"Hmph, Ye Xiongnan didn't expect you to be so free and meddle in other people's family affairs. Zhang Tianyi said angrily.

Ye Xiongnan sneered and said: "I don't want to meddle in your affairs, but Zhang Tianyin has what I want in his hands, and the relationship between us is just an exchange of interests." ”

"Oh, what is there in his hands that is so worthy of the Night Palm Sect's interest?" Zhang Tianyi was puzzled, as far as he knew, there was nothing worth remembering about Zhang Tianyin.

"That's not what Boss Zhang should care about. After Ye Xiongnan finished speaking, a palm slapped out, the momentum was extremely large, and it condensed into the air, and the air was squeezed by the palm force, and a powerful air flow dispersed.

Seeing Ye Xiongnan's momentum, Zhang Tianyin raised his eyebrows and thought secretly, Ye Xiongnan's strength has risen a lot.

This palm was hit, Zhang Tianyi didn't react, he spoke well, he hit whatever he wanted, he used both hands, and his palms took advantage of the situation to try to resolve Ye Xiongnan's palm power head-on.

Unexpectedly, this force forcibly suppressed his own strength, and Zhang Tianli on the side saw that the situation was not appropriate, so he used his internal force to pat Zhang Tianyi's shoulder.

After Zhang Tianli's blessing, Zhang Tianyi's momentum increased sharply, and he was evenly matched with Yexiongnan.

At this moment, Zhang Tianyin fired several hidden weapons at Zhang Tianli, Zhang Tianli secretly said despicable, he could only dodge, and was about to turn back to help Zhang Tianyi, Zhang Tianyin stood in front of him and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Tianli, your opponent is me." ”

"Hmph, then try. Zhang Tianli took out a silver sword and stabbed at Zhang Tianyin, Zhang Tianyin knew that Zhang Tianli's strongest was swordsmanship, and he didn't dare to resist.

Just dodge left and right, looking for an opportunity to knock out his sword.

At this time, the two groups of people in the square were fighting hotly, but after all, their own families were fighting each other, and many people couldn't be ruthless, just as Zhang Daoji was also dealing with Zhang Rui and Zhang Danlong alone at this time.

These two people haven't seen each other for a while, and their strength has not grown, but after all, Zhang Daoji grew up with these two people, and his strength is naturally much higher than them, but he just can't make a dead hand, and the two sides can only stalemate like this.

At this time, in the back mountain of the Quanzhen Sect, the Night Evil easily sneaked in with the disciples of the Netherworld Sect.

After the tournament more than a year ago, the Night Evil had a certain understanding of the terrain of the Quanzhen Sect.

Now with Zhang Daotian on the side, it is just a trivial matter to secretly go around the mountain behind the Quanzhen Sect.

Unexpectedly, when the people of the Netherworld Sect arrived at the back mountain, the advancing teams encountered traps one after another, which was a plan that the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect had already thought of.

It was also a trap to wait for them to come up in advance, and the night evil saw that these traps had caused him to lose dozens of subordinates, and his eyes were full of murderous energy.

This is an appearance that Zhang Daotian has never seen before, and he still remembers that more than a year ago, he used the night evil to get rid of Yang Shile, when he was still a stunned young man who had just entered the rivers and lakes.

Now he has a different momentum on him, and the night evil internal force spoke: "Come out, don't hide." ”

"Huh. Zhang Qiutong and Zhang Tianmu stabbed at the night evil flying from both sides of the grass.

They knew the strength of the Night Evil, and they knew that he couldn't dodge the left and right attacks.

Unexpectedly, the night evil jumped up easily, took out a pitch-black flute from his waist and easily slapped away the two of them's swords.

Zhang Qiutong and Zhang Tianmu stabilized their bodies and rotated their bodies in the air, the two of them turned their sword blades like a spinning top, the night evil sneered, the internal force gathered in the palm of the palm, and a Xuan Ming palm hit the center of the two of them.

