These words immediately brought the impressed monk back to his senses.

But he didn't rush to refuse Zhang Feiyang, but retracted his gaze, and discussed it with the rest of his companions after suddenly lowering their voices.

What the hell was said, Zhang Feiyang stood too far away to hear clearly.

He could only see that after some discussion, the heart-warming monk glanced at himself at first, looking very disgusted by his proposal, and then, he smiled slightly, as if he had become tempted again, smiled mysteriously at himself, snapped a few times, suddenly struck, and with a palm, he shook a few accomplices around him who were pulling him out seven or eight feet away, and fell to the ground.

Zhang Feiyang looked back and saw that the people were pale, spitting blood, looking incredulous, and cursed loudly at the accomplices who attacked them.

"Foolish, are you going to kill us just for a magic weapon?"

"Stinky boy!

At the same time, these people suddenly stood up, showed all kinds of magic weapons, and rushed towards the accomplice not far in front of Zhang Feiyang with a fierce fighting intent and murderous aura.

Seeing that they had an infighting in a blink of an eye, Zhang Feiyang was surprised, and was about to get out of the way, but saw that the eyes of the few people who rushed in front of him were staring at him.

His eyes and hands are fast, and the aura is immediately guided, turning into a shield, protecting himself, connecting the dots with his feet, and with a bang, he moves sideways like a fly to avoid it.

It's a pity that the group of monks has already surrounded him in front of him, so how can they give him a chance to escape?

Seeing that Zhang Feiyang was alert to their intentions, they naturally pursued and intercepted him unscrupulously, followed Zhang Feiyang to move sideways frequently, and kept the encirclement outside Zhang Feiyang's body at the same time, gradually shrinking the encirclement to prevent him from escaping.

Zhang Feiyang's heart sank, his anger was churning, he couldn't understand why he suddenly offended these people, and asked with cold eyes: "What are you going to do? I didn't offend you, did I? Why do you want to deal with me suddenly? What's more, we are still in the same door." ”

These words drew laughter from everyone around.

Among them, the Dao-robed monk who was holding the psychic wood smiled coldly and explained, "Zhang Feiyang. Don't you understand? We want your magic weapon, the Thunder Umbrella. When you showed it just now, this thunder umbrella made our hearts flutter so much. However, we don't want to give you the psychic wood. So, we're going to have to kill you. ”

Zhang Feiyang was speechless.

He really didn't expect this group of guys to be so greedy, but after thinking about it, these people are the people of the Heavenly Remnant Temple, and then think of the sect style of the Heavenly Remnant Vision, which is similar to the robbers, and he is relieved.

At this moment, the robed monk finally narrowed the encirclement to only about a zhang, and a golden sword in his hand slashed like a thunderbolt.

Zhang Feiyang knew that he couldn't escape anymore, and if he continued to passively dodge, when the encirclement was completely closed, he would die because he couldn't deal with the enemy in all directions at the same time.

Thinking of this, he naturally began to take the initiative to attack, flicked the thunder umbrella, turned in a circle, opened it halfway, and banged, colliding with the long knife magic weapon, colliding with fierce sparks.

Then, he held the umbrella in his left hand, and when Dangdang, he continued to block the magic weapon attacking from the rest of the directions three times in a row, and with his right hand on his back, he took out the huge wooden box eight feet long, and reached into the box halfway to grab it, and the entire wooden box lit up with a dazzling blue light, which made all the monks in all directions stunned for a moment before continuing to attack.

But at this moment when they were stunned, Zhang Feiyang had already pulled out the wind and thunder sword, and in the form of a wind sword, two swords slashed out, and the two cyan sword qi immediately killed more than a dozen monks, and by the way, seven or eight big trees were also cut down together, causing smoke and dust, and the rumbling noise was endless.

At this time, these monks who continued to besiege Zhang Feiyang recognized the Wind Thunder Sword.

This sword was much stronger than the magic weapon in their hands, and it was the magic weapon of Qu Wan's fame.

At that time, when facing Qu Wan, they didn't dare to offend, and now they were facing Zhang Feiyang, and naturally they couldn't have the courage to fight hard, so they paused together, and they all came to their senses, and they didn't look back and began to flee in all directions, and they didn't even want the magic weapon in their hands, they only cared about running for their lives wholeheartedly, and they wished that their parents could give themselves two more legs.

"That's the Wind Thunder Sword! Zhang Feiyang killed Qu Wan! He betrayed our Heavenly Remnant Concept! Go back and tell him Master Elder Tan, and let Elder Tan clean him up!"

At the same time, these monks were actually vengeful, and they shouted at their accomplices who fled for their lives, showing a determination to kill Zhang Feiyang.

Zhang Feiyang sighed.

He didn't want to kill again, but it seemed that he couldn't do it anymore.

Because, these monks, like everyone who has ever framed him, deserve to die.

If they really escaped back, reversing right and wrong and falsely accusing themselves, they are only alone, but they have dozens of people, how can I say anything about them?

