Zhang Qianfeng quickly passed through the valley, stepped into the mountain gate, the direction changed suddenly, only half a pillar of incense kung fu, has arrived in the mountains and forests of the heaven and earth faction. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info He looked down, his heart tingled, and he saw that the garden was full of corpses of the Heaven and Earth Sect people, the woods were largely chopped down, the lights were extinguished everywhere, and the smell of blood came to his nose.

He thought anxiously in his heart: "Not only did the ten thousand ghosts act quickly, but they also made careful arrangements, they were ruthless, and the evil law was so powerful that none of these many people escaped, and they couldn't even shout. "It stands to reason that the Heaven and Earth Sect lives in the grass and trees, and when it encounters an enemy attack, it can hide even if it is not good, but the bottom is lifeless, and there is no sound, and no one is spared.

He secretly thought: "There are several Heaven and Earth Sect masters who have escaped the sky, and they should have celebrated with all the disciples...."

Zhang Qianfeng calmed down, gritted his teeth, and thought: "This is definitely not a one-person attack, but a lot of good hands at the same time." With Xuantu martial arts, he can't even resist a single move. ”

Suddenly, someone shouted under a wooden pillar, Zhang Qianfeng raised his hand, the wooden pillar rose on its own, Zhang Qianfeng saw that it was a young Taoist child, he was overjoyed, held the Taoist child in his arms, saw that his injury was not serious, and his internal strength was within reach, he healed the broken bones on his body in the blink of an eye, and asked: "Child, who did it?"

Dao Tong cried: "About fifteen or six black-clothed people besieged Xuantu Shigong alone. Everyone is scared.... and fled everywhere, and they overtook them, and killed them all. ”

Zhang Qianfeng's body trembled, and he thought faintly in his heart: "Wan Xian, Wan Xian, it is too peaceful and easy to live, and you are happy and happy." Our Ten Thousand Immortal Mountains, from ancient times to the present, have never had an enemy invade, so that the various factions are too far apart, and they only rely on the Heavenly Gate to come and go, and in case of danger, there is no news among them. What Senior Brother Pan said is not bad, let's.... Our life is too good, and we will eventually slack off, even if the ghosts don't come, we will also.... There will also be great difficulties. ”

He said to the Taoist boy, "Hurry down the mountain and find the woods to hide!"

Dao Tong recognized him and cried: "Thousand Peaks Immortal Chief, you are also.... Be careful, too. ”

Zhang Qianfeng nodded, lifted his breath and rose into the air, went straight to the Taoist temple of Yangmu, and walked to the Taoist temple, and saw that this powerful hall had become a ruined wall, and there was a big battle here, and the scale was very amazing. Zhang Qianfeng swooped into the ground and saw a corpse lying in the courtyard, looking at the clothes, it was Yang Mu, but his head was gone.

The Venus in front of him was surging in front of him, and he thought: "Yang Mu.... The old immortal of Yangmu is dead, and my great immortal envoy of ten thousand immortals... Just like that?" he saw the situation here, and knew that although the destruction was dramatic, it could only determine the victory and defeat in an instant, otherwise with the ability of poplar wood, with a little luck, he would be able to remind a group of cloud-breaking colleagues. The enemy is not alone, not to mention that there are six kung fu skills that affect the stone walls on the ground.

In this way, it should be the head of ten thousand ghosts and six ghosts attacking together.

Zhang Qianfeng was swishing with the cool air on his back, and he had already figured out the movements of the ten thousand ghosts: they attacked separately, the ghost guards, ghost bureaucrats and others sneaked up on the people of the Ten Thousand Immortals Flying into the air, dozens of ghost officials split their ways to assassinate the people of the Heavenly Gate, and the six ghost leaders killed the Ten Thousand Immortals and Immortal Envoys with rapid momentum.

What a cruel method, such a terrifying scheming.

If I am alone, can I save all immortals?

No, no, the junior brother is here, but they have been here for two or three hours, and the two of us alone have lost the opportunity, how can they defeat this large group of opponents?

