Zhang Xiu is Tianmo's closest confidant, and his information has been studied countless times by Tianmo's subordinates.
As Zhang Xiu's disciple, Chen Xiang was naturally studied by the way.
Compared with Zhang Xiu, who is eclectic and unpredictable, Chen Xiang's acting style is more calm. He is especially good at overpowering people with force, overpowering jade rabbit spirits, scorpion spirits, vixens, and various female fairies...
Huang Zhennu looked at the "Agarwood" in front of her, not daring to be careless, she opened her mouth and spit out a three-inch long bone sword, and shot it towards the center of his eyebrows.
In the blink of an eye, Xiuzhen's bone sword came to Zhang Xiu's eyebrows. Just before it was about to stab Zhang Xiu, it was intercepted by a bright white rainbow.
Yan Feng came out with his sword, holding the sword technique and fighting fiercely with the bone sword. He hit it hundreds of times with a snap of his fingers. Every time he collided, sparks flew out.
This was the first time that Zhang Xiu saw someone competing equally with Yan Feng in a pure swordsmanship competition. She couldn't help but be slightly surprised: "This banshee is so strong in swordsmanship!"
Ying'er reminded in a low voice from the side: "Jiu Feng, the eldest disciple of Tian Mo, is good at swordsmanship. He once fought Duke Dong Wang with a sword for three days and three nights, and finally escaped from exhaustion. This banshee should be Jiu Feng's disciple."
Zhang Xiu turned to look at Ying'er and asked curiously: "It seems that all the disciples of Tianmo have special skills, so what are you good at?"
Ying'er promised with a sincere face: "Master, don't worry, I don't understand all the three thousand magic methods. I only learned the word filial piety. When master comes a hundred years later, my disciple will definitely let you go in glory!"
Zhang Xiu: "..."
The devil sent you here just to kill me, right?
Zhang Xiu's eyes twitched slightly, and she suddenly noticed that the black smoke around her had become thicker.
Looking closely, Huang Zhennu squeezed her fingers, and a black giant sword condensed and took shape in the sky. The strong Yin energy wrapped around the sword was the lingering resentment of those who were teased and eaten by her.
Yan Feng's face was solemn, and his body exuded sharp sword energy.
"The universe is infinite, and all dharmas are unified!"
In an instant, the sword energy soared into the sky, turning into a golden giant sword and stabbing towards the Yin Hun Sword above his head.
There was a loud bang, and the two giant swords shattered at the same time. The black air in the sky was swept away by the aftermath of the collision. A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Huang Zhennu's mouth, and Yan Feng's complexion also turned pale.
Huang Zhennu looked at Yan Feng in front of her in shock, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Xuanxin Sword Technique, you are Yan Feng, the Thousand-Faced Man and Demon!"
"What the hell..."
When Yan Feng heard this, his eyes widened with anger and his beard exploded.
How could I, a swordsman who punishes rape and eliminate evil, become a man with a thousand faces? !
In Huang Zhennu's shocked expression, Ao Xue stood up and said with a sinister smile: "Jie Jie, since you have seen Yan Feng's true face, I can't keep you here."
As he spoke, Zhang Xiu picked him up and threw him behind him.
At the same time, Zhang Xiu spilled a handful of golden sand and trapped Huang Zhennu in the quicksand, making her unable to move. Then the golden dragon scissors came out, and two golden dragons flew out and instantly cut Huang Zhennu's waist!
Countless dead souls emerged from her body and rushed towards the underworld.
[God has the virtue of reviving life, you successfully released it...]
Zhang Xiu listened to the sounds of rewards ringing in his head, and suddenly reached out with his right hand and grabbed the soul of Huang Zhennu who was trying to escape among the ghosts: "You are not on the list of my release."
After saying that, he used the Enchantment Technique to read through her memory, and then the pure Yang Qi condensed in the palm of his hand, crushing her soul to pieces.
Huang Zhennu screamed, and her soul suddenly disappeared.
At the same time, in an elegant house, a man in Tsing Yi opened his eyes with emotion: "Has even Huang Zhennu been eliminated..."
A woman in pink clothes walked in and said nervously: "Lord Jiufeng, Huang Zhennu knows where we are staying. Should we change places?"
Jiufeng shook his head slightly: "No, I just want to try to see what Zhang Xiu is capable of, which gives Master a headache."
As the eldest disciple of the Heavenly Demon, Jiufeng, who traveled across the three realms with few opponents, was very confident in his own cultivation.
After the demon was sealed, Duke Dongwang disappeared. Among the three realms, there were only a few people like Buddha and the Jade Emperor who could be regarded as his opponents.
This time he came out of seclusion after practicing. He originally wanted to go to Lingshan to compete with the Buddha, but then he learned that Lingshan had been attacked by Zhang Xiu.
What made him even more suspicious was that Zhang Xiu fought with Buddha, and the one who was injured was his master Tianmo. How can he explain this...
Seeing the Demon Queen whose heart exploded and looked depressed, Jiu Feng couldn't help but become interested in Zhang Xiu.
Huang Zhennu and others were the pawns he used to test Zhang Xiu's strength.
Regarding the upcoming Zhang Xiu, Jiufeng's eyes showed a trace of expectation and murmured: "I hope he won't disappoint me."
Just as he was talking, a strange smell penetrated his nose. Jiufeng looked up and saw a line of black smoke rising from outside the wall, which made him frown.
"Baidie, go outside and drive away the people who are burning dung."
Pinkie quickly accepted the order and walked out of the yard.
Not long after, Pinkie came back with a strange look on her face and said, "Sir, there is no dung burning outside the wall, but a woman roasting sweet potatoes."
As he said this, he presented a dark object, "They have left, and they left a sweet potato for you as an apology."
Jiufeng was stunned and stared at the so-called "sweet potato" for a while. It looked like dung from a distance and looked like dung up close. He picked it up and took a bite...
This is shit! !
Could it be that during the years of seclusion, people changed the name of feces to sweet potatoes? ?
Jiufeng was so angry that he gritted his teeth and wished he could immediately capture the woman who tricked him into eating feces and cut her into pieces!
His sharp eyes penetrated the walls, and he finally saw the woman roasting sweet potatoes.
Next to the woman stood a man with a kind smile.
As the man walked away, he praised: "Madam, your cooking skills have improved again. Next time I go back to my parents' house, I must let my father-in-law taste your roasted sweet potatoes!"
After hearing this, Jiufeng's expression became dull.
Is it really roasted sweet potato?
Did he wrong her?
When he was full of disbelief, the man suddenly sighed with regret and continued: "Oh, it's a pity that the sweet potato fell into the manure pit. I have always been a kind-hearted person, and I couldn't bear to waste food, so I gave it away without eating it. If you are a rich person who eats sweet potatoes, you can still eat them after peeling them."
Jiufeng: "??!!"
If you could be kind-hearted, would there be any evil people in the world?
Jiufeng was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. A majestic demonic aura rose into the sky, and he was about to go over and kill the man.
When he was about to leave, he suddenly calmed down, his eyes became sharp, and he sneered: "Zhang Xiu..."
At the same time, Zhang Xiu noticed the evil spirit that suddenly appeared and disappeared, and couldn't help but frown slightly, and said to Chao Xia'er: "This Jiu Feng is not simple, he actually resisted and didn't catch up..."
(End of chapter)
