"Bold ghosts are arrogant" Xuan Feng glared, and suddenly a majestic voice came out of his mouth, and a layer of purple light lit up around his body, and the momentum of the whole person rose sharply.
The corpse qi that originally permeated Zhang Cheng's body also retreated from Xuan Feng's side, as if he had encountered an invisible wall of qi.
"Cut and pretend" Zhang Cheng's face was fearless, he raised his head to meet him, his mouth opened, and a mouthful of ghost qi erupted, forming a hideous skull, emitting a terrible ghost roar, and flying towards Xuanfeng.
Xuan Feng snorted, the evil sword in his hand shook, and with a "poof" sound, he held the hilt of the sword and slashed down, and a purple light flashed, smashing the skull into the air.
"Something capable."
Zhang Cheng looked at the sword in Xuan Feng's hand intently, and saw that the sword was about two fingers wide, and even in the dark night, it was full of cold light, giving people a sense of sharpness.
If it's just sharp, Zhang Cheng doesn't care about it, after all, his body can even block bullets, and wanting to hurt himself with a sword is tantamount to a fool's dream.
The only thing that made him jealous was the righteous qi emitted from the sword's body, which faintly restrained the ghost power in his body.
The sword is a gentleman's weapon, and it can naturally ward off evil spirits, not to mention being refined into a magic weapon, which is definitely countless times more powerful than the peachwood sword.
Zhang Cheng frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "It's really cheap, I don't know if Your Excellency has practiced to the point of uniting people and cheap."
Xuan Feng was stunned, and a trace of smugness flashed in his eyes, "Even if you know the goods, this is the treasure of my Sanyuan View of Zhenguan, specializing in killing demons and evils, if you know each other, it is best to kneel obediently and beg for mercy, otherwise the evil sword will come out, and the gods and ghosts will be invincible."
"Say you're fat, you're still panting," Zhang Cheng rolled his eyes, "No matter how powerful things are, it depends on how the person who uses them is, just if you want to stop me, hehe, I advise you to save it." ” "Bold" Xuan Feng was furious, holding the sword in his right hand, and wiping his left hand on the blade of the sword, leaving a line of blood, and recited aloud in his mouth: "Lang Lang Sun and Moon Qiankun, the brilliance protects my golden body, and the demons and ghosts in the Quartet instantly turn into smoke and dust and sword to punish evil" I saw Xuan Feng wave his right hand, and the evil sword fell towards Zhang Cheng's head.
A glimmer of light flashed in Zhang Cheng's eyes, and he also wanted to try how powerful the so-called treasure of the town hall was, so he didn't dodge or dodge, and his hands suddenly closed upwards and clamped them on the sword body.
"Looking for Death" Xuan Feng shouted, and the sword was pressed down hard, until it reached the top of Zhang Cheng's head, and he couldn't go down an inch.
A large amount of corpse qi poured out of Zhang Cheng's hand, entangled with the purple qi on the sword's body, and kept devouring each other.
It was just a blink of an eye, and the purple light on the Evil Sword dimmed, and he was forced to retreat by the corpse qi.
Zhang Cheng is already an iron corpse, how terrifying is the corpse qi in his body, and although Sanyuanguan is a big mountain gate in Jiangcheng, it is not worth mentioning in the entire Daomen, and the so-called treasure of Zhenguan can be so powerful.
The magic weapon of the Daomen is divided into nine sections of light according to the spirituality of mana, and the legendary seven-star Longquan sword of Maoshan and the pine-patterned Guding sword of Longhu Mountain are the magic weapons of nine sections of light.
And this evil sword, although the name is awesome, but it is just a magic weapon of the five stages of light, and it is naturally invincible when encountering ordinary demons, but it is still a little not enough to see Zhang Cheng.
"Bold ghost thing, you still dare to resist Tianwei" Xuan Feng saw that the evil sword was actually blocked by Zhang Cheng, and even faintly defaced, he hurriedly bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the sword body.
"The Sword Destroys the Evil" With the help of the blood on the tip of the tongue, the evil sword suddenly burst with purple light, swinging away the inky black corpse qi and pressing down on the top of Zhang Cheng's head.