In an instant, Zhang Qianfeng's breath froze, almost desperate, but the words sounded in his ears: "I am about to travel far away, and I will leave Wanxianmen to you from now on, I don't expect you to turn the tide, I just hope that you can lead everyone to live well." ”

He thought to himself, "Yes, ten thousand ghosts are in the dark, and ten thousand immortals are in the light, but compared to ten thousand ghosts, why am I not in the dark? I can't save everyone, but when I see one, I will never allow that person to die." ”

He knew that all the important figures of the Heaven and Earth Sect had died tragically, and the rest of the disciples, ten thousand ghosts, could not take care of it for the time being, and thought in his heart: "I should go to Haiping Immortal Chief, he is strong in kung fu, moves at great speed, ten thousand ghosts... Not necessarily..."His mind was already determined, he split out a palm, and stepped into the pulse with the power of his palm, and in an instant he was hundreds of feet away.

He urged his skills like this, and hurried desperately, and soon arrived at the place where the Haina faction was, and he didn't stay, and went straight to the house of the old fairy in Haiping, who knew that on the way, he saw a person lying down below, with gray hair. Zhang Qianfeng said happily: "Haiping Immortal!" flew over, helped Haiping up, and saw that Haiping was extremely injured, and the meridians all over his body were poisoned and roasted, and he was not in shape.

Haiping Lao Xianping was very good to him, just like a grandfather, Zhang Qianfeng couldn't help him, he couldn't bear it anymore, and burst into tears in an instant.

Haiping raised his head and smiled at Zhang Qianfeng, his eyes were pleased, and he said in a low voice: "Good boy, don't cry, the cicadas are singing.... Probably.... It's hard to escape. Wan Xian.... Over to you. His head tilted and he fell into Zhang Qianfeng's arms, no longer breathing.

Zhang Qianfeng shouted, slapped a palm, and slammed the mountain road into the middle, and the boulder rolled down. He was overly sad, but he was angry, thinking of the tragic events of his life, thinking of Jieze, thinking of demon hunting, thinking of rebel brothers, thinking of Yang Mu, and looking at Haiping, hatred stirred in his meridians, but it made his heart cold and his mind clear.

He thought to himself: "The Cicada Immortal Elder was also killed, and the Haiping Immortal Elder just died, where did the ten thousand ghosts go? It is the Dharma Sword Sect and the Shenzang Sect. The Shenzang faction has a junior disciple, most of whom can be saved, and the Dharma Sword faction is the Bodhi sect master presiding over the situation.... Where do I go, where do I go?"

The veins between heaven and earth are interlocking, and he has experienced drastic changes, and his perception is so profound that he can faintly detect changes dozens of miles away.

He felt a large group of people hurrying through the night, like wolves hunting, and they were rushing to the Bitter Dynasty.

Except for Zhang Qianfeng, there are no masters in the Bitter Dynasty faction, and the rest are still celebrating, will they suffer?

No, they won't, Zhang Qianfeng saved them.

Zhang Qianfeng respectfully put down Haiping, bowed to him, and suddenly disappeared.

Ten thousand ghosts and people walked to the grassland under the mountain, when the teenagers of the Xiuwu Academy were surrounding the bonfire, singing and singing, only in the blink of an eye, thousands of people rushed up and surrounded the youth. The young men looked confused and exclaimed in low voices, still not knowing what was happening.

A twelve-year-old boy asked, "Who are you... Why? Trespassing on the territory of my Bitter Dynasty faction?"

The leading ghost guard said coldly: "Kill them all...."

Before the word "yes" could be spoken, a palm was pressed down in the air, killing him and the twenty people behind him. All the young men and all the ghosts were taken aback, and when they went to look at the people, they saw that the eyes of the people who came were shining with strange lights, and the expressions on their handsome faces were cold and abnormal.

There are 10,000 ghosts: "It's Zhang Qianfeng!" The young people said happily: "Qianfeng Immortal!"

