The sword energy blocked the pursuit of the monk soldiers, but one of the monks reacted very quickly. The single palm slashed horizontally, and the majestic palm slashed away the sword energy. His eyes swept through the smoke and dust, and he happened to see Zhang Kaifeng's figure, and he immediately became murderous.

"Zhang Kaifeng, you can't leave today!" With an angry shout, the man jumped out and slashed his palms in the air. The palm wind accompanied by strong internal strength, hitting the backs of the two.

With the hidden internal strength in his palm, he sent Yuxin out. When he pointed his feet, Zhang Kaifeng climbed with the help of his strength, and the blood-colored sword in his hand slashed forward.

"when!"

Mars splattered, and the blood-colored sword slashed on the monk's palm, and the two of them radiated their energy and rushed out.

"snort!"

The monk snorted coldly, and with a urge to the force on his palm, the sword and Zhang Kaifeng were shaken out at the same time. With the help of force, Zhang Kaifeng's inner energy flew out, and a sword energy flew out.

The monk's eyes burst out with murderous aura, and he jumped down, and slapped down with a palm. Zhang Kaifeng, who was sacrificed with one sword, had no intention of fighting. He immediately hit the ground and stepped backwards. With a rumbling sound, the stones on the ground immediately shattered.

"Walk!"

Zhang Kaifeng used the Six Phenomenons, leaving a afterimage on the spot, turned around and rushed up a mountain. Yuxin rushed out first, and was about to rush out, Muran, Zhang Kaifeng's expression changed.

"careful!"

Before he finished speaking, a figure rushed out from one side at another. The person's body movement was extremely fast. He had approached Yu Xin, and immediately raised his palm and slapped forward. Although Yu Xin felt the fierce wind behind her, after a series of fierce battles, how could the relaxed mind react so quickly? Moreover, her internal energy was consumed very heavily.

"Don't think about it!"

Zhang Kaifeng shouted angrily, and his internal force urged him. His body rushed out like a strong wind, and the long sword in his hand swung forward with a sword. The majestic sword force broke through the body, and the sword force impacted, causing the man to frown and slay a palm with his backhand.

The thick palm was sacrificed, and the strong energy was released from his palm. Zhang Kaifeng seemed to be attacking his body in the face of a tall mountain. However, his sword was not a real sword of hard fighting. Before the fierce palm attacked his body, his body was like a mirror shattered.

"I'm so annoyed!" The man's face was full of scumbags and his eyes were angry. Zhang Kaifeng hugged Yuxin and quickly left, and disappeared into the monk's eyes in a blink of an eye: "If you chase after him, the magic sword was already injured, and they didn't walk far."

Feng Wu Liuhuan was very fast, but Yuxin's expression changed. She felt Zhang Kaifeng's inner breathing chaotic and said, "You are injured, take a rest."

"They can't catch up for the time being." Break out of Zhang Kaifeng's arms, Yuxin helped him sit down.

Zhang Kaifeng was indeed injured when using his skills to regulate his breathing. Although the sword just now used the illusion sword of Mirror Flower and Water Moon to distract the opponent, this person's reaction was too fast. The impact of the palm force still hurt him. Fortunately, his palm force only affected him. The inner breath calmed down in the blink of an eye, and Zhang Kaifeng vomited a breath of turbid air, his eyes much clearer.

"What's the situation outside?" Zhang Kaifeng asked.

"It's not good. Tantric people are circling around here and searching, and it's not easy for us to leave." Yu Xin shook her head and looked dejected.

"I don't know what trick Miss Yu has!" Zhang Kaifeng smiled, and when he looked at the woman in front of him with a confident smile on his eyes, he knew that this woman had a trick in her heart. The reason why she asked him was that she just wanted him to make a fool of herself.

"The trick is not enough, but Brother Zhang still needs to cooperate." Yu Xin smiled.

"nature!"

After a long time, Yuxin told her plan. After Zhang Kaifeng nodded, he chuckled and said, "It seems that I am the one who is trying to do it. Fairy Yu is just a spectator."

"You can think so." Her natural look made her look like a blooming purple and blue flower. This was a temperament that was revealed by relaxing from the inside out, which made Zhang Kaifeng stunned.

As if he felt a hot gaze, a trace of red glow flashed across Yuxin's face and flashed away. Zhang Kaifeng then came to his senses and coughed dryly to hide his inner embarrassment. Fortunately, the woman in front of him was smart and did not point out his embarrassment. If it were the little witch, he would have felt ashamed. Just imagine that scene, Zhang Kaifeng couldn't help but tremble.

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In a small hill in the north of Mo, the little witch who was looking at the bright moon suddenly sneezes. The three of them trembled all over their bodies when they were drinking beside the fire. Looking at the little witch's back, they immediately showed a resentful expression. Yan Zhen and Kou Fei, who were sitting around the fire, were drinking dejectedly, and they were wailing in their hearts, Brother Zhang, come back soon.

"Come back soon, I can't bear it alone. Come back soon, the world without you can't move forward. I'm trapped in place, letting memories gather. -------------." The hero Linchengdao, who had a drink of wine, suddenly wailed, like a hungry wolf in the wilderness.

