The old monk stood in the way, although there were no words, but an inexplicable feeling that made everyone stop came to his heart, so that the people behind him couldn't help but act according to his thoughts.

"I didn't expect it to be obtained by you in the end!" Zhang Feng looked at the divine sword in the old monk's hand seriously, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion. He mobilized the entire Divine Sect to look for the Divine Sword, but he didn't expect the Divine Sword to be obtained by the old monk silently. As for how the divine sword was obtained by the old monk, Zhang Feng didn't think much about it at all. The old monk is his master, so no matter where others are, the divine soldier will appear by his side. Just like Zhang Feng himself, even if he is very far away, as long as he wants to, his knife will come to his side, which is indescribably magical.

"I really didn't expect that the divine soldier you spent all your life forging would finally choose me. The old monk's tone was ethereal, and he had a feeling of the rest of his life after the catastrophe. In the fourth layer of the prison, he and Grandma Tong couldn't break free from the chains of the dark iron with all their mental strength, and he had already accepted his fate at that time. Unexpectedly, this sword suddenly appeared in front of him, giving him a chance to turn over.

Zhang Feng had the feeling of lifting a stone to hit his own feet, if he hadn't been greedy that day, and he was fooled by Ou Datie, how could he have created two divine weapons?

"Don't think that if you get that sword, you'll eat me. There are two divine weapons I have built, and yours is just one of them, and it is not yet known who will win and who will lose!" Zhang Feng drew his sword out of its sheath and looked at the old monk with an indifferent face.

The blade of the knife was jet black, Zhang Feng's heart moved, and suddenly a terrifying aura filled the heavens and the earth, like a fierce beast in the wilderness, making people stand upside down. It is also like the charm of the heavenly demons, which makes people's consciousness sink involuntarily.

Everyone present looked at it and felt that their consciousness was stuck in a quagmire, and they could not extricate themselves. The eyes of these cold and arrogant martial arts people became hollow, and the expressions on their faces were either crying bitterly or laughing maniacally. or repentance, or liberation, and so on. Thousands of martial arts people couldn't help but expose the deepest secrets of their hearts under the magic sword, with different postures and ugliness, which made it difficult to speak.

Even Xiao Feng, who was strong-willed, fell into an illusion at this moment, grazing horses and sheep with Ajuse.

"Evil is invincible, I will use the divine soldiers you cast to end this martial arts catastrophe with my own hands. The old monk raised his right arm, and the silver-white divine sword erupted with an incomparable bright light. It is like a small sun, full of light and warmth. Under this shrouded light, the old monk was like a bathing divine light, looking full of compassion and majesty, like a real Buddha, which made people feel awe.

Under the white light, those martial arts people who were dementored by the magic sword came to their senses.

After waking up, their faces couldn't help but show a sense of fear, and they no longer dared to look at Zhang Feng, or the knife in his hand. Although I am afraid of the horror of the magic sword. However, the greed in their hearts couldn't help but breed, thinking that if they had the chance, they would definitely snatch these two swords.

One black and one white, two awe-inspiring faces in mid-air. With Zhang Feng and the old monk as the center, the chaotic air currents raged in all directions, and even a hundred catties of stones were blown to the ground.

"Retreat!" Swiped from his cheeks, taking away beads of blood, and the faces of the people who surrounded Zhang Feng immediately changed greatly.

Thundered. The crowd retreated in a disorderly manner, leaving a large open space for Zhang Feng and the old monk.

Tianshan Tong's face was unwilling, she had always been arrogant, but this time she actually became a foil for others. Through guò her weakness, to reflect the invincible majesty of the two in the real field.

"Fight, fight, it's best if you two fight together, and let me get these two artifacts." Grandma Tong quickly retreated, and couldn't help cursing the two of them in her heart.

Rumble!

The black and white lights rumbled together with an earth-shattering sound, and the ground around them seemed to be plowed over, leaving a mess of ravines.

Where the two of them were before, a black and white light suddenly appeared, as big as a house, making it impossible to look at directly.

Some people couldn't help but look at the sound, and they felt that their eyes were stinging like needles, and the light was dazzling, ten times more dazzling than the noon sun, and the tears were wiped away as if they didn't want money.

Rumble!

The swords intersected, and a huge sound reverberated through the heavens and the earth, and the human head went blank.

In the center of the battlefield, Zhang Feng only felt an irresistible force overwhelmingly coming, and the strength suit on his body was like rags, torn apart, revealing Zhang Feng's sturdy and perfect, steel-like body. His bones gurgled all over his body, as if they would break if he had been stronger.

The old monk on the opposite side was also uncomfortable, the golden light outside his body was uncertain, which showed that with his external strength at this time, it was difficult to withstand such a terrible impact.

No matter how badly wounded the two men were, they held their breath and raised their blades to slash at each other again.

Zhang Feng is extremely confident in his "Immortal Divine Skill", no matter how terrible the injury is, as long as he does not die, he will always recover. And the old monk has compassion in his heart, and for the sake of the common people in the world, he has long put life and death out of the way. As long as he can get rid of the demon lord who has brought disaster to the country and the people, he will not hesitate even if he pays for his own life.

Rumble!

Every time the sword strikes, it is accompanied by an incomparably terrifying impact. The aftermath hit Zhang Feng's body like a hammer, making his bronzed skin suddenly turn red, like a boiled crab. The true qi in Zhang Feng's body was like a wild horse running wildly, and the extremely red skin slowly faded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The situation of the old monk on the opposite side was obviously better than Zhang Feng, his golden bell jar was practiced to an extremely high level, relying on a strong defense to resist it with difficulty, but the golden light of his skin was already very weak.

The black light and the white light gradually sank into the sword, and at this time, both of them restrained the excess power of the divine soldier.

When the light dissipated, the people in the distance could finally watch this battle that would determine the fate of the martial arts in the open air.

Rumble!

Fighting again, the two were knocked upside down by this impact.

Zhang Feng's body could no longer withstand this terrifying attack, his skin cracked like a spider's web, and a faint stream of blood appeared on his body. This is also thanks to the subtle enhancement of the physical body in "Immortal Divine Skill", otherwise if you change someone else, let alone bear three heavy blows, you will be shocked to death once.

Poof! The old monk on the other side was also uncomfortable, his golden body was shattered, and he couldn't help coughing up blood. His muscles were now as hard as steel, and the door under his armpit was only half an inch left. But under this huge bombardment, even if he didn't attack his cover door, under this overwhelming force, his golden bell jar was also broken hard. (To be continued......)