As soon as this guy raised his hand, Zhang Yifeng knew what he was going to do, but this guy was hundreds of years earlier.

The little tricks were useless to Zhang Yifeng, and the young man dared not think about anything anymore, so he could only take Zhang Yifeng all the way to the underground stronghold.

In the underground stronghold, monks from shell tissue kept shuttled back and forth between the left and right rooms, and everyone was holding thick spiritual paper in their hands.

"It seems that this stronghold studies more than just the Blood God ritual."

Seeing this, Zhang Yifeng's pupils shrank slightly and thought to himself.

In the underground stronghold where the Blood God Ritual was studied in the Netherworld City, there were not so many Shell Organization monks coming and going, and the space was definitely not so large.

This is indeed a very important stronghold for shell organization, no wonder this Aoki Castle is so calm.

If it weren't for this, I'm afraid this Aoki City would have been exposed to the eyes of the major sects.

With a calm face, Zhang Yifeng followed the young man and whispered to him.

"Where are the two teenagers you captured from Sword God Village? Where are they?"

When the young man heard Zhang Yifeng's question, he realized the purpose of Zhang Yifeng coming here.

"They are at the deepest point, please come with me sir."

The young man swallowed his saliva. The two teenagers were the experimental targets that the shell tissue attaches most importance to. If they were rescued in his own hands, the consequences would definitely be that he could not bear.

A drop of cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and the young man led Zhang Yifeng all the way to the depths of the underground stronghold.

Just as they were about to arrive, the door next to them suddenly opened, and a middle-aged monk casually shook the blood stained on his hands, and looked at the young man and Zhang Yifeng with surprise.

"Oh? Why are you here? Is there anything important?"

"Report to the head, we just came to see the two young men from the Sword God Village that the organization caught some time ago. I heard that they were very stubborn, so I came to see if we could help the organization to train one or two."

Before the young man could speak, Zhang Yifeng said to the middle-aged monk with a respectful look on his face.

"Oh, that's it, it doesn't matter. Those two kids have been successfully brainwashed by us. Now they are loyal soldiers to the organization."

The middle-aged monk smiled and waved his hand and said, then his face showed a look of regret.

"It's a pity that the inheritance of the Sword God was divided by these two boys, and they could not forcefully take out the inheritance. They could only stay on the two of them for the time being. Wait until the chance is there in the future, or when these two boys are useless, then make plans."

The middle-aged monk said, shook his head, as if he was feeling sorry for not being able to obtain the inheritance of the Sword God.

After hearing this, Zhang Yifeng's pupils shrank slightly, and the two boys Jian Ping'an and Jian Yingxiong were actually brainwashed into death warriors by the shell tissue.

His face became a little gloomy, and Zhang Yifeng raised his hand to bow to the middle-aged monk and said.

"Can the main affairs make us more prosperous and see the inheritance of this sword god?"

"Of course, it's just a sword god inheritance, not a sword god himself, and it's actually nothing good to watch. If you want to see it, go ahead."

The head waved his hand casually and signaled Zhang Yifeng and the others to check it out by themselves.

Zhang Yifeng nodded and responded, and Yu Guang glanced at the young man and signaled that he could continue to leave.

When the young man received the message, he hurriedly took Zhang Yifeng to the room where the two teenagers were imprisoned deep.

After entering the room, two young men curled up in the corner of the room with empty eyes appeared in front of Zhang Yifeng.

Seeing this, Zhang Yifeng felt a trembling heart, and stepped forward to pull the two boys up. The faces that appeared in front of him were Jian Hero and Jian Ping'an.

However, the two boys had already lost their spirits in their eyes, and they were as numb as if they were dead. It made Zhang Yifeng feel ache in his heart.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Yifeng raised his hand and pressed it on Jian Yingxiong and Jian Ping'an's heads, and found that their consciousness seemed to be blinded by something.

Zhang Yifeng tried to use his fairy power to clear away the things that deceived his mind in the sea of ​​consciousness, but found that the fairy power was useless to him.

On the contrary, stimulated by Zhang Yifeng's immortal power, Jian Ping'an and Jian Hero's eyes flashed with scarlet light at the same time.

The next moment, the two figures disappeared in front of Zhang Yifeng at the same time. The sword hero and Jian Ping'an were so fast that even Zhang Yifeng's spiritual consciousness could only catch a trace of afterimage.

With a vigilant in his heart, Zhang Yifeng raised his hand and appeared in his hand. A sword that felt something suddenly stabbed behind him, blocking the attack behind him.

Looking back, I saw Jian Hero staring at him with red eyes, and a thin sword composed entirely of immortal power in his hand resisted Zhang Yifeng's counterattack.

The moment Zhang Yifeng fought with Jian Yingxiong and Jian Ping'an, the young man who led him ran out of the room in a hurry.

However, he was also very clever and did not yell, but ran directly outside the underground stronghold.

Even if I bumped into several shell monks on the way, the young man didn't say a word and just ran away.

The abnormal movement caused by the youth disturbed the middle-aged chief. He looked at the youth's back as he fled, and the room deep in the passage, and his pupils instantly shrank.

Immediately, I ran towards the room quickly, but as soon as I arrived at the door of the room, a sword energy slashed across his face and slashed deeply into the wall beside me.

A bloodstain flowed down his cheek, and the middle-aged chief looked at the three people fighting fiercely in the room in amazement.

I saw that Zhang Yifeng was not at all inferior to Jian Hero and Jian Ping'an in a match.

No matter how stupid the middle-aged leader is now, he understands that something is wrong. He takes out a black iron token from his arms with a stern look.

The moment the blood light was injected into the black iron token, the red light in Jian Hero and Jian Ping'an's eyes became stronger and stronger.

"Use the Sword God's inheritance for me and take this kid down quickly!"

The middle-aged chief screamed and ordered Jian Hero and Jian Ping'an.

If you don't take down the person as soon as possible, the longer the time will be, the more troublesome it will be for their underground stronghold.

After receiving the order that the middle-aged leader could use the sword god's inheritance, the sword hero and sword Ping'an stopped attacking Zhang Yifeng in an instant.

Then, the momentum of the whole body suddenly increased, and the sword bodies in the two of them merged, and a desolate feeling burst out from the sword and attacked Zhang Yifeng.

Feeling the sword intent coming, Zhang Yifeng's eyes narrowed, and nine green lotus on the thin sword in his hand bloomed at the same time, heading towards the attacking sword intent.

Both of them are inherited by the Sword God, Zhang Yifeng, Jian Hero and Jian Ping'an's sword moves canceled out in the air.

But Zhang Yifeng only received one move in inheritance, and Jian Yingxiong and Jian Ping'an are different.

Even if Zhang Yifeng eliminated one move, they had other inherited sword moves to use.

The next moment, the sword gods in their hands were tied together, and in an instant, thousands of blue sword shadows appeared from the sword light, sweeping towards Zhang Yifeng overwhelmingly.
Chapter completed!