The sudden singing made the little witch wake up from her contemplation, and heard the terrible song, and the two old men who were originally silent seemed to be infected by the singing and started to wail.

"No, not only you, but also us can't bear it." Yan Zhen shouted.

"Yes----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Seeing that the little witch did not respond, the three people opened their throats and howled. The soldiers guarding outside sighed unconsciously. The dignified Prince of Great Swallow had never had such a depressing life, and that witch had the ability.

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The two sat cross-legged in a secret cave, breathing martial arts between their noses. Time came to the night without realizing it, and the stars fell on the top of the mountain. A wisp of bright afterglow shone into the cave, and the hairs of the two who were regulating their breathing were dyed silver white.

"It's almost time." Yuxin's pink lips, which opened her eyes, rose up lightly.

"Yeah!" In a gentle response, Zhang Kaifeng's body disappeared into the cave in a flash.

Night fell quietly, and the killer moves issued by the Tantric Buddhism were still wandering. The monks and soldiers all had a strong eyes, and their internal strength had reached the state of refining essence and turning qi. Unexpectedly, Tantric Buddhism was silent for many years and was always suppressed by the Buddha's lineage in Buddhism. Now they have turned to cultivate the inheritance of the Demon Buddha. The disciples in the sect are very strong. Zhang Kaifeng can foresee that it is not impossible for Tantric Buddhism to be on par with the Buddha's lineage in the near future, but it depends on how they treat the world.

Abandoning the thoughts in his mind, his eyes gradually became cold. The true energy in his body slowly calmed down, and his martial arts breath slowly disappeared, as if it weren't for her standing beside him, he wouldn't be able to feel him at all. His eyes shifted, and Yuxin closed his eyes for a while, and opened his eyes again.

"There is only one person here, even if it's okay to take action, you can't fight, otherwise you will startle the monk soldiers two meters away." Yu Xin said.

He looked at her in surprise, without asking, and turned around and a breeze drifted by. The fire in the distance, the fire light dispelled the barren cold in the north of the desert, and the monk was regulating his breathing in the face of the fire. Suddenly, the flame swayed, and the monk who opened his eyes caught a figure in the darkness and walked over with steady steps.

"murderous look!"

Suddenly, the monk's expression changed again, and the figure disappeared in his eyes. When he fixed his eyes, the figure had appeared not far away in front of him. Mura, a sword light that was even more sad than blood came in between lightning and flint. The instinctive reaction made his head swing to the side. The blood sword cut off the monk's robe on his shoulder, and the sword emitted a bone-thundering cold, better than the ten thousand years of ice. The person who came was always calm. The first sword could not kill the enemy, so he was swinging a sword.

The wrist shook, and the blood-colored sword fell downwards. The heart that had not yet recovered suddenly accelerated. The monk's skill burst out, and his left hand slapped the ground, and the ground immediately shattered. He turned up and made a move at the same time. His legs were like a hundred-smashed steel and violently bombarded the man in white.

"It's you, Zhang Kaifeng, the Demon Sword!"

The calm expression on the man in white face reflected his elegant face under the fire, but it made the monk's pupils suddenly shrink. He turned slightly, and the man in white retreated back, and his fierce legs cracked the hard rock.

"Not bad, it's me!"

The smoke and dust rose, and the chaotic world passed through the clouds. After the smoke and dust condensed, it dispersed. The man in white voice was cold, and then rushed out of it. His feet blinked like a wind, and then rushed forward, and he raised his sword. The rotating figure raised the true essence of the Dantian, and used it, the most ordinary thousand-pound pendant in the ordinary world, rolled down and accelerated, avoided the sword's edge, and rushed out with one punch.

"when!"

The fist hit the sword body, and the force of the fist was lifted again, but the body of the blood sword was only slightly bent, while the man in white remained motionless, but the long hair behind him suddenly drifted backwards, a wave of air rushed out, and his feet were slightly sunken.

"snort!"

With a cold snorting, the man in white held the sword and did not move his hand, and his other hand turned into a palm and slapped hard at the monk's head. The palm wind urged people. If the palm fell, his smooth head would definitely become like a broken watermelon. After smelling the danger of death, the monk slapped the blood sword with one palm and used the force to avoid it.

However, the figure in white was faster, slashing down with a sword. The sword wind swirled, and a powerful sword force came from top to bottom. Facing this fast sword, the monk who was unable to react could only block his hands in front of him with his hands.

"Can you block it?" Zhang Kaifeng, who had gained strength, sneered, and the long sword in his hand fell.

"Boom!"

As the sword fell, the monk suddenly felt the heavy sword force pressing down on the top of Mount Tai. His legs bent to the ground, and his face showed a ferocious look, but he found that the opponent's sword force became more and more powerful, and his feet were trapped underground. The extremely humiliating monk was about to roar when the blood sword on the man in white flashed coldly, and a flying head came out with blood, and the monk's arms fell down dejectedly.

"let's go!"
Chapter completed!