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Chapter 59

"You are hiding your strength, but your companion is dead, you have no chance." Zhang Kaifeng raised his sword and stepped forward, and his true energy turned into a sword force. His steps became more steady and his flaws were decreasing.

The woman in white was surprised. She had just taken action with the man in gray and saw that Zhang Kaifeng was flawed all over her body. However, Zhang Kaifeng's instinct reaction was too fast. The two of them took action one after another and could not kill him. During the battle, his flaws were fewer and he grew too fast.

Is this person a genius? The woman in white said to herself, but she knew that the other party and her were in a state of dying. Either he died or she died.

With a palm on the ground and gasping, her move just now was already a move to bet on life, but Zhang Kaifeng was able to dodge it, which also indicates her failure, but she could not surrender.

The woman in white with a sword stood up, her long hair was covered with sweat, but her eyes were always cold and her murderous intent had never diminished slightly. Even at a disadvantage, these killers trained by bloodthirsty were extremely firm in their minds.

"Hmph! Even if you kill us, others will come." The woman in white sneered and said, "You only see the tip of the iceberg of bloodthirsty power. We are all abandoned pawns."

Zhang Kaifeng was shocked. Such a terrible killer was just a abandoned son, but he sneered and said, "So what, am I afraid of? If you come, I will kill one, and I will kill two pairs of them. Since you messed with me, am I a vegetarian?"

"Go to die!" The female killer's true energy exploded, and he pulled up a afterimage, and a sharp long sword slashed over.

Humph! Zhang Kaifeng snorted coldly, his body was like the wind, and a cold light flashed, and the sword light with light sword was drawn. After the two figures exchanged positions, they were calm for only a few seconds before they rushed out of the whole body of the two.

"You will regret it." The woman in white sneered and fell down. A sword mark appeared on her chest, and she was immediately stained with blood and died soon.

"Wow!"

The people watching the game were shocked. Zhang Kaifeng was able to fight back and kill the terrifying bloodthirsty killer. This is his strength. He became famous in one battle. Many people have expected that if Zhang Kaifeng did not have an accident, this rising star would inevitably shine in the martial arts world.

Holding a sword, he looked at the battle between Linchengdao and Wu Yu and Yang Feihong. He stepped forward and waved his sword. Then a sword light headed towards Yang Feihong.

"Brother Yang, be careful!" Wu Yu's pupils shrank. He had just seen Zhang Kaifeng kill the two killers alone. He was shocked by his strength and reminded him immediately.

The powerful palm force shook the blade of Lincheng Road. Wu Yu jumped and his strength gathered on his palms. A purple light suddenly burst out from his palms. His palms poked out at the same time to meet the sword light.

The dazzling sword light was cold into the bone marrow, like the ice that had not melted for thousands of years. Wu Yu's palm emitted purple flames, and the hot palm flames made the void twist. His skills were so deep that he could use his internal force to transform the invisible into tangible strength.

However, he still underestimated the power of Zhang Kaifeng's sword light. Although the sword light had left the sword, its sharpness and strength did not weaken at all.

Wu Yu's arms were trembling. His figure was retreating, and he had already retreated several feet. Seeing the fierce power of the sword light, Wu Yu didn't want to be embarrassed in front of so many people. His skills were no longer retained. A purple flame suddenly surged in an instant. He grabbed the sword light with his palms, and shouted angrily. The purple flame cut off the sword light, and the purple flame refined the sword light.

Zhang Kaifeng was shocked. This person was very strong and could actually take over his sword light and then refine it. The martial arts of Ziyang Sect is not simple.

On the other side, Wu Yu was missing from Lincheng Road. His pressure suddenly decreased. The black knife burst out with terrible power. With one knife, it was like a river breaking, and the majestic momentum swept across. Yang Feihong's aura soared, and the frost made the air in this world cold. Blue light appeared in his palms, and his fingers turned white. This was the gloves he used his internal force to activate the cold air. This was Yangjiabao's unique martial arts "Frost Cloud Fall". When he practiced to the top, the cold air could be turned into a weapon. Zhihan punched forward without fear of the attacking sword.

"Dong!"

The cold air swept around, with a layer of frost dyeing behind Yang Feihong, and a hint of cold air ripped. The things behind Lincheng Road were all broken, and a large hole appeared on the roof.

Both of them took a few steps back, each step breaking the beam of the house, leaving deep footprints, and changing moves regardless of the winner. Frost condensed on Linchengdao's chest, and a knife mark appeared on Yang Feihong's shoulder.

By changing moves, they use their own skills to activate the true qi to protect the body. They have already had a certain understanding of the other party, but they have no intention of fighting anymore, and they seem to be retaining their strength.

"Yanjing Arena Championship, I hope you can come at that time. At that time, I will show you the unique skills of my Ziyang Sect to send you on your way." Wu Yuyu said with murderous intent.

"Frost Clouds Fall send you to hell." Yang Feihong looked at Zhang Kaifeng coldly like a piece of ice.

"You are just breaking ice and want to beat him, dream!" Zhang Kaifeng didn't say anything yet. Lin Chengdao was very dissatisfied with the two guys who ignored him and said, "My knife, you know it's amazing!"