What's more, this is no longer the case.

In the past, Tan Meng believed in herself, and in order to protect her apprentice, she was willing to abolish Uncle An's hand for herself, but now that she has torn her face with Tan Meng, can she continue to defend herself?

Besides, the place she came from is not right, once Tan Meng knows that she has come here, and then she knows that she is here to get the psychic wood, not the golden yang grass, what will she think?

She is quite good at alchemy.

If she knew about the Qiangqi Pill, then she couldn't guess the purpose of her coming here?

At that time, can you still give yourself a way to live by talking about dreams?

Zhang Feiyang will never allow such a thing to happen.

His eyes froze, a murderous flash in his eyes, and the wind and thunder sword in his hand frequently slashed out.

One after another, the cyan sword qi rushed out, and with almost no effort, he easily caught up with the fleeing monks, killing them one by one, leaving behind a corpse that was split in half.

As for the screams, there was not a single one.

Because, Zhang Feiyang didn't know if there were other people in the distance, in order to deal with these scourges as soon as possible, he increased the amount of spiritual energy infusion, so that the speed of the wind sword sword qi was twice as fast as when Qu Wan used it.

Before the monks could react, they watched with surprised expressions as they saw half of their bodies fall to the ground, and then closed their eyes as well.

At this time, streams of blood flowed out from the corpses in all directions, and the thick bloody aura permeated the air, making Zhang Feiyang almost gag.

He forcibly held back, walked quickly to the corpse of a Dao-robed monk, lifted the psychic wood, put it in his hand, carefully observed, and identified.

Confirming that this is indeed a real psychic wood, exactly as described by Gu Qingxue, Zhang Feiyang's tense face showed a smile, and after carefully putting it away, he went to touch the corpses of these monks, hoping to find something of value.

Even if there were no good elixirs, just when they fought just now, the magic weapon they used was very good.

It's a pity, I don't know if it's bad luck, or if the magic weapons of these monks are really bad, Zhang Feiyang touched everyone, but he didn't find a complete and usable magic weapon.

At this time, he had come to a clearing in front of the dark forest, and there were a large number of magic weapons that had long been broken in front of him, except that the materials were still not bad, all the magic weapons that had attacked him during the battle just now were no longer usable, and there were varying degrees of damage, some of the materials were poor, and they were even directly broken into several pieces.

Zhang Feiyang couldn't help but feel depressed.

Of course, he didn't know why this was happening.

Who let these monks have already started a war with the demon beasts in the dark forest before they fought Zhang Feiyang?

In fact, the magic weapon here was almost broken when it was fighting with the demon beasts, but it was still the last bit of strength before it was really damaged.

Zhang Feiyang's sword aura of the Wind and Thunder Sword was so powerful.

Not to mention that these weapons and magic weapons on the ground are in a damaged state, even if they are intact, it is difficult to resist, otherwise, their owners will not be respectful when they meet Qu Wan in the past, and they will stay away.

Right now, these magic weapons are already on the verge of collapse, and if they sweep the sword qi of Zhang Feiyang's Wind and Thunder Sword, even if they don't hit the front, they can't bear the aftermath of the sword qi alone, and naturally when Zhang Feiyang went to check, it became the appearance of breaking copper and smelting iron.

At this moment, a soft voice suddenly sounded in Zhang Feiyang's mouth: "What is this?"

A cloth bag with exquisite workmanship and various strange symbols on the surface was glowing slightly, which made Zhang Feiyang feel a little interested, reached out and picked it up, and touched it inside.

Strangely, it was empty.

Why is there a golden glow coming out of the empty bag?

Zhang Feiyang curiously turned out the bag, looked left and right, and looked carefully.

But seeing that this bag is actually no different from an ordinary bag, and the feel is almost the same, after turning it out, there is no golden light, Zhang Feiyang looked at it more and more curious, and tried to stuff it back again, so that the bag returned to its original appearance, wanting to see if it could shine again after recovery.

This attempt, as expected, was as Zhang Feiyang expected.

It's really starting to glow again.

This time, Zhang Feiyang didn't rush to turn the bag out, but stared at the inside of the bag, observing intently, trying to find out what the source of the light was.

It's a pity that this bag is so magical, he spent a lot of time on tea, but he didn't understand what was going on.

"This bag is clearly out of order. It was touched on the monk's body again. Certainly not an ordinary thing. Is it a magic weapon?"

Thinking of this, Zhang Feiyang suddenly had a bold idea, and in a flash, he tried to inject a spiritual energy into the bag from his fingertips.

Really.

After a moment, he suddenly felt the space in the bag swell, as if a huge cover had isolated the world from all sides.

At the same time, in this isolated space, there is also a large amount of golden sun grass suspended.

In the central area of all the Golden Yang Grass, a familiar demon pill was suspended in the air and rotated slightly, with a rich aura on it, flashing and flashing, releasing a special light that only a hundred-year-old demon pill can have, which made Zhang Feiyang startled, and almost screamed with excitement.