more and more condensed, and a sharp sword intent on his body continued to rise, and after walking a few steps, all the grass and trees he passed by had begun to fall.

The incision was neat, as if it had been cut with a sharp sword.

How is the sword qi of Ten Thousand Sword Peak?

Sword Qi is rampant!

With a vertical and horizontal sword qi, Wan Cheng felt that he had reached the pinnacle of his life, and walked towards the bald head of Qi Practitioner who had been scared silly by himself in front of everyone.

This situation made him can't help but smile proudly: "Heaven does not give birth to me ten thousand little people, and the way of the sword is like a long night!"

The surrounding grass and trees shook and fell neatly.

Looking at Zhang Feng, Wan Cheng snorted coldly: "If you can take my sword, I will ensure that you leave safely!"

"Huh?" Zhang Feng was stunned for a moment, and his heart became more and more puzzled, he really couldn't figure out what the psychology of this young man was.

But then Wan Cheng sneered: "It's a pity, you can't take it!"

"The sword is coming!" roared as he looked up to the sky.

The flying sword on his waist turned into a streamer, roared out, and hovered above Wan Yan's head.

Wan Qian raised his hands high, as if he was holding the sword from afar, and went back towards Zhang Feng, reaching the peak of his sword qi vertically and horizontally, shouting: "Break the demon sword!"

The flying sword began to vibrate in an instant, and the amplitude of the vibration increased more and more.

As the vibration began, the huge sword body like a door panel burst out with a rich sword aura, although it was invisible, it seemed to be able to open the air in circulation.

In just an instant, the fierce sword qi on it condensed to the point of being terrifying, and even the disciples of Wood Dragon Peak behind Wan Qian couldn't help but take two steps back, for fear of being contaminated in the slightest.

Wan Qian pointed at Zhang Feng and said proudly: "Go!"

The huge flying sword was wrapped in fierce sword qi, and the tip of the sword pointed downward, roaring and rushing towards Zhang Feng, flashing in the sun.

Feeling this huge sword intent, Zhang Feng's pupils shrank.

There is not much spiritual power on this sword, but this Sen Ran sword intent is blessed with metallic spiritual power, which makes people's scalps tingle, and can almost cut everything!

The flying sword was extremely fast, and it had already locked Zhang Feng's qi machine.

Zhang Feng couldn't avoid it at all! He could feel that no matter from which position he was dodging, the flying sword would turn around.

The sword intent of Wanjian Peak is terrifying!

Therefore, in the face of this huge flying sword that came with a fierce sword intent, Zhang Feng let out a long sigh, did not dodge or dodge, and closed his eyes.

A body of majestic spiritual power gushed out from the dantian, spreading all over the body, blessing every cell in the body.

The power of the Refining Muscle Realm was also stimulated, Zhang Feng's muscles all over his body tightened, and the skin of the whole person seemed to become indestructible at this moment.

Refining the Muscle Realm, from the perspective of physical cultivation, this is the knot.

In other words, the strength is the knot, the running speed is the running speed of the knot monk, and the defense power can withstand the attack of the knot pill period!

This is also the reason why the physical cultivation of the Refining Muscle Realm can fight back and forth with the Jiedan Monk just by relying on the body. And if it is blessed with spiritual power......

In short, Zhang Feng did not panic at all.

In the face of the flying sword that roared and rushed, Zhang Feng not only had no expression, but even wanted to laugh......

The power of the heavenly thunder in Zhang Feng's muscles flowed, emitting a tiny crackling sound, and under the full speed of the thunder refining body, even the skin oozed radiant thunder

But in the eyes of others, Zhang Feng at this time is still the same ordinary appearance.

After all, Zhang Feng turned off the special effects.

At this moment, looking at Zhang Feng, who was waiting for death with his eyes closed under his sword, motionless or even expressionless, Wan Qian couldn't help but laugh again.