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Chapter 201 Chasing for thousands of miles, it depends on one battle.

Mr. Mahu was shocked, waved his hand instinctively and shouted, "Who are you..."

Whoosh!

Ruqiu sword swung over with a three-foot sword light, cutting off Mr. Mahu's raised left hand, and then slashed across his neck, cutting off his neck and right shoulder.

Mr. Mahu's left hand, head, right shoulder and right arm fell to the ground together, and his body was still standing there, blood squirting wildly!

Like the Qun Sword, it is indeed domineering.

Of course, Zhang Zhenfeng is a sneak attack, and he will do his best to win.

Kill one and you will be able to win the lead!

Moreover, Mr. Mahu was caught off guard and Emperor Donghua's divine seal was not released.

With one move, Zhang Zhenfeng's spirit was greatly boosted, and there was almost no stagnation. The sword light swept towards the Babailixian like a horse: "It's your turn, old cow!"

Babailixian and the Black-faced Robe were shocked when they saw Mr. Mahu splattering blood on the spot.

Seeing Zhang Zhenfeng's sword reaching, the black-faced man suddenly woke up, ran over with his arms crossed, and shouted: "This must be Zhang Zhenfeng in the mountain city..."

Zhang Zhenfeng was knocked to his body, and the sword lost its accurate head. He just swept across the waist of Babailixian and pulled out a bloody mouth.

"Bastard, it turns out it's you!"

Babailixian jumped aside, covering the wound on his waist with one hand, pointing at Zhang Zhenfeng with the other hand, shouting: "Boy, how dare you come to your door!"

Zhang Zhenfeng waved his sword, turned around and slashed at the black-faced man, and shouted: "The ghost boy appears, block the temple gate, don't let anyone go!"

The wind whizzes.

Tiedan and Wanzhu appeared, and the ghost shadows circled and entangled the Eight Hundred Miles Immortal.

The black-faced man shouted: "Zhang Zhenfeng, you killed my second brother Wei Erlang, and today I will kill my eldest brother. I will share the same sympathy with you!"

"More than that, I was also killed by Qing Chengzi Tian Ji Sanlang in Tiemei Mountain in northern Anhui!" Zhang Zhenfeng used his sword to the wind, and his moves were always in the vital points of the Black-faced Lang.

The sword light was huge, and the black-faced man hit two swords in a row, and his skin was full of flesh.

Babaili Xian shouted: "Release the divine light of the treasure seal and squeeze this guy to death!"

The two brothers were in the same mind and each emitted the divine light of the treasure seal, clamping Zhang Zhenfeng left and right to limit his cultivation.

At this time, Su Yawen and Lan Xinchi woke up together.

Seeing the tragic scene in front of you, the two little girls were so scared that they hugged each other and hid under the corner of the northwest wall and shivered.

Zhang Zhenfeng's ghost boy, the body of a ghost, has no body, and can only bluff and cannot play much role.

Therefore, the scene in front of you is almost like Zhang Zhenfeng fighting against two, fighting against two five gods alone.

Fortunately, Babailixian and Black-faced Lang were both injured with swords and were shocked by Zhang Zhenfeng. They were unstable and their combat effectiveness was greatly reduced.

Zhang Zhenfeng knew that the treasure seal divine light of the Five Tongs Gods was powerful, so he bluffed and shouted: "Sister Ice Flower hasn't appeared yet, when will you wait? Use the magic-subduing mirror of Longhu Mountain to shine on them, and I'll kill the demons!"

The Eighth Hundred Miles Immortal believed that it was true, and he turned his head to look outside the temple.

Zhang Zhenfeng straightened his sword and stabbed the treasure seal on the chest of Babailixian and shouted: "Emperor Donghua is a big fool. Today I will break your treasure seal!"

However, at the same time, the black-faced man waved a handful of iron bones and thrust towards Zhang Zhenfeng's back.

Su Yawen shouted: "Cousin, be careful!"

In fact, Zhang Zhenfeng is indeed Su Yawen's distant cousin.

Zhang Zhenfeng knew there was an attack behind him, but he was unwilling to give up the opportunity to kill the Eight Hundred Li Xian, and he kept moving forward regardless of it.

Bang!

Like the Qiong Sword, it shattered the treasure seal of the eight hundred miles of immortals.