Wu Yu and Yang Feihong were not talking. Instead, Yang Feihong looked at Murong Qingxue, with the murderous intent in his eyes removed, and said softly: "I wonder if Miss Murong will participate at that time."

Murong Qingxue, covered with a veil, did not respond. She always looked at Zhang Kaifeng, and her eyes did not turn around. This made Yang Feihong's murderous intent towards Zhang Kaifeng even deeper, and then turned around and left without responding to Linchengdao's provocation.

But Kou Fei sneered: "Idiot!"

"What did you say? I will fight you!" Lincheng said like an explosive cat, glaring at Kou Fei.

"Idiot! You want me to say it a few more times." Kou Fei disdained.

"That's right, you are indeed an idiot!" Lin Chengdao nodded.

Kou Fei was stunned, then his face exuded murderous aura and said, "Don't think you've just fought and went crazy. I haven't warmed up yet? Why don't we fight one?"

"Come on, I'm afraid you won't succeed." Linchengdao was not willing to be outdone.

Kou Fei sneered and said, "If Brother Zhang hadn't used that sword, you would have been hacked to death by someone. Why would you be so arrogant!"

"What a rampant one? I'm the God of Swords, why do you need someone to take action?" Linchengdao was furious.

"Oh! Is that?" Kou Fei pondered.

The young masters of the two paths of righteousness and demons were speechless. The two guys actually quarreled at this time and ignored them. Just when they thought the two guys' verbal battle was about to end, an accident happened.

Mad! Linchengdao was furious and seemed to be unable to swallow a mouthful of water for a moment, and could not vomit it out. He was poked to the pain point. Linchengdao turned his head and glared at Zhang Kaifeng. "Zhang Kaifeng, who wants you to take action?"

The anger was diverted, and Zhang Kaifeng was pondering the strength of Wu Yu and Yang Feihong just now, and did not reply easily: "I took action because of your pressure."

"The pressure is great!" Kou Fei laughed.

Murderous intent! Zhang Kaifeng was shocked and knew that he had said the wrong thing, but he immediately changed the subject and said, "Brother Lincheng is extremely powerful. Even if I don't take action, the final victory will be Brother Lincheng."

"Yes!" Linchengdao nodded repeatedly, "Brother Zhang has a vision. He doesn't want someone, and he doesn't even have a look at people."

Kou Fei turned his head and whistled, but heard nothing. His attitude was obvious, just disdain and disdain to be with Lincheng Road. It was really embarrassing.

This made Linchengdao angry, but he couldn't vent his anger. He was staying aside and was frustrated. Zhang Kaifeng didn't care about these two people. At this time, Daojue spoke out: "Brother Zhang is extremely powerful. I wonder if he will participate in the championship held by Yanjing?"

Zhang Kaifeng came back to his senses and suddenly laughed: "Zhang's strength is mediocre, how dare I compete with you? What I pursue is the ultimate swordsmanship and I am not interested in the so-called ranking."

The young masters present did not take Zhang Kaifeng's words to heart. After all, as long as they are in the world, no one can resist this temptation to fame and fortune.

"Brother Zhang's words are wrong. I am looking forward to your fight against Xiongfeng!" The delicate voice of the blood spirit made my bones soft. I stepped forward and wrapped my arms like mutton fat and white jade around Zhang Kaifeng and said, "I like you, a strong man!"

Zhang Kaifeng smiled slightly and said, "The sword god beside me is no worse than me. Do you have any feelings?"

As he finished speaking, Lin Chengdao's ears pointed, the anger on his face suddenly dissipated, his long black hair was dissipated, his masculinity was bursting, he straightened his back and said domineeringly: "Yes, I'm still standing here, you actually want to have a fucking affair, looking for death!"

What a red apricot appeared, the Blood Spirit's face turned black, and the eyes that looked like gems showed murderous intent. The red skirt was invigorated by the wind. Zhang Kaifeng stepped forward step by step and stopped her and said, "Oh! This is wrong with the Blood Spirit Girl. You actually had murderous intent for a person who loves you. This is not in line with the aesthetic view you have always pursued. Besides, my brother is not bad at all. Being able to become a member of your harem will make you feel like a tiger."

"What kind of harem, I'm here. She dares to raise those men. I'll ruin them." Before the Blood Spirit could say anything, Linchengdao was already screaming.

"You......" The blood spirit was angry and did not have anger on the spot. He turned around and ignored the narcissist.

"I hope I can fight with Brother Zhang in Yanjing in the future! I will learn about Brother Zhang's unique skills." The demon is very direct.

The silent Youming smiled rarely and said, "Youming is also looking forward to it!"

"Let's go!" The demon and the demonic path left one after another.

"The three of you are all heroes, so you won't invite Zhang to fight! I can't handle so many strong people!" Zhang Kaifeng asked with a smile.

"Haha, Brother Zhang is so happy. I do want to fight you, but since Brother Zhang doesn't want to, I can only hope that it will be the future and discuss martial arts together!" Ru Sheng laughed loudly, and the feather fan in his hand in incites.
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