Seeing that the junior brothers and sisters rushed out again with high morale, Zhang Feng found an opportunity to slip out of the disciples of Shangshui Holy Peak again.

Actually, you don't have to look for a chance.

Zhang Feng has no sense of existence at all. Until now, he is an ordinary disciple, he doesn't even have a name, and others just call him "Hey, that bald ......".

Zhang Feng's departure will not attract anyone's attention at all...... So Zhang Feng slipped out of the group of ordinary disciples directly, while the other disciples turned a blind eye to it.

Finding a good stone, Zhang Feng sat down and stretched, watching the battle-spirited junior brothers and sisters go down the mountain under the leadership of Huo Linglong and Lan Yun, and couldn't help but yawn.

That's how life should be.

The younger brothers and sisters helped themselves clean up all obstacles, and they only needed to sell their faces and cheer in the back.

This is what the elder brother should do, this is the perfect little white-faced life.

Looking at the good sun, feeling the warmth of the sun shining on his body, the warm breeze blowing on his face, Zhang Feng's consciousness became more and more blurred, and then closed his eyes.

Snoring.

Heaven and earth outside the Xuanhuang volume.

The Peak Master of Houtu Peak was scolding with an angry face.

"This stupid boy, why do you want to scatter your disciples to search for treasures!"

"Damn, I should be annihilated by the entire army of Houtu Peak!

"Alas, speaking of which, even the old man didn't expect the people of Shangshui Holy Peak to be so treacherous, showing weakness for ten thousand years, and insisting on it, just for this time to pit my Houtu Peak......! Hey, what a deep scheming. ”

The good people in Sheung Shui on the side were stunned when they heard it - I didn't even know that I was so wise.

The good man of Shangshui smiled and said: "You believe me, I really didn't go to the Shui Holy Peak before, and I went all out every time...... It's really too weak, and I fail miserably every time......"

"This time, the old man didn't expect that this group of disciples would give me such a big surprise, although I violated the ancestral teachings, but I finally came up and destroyed your Houtu Peak, didn't you......"

The face of the Peak Lord of Houtu Peak became more and more ugly.

The smile and hair of the good people of Sheung Shui are bright.

And in the next moment, the originally smiling Shangshui good man suddenly sank his old face, and said in a low voice: "Damn, what is that bald head doing?"

The divine consciousness of the good people in Sheung Shui is integrated into the Xuanhuang scroll of heaven and earth, and they know every move of everyone in the scroll.

Zhang Feng's laziness naturally did not hide from the good people of Shangshui.

In the perception of the good people of Sheung Shui, all the disciples of the Sheung Shui Holy Peak followed Lan Yun and Huo Linglong to search for the escaped Houtu Peak disciple with great fighting spirit.

Only one bald-headed disciple was lying comfortably on the stone slab of the main peak of Houtu Peak, basking in the sun and falling asleep!

The good man of Shangshui was furious at the moment, and snorted coldly: "I have such a lazy disciple in Shangshui Holy Peak! I dare to be so lazy in the Five Peaks Trial, it's really unsuccessful!"

"No wonder the old man has no impression of this bald head, and he is usually a thief and trickster!"

"And this mediocre Qi cultivation behavior, damn it, it's clearly an ordinary ordinary disciple who fishes in troubled waters in my Shangshui Holy Peak!"

The more Shangshui Shanren talked, the more angry he became, and he suddenly remembered that when Lan Yun and Huo Linglong rushed to kill with all the disciples, this inconspicuous bald disciple was also without a trace, hiding aside and not making a move at all!

"When he comes out, the old man must smoke a few big-eared melon seeds to let him know the rules of my Shangshui Holy Peak!

The good people of Sheung Shui gritted their teeth in anger.

But the next moment, Shangshui Shanren's face changed again, and he said anxiously: "It's not good!"

In the Xuanhuang Scroll of Heaven and Earth, Zhang Feng slept in a daze.

However, just as Zhang Feng almost sank into a dream, the dirt beside the stone slab shook slightly.

Then a right hand popped out from under the ground!

The chief disciple of Houtu Peak laboriously picked up the dirt on both sides, staggered out of the ground, and patted the dirt on his body with a disgraced face.

But then, he looked at the bald head that was still asleep beside him, and smiled coldly.

The smile was extraordinarily cruel.