Babailixian screamed and fell to the ground on his back.

But the black-faced man's iron bones also hit Zhang Zhenfeng's back.

"puff--!"

Although Zhang Zhenfeng had the mysterious skill to protect his body, he was also shaken and his five internal organs were displaced, and a mouthful of blood was spurted out!

Seeing this, Su Yawen and Lan Xinchi screamed in fear and lost their appearance.

Zhang Zhenfeng was also strong. After being hit by a heavy hammer by the pig demon Black-faced man, he did not look back and continued to swing his sword to kill the Eight Hundred Li Xian.

He said that he was almost at a loss, and he had almost no pause. Ruqiu Sword chased after Babailixian and accurately cut off his trachea.

After killing the bull demon, Zhang Zhenfeng turned around and stared at the black-faced man.

The black-faced man was stunned and burst into tears: "Zhang Zhenfeng, what kind of grudges do we brothers have with you? You actually killed four of my brothers in a row?"

"If you want to know what kind of complaints and hatreds, then you have to ask your four brothers. They have not yet gone far, and you can catch up!"

Zhang Zhenfeng breathed evenly, with blood on the corners of his mouth and blood-red eyes, and forced himself forward step by step.

The black-faced man raised the iron bones and gritted his teeth and rushed forward: "It's a death anyway, I'm fighting with you!"

"Good come!"

Zhang Zhenfeng waved his sword to meet him, and with a sound from the local area, it cut off the iron bones like a sword.

The black-faced man was shocked and turned around and ran away.

Tiedan and Wanzhu fought to the death to block the temple gate and shouted in unison: "The pig demon is not dead yet!"

Unfortunately, the two ghost boys are ultimately the body of the soul and the vain energy, and are forced to escape by the pig demon.

Zhang Zhenfeng took out a copper coin demon-slaying sword from his waist, chased him out of the door, waved his hand and shot out: "If anyone dares to be disobeyed by my way, take it under the sword and turn it into dust!"

Whoosh!

The Demon-Slaying Sword caught up with him and hit the black-faced man's back.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the copper coin sword exploded, and the pig demon also suffered a heavy blow and rushed forward and lay on the ground.

Zhang Zhenfeng caught up quickly, swung his sword and slashed the black-faced man's pig's head!

A three-foot blue edge flashed by, and blood rain soared into the sky.

Zhang Zhenfeng stood proudly with his sword, like a god.

After chasing the Five Gods for Thousand Miles, one fights three, and one battle. Zhang Zhenfeng also thinks he is quite awesome!

Although I was seriously injured, the battle was full of joy and revenge was a pleasure!

Su Yawen and Lan Xinchi were still in shock. Looking at Wulang Temple, they saw a black donkey and a bison lying in the pool of blood on the ground.

Lan Xinchi shivered and pushed Su Yawen: "Yawen, your cousin..."

"Go and have a look!"

Su Yawen reacted and chased out of the temple gate.

Zhang Zhenfeng stood there, and the black-faced man in front of him had already shown his true appearance, a fat black wild boar as big as a cow.

"Cousin, how are you doing..." Su Yawen rushed over and grabbed Zhang Zhenfeng's arm.

Dang!

Zhang Zhenfeng's long sword fell to the ground, and another mouthful of blood was spurting out, shaking, and he smiled bitterly: "It's okay, the five gods... are all my..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Zhenfeng had already fallen to the ground.

"cousin!"

Su Yawen's soul flew out of the sky, pounced on the ground, hugged Zhang Zhenfeng tightly in her arms, and cried loudly: "Cousin, Brother Feng, Young Master Feng... Don't die, don't die!"

The tears were like raindrops of hot tears, sprinkled on Zhang Zhenfeng's face.

For Su Yawen, Zhang Zhenfeng is his great hero, coming from thousands of miles away, fearless, standing up and sacrificing his life, killing the demon god for himself!

Su Yawen is also famous for being a rich and beautiful woman in college, with many suitors. However, compared with those suitors, they are just a group of little kids!

The girl's heart was conquered by Zhang Zhenfeng in an instant!

Lan Xinchi looked at it while crying, crying: "Su Yawen, calm down, think about it quickly, do you want to call an ambulance!"


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