Zhang Zhifeng looked at the surprise of the ten heavenly saints in Jiran City in disbelief and was imaginable...

He has personal experience of the power of the bald Tiansheng, at least he himself cannot hurt the other party in the real battle. He even feels that it is basically impossible for anyone to defeat the bald Tiansheng at the level of the Tiansheng Realm. Perhaps only the Blue Sky Saint who has reached the threshold of the Xuansheng can beat him.

The gap in the strength of the Heavenly Saint Realm will almost make the absolute battle victory or defeat difficult to make up for by the number of cultivators.

The strength shown by the ten heavenly sacred places in Jiran City immediately shocked the cultivators of the ancient sects who were about to move.

The bald Tiansheng flew back with blood coughing and he didn't get close to him, but looked at the ten Tianshengs from afar and suddenly said, "What a powerful joint attack combat skill, I want to ask what the name of this palm is?"

Yiku Xiu Tiansheng said coldly: "Eighteen Palms of Destroying Demons!"

"Eighteen Palms of Demon-Destroying Demons? What a mighty name!" The bald Tiansheng's tongue pressed against his lips. It was completely tense and the blood stains that had not been removed from it, but it felt a sense of hideousness when it went up.

"Since you don't welcome us, then we, the kind-hearted colleagues who come to pay tribute, have only heartbroken and retreated! Say goodbye!"

Bald Tiansheng quickly threw down a sentence and immediately waved his hand and flew away with the person.

"Slow!" With an angry shout, a large group of cultivators flew out from Lingyun Mountain behind Zhang Zhifeng and others, but there were not many holy realms!

This force is also known as the cultivators of the huge ancient sect's faces became even more gloomy.

The bald Tiansheng turned around and his eyes were filled with cold light: "I wonder what else can I see?"

"Hmph!" A master of the holy realm of Jiran City flew out and stared at the bald Tiansheng with hatred eyes and said, "It's cruel to have slaughtered more than 100,000 ordinary residents in the city in the past month! It's impossible to just forget this account, right?"

His words were gritting hatred and murderous intent, and what he said made Zhang Zhifeng and others feel like they were murderous.

The bald Tiansheng and others had already secretly said that something was wrong. At this time, the cultivators of Jiran City were so clear about the situation, but they were expressing the attitude of Jiran City itself!

Fight! Bloody battle, blood debt and blood repayment!

The ten saints of the sages of the sage were stunned at the same time and then they all beat their feet and stamped their grief.

The 'Big Brother' suddenly opened his eyes and cursed: "Why didn't you notify us of such a big deal? Why didn't you tell us that they were massacring people in my city?" He chased the master of the Holy Realm who spoke and punched him in a mess, making him cry and begged for mercy.

Then the saint said with a grievance, "It was my master, you guys who told me in advance that even if the sky was smashed down, it would not disturb your cultivation..."

The Ascetic Cultivation Heavenly Saint glared at him and stopped entangling here.

Ten Heavenly Saint masters forced forward at the same time and their breath tightly locked the cultivators of the eighteen sects that remained after Yingyue Sect and Wangjiang Tower.

"Today we will fight to the end to wash away my traces of the city's shame and righteousness!"

A Tiansheng of Jiran City said excitedly.

As he spoke, the bodies of the ten heavenly saints were once again superimposed in the air with the light and shadow on their bodies faintly appearing and faintly connecting into a huge palm shape.

Suddenly, with a loud bang, the attack of ten people had unconsciously descended on the heads of cultivators of the sixteen ancient sects!

The bald Tiansheng first met him and swung his Zen staff into a golden light and sprinkled it in all directions to form a huge defensive momentum.

The other sects of Heavenly Saints and Holy Realm all turned their power to the limit. Everyone pushed a huge light cover to cover all of them.

However, a huge palm suddenly descended, both the golden light of the bald Tiansheng and the light shields gathered together by other cultivators were destroyed and shattered!

A powerful palm suddenly rang and swept past with the screams of many cultivators.

After this attack, the first-class masters among the sixteen ancient sects were almost dead. Even the masters of the Holy Realm were seriously injured and unable to move. A group of Tiansheng masters were also shaking.

This is the power of the "Eighteen Demon-Destroying Palms" that the saints of Ku Xiu Tian have been devoted to practicing!

Such a powerful force has exceeded the limit that Tiansheng can reach!

"You forced me!" The bald Tiansheng roared and suddenly flashed. He actually gave up the cultivators of his own sect no longer cared about the safety of everyone in the Sixteen Ancient Sects. He directly rushed into the group of people where the masters of the Holy Realm of Jiran City were!

Suddenly, golden rain flew over and one by one, the Holy Land masters and first-class masters in Jiran City turned into bloody rains, which was particularly miserable.

Jiran City Tiansheng was shocked and his eyes were so loud that he screamed and screamed. A huge black palm shadow fell from the sky and directly smashed the bald Tiansheng into the deep underground!

Zhang Zhifeng was stunned by the fact that these changes came too quickly!

The Killing Heavenly Saints in Jiran City are decisive and unkind and ruthless. The bald Tiansheng... is a complete madman.

When I said this, I soon saw the palm print that overwhelmed the bald Tiansheng swept across the cultivators of the Sixteen Ancient Sects.

Hearing a sound of popping and numbing the scalp.

When the black palm shadow disappeared after one or two seconds, Zhang Zhifeng looked at the sixteen ancient sects and saw that the cultivators of the sixteen ancient sects had almost died and were killed and injured. Only a few saints and a few saints masters were still alive.

