"How could this happen?! The sword talisman refined by the sect leader himself was so powerful that it could severely damage or even kill ordinary A-level powerhouses. Why did it become so vulnerable?!" Zuo Zhongxing's face was full of surprise, his eyes were a little confused.

It was because the scene in front of him was too much beyond his expectations. The scene of destruction that he had hoped did not appear as expected. Instead, the sword talisman that he had high hopes was destroyed, which really gave him a sense of sadness that he died before he could succeed.

Although he was shocked, Zuo Zhongxing was naturally not a general person to be sent out. He immediately eliminated the distracting thoughts in his heart and urged the sword light to flash, trying to avoid the fist of the flames and go straight to kill Chen Feng.

"Where do you want to run?!" Chen Feng glanced at him and smiled sarcastically.

Before he finished speaking, the clenched fist had already opened, and when the sound of the whistle was heard, he had already taken it towards Zuo Zhongxing.

"Damn it! How did he know where I dodge?!" Zuo Zhongxing looked at him flying straight, blocking the palm of the flame in front of him with extremely accurate accuracy, and was shocked, angry and confused.

When he cursed the other party in secret, Zuo Zhongxing flew out several sword talismans again and bombarded the flame palm. He turned his sword again and flew out toward Chen Feng, still flying towards Chen Feng. At this time, he had already grabbed several sword talismans in his hand, and was determined to kill Chen Feng on the spot.

"Bang bang bang..." The sword talisman used by Zuo Zhongxing to intercept the palm of the flame was no longer given by the sect leader, but was refined by himself.

With his A-level small success, the sword talisman he refined is actually not very bad. It is very useful to deal with extraordinary people below level A. Even if it is dealing with ordinary A-level strong men, it is enough to make the other party feel afraid.

At this time, Zuo Zhongxing exerted four paths in one breath. He thought that he could block the flame palm no matter what, so that he could kill the boy on the mountain.

But Zuo Zhongxing soon found that he was too optimistic. Because the sword lights shot out from the four sword talismans had no time to block the flame palm for a moment, he slapped the flame palm with a crushing momentum.

At the same time, the flame palm that was still strong and powerful, actually called him again, and the one who was desperate still appeared in front of him.

"What's going on?! Why can he stop me every time?!" Zuo Zhongxing was very upset and frightened. It was not that he couldn't think of the reason, but he was unwilling and dared not to believe that it was true.

"Swish swish swish swish..." In a rage, Zuo Zhongxing sacrificed all the seven sword talismans that he wanted to kill Chen Feng in his hand, and his true energy burst out with all his strength, urging the flying sword under his feet to flew wildly, and drew several strange and changeable arcs in the air and flew towards Chen Feng.

"I don't believe that you can still block me!" Zuo Zhongxing thought without believing in the evil, and looked at the side with a peek. The next moment, the look of pride that had not yet appeared on his face froze.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang." As the burst sounded in succession, the seven sword talismans sacrificed by Zuo Zhongxing were crushed directly by the flame palm. Then the flame flashed and blocked the route of his sword light flying again.

"I'm so fucking evil!" Zuo Zhongxing cursed wildly, but his hair couldn't help but explode, and an indescribable chill swept across his heart.

Because he knew very well why his flying sword was stopped by the flame palm that seemed to fly fast again and again, not because the other party had good eyesight, but more importantly, the other party was quite familiar with sword flying, was well versed in this, and was even far more skillful than himself, so he could predict his flight trajectory.

This is just like when two people fight swords, a man with high sword skills can easily break the sword moves of a man with poor strength, and even make him unable to use his sword moves intact. This is the inevitable crushing when his strength is too strong.

"But...why! He is still so young!" Zuo Zhongxing looked at Chen Feng's face that made him feel jealous, and he really felt like he wanted to go crazy.

It took nearly thirty years since he started his journey to the present. If he hadn't been lucky enough to revive the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, this road might have been longer and more difficult.

After finally having the A-level strength, I thought I could control the sword Qingming and dominate the world, but I didn't expect to encounter such a monster-like existence. It simply smashed Zuo Zhongxing's pride in his heart in an instant.

If you can't even get close, how can you fight with him? Do you rush over and die? This is the problem facing Zuo Zhongxing.

Without too much hesitation, he shook his hand and threw out several sword talismans and prepared to escape from the sword. Since he couldn't beat it, he ran away and rushed back to the sect to report the matter to the sect.

But when his sword light moved, he felt a golden fire flash in front of him, and a heat wave that seemed to be burning him in an instant swept across, and the huge flame palm not only blocked him again and grabbed him straight down.