"You go to the Water Saint Summit to play. The chief disciple of Houtu Peak's eyes were full of hatred, his fists were clenched, and his eyes looked at Zhang Feng calmly, "But unfortunately, the ground is my home field!

The hatred in the eyes of the Houtu Peak disciple was monstrous.

Just now, he faced the siege of thousands of disciples, and he had to leave his junior brothers and sisters behind, so that the Unearthed Escape Technique escaped from the bottom alone.

Then, he followed the disciples of Shangshui Saint Peak from afar underground, watching those people break through the disciples of Houtu Peak one by one.

He regretted it, he shouldn't have let the disciples of Houtu Peak scatter!

This regret turned into a strong hatred in his heart, which almost drove him crazy! But he could not go out, and once he did, it would be nothing more than giving away a head for nothing.

This chief disciple of Houtu Peak could only watch in despair and powerlessness as Houtu Peak gradually left alone.

This is an absolute disgrace! Because, that Shangshui Sacred Peak is a recognized little sheep, and this kind of 10,000-year-old bottom actually destroyed his Houtu Peak with almost zero casualties at the beginning!

The Chief of the Thick Earth Peak was not carried away by this hatred and shame.

Those who can be the chief disciples are all the pride of the sky. Although this Thick Earth Peak Chief looks a little honest with thick eyebrows and big eyes, his mind is far beyond that of ordinary disciples.

He knew that he must not show his face in front of these Shangshui Holy Peak disciples, otherwise, even if he cultivated to the middle stage of the Jiedan, he would still be inferior to the thousands of disciples plus the two Jiedan, Lan Yun and Huo Linglong.

Therefore, this chief disciple chose forbearance.

In his opinion, even if he only has one person left, he still has a chance to let Houtu Peak win the Five Peaks Trial, and even have a chance to follow the Water Saint Peak to take revenge!

Because the mountains here stretch and it is his home turf!

As long as he lurks underground with soil, he will be able to survive to the end, and he will be able to silently clean up the lone disciples of Sheung Shui Holy Peak one by one.

With this thought, the chief disciple of this Thick Earth Peak has been lurking underground, ready to attack, staring at the disciples of Shangshui Holy Peak in the dark like a cold poisonous snake.

It wasn't until Huo Linglong and Lan Yun left with their disciples, and Zhang Feng secretly hid here to be lazy, that the chief of Houtu Peak appeared.

He knew that the opportunity for revenge had come!

But out of caution, he still waited underground for a long time, observing Huo Linglong and the others completely walking away, and made sure that only this bald head was left here, and then he completely appeared.

"Shangshui Holy Peak, bear my wrath!" the chief disciple of Houtu Peak gritted his teeth and said coldly, as he spoke, he walked over to the bald head.

Looking at this bald head sleeping peacefully, a trace of disdain flashed in the eyes of the chief disciple of Houtu Peak.

It's just an ordinary Qi cultivator.

Just practicing qi is just a matter of one's own palm.

The chief disciple of Houtu Peak sneered and raised his right palm and slapped it fiercely!

In order to avoid alarming Huo Linglong and the others in the distance, this chief disciple deliberately suppressed his strength, and only used three percent of his cultivation to slap this palm. But in his opinion, it is enough!

It's just a mere qi practice, mediocre, not to mention, this kind of ant-like weak person is powerless to resist in front of him.

That palm, full of the breath of death, quickly approached the bald head.

It's ridiculous that the bald head is still asleep, and he doesn't realize it!

"Heh, it's worthy of the Qi refining period, I don't know how to die. The chief disciple of Houtu Peak smiled coldly, "Go and die!"

"Bang!"

This contains the palm of Sancheng Cultivation, the chief disciple in the middle stage of the knot, and the knot is firmly hit on this mediocre bald head of qi training.

There was a dull thud.

"Hahaha," the chief disciple of Houtu Peak laughed loudly in his voice, "Shangshui Holy Peak, this is just the first one, all of you have to bear my wrath......"

And right now.

"Well, did you wake me up?"

The bald head who was supposed to be dead suddenly sat up with a puzzled face, innocently scratched his bald head, and looked at the thick-eyed and big-eyed young man in front of him with some displeasure.

The rampant laughter of the chief disciple of Houtu Peak came to an abrupt end.