Zhang Yifeng's plain voice came from the tree hole. After the words came, he slowly walked out of the tree hole and glanced at the seven monks in front of the tree hole.

The cultivation level of these seven people is not too high. The highest person is the leading middle-aged monk, who is only at the seventh level of the True Immortal Realm.

With a sigh, Zhang Yifeng waved his hand to them and said lightly.

"I suggest you just crush the jade token and leave, otherwise the picture will be very cruel if I take action."

The monk in black has seen some of Zhang Yifeng's tricks, so Zhang Yifeng no longer has to hide behind the monk in black like before, pretending to be an ignorant boy.

"Hahaha, boy, big words are not like you. Before you speak big words, you must also see clearly whether your strength can match your crazy words!"

Listening to Zhang Yifeng's arrogant speech, a monk couldn't help but mocked Zhang Yifeng.

Looking at Zhang Yifeng's momentum at the level of the True Immortal Realm, other monks also showed sarcastic expressions on their faces.

Only the leading middle-aged monk narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Zhang Yifeng deeply, not be confused by Zhang Yifeng's cultivation displayed.

Middle-aged monks have traveled around the southern immortal land over the years and have seen all kinds of big scenes. Naturally, they know that the strength of some monks cannot be judged by the momentum seen by the naked eye.

After pondering for a long time, the middle-aged monk raised his hand and signaled his brothers not to say anything more.

The prestige of the middle-aged monk was still very enough. When he raised his hand, the others immediately stopped sarcasm to Zhang Yifeng and closed their mouths respectfully.

"You are right, my brothers, you are right, and my brothers are right. Your strength may be really strong, but if you don't show it, it will be hard for us to believe it. Why not do this? Come and fight me. After I personally test your strength, I will naturally make a decision."

The middle-aged monk's voice was a little solemn. He had already guessed that Zhang Yifeng's strength was probably higher than he expected.

But he still chose to stand up and experiment with Zhang Yifeng's combat power personally.

This is the character of the middle-aged monk. The reason why he went to the scene was because he was worried that his brothers would be seriously injured by Zhang Yifeng.

Second, because among them, he has the highest cultivation level, it is naturally the most suitable for him to deal with Zhang Yifeng.

Zhang Yifeng's eyes showed a look of surprise. Among these seven people, there were such cultivators who knew the general.

Nodding slightly, Zhang Yifeng clasped his fists to the middle-aged monk and said.

"It's good that way. After all, everyone is just coming for the Golden Phoenix Pond, so there is no need to fight to the death.

Your pride is far more than your brothers,"

Regarding Zhang Yifeng's mockery, the other monks' expressions changed, and they were about to say something, but the middle-aged monks raised their hands to interrupt them.

"Haha, my brothers are all anxious and quick-talking. Without me, they probably will be really hard to walk in this vast fairy land. Without further ado, let's start now, brother, right?"

"Can"

After responding lightly, Zhang Yifeng raised his hand to signal the middle-aged monk to attack first.

Seeing this, the middle-aged monk narrowed his eyes, raised his hands and flew out of his sleeves, swept towards Zhang Yifeng.

Seeing this, the monks on the side shrank their pupils and shouted in disbelief.

"What, my brother actually used the killer move at the bottom of the box?"

"This is a killing move that even the top cultivator in the True Immortal Realm will be seriously injured. Did the elder brother use it directly?"

"Hiss, this faint light was the secret energy refined by the eldest brother who collected ninety-nine rays of yang energy before the sunset. He actually used such a killer move at the beginning. Is this kid really worthy of the elder brother's attention?"

On the other hand, Zhang Yifeng nodded in a plain look at the faint light that swept across the sky.

"The moves are good, but they are not very concise."

With a casual comment, Zhang Yifeng raised his hand and summoned a black sword, which was the mark of the sky that had not been used directly against the enemy for a long time.

The crack of the sky emitted a burst of black light, rushing straight towards the faint light that came from Zhang Yifeng.

A huge sword energy lit up in front of the sharp sword, gradually wrapping up the coming light.

The sword energy wrapped around the faint light and rushed forward with the middle-aged monk in the opposite direction. The faint light wrapped around the swaying light had no room for resistance. Zhang Yifeng was driven to the middle-aged monk with the sword energy.

"What?!"

"impossible!"

Shocking sounds rose one after another, and even the middle-aged monk showed a look of horror in his eyes.

After Zhang Yifeng wrapped the light with his sword energy, he directly lost control of the light and could only allow the sword energy to carry the light to repel him.

"Brother, go!"

The six monks on the side reacted quickly and were about to step forward to pull the middle-aged monk away.

However, although the middle-aged monk showed a look of horror in his eyes, he still reacted quickly. The spiritual energy in his body exploded, directly shaking the six monks who rushed towards him.

"Don't worry about me!"

The middle-aged monk did not want his brothers to die with him. After shouting, he pissed off his entire body of immortal power and tried to fight to death to withstand the huge sword energy.

Seeing that the sword energy was about to be suppressed, the middle-aged monk closed his eyes. All he did now was to do was to do his best to leave his destiny.

However, after a long time, the middle-aged monk did not feel the pain.

When he opened his eyes slightly, he saw that Zhang Yifeng had already taken back the trace of the crack of the sky, and the majestic sword energy disappeared without a trace.

"Don't worry, you have not noticed any murderous intent on you, so you will naturally not kill you. Besides, you are very little blood and energy contaminated with you, and I will feel sorry for you if you are missing."

Zhang Yifeng said lightly, and took back the trace of the crack of the sky with his backhand.

After hearing this, the middle-aged monk took back his sleeves with a complex expression on his face.

"The little brother has unfathomable strength, I admire him!"

After the middle-aged monk said that, he bowed and bowed deeply to Zhang Yifeng to express his gratitude.

"Brother!"

The six monks next to them also hurriedly flew to the middle-aged monk and looked at the middle-aged monk with a hurried look on their faces.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. This little brother is indeed a hero among people. I'm not his opponent."

The middle-aged monk sighed and said to his brothers.

"It's okay, brother, these are not important. You're fine!"

Seeing that the middle-aged monk was safe, the six people breathed a sigh of relief.

The two of them who had just spoken harshly to Zhang Yifeng also came forward and bowed to Zhang Yifeng.

"Thank you for your mercy, fellow Taoists, we just said something we shouldn't say. I will settle the words just now with blood!"

After the two of them said that they would take out their sword and cut off one of their arms.

Seeing this, Zhang Yifeng browed and quickly made a sound to stop the two of them.
Chapter completed!