The two of them were running in the mountains one by one and the other. Stopping meant death, and Jingyao ran wildly!

He has used tantra, which can double his degree in a very short time! But that is also a desperate method. The longer he uses it, the greater the harm he will be. What frightens him was that Zhang Zhifeng was following him tightly, and even if he had used tantra, he still couldn't get rid of it!

Jing Zao's mind turned sharply. He had to think of a solution, otherwise he would really be able to die here!

"Damn, why is this kid so fast?" Jing Zao cursed in his heart...

The distance between Zhang Zhifeng and Jingzao gradually narrowed, and Zhang Zhifeng's powerful recovery ability made him recover more than he consumed during this rush. The invasion in his body gradually increased, and the degree was faster!

What made Zhang Zhifeng laugh secretly was that this fool was actually running around in the mountains and fleeing down the mountain, which allowed him to chase and kill without any care.

The two of them were flying in the mountains like two ripples of light smoke. The luster of the martial arts of the Jingchi was blue, like the sky and the sea, while Zhang Zhifeng's martial arts were burning like fire! The color of each water and fire was so beautiful, but the murderous aura revealed in it was unbearable.

The ingenuity in the body is gradually recovering, and the recovery itself is faster. Zhang Zhifeng has input a lot of skills into his left arm. The sleeves of his left arm have long been broken, and his muscle-strength arms are shrouded in thick flames!

The sense of oppression caused by the danger of life suddenly increased Jingyao's degree. Zhang Zhifeng was several percent faster than at the beginning, but he could not get closer to him anymore. But Jingyao also knew that this was not a long-term solution. He couldn't hold on for long, and not to mention that the distance between Zhang Zhifeng and him has always been maintained at only one meter!

And the murderous punch has been raised!

Zhang Zhifeng clenched his five fingers tightly, and he wanted to ensure that he could kill this guy with one punch. At this moment, the guy in front of him twisted his body. Although his length had not diminished, Zhang Zhifeng's eyes lit up. It was difficult to dodge with his eyes in his current position. If he punched him, he would die!

"It's now!" Han punched out with a fierce punch.

Jing Zao suddenly turned around, not looking at the punch, but shouted at the distance: "Kill the Prince of Fishman!"

He was betting that Zhang Zhifeng would be slightly distracted due to Chen Yun, so that he had the opportunity to avoid this punch and then run away.

Unfortunately, Zhang Zhifeng could not hear anything in his ears now. His punch was as fast as lightning and as fast as the wind, and he rushed straight to the door of Jingchi's face!

Seeing that Zhang Zhifeng had no response to his shouting, Jingsha instantly gave up. At this time, he really saw a Yin Xiu climbing up from the ground, holding a big knife, and slowly walking towards Chen Yun. After the battle formation was broken, most of the cultivators fell to the ground, but a few of them were not dead. Jingsha himself also sat down on the ground and then got up!

It’s not that Zhang Zhifeng was accidentally, but that he had no time to check it out, and he had no hobby of corpses! The voice cultivators did not use practice bags, and they could not tell their life and death just from the appearance.

An excited light burst out from Jingzao's eyes. What if he could kill the Golden Mew Prince this time?

However, Zhang Zhifeng was shocked by the excitement in Jingyao's eyes. Is there any danger in his senior brother? Look back and see the Yinxiu holding a big knife in his hand and heading towards Chen Yunxing with difficulty. Zhang Zhifeng was shocked and did not bother to kill the guy in front of him, and rushed towards Chen Yun.

Jing Zao was stunned. The quick delivery between life and death made him a little surprised, but he immediately turned around and ran straight to the foot of the mountain!

"Bang." Zhang Zhifeng easily punched the Yin Xiu who was holding a knife. This cultivator had no skill in his body and was even difficult to walk. How could he resist Zhang Zhifeng's fierce fist? Even Zhang Zhifeng thought that even if the Yin Xiu chopped his senior brother with a knife, he might not be able to hurt him! But even though that was the case, he did not dare to let the cultivator cut Chen Yun's sword. After all, the senior brother was practicing and could not be disturbed.

After killing this cultivator, Zhang Zhifeng saw that there were still a few cultivators who fell to the ground not far away, so he immediately went over and punched him!

When I looked up again, I saw that Jingzao had escaped far away and was almost gone.

With a roar, Zhang Zhifeng chased him again.

While running, the buzzing sound in my ears replaced the sound of wind. Zhang Zhifeng comforted himself, the master would definitely cure my ears!

Although he could not hear the sound of the wind in his ears, he could feel the wind blowing through his body, and it was more delicate and real! With this feeling, Zhang Zhifeng kept adjusting his movements and stances, striving to speed up!

Finally, after leaving Monkey King Mountain, Zhang Zhifeng stopped Jingzao, sneered, and punched him. He didn't want to say anything to the other party, and there was nothing to say. He didn't want to let the other party find an opportunity to escape because of his time! He has seen such things in books a lot.