Of course, Zuo Zhongxing was unwilling to sit and wait for death. In an instant, he burst out with all his strength. The sword light under his feet suddenly surged. He turned suddenly with him, and then rushed straight into the sky several times.

Just when he thought he had finally escaped from the sky, the flame palm appeared in front of him again and fell down like a covert place.

"Ah!" Zuo Zhongxing roared in despair. He wanted to escape again but it was too late. He was caught on the spot, and the blazing sun fire instantly enveloped him.

A scream of despair sounded, and a wisp of blue smoke dissipated with the wind. The palm of the flame drifted towards Chen Feng. When he spread his hands, there was only a flying sword and a jade plaque that had cracked the crack in his palm.

The jade token was engraved with ten thousand words, which looked like Zuo Zhongxing's identity. It was just that before Chen Feng took the jade token and checked it carefully, it had completely broken into powder.

Chen Feng didn't particularly want to know the name of the person who died under his command. He picked up the flying sword casually. Seeing that it was just a medium-grade magic weapon, he couldn't help but sneer and threw it into the storage bag with a sneer.

Then Chen Feng dissipated his palm of the flame and flew into the air toward the place where the light had just risen.

Because he was very close, Chen Feng was not worried about finding the wrong place again. He just circled around the location he estimated for more than ten times, but in the end he found nothing.

Not to mention the entrance to the secret realm, there was not even a slight spatial fluctuation, which forced Chen Feng to remember the location here and left disappointedly.

After Chen Feng left for a while, extraordinary people came over one after another. When they saw the burned mountain that seemed to have melted, they were stunned.

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Shushan.

Inside the temple of Wanjian Sect.

A man in his thirties hurriedly knocked on the door of the sect leader Wanrenshan.

"Sect Master, something is wrong. The Jade Pill of Master Zuo's soul-sending plaque was broken just now." The man saluted respectfully before whispering.

Although Wanren Mountain is sitting cross-legged on the ground, it gives people the feeling of a Wanren Mountain peak standing tall, making people feel as if they look up to the mountains and feel inferior to themselves.

He was closing his eyes to rest. He heard this and suddenly opened his eyes and stood up. It was as if the mountain had suddenly risen thousands of feet high. The extremely powerful sense of oppression came to his face, which made the man who came to report involuntarily bent down, and sweat came out from his forehead.

"How did you die?" Wan Renshan asked in a deep voice.

"It has not been found yet. However, according to the reports of the disciples who followed him to Snow City to investigate the location of the new secret realm that was about to be opened, they said that they felt the fluctuations of the spiritual energy stimulated by the sword talisman. They guessed that Master Zuo rushed over to help him when he was fighting with someone, but when he waited, he saw nothing."

Wan Renshan frowned and said, "Don't you even know who the enemy is?"

"I don't know, but those disciples said that the murderer is likely to be a person who practices fire magic, because a nearby mountain has melted by the flames." The man said respectfully.

"Zuo Zhongxing has the sword talisman I rewarded, and he has the strength of a level A small success. He can kill him in a short time. Then the murderer is definitely not an idiot. Whether he wants to compete for the secret realm or avenge Zuo Zhongxing, he must meet this person." Wan Renshan walked behind his hands and walked a few steps: "Tell me the order, and let Elder Zeng Xiaofan lead twenty elite disciples in the sect to investigate the murder of Elder Zuo."

"yes."

"Tell him that everything is stable, maybe I will come here in a while." Wanrenshan said.

"yes."

When the man left, Wanrenshan returned to the cushion and picked up a golden talisman paper placed on the ground.

I saw a line of words written on the paper: Be sure to seize the secret passage of the White Tiger, and we can return at that time.

The gestures on each character exuded a sharp sword intent, as if a pair of outshewn swords would fly up at any time to tear the person in front of him into pieces.

Wanrenshan looked at the handwriting on this talisman and gradually entered a state of concentration. The towering aura emitted from his body became stronger and stronger.

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Qingyang Gate.

Yu Wanqing stood in front of a female monk who looked in her forties, saluted and greeted her respectfully before saying, "Master, what are your instructions for calling me over?"

This female monk is named Gong Yunhui. She is one of the elders of Qingyang Sect and Yu Wanqing's master.

Although she looks only in her forties, she is actually over 60 years old. It’s just that she has achieved success in her cultivation, the traces of time are not so obvious on her. As her cultivation becomes deeper and deeper, her appearance tends to become younger.

"Wanqing is here, let's sit down. I have no instructions for my master to come, I just want to ask you something." Gong Yunhui said.

"Master, please speak, and the disciple must know everything." Yu Wanqing said.
Chapter completed!