The flaw in their move was actually seen by the night evil at once, and the speed of the night evil was also extremely fast, Xuan Ming hit the right palm, held the flute in his left hand, and hit Zhang Qiutong in the abdomen sharply.

Another volley kicked Zhang Tianmu on the head, and the two were separated and flew out.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Daotian was afraid in his heart for a while, the strength of this night evil had risen too fast.

The night evil easily landed on a tree, and saw that the two leading people were defeated, and the hidden disciples of the Quanzhen Sect also came out to fight.

The people on both sides fought, and Zhang Daotian's strength has grown a lot these days, holding a sword and attacking with a set of Quanzhen swordsmanship, several Quanzhen disciples fell to the ground.

If you continue to fight like this, sooner or later you will not be able to stand it, Zhang Qiu hit it with the same sword, and Zhang Daotian blocked it with a horizontal sword.

"Yo Qiu is the same as the junior brother. Zhang Daotian also said with a smile when he saw the person coming.

"Ever since you betrayed your master, I am no longer your junior brother. Zhang Qiutong said lightly.

"Having said that, don't forget, who was the strongest disciple of the younger generation of the Quanzhen Sect in the first place, and you dared to be presumptuous in front of me. After Zhang Daotian finished speaking, he gathered his strength, leaned over, and pushed out his right palm.

The air in front of him seemed to be squeezed in every way, forming a high-pressure air mass, and the condensed palm was struck, and Zhang Qiu secretly said that it was not good.

He could clearly feel that Zhang Daotian's internal strength was much deeper than more than a year ago.

It can be said that the distance between the two of them is difficult for Zhang Qiutong to dodge, and when he gritted his teeth, Zhang Tianmu flew forward.

Zhang Daotian slapped Zhang Tianmu who flew in, only to see the person in front of him instantly spurting blood, and his facial features were distorted and fell to the ground.

Zhang Qiutong shouted Uncle Tianmu, but Zhang Tianmu had already lost consciousness and fainted.

The power of the Condensing Void Palm is indeed extremely powerful, and Zhang Qiutong didn't expect Zhang Tianmu to accept this palm for himself.

Zhang Qiutong gritted his teeth, clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand, and the true sword technique roared.

Seeing the people below fighting together, the night evil shook his head slightly, since he returned to the Underworld Sect, he had made up his mind to become the strongest in the martial arts.

At that time, Feng Lingxuan would naturally really come to his side.

After returning to the Underworld Sect, under the guidance of the Wu Steward, the Night Evil taught him the special exercises, and his growth rate in more than a year was indeed amazing.

Although he knew that Wu Guan was brought back by his father, he didn't know where he learned this technique.

Anyway, as long as he can make himself stronger, just as he watched these people fight, he also noticed Zhou Yi's figure.

After the two sides fought, Zhou Yi and Lin Yun confronted these Underworld disciples in a low-key manner, and there were quite a few Underworld disciples who fell nearby, all of which were planted in the hands of the two.

Thinking of Zhou Yi's name, I didn't meet the martial arts competition before, but now I want to see if I can win the so-called martial arts idiot.

If he can win against Zhou Yi, wouldn't he be the first in the martial arts of the younger generation? Thinking of this, the night evil jumped up and down beside Zhou Yi, since Zhou Yi became blind, his ability to sense things is particularly strong.

At this time, he also felt a sudden appearance of airflow, and he turned the Luohan stick to hit it in that direction, and the night evil slapped it away with a backhand.

Zhou Yi knew that this person was not small, and Lin Yun also reminded on the side: "It's the night evil." ”

Night Evil? With the aura he sensed now, this person's strength is not below him, and with his own understanding of Night Evil, he has not reached this point, how can it be him? Zhou Yi frowned, not daring to be careless. Baidu takes a look at the latest chapter of "Xiaoyao Wulin Chuanjie Literature" to read for free for the first time.