Yun Shan said with a smile: "Get out, you stinky boy, I'm here to see how you lose." ”

Qiu Zhi pointed to the crowd at the bottom of the mountain and said with a smile: "If you lose, this face will be lost, so many people are looking at you, why do you want to challenge so many people?"

Zhang Philosopher smiled: "I'm going to go out for a while recently, and it's estimated that it will take four or five years, so I want to leave a deep impression on them before leaving, so that they can remember that there is still me, the young sect master, so as not to forget me after a long time." ”

Cuihua held Zhang Zhe's hand tightly, looked up at him, and asked in a low voice, "Young Master, are you going out for so long?"

Zhang Zhezhi lowered his head and touched the top of Cuihua's head, and said with a smile: "Yes, the young master has something big to do, and he will be back in a few years." Don't be reluctant to let go of the young master, if the two love for a long time, how can they practice hard in the morning and twilight, and wait for the young master to come back. ”

Qiu Zhi saw that the two of them were still so good in front of the big guys, so he asked Yun Shan Lao Dao: "Sect Master, this apprentice was taught by you?"

Yunshan Lao Dao nodded, and said with a smile: "I didn't teach this, this kid is better than me, if I had him like this back then, I wouldn't be alone until now." ”

Qiu Zhi smiled: "Your apprentice just fell into the dung pit, and you think it's fragrant." ”

"If you had such an apprentice, you would feel the same way. ”

At this time, there were already a lot of people under the mountain, and some people were high in the mountain: "Young Sect Master, when will it start?"

Zhang Zhezhi let go of Cuihua's hand, saluted Yunshan Lao Dao and Qiu Zhi with a fist, and then flew down the peak. Landing on the martial arts training ground, he shouted to the people around him, "Those three brothers of the same rank as me, come out." ”

As soon as his words fell, three figures descended from the sky and landed more than a hundred feet in front of him.

"Young Sect Master, it's just the three of us, who do you want to come with first?" spoke a burly man.

Zhang Philosophy said: "The three of you come together, so quickly." ”

The faces of the three of them changed, and they were already a little unhappy, they are also at the beginning level of foundation building, how high can you be higher than us? The man said: "It's better for me to come first, if I can't do it, then the two of them will come together again, what does the young sect master think?"

Zhang Philosopher smiled: "It's okay, you can decide for yourself." ”

The two people next to the man stepped back to both sides, leaving the venue to Zhang Philosophy and the man. The man clenched his fists and said, "Che Lei asks the young sect master to teach you." After speaking, he flew into the air, and at the same time sacrificed two flying swords and a set of shields to protect his body. Immediately, the sword trick moved at the fingertips, and the two flying swords were like two meteors, bringing out two bands of light, shooting towards Zhang Philip.

Zhang Zhezhi had already flown into the air at this time, slapped on his waist, and six tiger kills appeared in front of him, and then shouted: "Be careful." After saying that, Zhenyuan agitated, the sword trick was fingered, and the purple qi mad demon sword technique was unleashed, and the six tiger swords were like rolling dragons, circling and rolling towards Che Lei's two flying swords. The six swords flew out more than a dozen zhang away, and suddenly separated, two tiger swords resisted Che Lei's flying sword, and the other four flew chaotically towards Che Lei.

Che Lei pointed at the shield in front of him, surrounded by four shields, and then a giant axe came out, before he could drive the giant axe, Zhang Zhezhi's four tiger kills had already arrived in front of him, seeing that the flying swords were about to shoot on the shield, suddenly turned around, and turned the sword head up or down in the direction of the shield, and then the two flying swords were against Che Lei's throat and the other against the back of his head. Seeing this, Che Lei didn't dare to move again.

From the shot to the end, two breaths of time. There was silence around the entire martial arts training ground, and then the Qi Refining Stage disciples who had experienced the battle of the Keshan Sect with Zhang Zheye cheered.

Ge Teng stood beside Lan Qing, and when he saw that Zhang Zhe had won the game so lightly, he said to Lan Qing: "Elder Lan, I found that I couldn't even resist a move in front of the young sect master, do you say that we are a fake foundation building beginner, or are the young sect masters a fake foundation building beginner?"

It was the first time Lan Qing had seen Zhang Philosophy use a flying sword, he didn't expect Zhang Philosophy's combat power to be so amazing, according to such combat power, unless he used a magic weapon to protect himself without any gaps, he really couldn't resist even a move, he also knew that Zhang Philosophy still had a hidden kill that he didn't shoot, and that hidden kill was refined by him for Zhang Philosophy personally: "I think he is a fake foundation building beginner." ”

Zhang Zhezhi arched his hand towards Che Lei and said, "Accept." Then he recalled the six tiger kills, still surrounding him.

Che Lei took back all the magic weapons, hugged his fists and bowed deeply to Zhang Zhizhi, and said, "Young Sect Master, Che Mou bows." After speaking, he turned around and flew outside the martial arts training ground, and he also wanted to see Zhang Philosophy's next performance.

"Let's come with the other two. Zhang Zhe turned his head to look at the two people waiting outside the arena and said.

The two looked at each other, landed in the venue at the same time, and arched their hands and said, "Please teach the young sect master." Then the two of them divided left and right, occupying the left and right sides of Zhang Philosophy, and without saying a word, they each sacrificed their flying swords and slashed at Zhang Philosophy. The one on the left sacrifices three flying swords at the same time, and the one on the right sacrifices two flying swords.