"Paralyzed" Zhang Cheng scolded angrily, his body was short and he dodged, and with a wrong step, he approached Xuan Feng sideways, and punched out.
Xuan Feng's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly raised the scabbard in his left hand and blocked it in front of him.
"Bang" With a muffled sound, Xuan Feng felt an irresistible force coming, and the whole person flew backwards, and then fell heavily on the steps, his head slammed on the ground, and a finger-long hole was broken, and blood flowed.
Xuan Feng just wanted to struggle to get up, but suddenly his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the purple light on his body slowly dissipated.
Although the scabbard blocked Zhang Cheng's fist, it did not block the strong wind emitted from the fist.
You must know that Zhang Cheng's "Pegasus Meteor Fist" can even break rocks, although Xuan Feng cast a spell to please the gods, but it was only borrowed mana, and his body was still the same as that of ordinary people.
But even so, there was a strange collapse in Xuan Feng's left chest, and I don't know how many ribs were broken.
"I just said, no matter how powerful the weapon is, it still depends on the person, my body is the best weapon, just an evil sword wants to hurt me, hehe" Zhang Cheng hugged his arms and looked at Xuan Feng condescendingly, with a stinky fart on his face.
"You" Xuan Feng's eyes flashed with endless anger, and as soon as he moved, the sharp pain in his chest almost didn't make him faint.
"Tsk" Zhang Cheng shook his head, bent down and picked up the evil sword that fell to the ground, regardless of the corrosion of the purple qi on the body of the sword, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he was about to slash towards the Xuanfeng sword as soon as he raised his hand.
"How dare you" At this moment, an angry rebuke sounded from the apse, and Wu Jianfeng pushed the door out, his face was frosty, and he glared at Zhang Cheng angrily.
"Finally willing to come out" Zhang Cheng smiled, threw the evil sword in his hand, and glared back at Wu Jianfeng.
The disciples in the apse came out, and when they saw Xuan Feng's miserable appearance, their faces were immediately full of indignation.
"Lord, this miscellaneous is too ruthless" "Lord, you have to avenge Uncle Xuanfeng" "Cut this evil ghost with a thousand knives, and then seal his soul, so that he can taste the taste of karmic fire refining soul" "Noisy your mother" In the face of everyone's angry reprimand, Zhang Cheng did not show weakness, and opened his mouth to scold back, "Whoever wants to kill me, just do it, do you Sanyuanguan only play with mouth cannons" When the disciples heard this, they became more and more annoyed, and scolded: "You evil ghost who kills people without blinking, don't think that you can do whatever you want by relying on your advanced cultivation."
"Today, our three-element view will crush your bones and scatter ashes" "I wanted to let you live, but who knows if you don't know what to do, don't think about leaving today" "Shut up" Wu Jianfeng's face sank like water, and he shouted angrily, and the disciples behind him were stunned for a moment, and then stopped.
Wu Jianfeng looked at Zhang Cheng, murderous intent loomed in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Poor Dao didn't want to fight with you, but you have no choice but to force you step by step, then don't blame Poor Dao for being ruthless."
"Step by step" When Zhang Cheng heard this, he immediately became angry, and sneered: "This should be what I said, I didn't want to wash the Sanyuan Concept in blood, I wanted to let you go, although I know that you don't know what to do, you still dare to hire a murderer to kill my friend, are you transparent to me Zhang Cheng?"
"Bloody Mouth" "How could I do such a despicable and shameless thing?"
"You don't splash dirty water, there is a kind of evidence" As soon as these words came out, everyone was even more angry, and they couldn't hold back their rebuttals, Wu Jianfeng also frowned, and scolded angrily: "Nonsense, poor people have always acted above board, when you have done this kind of thing, you can beat it, and make fewer excuses" Zhang Cheng stared at Wu Jianfeng's expression carefully, and seeing that the other party didn't look like lying, he also had some doubts in his heart, thought about it and said in a deep voice: "Let me ask you, is there a disciple named Luo Sencai under your door, do you dare to call him out to confront him face to face."
"Why don't you dare" Wu Jianfeng also noticed that something was wrong, turned his head and glanced at it, and asked, "What about Rosencai?"
The disciple standing in the back looked around, showing a puzzled expression.
"Hey, I was standing in the back just now, why did I suddenly disappear":