Zhang Yifeng's calm voice came from the tree hole. After finishing his words, he walked out of the tree hole slowly and glanced at the seven monks in front of the tree hole.
The cultivation level of these seven people is not too high. The tallest 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 hands to them and said lightly.
"I suggest you crush the jade token and leave, otherwise the scene will be very cruel if I take action."
The monk in black has now seen some of Zhang Yifeng's tricks, so Zhang Yifeng no longer has to huddle behind the monk in black and pretend to be an ignorant young man like before.
"Hahaha, kid, you don't mean to talk big words like this. Before you talk big words, you have to see clearly whether your own strength can match your arrogance!"
Listening to Zhang Yifeng's arrogant speech, a monk couldn't help but mocked Zhang Yifeng.
Seeing Zhang Yifeng's aura, which was only at the level of the True Immortal Realm, the other monks also had sarcastic expressions on their faces.
Only the leading middle-aged monk narrowed his eyes slightly and took a deep look at Zhang Yifeng. He was not fooled by Zhang Yifeng's display of cultivation.
The middle-aged monk has been traveling around the southern fairyland in these years and has seen all the big scenes. Naturally, he knows that the strength of some monks cannot be judged by the momentum seen with the naked eye.
After pondering for a long time, the middle-aged monk raised his hand to signal his brothers to stop talking.
The middle-aged monk still had enough prestige. As soon as he raised his hand, the others immediately stopped ridiculing Zhang Yifeng and respectfully shut their mouths.
"Little brother, what you said is right, and what my brothers said is also right. Your strength may indeed be very strong, but if you don't show it, it will be difficult for us to believe it. How about this, you come
Give me a fight, and after I personally test your strength, little brother, I will be able to make a decision."
The middle-aged monk's voice was a little solemn. He had already guessed that Zhang Yifeng's strength might be higher than he expected.
But he still chose to stand up and test Zhang Yifeng's combat power for himself.
This is the character of the middle-aged monk. The reason why he went in person was that he was worried that his brothers would be seriously injured by Zhang Yifeng due to their carelessness.
The second reason is that among them, he has the highest cultivation level, so naturally he is the most suitable person to deal with Zhang Yifeng.
Zhang Yifeng's eyes showed surprise, there was actually a monk with such general knowledge among these seven people.
Zhang Yifeng nodded slightly, cupped his fists and said to the middle-aged monk.
"That's fine. After all, everyone is here just for the Golden Phoenix Pond, and there is no need to fight to the death.
Your Excellency is far more generous than your brothers."
In response to Zhang Yifeng's ridicule, the expressions of the other monks changed, and when they were about to speak, they were interrupted by the middle-aged monk who raised his hand.
"Haha, these brothers of mine are all impatient and quick-spoken. Without me, it would be really difficult for them to move forward in this vast fairy land. Without further ado, let's get started now, little brothers?"
"Can"
With a faint response, Zhang Yifeng raised his hand to signal the middle-aged monk to attack first.
When the middle-aged monk saw this, he narrowed his eyes and raised his hands. Endless light flew out from his sleeves and swept towards Zhang Yifeng.
Several monks on the side shrank their pupils when they saw this, and shouted in disbelief.
"What, the eldest brother actually used the killer move that hits the bottom of the box?!"
"This, this is a killer move that can seriously injure even a cultivator at the peak of the True Immortal Realm head-on. How dare you use it directly?"
"Hiss, this Nether Light is the Nether Qi refined by Big Brother by collecting the last rays of Yang Qi before the ninety-nine sunsets. He actually used such a killing move right at the beginning. Is this kid really worthy of Big Brother's attention?"
Zhang Yifeng, on the other hand, looked at the overwhelming dim light and nodded calmly.
"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 Sky-Splitting Mark that he had not used against the enemy head-on for a long time.
The Sky-Splitting Mark emitted bursts of black light, heading straight towards the dim light coming from Zhang Yifeng.
A huge sword energy lit up in front of the sharp sword, gradually reflecting the incoming light.
The sword energy wrapped around Youguang, and carried the middle-aged monk towards him. The trapped Youguang had no room for resistance at all, and was forcefully driven towards the middle-aged monk by Zhang Yifeng with his sword energy.
"What?!"
"impossible!"
Shocked sounds arose one after another, and even the middle-aged monks had a look of horror in their eyes.
After Zhang Yifeng enveloped Youguang with his sword energy, he directly lost control of Youguang and could only let the sword energy envelop Youguang and counterattack him.
"Brother, let's go!"
The six monks on the side reacted quickly and stepped forward to pull the middle-aged monk away.
However, although the middle-aged monk had a look of horror in his eyes, he still reacted quickly, and the spiritual energy around his body exploded, directly knocking away the six monks who were rushing towards him.
"leave me alone!"
The middle-aged monk did not want his brothers to die with him, so he shouted loudly and summoned up all his magical power to withstand the huge sword energy with all his life.
Seeing that the sword energy was about to come, the middle-aged monk closed his eyes tightly. All he could do now was to do his best and obey fate.
However, after a long time, the middle-aged monk did not feel any pain.
Opening his eyes slightly, he saw that Zhang Yifeng had withdrawn the Sky-Splitting Mark, and the majestic sword energy had also disappeared without a trace.
"Don't worry, Your Excellency, I haven't noticed any murderous intention in you, so I won't kill you. Besides, you have very little blood on your body, and I will feel sorry for you without you."
Zhang Yifeng said calmly and took back the Sky-Splitting Mark with his backhand.
After hearing this, the middle-aged monk with a complicated look on his face took back the ghost light that had gained control again into his sleeve.
"My little brother's strength is unfathomable, I admire you!"
After saying this, the middle-aged monk bowed and bowed deeply to Zhang Yifeng to express his gratitude.
"Brother!"
The six monks next to him also hurriedly flew to the middle-aged monk and looked at the middle-aged monk anxiously.
"Don't worry, I'm fine. This little brother is indeed a hero among men. We are no match for him."
The middle-aged monk sighed and said to his brothers.
"It's okay, brother, none of this is important, just be okay!"
Seeing that the middle-aged monk was fine, the six of them breathed a sigh of relief.
Among them, the two people who had just spoken harsh words to Zhang Yifeng also came forward and bowed to Zhang Yifeng with their hands raised.
"Thank you for your mercy, fellow Taoist. We just said things we shouldn't have said. The two of us will definitely settle the matter with blood!"
After the two of them finished speaking, they took out their swords and cut off one of their arms.
Zhang Yifeng's brows jumped when he saw this, and he hurriedly stopped the two of them.
Although monks have many methods to regenerate severed limbs, it is still quite troublesome and it really doesn’t have to be this way.
Please remember the first domain name of this book: ._