For ordinary foundation-building beginner cultivators, controlling two or three magic weapons at the same time is already the limit, because the decisive factor in controlling the number of magic weapons is still the problem of divine consciousness, which is not strong enough, and it is the same as not being able to control too many magic weapons with a true element.

Zhang Philosopher pulled back, and at the same time slapped on the storage bag, and six flying swords were sacrificed, twelve flying swords, six on one side, impartially.

As soon as the twelve flying swords appeared, those monks from Junjiabao knew that Zhang Zhe still had some reservations in the martial arts training ground of Junjiabao at that time, and at that time there were only eight flying swords at most. Some of these people lost a lot of spars in Zhang Zhezhi's gambling battle, and they made a loud noise at this time. When this bastard master was in Junjiabao, he could have won the last game, but he lost, obviously intentionally.

This time, Zhang Zhezhi took three breaths of time to make the two foundation building beginner monks admit defeat, there is no way, no matter who it is, when three or four flying swords are against their vital places, if they don't want to die, then they can only admit defeat.

After neatly solving the three foundation-building beginner-level monks, Zhang Zhe turned to those foundation-building middle-level monks and said, "Everyone, which of you will have a competition with me?"

At this time, the nine foundation-building middle-level monks all knew that this young sect master was hiding his combat power when he was in Junjiabao, and now the twelve flying swords have appeared, and the cultivation of these people is not much different from those in Junjiabao, so no one is willing to come out and be embarrassed, and they were defeated by a foundation-building beginner in front of so many disciples, and their faces are not good-looking, although none of the nine people are in battle, and it is also very embarrassing, but this is a shame for everyone to lose, and there are not many people on average, it is better than carrying it alone.

Zhang Zhe shouted three times in a row, and when he saw that none of the middle-level foundation-building people answered, he turned his head to the four foundation-building high-level ones and said, "Which of the four of you will give me advice?"

The four of them looked at each other for a moment, and one of them said, "Brother Zhao Guan, come on, you are known as a multi-armed Daoist among us, and you can control seven or eight magic weapons at the same time, and only you can come." ”

Zhao Guan laughed and said: "Since you all push me out, then I will go and measure the strength of our young sect master, if I am not his opponent, brothers, you must be obedient in the future, otherwise he will beat you once when he sees you." With that, Zhao Guanfei fell into the martial arts training ground.

"Young Sect Master, let Zhao Guan come and learn it. Zhao Guan said with a fist clenched towards Zhang Zhe.

Zhang Zheye also smiled and said, "Brother Zhao, I hope to give me a lot of advice." ”

Zhao Guan jumped into the air, waved his hands continuously, and in the blink of an eye, he sacrificed the handle of the flying sword, all the flying swords were of different lengths, obviously each useful.

And Zhang Zhe also began to deal with it carefully, the twelve tiger kills suddenly retracted, turned into a big sword, held it with both hands, and then sacrificed the tiger mountain shield to protect his body, and then made a mistake under his feet, the flying crane and the cloud step had already been cast, and after a few steps, the body rose into the air, holding the big sword and rushing towards Zhao Guan.

Zhao Guan originally thought that with his profound true element, how could he offset Zhang Philosophy's advantage by relying on his profound true element, which was no less than Zhang Philosophy's sword control ability, as long as he delayed his time and exhausted Zhang Philosophy's true element, this battle would be won.

Who would have thought that Zhang Zhezhi actually gave up his strengths and changed to hand-to-hand combat, so Zhao Guan also adjusted his tactics, leaving two flying swords to protect himself, and the remaining six flying swords were urged by the sword trick to draw six rays of light towards Zhang Zhelian's slashing and slashing lightning.

The Flying Crane Flowing Cloud Step and the Purple Qi Crazy Demon Sword Technique, which were taken from the mortal martial arts, have been used by Zhang Zhezhi to become supernatural. Feihe Liuyun's footwork was strange and changeable, moving quickly, and Zhao Guan couldn't catch Zhang Philosophy's accurate figure for a while, so the six flying swords went out, four of them lost their accuracy, and the other two were split by Zhang Philosophy's big sword.

The Purple Qi Mad Demon Sword Technique was originally a melee combat technique, so Zhang Philosophy used a big sword to display it, and he was already able to protect his body tightly, coupled with the Tiger Mountain Shield, Zhang Philosophy was like an iron ball with thorns, rolling towards Zhao Guan. If Zhang Zhezhi separates the big sword to resist Zhao Guan's flying sword, even if his true yuan is strong, but the width of the meridians is limited, so the amount of true yuan cast is also limited, then the strength of his flying sword will be a little different from Zhao Guan, so he adopted this way of fighting with the big sword to ensure that he does not lose to Zhao Guan in terms of strength.

Close combat is not Zhao Guan's strong point, he saw Zhang Zhizhi rushing quickly, hurriedly pulled back, and at the same time drove the six flying swords like a raging storm, trying his best to block Zhang Zhizhi's way forward.

Zhao Guan retreated quickly, Zhang Philosophy advanced faster, and in the time of more than a dozen breaths, Zhang Philosophy had already narrowed the distance between the two by more than sixty zhang, and as long as there were ten more breaths, he could get close to Zhao Guan's side.

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