Yan Momo slowly walked behind Zhang Zhifeng, rubbed his shoulder gently, and asked in a soft voice: "Feng, they are in trouble now, aren't you really helping them?"

Zhang Zhifeng waved his hand, stood up suddenly, walked around the house for a few times, stopped again, and quietly thinking about something.

Suddenly, Zhang Zhifeng and Yan Momo both looked at each other and looked at each other.

Someone is here again!

"Go out and have a look." Zhang Zhifeng said in a low voice, hit the door and walked out.

At first glance, on the thin clouds and pure sky, yellow and red sword energy was flying across the sky, clusters of sword energy were walking in a magical arc. From a distance, the sky was full of sword energy that was shaking for more than a hundred meters long.

In the center of the sword energy cluster, there is always a brightest sword light. Strangely, the flying sword energy does not go out from inside to outside, but instead gathers from all directions toward the brightest sword light in the middle.

The white light was like lightning. After Zhang Zhifeng appeared, he paused slightly, as if he had found the right direction, and You suddenly arrived!

Zhang Zhifeng's expression suddenly changed. The strength of the sword light was the only one he saw in life. Even the sword master at Wangjiang Tower was far less sharp than that!

A strange color flashed on Zhang Zhifeng's face, and a faint smile appeared again. He had a golden light from his fingertips, and two fingers raised, and he turned forward casually!

Click!

Zhang Zhifeng accurately clamped a white light, and the coldness like ice came from his fingers, which surprised Zhang Zhifeng. This sword was made of special materials and its quality was not worse than that of Perfect Yan Fengzi's magic sword.

"What kind of person can afford such a peerless magic weapon and have such a magical sword move?" Zhang Zhifeng's thoughts flashed in his mind, but he did not find anyone who knew him had such ability.

The sword body shrank and it actually slipped out of Zhang Zhifeng's two fingers like a loach.

Zhang Zhifeng didn't care and said loudly: "Which friend is here? Why don't you show up to meet?"

No one answered, but the White Mangqi Sword turned in the air and turned into thousands of sword lights, pouring down like raindrops.

Zhang Zhifeng swept his arms and blocked the sword light with a crackling sound. Feeling the tremor on his arm, Zhang Zhifeng's face couldn't help but become a little gloomy. If it weren't for his strong body, he would probably be injured under this blow!

"Feng, what's going on?" Yan Momo showed abnormality, and she stood up and flashed towards Zhang Zhifeng.

But the white light flashed slightly in the sky, and a distant voice came: "The flying immortal from the sky~"

Swish!

The sword light rushed towards Yan Momo at an extremely terrifying level.

Zhang Zhifeng suddenly changed color. He understood that this could never be a joke made by an old friend. It was a powerful enemy!

Zhang Zhifeng pointed hard, and the golden yellow on his finger seemed to drip. A cold light suddenly popped out from his fingertips and crashed straight into the white-mangqi sword.

"Star Ice Light!"

Zhang Zhifeng used the ancient combat skills learned from Yuanyuan's hand. Originally, this skill could only be practiced by women, but Zhang Zhifeng was already a master of Tiansheng after all, and those ridiculous **s were nothing to him. Moreover, the power of the star ice light after he changed it based on his own situation was far more powerful than the original power of this combat skill, which could be regarded as a very good Tiansheng skill.

But the small cold light hit the sword light sideways, and both of them suddenly stopped, and a wave of conspicuous ripples of air waves appeared in the air. The high-frequency impact sound waves had already left the human hearing range.

After a bang, the cold light disappeared, and the sword light remained unabated, and it shot out from the light and hit Yan Momo.

Suddenly, a hand emerged from the void and grabbed the strange sword tightly.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Zhifeng rushed out of the void. When he saw that there was no one in the place where he was originally.

Zhang Zhifeng had a hint of complacent smile at the corner of his mouth. No matter how fast this strange sword is, can it be faster than "martial arts"?

This is a small sword that is only a few inches long. It is very exquisite. I don’t know what it is made of, and it is extremely cold.

Zhang Zhifeng's face was as deep as water, he pinched the small sword and shouted angrily: "Come out! If you don't come out, I will destroy your sword!"

**Bone technique, eye orifice**, conscientious ear technique... While Zhang Zhifeng was speaking, he had already used great means to find the people hiding around him.

However, nothing happened.

Zhang Zhifeng is very confident in his skills. If he can't find the other party even if the three techniques are used together, then there is only one possibility - the other party is not here.

"Flying Immortal from the Sky?" Yan Momo walked up and looked at the little sword in Zhang Zhifeng's hand, as if she was frowning slightly in memory. "I remember the master said that this seems to be the unique skill of the 'Extraterritorial Sword Sect'. The strange sword has a spirit and can kill people thousands of miles away! Strange, why do they have to deal with us?"

"Outside the Sword Sect? Is it a place name outside the domain? Where is it?" Zhang Zhifeng raised his eyebrows.

"I don't know either. In short, this sect is very mysterious. Everyone only knows that they come from 'outside the domain', but no one knows where it is." Yan Momo thought for a while and said.

"Forget it, this little sword is very valuable, and the person who uses this sword is definitely not a mediocre person. The opponent's skill is absolutely amazing. Humph, if I take his sword, I don't believe that he can still hold back and not show up!" A cold light flashed in Zhang Zhifeng's eyes, "When he comes, I will let him know who can't mess with me!"

