On the banks of the Tianchen River.

The blood is soaring, and the killing intent is pervasive.

Three huge heads rolled out from a group of disciples of Jiuchen Peak.

On the face of the head, there was still a sneer and a stunned expression.

As the heads fell, the three headless corpses were necked by pillars of blood like fountains, rising into the sky.

Three screams fell, and Zhang Yan, who was standing in the middle of the disciples of the three barren peaks, was a little under his feet, his body was like electricity, and under the flash, he had already moved a distance of dozens of zhang and appeared in front of Jiu Ling and the other three.

Shout!

The dark red was sharp, and when he turned his hand, he had already returned to Zhang Yan's hand.

Zhang Yan frowned slightly, retracted his gaze, and did not look at the Desolate Peak disciple on the other side, who was already terrified of him, but looked at the Shadow Killing Blade in his hand.

Shadow Blade, a medium-grade spiritual weapon.

The whole body of the spirit weapon forms a graceful arc, and the blade is fine.

Now.

There was only a spiritual weapon less than two fingers wide, and the blade was cold and cold, cold and terrifying.

What's more, the spirit weapon, which was originally inky black and only light and dark red, actually revealed a crimson aura at this time.

An astonishing aura slowly passed through Zhang Yan's body and entered Zhang Yan's body.

When Zhang Yan obtained this spiritual weapon from Xiao Jie, the master of the Northern Yuan Gate, there was no such powerful and intimidating aura at all.

Now there is a sudden change, then only the spirit weapon has changed!

"What kind of material is this artifact made of?"

Zhang Yan was the first to pay attention to the material of this spiritual weapon, and at this moment, he was also extremely calm, and he couldn't help but ask the old monster Xuyuanzi.

"Hehe, the old man doesn't know, but it's definitely an extremely precious material, and it's almost the same as the best material......"

Xu Yuanzi chuckled and said: "The power of this spiritual weapon is completely the result of the provision of this material, although the hardness is not very good, but it is sharp and unparalleled, otherwise that Xiao Jue was already a golden pill at the beginning, why do you still keep this spiritual weapon, it can only be that the material for refining the spiritual weapon is very special, and when you build the foundation, refine your own natal treasure in advance, and dissolve it into it, you will know what the material is."

"It's completely lucky for you to get this spirit weapon magic blade, now that the spirit weapon draws too much blood, the power is even more powerful...... Now you'd better send the person in front of you first!"

And Zhang Yan stared at the Shadow Blade, staring at it for a long time, and everyone present was still shocked and shocked.

"Forbidden Souls!"

The three disciples of Jiuchen Peak were in different places, and a transparent soul that could not be seen by mortals flew out from the corpse.

Zhang Yan's magic trick was struck, and the three souls were suddenly full of fear and screamed in horror.

"Soul Control!"

However, before the screams of the three disciples' souls were complete, they were already controlled by Zhang Yan in the blink of an eye, and then he turned his hand and erased the three souls of the soul.

Zhang Yan flipped his hand, and a dark black spirit bead flew in front of him.

Sacrificing the ghost spirit bead, he raised his hand, and with a flash of black light, he had already included the three souls in the spirit bead.

"Division...... Senior brother, you have already taken in four spirit slaves...... This...... Long Yanfeng's senior brother is only ten spirit slaves......"

In the ghost spirit bead, Zhu Jizi looked at the spirit slave floating in, he was already a spirit slave without any intelligence, and he was frightened in his heart, and he was secretly afraid.

Thinking that he didn't resist the struggle at the beginning, he was lucky to be left with his wisdom, and he couldn't help but be secretly happy.

At least compared to these spirit slaves who have been erased of their spiritual intelligence, he himself is much luckier, and inside this spirit bead, there is also an old monster of the spirit lord with thousands of years of age.

"It's really condensed with divine sense, and it's only ten layers in the Qi refining period!, and this spiritual weapon is also very sharp and weird, it's not strange to have this kind of strength......

Inside the spirit bead, Yin Kui looked at everything that happened outside, and couldn't help but sigh to himself.

"Spirit Weapon!"

At this time, I don't know who screamed, and there was great fear in his voice.

Then, a pair of eyes looked towards the Shadow Blade that Zhang Yan had sacrificed.

The blade with red blood made everyone present stagnate.

After confirming that Zhang Yan was sacrificing a spiritual weapon, the sound of soft gasps and cold air slowly spread, followed by a pause.

"It's Yun and a few others who are clumsy, this junior brother turns out to be a hidden master. However, those senior brothers who can condense divine consciousness and possess spiritual weapons, among the thirty-six desolate peak disciples, they are the most influential figures, and they can also be counted, I don't know what the true identity of the junior brother is?"

Yun Lianfeng looked away this time, like a group of people, all of them had ugly faces, staring at Zhang Yan, full of vigilance, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice.

Although the token on Zhang Yan's waist was Baiyun Peak, Yun Lianfeng didn't believe that the other party was a real person from Baiyun Peak.

Even Bai Yunfeng's senior brother Mo Shuihan couldn't condense his divine sense, how could this young man who was only the tenth layer of the Qi refining period be the fourth generation disciple of Baiyun Peak!

Among the thirty-six desolate peaks, there are only so many people who can condense their divine senses, and they are all among the best genius disciples in the outer sect, and they are all famous people.

What's more, those who can make a spiritual weapon, and it is also a medium-grade spiritual weapon, even Yunfeng remembers, and only those Desolate Peak disciples who are extremely ranked in strength will have it.

Moreover, these genius disciples are all existences that the disciples of Zhufeng look up to, and they generally cultivate in their own cave mansions, or in the Ancient Yellow Pagoda, and they rarely come out.

If these senior brothers come out, they will definitely be recognized at a glance.

But Zhang Yan was clearly not one of them.

