Yuan Ziyan snorted, not feeling surprised at all.

After all, he used the power of a dead eunuch.

With his own strength, he can't do anything to this guy. His cultivation is comparable and his blood coagulation palm is amazing.

If you face two more palms, you will not be able to stand it.

After all, cultivation is the most important thing. Your own cultivation cannot crush this guy, and you can only borrow the power of a dead eunuch.

She vented all her anger on Zhong Lingfeng's body, one palm after another, three consecutive palms, all of which were heavy.

Zhong Lingfeng was still light after only spraying three blood arrows. According to her calculations, he should be injured more severely and his life is in danger.

Unfortunately, it wasn't.

Zhong Lingfeng was extremely tough and was seriously injured after three heavy palms, but he still looked like a fierce dragon and tiger.

"Haha..." After Zhong Lingfeng staggered to the ground, he laughed to the sky.

Yuan Ziyan frowned and looked at him, no longer rushing to do anything, and said coldly: "Why are you laughing at?"

"I smile too much and underestimate the world." Zhong Lingfeng wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand, looked down at him, and laughed: "But he didn't expect..."

He had adventures and his cultivation level had rapidly improved to an incredible level. He felt that he was almost invincible.

But in the sect, there was no sign of mountains or water, and they were always pretending to be pigs and eating tigers.

He enjoyed the feeling of everything being in control and being in the darkness, and felt that everything in the world could be controlled freely.

They clearly regard the world as chess pieces, but they don’t know that they can change their destiny with a light move.

But unexpectedly, a mere leader of the Qingfeng Gang could hurt himself and prevent him from having the power to fight back.

He found the disciples of Qingfeng Gang because although the Qingfeng Gang was not visible, he had many people and large tentacles.

If you can master the Qingfeng Gang, your eyes and ears will be very well-versed.

He was as thoughtful as Yuan Ziyan, and he had the idea of ​​the Qingfeng Gang, but he was one step slower.

He thought of secretly manipulating the Qingfeng Gang to know the world, so as to mobilize the world and control the world.

But unexpectedly, the first step was to sink sand and be blocked by others.

"Hmph, each other." Yuan Ziyan snorted.

She also found that she underestimated the world and was called by the dead eunuch. It was indeed that there was heaven beyond the sky and there was someone outside the sky. Suddenly, a powerful figure emerged, and it was hard to guard against it.

You really have to be careful everywhere and not be careless.

"The girl is so young but has such cultivation. I guess she has been having many adventures." Zhong Lingfeng wiped the corners of his mouth again.

Blood kept pouring out.

"I don't need an adventure." Yuan Ziyan said proudly.

With a dead eunuch here, she doesn't have to worry about practicing, just focus on practicing and accumulate time.

"It seems that the mental method you practice is powerful enough." Zhong Lingfeng said slowly: "It seems that the mental method of the Qingfeng Gang does not seem to be such a strong one."

If it is really so powerful, the Qingfeng Gang will not be in its current position.

"You don't have to know." Yuan Ziyan didn't plan to say, and hummed, "Do you agree?"

"Guest Master? Impossible!" Zhong Lingfeng said in a deep voice.

I am a man who controls the world, but I have to be controlled by others and obey others? This is a huge joke.

Yuan Ziyan said lightly: "It seems that you have to be beaten to death."

"Haha..." Zhong Lingfeng shook his head and said, "Do you really think you can suppress me?"

"Then let's try." Yuan Ziyan said.

"Clang..." The long sword was unsheathed.

Yuan Ziyan frowned.

Zhong Lingfeng said slowly: "My strongest thing is not the palm technique, but the sword technique. Let you learn the real sword technique of the Thousand Valleys and Ten Thousand Songs!"

"Hmph." Yuan Ziyan sneered.

"Buzz..." The sword light bloomed like thousands of pear blossoms.

Yuan Ziyan flicked her fingers gently.

"Ding..." The thousands of pear blossoms suddenly dissipated and appeared as sword bodies.

The sword body trembled continuously, like a winding silver snake, trying to break free from Zhong Lingfeng's control.