"What are you doing when you stand there? Run!" Suddenly, the ground exploded and the head of the Heavenly Saint flew out from it and ran directly into the distance, leaving a sentence without looking back.

The cultivators of the sixteen sects had no intention of fighting, and then they even lost their backbone and fled quickly.

Zhang Zhifeng noticed that the ten Ku Xiu Tian Sheng were sweating and exhausted, and obviously it was difficult for him to make such an incredible attack for a while.

The saints and Tiansheng from the sixteen sects were so embarrassed, but they escaped from the extreme. Ten Tianshengs were powerless to chase others and dared not chase them.

Yingyue Tiansheng was sweating coldly at this time, and the Yingyue Sect cultivators she brought were all extremely panicked.

At this time, the cultivators in Jiran City naturally turned their attention to the Yingyue Sect and the group of people.

At this moment, Zhang Zhifeng suddenly heard the voice transmission from the senior brother Tiansheng of Jiran City: "At first, I didn't know that they killed the people in my city, so they wanted to sell you face..."

His words were interrupted and he did not finish speaking, but Zhang Zhifeng already understood what the other party meant, and his heart sank.

The meaning of the words "Senior Brother" is very obvious, he is not going to let go of the cultivators of Yingyue Sect again!

Yingyue Tiansheng came up at this time. She stared at the ten remnant cultivators and said slowly: "I, Yingyue Sect's people, did not kill the killings in the city, and they did not kill people for no reason. They did not kill you in Jiran City indiscriminately."

The saints of Ku Xiu Tian didn't say anything, but the Eighteen Palms of Destroying Demons were ready again and aimed at Yingyue Tian Sheng.

"Master!" Yan Momo screamed and rushed to Yingyuetiansheng.

Zhang Zhifeng was shocked and hurriedly followed.

Seeing Zhang Zhifeng coming to the top ten Ku Xiu Tiansheng, he couldn't help but stop his hand.

Yingyue Tiansheng looked at Zhang Zhifeng gratefully and looked at the cultivators in Jiran City and continued, "I think that is not enough to make our Yingyue Sect and your Jiran City a great enemy of life and death! I am willing to cut off one arm to apologize here!" Yan Momo's face suddenly changed and was about to exclaim, but he saw Li Mang flashing with one of the arms of Yue Tiansheng had left his body and fell down from the high air until he hit the ground with a snap.

"Master..." Yan Momo's tears suddenly flowed out.

The ten saints of Ku Xiu Tian stopped for a moment but slowly raised their palms...

"Brother Zhang, please get out of here!"

Zhang Zhifeng couldn't help but reach out and pulled Yan Momo, but Yan Momo was unmoved and hugged Yingyue Tiansheng's only remaining arm tightly.

"Stop!" Zhang Zhifeng flew forward with a calm face and suddenly said, "Seniors, there is no benefit for anyone to fight and kill like this. Since Yingyue Tiansheng has cut off her arm and apologized, it's better to let it go."

Wow!

Zhang Zhifeng suddenly pulled out the magic sword and flicked his fingers to make a clear sound of Yue. This was the first time he showed this sword to the people of Jiran City.

"This sword was given by Perfect Yan Fengzi, but I will give it to you now. After all, it is the most important weapon of your master. It is more meaningful to you."

Zhang Zhifeng stretched out his hands and spread the black black sword with his eyes looking at the saints of Ku Xiutian.

The saints of Ku Xiu Tian slowly put away the gesture of the Eighteen Palms of Demon-Destroying Demons and came forward and reached out to take the magic sword respectfully.

It is indeed as Zhang Zhifeng said that this sword is too great to them for them to refuse.

Of course, the grudge between Yingyue Sect and Jiran City was resolved.

The people of Yingyue Sect cannot stay in Jiran City for too long. Yingyue Tiansheng immediately took his disciples away. Yan Momo was sad and naturally left with his master's arm.

Zhang Zhifeng has nothing to do if he stays in Jiran City at this moment, and why is he willing to leave Yan Momo now and he will leave together immediately.

"Brother Zhang, wait."

A Jiran City Tiansheng chased after him and stuffed Zhang Zhifeng a gem with a strange shape and whispered: "When our little brothers come out of seclusion, we will use this thing to contact you to remove the demonic energy for you!"

Zhang Zhifeng nodded and turned to follow Yan Momo.

Yinyun and Mr. Tan temporarily stayed in Jiran City to practice.

For some reason, Bon Xiaoji did not leave. He followed Zhang Zhifeng without saying a word and left Jiran City with the Yingyue Sect's team and headed towards Yingyue Sect.

Yingyue Sect never accepts outsiders, but no one expressed opposition to Zhang Zhifeng and Ben Xiaoji who followed Zhang Zhifeng.

...

Once again, Zhang Zhifeng stood on the building-like deck of Wangjiang Tower and looked at the surging river water quietly thinking, following the railings.

He arrived in Jiran City not long, but everything that happened was so rich.

Zhang Zhifeng couldn't help but clench his fists. The biggest gain was that he had been together with Yan Momo and both broke through to the realm of the Heavenly Saint.

From then on, he is also a top-notch strong man standing at the top of the Great Six Cultivation World and able to dominate the side!

Suddenly, Zhang Zhifeng turned his head and looked at Ben Xiaoji who was frowning silently and frowned slightly.
Chapter completed!