Zhang Qianfeng didn't answer, his palms were raised, and the true qi spread out like a big net, and in an instant, the pulse moved, and more than ten Zhang Qianfeng appeared, and then these heavy phantoms shot together, and the Tianqin cloud string palm shrouded down, buzzing a few soft sounds, and all the ghosts and people only felt dizzy and tinnitus, standing uncertainly, and those with low skills spurted blood from their mouths, and were shaking.

Several ghost guards had profound skills, reacted, and shouted, "Ghost heads, Zhang Qianfeng is here!" The shout hit the true qi in the air, echoed several times, and then disappeared immediately. Zhang Qianfeng's palm power blocked the sound, and within this true qi, even the scene was completely different.

He took advantage of the enemy's surprise, and suddenly struck out several moves, and the wind in his palm was like a fan, sweeping in, and dozens of people died in an instant. Only then did all the ghost servants and ghost officials wake up, their eyes showed a fierce light, and they shouted and killed them.

The young men had never seen Zhang Qianfeng show such a fierce expression, let alone such a terrifying kung fu, although they knew that there must be an enemy in front of them, they couldn't help but be scared and screamed. Zhang Qianfeng borrowed the shouts of the teenagers, vibrated the sound waves, and hit the surrounding opponents, mixed with palm power, causing several people to be injured and fall to the ground in an instant.

However, the thousand people in front of him are all selected by thousands of ghosts, slaughtering thousands of immortals in one fell swoop, although Zhang Qianfeng's martial arts are strong, but everyone is fighting back, he has to take care of all the children, and he has to prevent everyone from shouting, and he is clumsy for a while. He whistled two palms, killed a long-bearded tiger man, swept the leaves with the autumn wind, and killed three more people, and in a moment of earning, his mind turned sharply, his internal force condensed, and a tall and thin banshee appeared out of thin air.

Ku Nian shouted, "Why are you calling me now?" A few words of reproach, the sharp claws were flared, and within ten feet of the body, the enemy's flesh and blood were blurred, and she was cut into pulp.

Zhang Qianfeng said: "Ten thousand ghosts, not one is left, all of them are killed!"

Ku Nian looked up to the sky and laughed, and said: "This is like words, you have manhood now!" kicked out a big foot, hooked the nails on the foot, and made a few noises, skinning a dozen people alive, and those people shouted wildly, and the blood flowed like a note.

At this time, inspired by Zhang Qianfeng's hatred, he was really high-spirited, rampant, his body twisted, his claws turned like a whirlwind, and in an instant, Zhang Qianfeng's air cover was followed by a blood waterfall. Zhang Qianfeng condensed his strength, kept making his palm, the palm power was invisible and shadowless, quietly coming, he could kill people in the blink of an eye, and the power was not inferior to that of the banshee. The two fought fiercely for half an hour, and finally killed their opponents.

Zhang Qianfeng gasped slightly, and said, "There are more than ten people, about twenty miles away from here. Hmph, this group of ghost officials still doesn't know the situation of my bitter dynasty faction. "A few years ago, the Bitter Dynasty sent a group of masters who escaped the heavens to die with the Dark Valley, and the ten thousand ghosts must not know about this festival, so they are still searching for the whereabouts of the rest of the people from the Heaven-Retreating Sect.

Ku Nian asked, "Aren't you resting?"

Zhang Qianfeng said: "If I die, there is time to rest." ”

The dry blood hand slapped Zhang Qianfeng on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "If you die and come to Soul Gathering Mountain, if I find your soul, I will bring you back to life as you are, and you can always be my companion." ”

Zhang Qianfeng said with a smile: "You help me kill all the strong enemies, and I will go to you after I die." ”

Ku Nian patted his head and said continuously: "Alas, don't worry, don't worry, if you die, I won't be able to come to this mortal world, how boring is that? I won't let you die." ”

Zhang Qianfeng nodded and said to the young men: "Immediately go to the Heaven and Earth Sect to hide in the mountains and forests." ”

Although the teenagers didn't know what was happening, they were surprisingly brave and not frightened, and after listening to Zhang Qianfeng's instructions, they all ran away and ran into the distance.