The latest chapter of "Swallowing the Heavens"...

"What? Isn't this a blatant bully?" The crowd around him was in an uproar, but Zhang Ming's approach caused a backlash from these weak groups.

Hearing the shouts of his companions around him, a disciple dressed in outer gate clothes couldn't help but bow down and scolded in a low voice: "Shut up, do you want to find death? ”

"What's wrong with Zhang Ming?" the reprimanded disciple was a little confused.

"Stupid, Zhang Ming doesn't know, you've always heard of the Blue Devil, right?" The outer disciple who spoke earlier looked at his companion with a look of hatred for iron.

"What?" The surrounding commotion suddenly quieted down, one to ten, ten to hundred, and finally the entire Shuiyun Peak was quiet.

"Blue Devil?" everyone thought secretly in their hearts, looking at the god-like man on the stage, dressed in blue armor, except for the legendary bloody aura, it was the same as the legendary Blue Devil.

Zhang Ming's eyes swept over the stage one by one, and everyone everywhere he went was trembling, for fear of being targeted by this god-like figure.

"Zhang Ming?" Qin Fan was stunned for a moment, then remembered that Zhang Tao had said before that he had a brother, his heart was cold, and he raised his head at the moment, looked at Zhang Ming with a proud face, and said coldly: "What are you?"

"Wow!" The whole audience exploded at this moment, if it was because of Zhang Ming's domineering and unreasonable before, then this time it was undoubtedly because of Qin Fan's courage, Zhang Ming's name They don't believe that Qin Fan has not heard of it.

At the age of seventeen, he stepped into the foundation building period, and at the age of twenty, he achieved the early stage of foundation building, and was valued by the lord of Yuheng Peak as a disciple, and he will enter the country even faster in the future, this year is only twenty-four years old, and he is already about to form a Dan, once he is about to become a core disciple.

The core disciples of the Boundless Sword Palace are all extremely talented, the next generation of Boundless Sword Palace Palace masters are selected from the core disciples, and the peak masters of the seven main peaks are all selected from the core disciples, in addition to the Infinite Sword Palace, there are also thirty-six partial peaks that are the residences of the inner disciples, as well as the residences of the seventy-two outer disciples.

If you want to become a core disciple, you must break through the Jindan stage before the age of thirty, achieve the Yuan Infant before the age of fifty, and break through the transformation of the gods before the age of 100, which is the standard for the three core disciples to be selected.

Zhang Ming reached the knot pill at the age of twenty-four, and he was a man of the hour in the entire Boundless Sword Palace, unlike Qin Fan and Xiaopang's situation, Zhang Ming's fame was completely based on his own strength, and the Blue Devil's fame was made by relying on Zhang Ming himself.

"Okay!good!good!" Zhang Ming was not lightly angered by Qin Fan, since he became the closed disciple of the Lord of Yuheng Peak, no one dared to be so disrespectful to him, Qin Fan's words completely stimulated him, an invisible momentum swept the audience, the black hair on his head was like a flying poisonous snake, and a vicious aura was faintly transmitted, but this evil aura was not an ordinary momentum, but a bloody aura that had accumulated after killing countless people.

The people who were close all retreated a few meters one after another, but they couldn't stand this kind of evil erosion, although most of them were older than Zhang Ming, but in terms of strength, they were afraid that they were not worthy of lifting shoes for Zhang Ming.

"Zhang Ming!" Chang Fengzi couldn't help it at this time, handed over the little fat in his hand to a disciple beside him, flew to the martial arts stage, stood beside Qin Fan, and said to Zhang Ming: "Duel on the stage of life and death, life and death have always looked at the will of heaven, I have seen the whole process in my eyes, you better not make trouble again." ”

"Am I making trouble?" Zhang Ming took a step forward, the momentum around him was even stronger, and he said disdainfully: "Changfengzi, thinking about the past feelings, if you retreat today, I can treat it as if nothing happened." ”

Before being accepted into the door by the master of Yuhengfeng, Zhang Ming had studied in the outer gate, and Changfengzi at that time was the elder of the outer gate, although the two did not have the love of master and apprentice, but the grace of teaching still existed.

"You ....... Changfengzi was a little angry and speechless for a while.

Qin Fan endured the pain of broken bones, barely stood up straight, stared coldly at Zhang Ming opposite, and said without showing weakness: "Elder, you get out of the way, I will meet how majestic this future core disciple is"

"Qin Fan, you ....... Changfengzi held the crumbling Qin Fan with a hint of worry in his eyes.

"Don't worry, I'm fine!" Qin Fan turned his head and smiled at Chang Fengzi, and then looked at Zhang Ming, but his eyes were full of determination, even if he Qin Fan died, he would not surrender in front of a villain like Zhang Ming.

"Good boy, you have backbone!" Zhang Ming's face turned cold, and he couldn't help but show a trace of respect, Qin Fan, as a miscellaneous disciple, dared to challenge him, a quasi-core disciple, this kind of courage, he couldn't do it without him, but Qin Fan killed his youngest brother, this kind of hatred can't be repaid. Zhang Ming showed a trace of regret on his face, and said: "You are worthy of my respect, but it is a pity that you killed my brother, and you are destined to die under my sword."

At the end, Zhang Ming's face was even colder, the blood-red cloak behind the battle armor made a hunting sound, his black hair fluttered in the wind, and with a movement of his hands, an ice-blue sword-shaped phantom slowly condensed in his hand.

"Respect?" Qin Fan had a sneer of disdain on the corner of his mouth, his pale face, a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth that had not yet dried up, and his black robe danced in the wind, like a cold plum that was about to wither, and everyone in the audience felt a sense of unbearability.

Qin Fan felt the increasingly serious injuries in his body, and a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, he had already suffered a part of the internal trauma of the Heavenly Demon Disintegration**, and he had just been slapped by Zhang Ming, which was even worse, if it weren't for the fact that the Heavenly Demon Disintegration** effect hadn't subsided, I'm afraid Qin Fan would have been unable to stand up at this time.

Qin Fan said to Changfengzi on the side: "Elder, you go down first!" His eyes were full of gratitude, Changfengzi could see his maintenance, but Zhang Ming's cultivation background was very deep, and he was not an outer elder who could resist at all, and even if he could escape in Zhang Ming's hands, he would not live for a few days, and as soon as the disintegration of the Heavenly Demon failed, it would be his own death, so why bother with a good person.

Chang Fengzi showed a struggling look on his face, the sword-shaped phantom in Zhang Ming's hand became more and more condensed, and the momentum became stronger and stronger, Chang Fengzi's expression kept changing, and finally gritted his teeth, stared at Zhang Ming and said: "Zhang Ming, I am responsible for all the affairs of the outer gate today, and please don't break the rules." The more he said the end, the more relaxed Chang Fengzi's face became, and after saying the last sentence, he seemed to be relieved of the burden in his heart, and Chang Fengzi's demeanor had returned to nature.

As soon as Zhenyuan vomited, Changfengzi began to help Qin Fan suppress his injury, it didn't matter, he was startled when he saw it, and looked at Qin Fan in shock, Changfengzi was speechless, but he admired Qin Fan a little more in his heart, and without saying a word, he tried his best to help Qin Fan suppress his injury.

"Hmm!" Zhang Mingyi frowned, looked at Changfengzi with a calm face, showed a hint of surprise on his face, and then said disdainfully: "Changfengzi, you have decided." The sword-shaped phantom in his hand was even more condensed, and a powerful momentum enveloped the audience.