"Huh?" Zhong Lingfeng didn't expect that Yuan Ziyan's fingering was so exquisite.

Yuan Ziyan gently spit out a word again.

Seeing this, Zhong Lingfeng hurriedly waved his sword to draw an arc, and the sword light formed a clear light blocking his eyebrows.

"Ding..." As the sound of clear sounds, Zhong Lingfeng floated away from his feet, and the golden light on his sword flickered and trembled continuously. The breeze was almost shaken, but it did not shaken away in the end.

"Hmph!" Yuan Ziyan didn't expect his sword technique to be so exquisite.

This is a powerful spirit attached to the sword.

"There will not fall pine trees in the cliff!" Zhong Lingfeng smiled proudly.

Although he took seven or eight steps back in one breath, he still blocked this move and was not stunned.

"Come again!" Yuan Ziyan shouted lightly.

Zhong Lingfeng hurriedly waved his sword into an arc, gathering into a ball of clear light blocking his eyebrows.

"Swish!" Yuan Ziyan's finger force arrived.

"Ding..." The sword body trembled and the breeze disappeared.

"Du!" Yuan Ziyan issued the Soul-Suppressing Divine Edict.

Zhong Lingfeng's eyes suddenly shook violently. He gritted his teeth, regardless of wielding the sword, and the sword light surrounded him.

Yuan Ziyan slid her red lips, and her figure flashed behind him. She lightly avoided the sword light and hit him in the back with her palm.

"Bang!"

Zhong Lingfeng spewed out a bloody arrow in the air, and the momentum of the long sword was suddenly messy, and the hilt of the sword escaped from his palm.

Yuan Ziyan was proud.

A clear light came to her eyes instantly, so she couldn't react.

"Ding..." With the clear sound, the tip of the sword stopped inch outside her heart. Li Chengkong appeared beside her and slapped the sword with a palm.

The sword stopped abruptly and stopped in mid-air.

Then it turned into a breeze and shot into Zhong Lingfeng's chest.

"Puff!" Zhong Lingfeng was about to land, but was led by the sword and flew out one foot, and his limbs drooped.

He landed on the ground like a rag doll, his sword trembling in his chest.

"Master?" Yuan Ziyan breathed.

Her heartbeats faster, and she almost died just now. She never expected this guy to have such a move.

This move is a killer move and he can hardly avoid it.

Li Chengkong glared at her coldly: "You..."

She fought with others, but now she was always crushing and rarely encountered the same match.

She lacks tempering, so when she takes action, she is neither cruel nor vicious enough, nor vigilant enough, nor has she been alert enough.

She doesn't have the ability to react as fast as she can, so she almost dies.

Yuan Ziyan spread her tongue: "Master, I know I'm wrong."

"This time you're lucky, what about the next time?" Li Chengkong said angrily: "Remember the lesson this time!"

"Yes." Yuan Ziyan nodded quickly.

She turned her head and looked at Zhong Lingfeng: "Is he dead?"

"It's almost done." Li Chengkong nodded: "You still want to keep him?"

Yuan Ziyan was immediately disappointed: "I still want to accept my subordinates and be a guest minister."

"He doesn't accept anyone." Li Chengkong said coldly: "Even I'm useless."

"Oh..." Yuan Ziyan shook her head: "I just feel it's a pity, it's rare."

Li Chengkong looked at the mountain.

"Master, what's wrong with this Wansong Sword Sect?" Yuan Ziyan asked.

She came to Zhong Lingfeng, looked down at him, and before she could breathe, the sword body did not pierce into his heart, but was pierced into his right chest.

Seeing her appear, Zhong Lingfeng pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled.

Yuan Ziyan said: "How is it? Are you still a guest?"

"Haha..." Zhong Lingfeng smiled, blood gushed out of his mouth.

He felt his deadline was coming.

Too unwilling to give up!

He laughed at himself for being so frustrated that his amazing achievements were unknown to others, and his fellow disciples and elders did not know them.

"Being a guest is harder than being a death?" Yuan Ziyan shook her head: "You are so stupid."
Chapter completed!