But such an impenetrable mysterious origin made Yun Lianfeng even more jealous.

Xiao Ming on the side, and a group of disciples of Shura Peak, had already retreated to the side.

At this moment, looking at this side, his face was extremely solemn and shocked.

Duanmu Ye on the other side had a complicated face, secretly vigilant, and didn't want to think about anything.

The remaining teenagers did not dare to come out, and the sneers and ridicules before had long since disappeared, and were completely replaced by fear.

"Division...... Senior brother, is that really a spiritual artifact? So he has condensed his divine sense, and he is only a tenth-level cultivator of qi refining......"

Jiu Ling, who was standing behind Zhang Yan, had two beautiful eyes, staring at the thin figure in front of him in disbelief and the blade with red in the inky black.

"It is indeed the condensation of divine consciousness, otherwise how can I control this powerful spiritual weapon! Moreover, judging from that breath, that blade is still a medium-grade spiritual weapon!"

Baili was shocked, and the monstrous waves set off in his heart calmed down for a long time, and he spoke in a deep voice, and his words had an inexplicable complex taste.

"What! Or is it a medium-grade spiritual weapon? What is the identity of this person? Although we have not been in the sect for a long time, among the thirty-six desolate peaks of the outer gate, hundreds of thousands of disciples, who can control the medium-grade spiritual weapon, can count them with two palms......"

Lin Qiaoyin is tall and tall, usually with a cold appearance, and her quiet face has rarely changed, and she is extremely shocked.

"There's no need to worry now, with Senior Brother Zhang here, they're too late to be afraid......"

Baili Fang nodded, the previous nervousness and fear were long gone.

"Don't guess the senior brothers, it is indeed the fourth-generation disciple of Baiyun Peak, as for the senior brothers who are surprised by Senior Brother Yun, the junior brothers don't know any ......of them."

Zhang Yan's face was expressionless, and he opened his mouth indifferently, and said, "The three souls just now should be regarded as the price that Senior Brother Yun paid for the words just now!"

Yun Lianfeng's face suddenly turned pale, his body trembled faintly, and his eyes seemed to be about to erupt with fire.

stared at Zhang Yan for a long time, as if he wanted to see something, Yun Lianfeng fiercely suppressed the roar in his heart, calmed down, and said in an echo: "This time, Yun's skills are not as good as others, so that you can laugh, junior brother." Our Jiuchen Peak disciples will retreat, but if the junior brother is pressed on, if you really want to fight to the death, you will not be able to take advantage. As for the water stinger, it will be given to the junior brother, if Brother Duanmu of Xingyue Peak still wants it, you can discuss it......"

Duanmu Ye, who was on the other side, heard this, his face changed greatly, and he looked at Yun Lianfeng, his eyes were vicious.

Yun Lianfeng's words were simply a source of misfortune, diverting Zhang Yan's attention to him.

Shout!

But at this time, the mutation protruded.

The lightning of the Shadow Blade, which was originally sacrificed by Zhang Yan, disappeared, leaving only an afterimage.

The next moment, Yun Lianfeng, who was originally about to retreat, flipped his hand and sacrificed a magic weapon shaped like a mountain peak, blocking the Shadow Blade.

Then, he played a trick, a move in his hand, a sharp flying sword, snatched out, pointed directly at Zhang Yan, and then Yun Lianfeng shouted: "All the junior brothers will do it together and surround and kill this person!"

"The spiritual sense is keen, but it is still useless!"

Seeing that Yun Lianfeng had formed an offensive and defensive integration in an instant, Zhang Yan sneered.

With a buzz, the Soul Confusion Tower was sacrificed by Zhang Yan, defending in front of him, blocking the small flying sword that **** came.

Then, regardless of the Shadow Blade, Zhang Yan suddenly disappeared in the next moment.

Before Yun Lianfeng could react and fly back, Zhang Yan had already come to him.

However, Yun Lianfeng was not shocked when he saw Zhang Yan disappear and appear under his nose, let alone retreat.

Under the robe on his body, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared, and a layer of crystal armor was revealed, and he was about to cast an attack spell in his hand.

The people who had already reacted on the side were also shocked when they saw this scene.

A monk at the tenth level of the Qi Refining Period actually fought with the fourteenth layer of the Qi Refining Period in close quarters combat, and the other party was still carrying a treasure armor, he actually gave up his advantage of being able to use a spiritual weapon, isn't this looking for death?

But before everyone was stunned, halfway through the Yun Lianfeng spell, Zhang Yan's fist wrapped in a trace of white and golden spiritual light had already struck Yun Lianfeng's dantian.

Click!

With a crisp sound, Yun Lianfeng's treasure armor was torn apart, and the dantian also shattered with the sound.

Yun Lianfeng's face was full of disbelief, he almost forgot the pain, and stood there for a moment.

But Yun Lianfeng was also decisive enough, at this moment, his big mouth suddenly opened, and a flying sword that was so small that it was difficult to catch with the naked eye suddenly flew out of his mouth and stabbed at Zhang Yan's shoulder.

Zhang Yan's face was shocked, but he also knew that he couldn't dodge, and his body was slightly deviated, so that the small flying sword stabbed to the shoulder.

Sting!

Zhang Yan endured the pain in his shoulder, missed Yun Lianfeng's body, and swept forward.

Then, including Yun Lianfeng, the necks of several Jiuchen Peak disciples who were standing a few zhang away and had not had time to attack Zhang Yan were all flying with blood arrows.

Grunt......

Including the cloud peak, several huge heads, rolled to the ground in the blink of an eye.

But Zhang Yan didn't stop, without the resistance of the Yunlian Feng Mountain-shaped magic weapon, Lu Ying Blade was sent by Zhang Yan again, and slashed towards the remaining Jiuchen Peak disciples.