But what surprised Zhang Zhifeng was that the small sword with dazzling light in his hand gradually dimmed, and the sword body, which was already trembling, was completely calm. Could it be that the other party had given up this sword?

If this is true, Zhang Zhifeng would have to re-estimate these enemies hidden in the dark. Not everyone can give up such a strange sword. It is a distraction that Zhang Zhifeng was inexplicably shocked.

"If you are willing to give so much, you will have great plans!" Zhang Zhifeng said slowly and upset, and he had completely let go of his contempt for "him" or "them".

"Someone is here." Yan Momo suddenly said.

But Zhang Zhifeng walked into the house slowly: "It's Ben Xiaoji."

"Hey, brother, where have you been hiding this year? I have never been able to contact you!" Bon Xiaoji flew away from afar. He saw Zhang Zhifeng early and asked loudly.

"Come in and sit down, let's talk about it." Zhang Zhifeng sighed lightly.

Bon Xiaoji flew over with a cry, stopped in confusion, and then walked into the inconspicuous house between Zhang Zhifeng and the others.

"You don't seem to be very happy, hey, what's wrong?" asked Bon Xiaoji.

Zhang Zhifeng shook his head, suddenly smiled, reached out to hold Ben Xiaoji's hand, looked around and said, "This pair of hands full of labor glory is black enough, dirty enough, and rough enough!"

"Get out!" Ben Xiaoji pulled his hand back and cursed angrily.

Zhang Zhifeng laughed and said, "How is it? You have done a lot of work with those old men over the past year?"

"Don't mention, there are several large forests of trees that I planted by myself." Bon Xiaoji smiled bitterly, then shook his head, and said directly, "The Tower of Heaven is about to open. I have always heard of it, but I have never seen it before. I am very curious about that thing! How are you? Well, you are not as big as me, so of course you have never seen it. I am thinking, we should join forces to make a big splash!"

Zhang Zhifeng was amused and crying: "What is the Tower of Heaven? It is a treasure treasure that people can fight for? I heard that there are endless dangers. If you are not careful, the master of Tiansheng will be finished. What's more, the cultivators of each Great Six gather, and I don't know how many strong people there are, and how many conspiracies there are..."

Ben Xiaoji interrupted impatiently: "Of course I know, okay, don't let my mother-in-law and mother. What do you think? Don't want to go with me?"

Zhang Zhifeng smiled and patted Ben Xiaoji on the shoulder, and said happily: "I forgot that you are a big deal on the surface, but in fact you are a person with a delicate mind. Well, I am too concerned. As for this Tower of Heaven, of course we are going to be together. In that place, there will be some friends who can give his back to him. It will definitely be good!"

Bon Xiaoji laughed and suddenly asked, "You don't hide your skills and breath, Yinyun and the others should arrive soon? The last time I saw that guy was half a year ago. He seemed to have mastered the power of the sea! Then we will call the old guys in Jiran City. You don't know that their Eighteen Demon-Destroying Palms are now so powerful, tsk tsk."

Zhang Zhifeng's expression became gloomy.

Ben Xiaoji was stunned and turned to Yan Momo and asked, "What's wrong with him?"

Yan Momo looked at Zhang Zhifeng worriedly and replied, "Yinyun and the others have just arrived, but Feng and Yinyun have a falling out."

"Have you had a fall?" Bon Xiaoji raised his eyebrows in confusion, "Zhang Zhifeng, what's going on?"

"Where are the Tianshengs in Jiran City?" Zhang Zhifeng suddenly looked up and asked.

"They have returned to Jiran City. Oh, I didn't tell you that Jiran City has been rebuilt. Although the population is not as large as before, the power of the cultivators has not been greatly damaged."

"Is there a map?" Zhang Zhifeng asked.

"Uh, yes, yes!" Bon Xiaoji showed his hands and unfolded a map of animal skins in the room, "We are here."

Zhang Zhifeng glanced at it and said, "Jiran City is here," he frowned, "Well, where are the forces in Yinyun and their sea areas concentrated?"

Ben Xiaoji pointed to the corner below the map: "I don't have it on this map, but I know that they are probably in this place."

"Let's go now!" Zhang Zhifeng said, his body already walking out, "Immediately notify the Tiansheng in Jiran City and ask them to come here too!"

"What, what's wrong?" Bon Xiaoji couldn't help panic when he saw Zhang Zhifeng suddenly showing an anxious look.

"Yinyun Tan Youyin is in trouble!" Zhang Zhifeng said briefly, "They came to ask for help before. Damn, Yinyun and the others came to me must be taking a big risk!"

"But why didn't they come to me? I'm also their friend." Bon Xiaoji hesitated.

Zhang Zhifeng's eyes shrank: "The power of the troops is very limited. They probably don't want to drag you down. Don't look at me, huh, think about it, wherever I am, will there be any casualties among their cultivators and soldiers?"

"Oh!" Bon Xiao responded long, and couldn't help but think that Zhang Zhifeng could indeed turn the situation around with Zhang Zhifeng in the sea, but why did he ask the Jiran City Tiansheng? Could it be that there are many masters on the other side?
Chapter completed!