"You can't kill me!" Jing Zao yelled violently.

Zhang Zhifeng was stunned, and the strength on his fist couldn't help but relax, but he still smashed it out without stopping.

"Bang!" The bones on Jingchi's chest shattered, and the person flew to the sky with him!

Zhang Zhifeng felt that strange feeling again. He knew that most of the punching force was pulled apart by the other party in a strange way, and the force that really hit Jingyao's body was not very strong!

With a leap of force, Zhang Zhifeng punched Jingzao again. He slightly changed the intention of the fist. He was no longer completely strong, but also had a hint of softness. I believe that the other party would not be spared if this punch was pushed!

"Hiss!"

Zhang Zhifeng was shocked. Before his punch hit Jingcao, the latter's arms suddenly disappeared, turning into black smoke, flying up and down! A foul stench rushed out. Zhang Zhifeng did not dare to be careless and hurriedly took a few steps back, but his body still couldn't help but feel weak.

Jing Zao glanced at Zhang Zhifeng, his eyes full of resentment, and said, "What you give today will be returned several times in the future!"

After saying that, he turned into a stream of light and flashed away.

Zhang Zhifeng nipped his feet and was about to chase him, but a sudden resistance appeared in his body. Chuangli was running hard for a while and he couldn't even raise the level.

Zhang Zhifeng quickly activated his power to drive away the energy. The energy was not very strong, and Zhang Zhifeng quickly cleared it.

But Jingzao had already escaped very far, and the terrain outside was complicated, so it was impossible for Zhang Zhifeng to catch up with him!

With his eyes narrowed, Zhang Zhifeng sneered in his heart, come and kill us brothers, can I still let you escape? His wrist trembled, and a dagger appeared in his hand, with a black color and a cold light flashing on the blade, which was exactly the one he used to sneak attack him at the beginning.

His arm trembled slightly, then waved his strength, and the dagger came out of his hand, turned into a phantom, and headed straight for the eyes in the distance.

The dagger hit the vital point and stabbed directly into the back of Jingyao's head. He screamed in a slap, Jingyao was already lying on the ground!

Zhang Zhifeng rushed over quickly, stepped on Jingchi with one foot, and pulled out the dagger. Blood spurted out with a thunderous sound, reaching above Zhang Zhifeng's head. Zhang Zhifeng quickly dodged and dodged.

Jingyao trembled his body and turned slowly! Zhang Zhifeng couldn't help but be surprised. Is this guy still dead?

Jing Zao stared at Zhang Zhifeng tightly, unable to see any expression, but Zhang Zhifeng was a little scared, as if the godless gaze was an irresistible ferocious killing move.

"I will take revenge!"

Jingzao could no longer speak, and used his only skill to transmit a voice to Zhang Zhifeng, then turned his head and died!

It just so happened that Zhang Zhifeng can and can only hear the sound transmission of martial arts, so he heard it!

"I will take revenge!" "I will take revenge!" "I will take revenge!" "I will take revenge!"...

This sentence has been echoing in Zhang Zhifeng's mind, and his voice is getting louder and louder. Zhang Zhifeng stays in his original place, his face pale. A person throws a sentence "I will take revenge" and dies, which is really unbearable!

a long time……

He shook his head suddenly and Zhang Zhifeng woke up. His mood is very stable now, otherwise it may take longer to wake up. It must be this guy who deliberately scared me, or he was unconscious when he was about to die! To comfort himself, Zhang Zhifeng still used a stream of ingenuity with concern. The scorching ingenuity directly burned his body into ashes.

He sighed and looked again with some trepidation. Zhang Zhifeng was floating back quickly. I wonder how his senior brother is now?

...

Chen Yun kept waving his hands. In the movements that were almost the same as using the Holy Medical Arts, a stream of black air swept out from his body, his face was rosy and calm, and the inner demon was gone, but he was taking the opportunity to break through again!

Zhang Zhifeng stood beside his senior brother and looked at the black aura that was blown out of his senior brother. He was very surprised! It was clearly the senior brother who refined the inner demons in his body! Refining the inner demons into his own skills! Zhang Zhifeng also heard his elders say this magical method when he was a child, but he didn't expect that the senior brother could do it. What made him do this was the "holy medical technique"!

"As the supreme technique of the master, the holy medical technique must be not as simple as medical technique! There are so many magical books and medical masters, but the master doesn't care about those. It seems that there is a reason for the master to let his senior brother learn holy medical technique before he can come out!"

Zhang Zhifeng was thinking about things, but there was no doubt that his desire for holy medical skills has reached a considerable level. He fainted from the sea of ​​alien fluid, which made him lose the opportunity to worship his ancestors this year, and also lost the opportunity to practice holy medical skills this year.

He used to see this, but now he has to feel sorry for himself!

"There are more than ten months left! Then let's practice with peace of mind during this period! Divine weapons, first-class masters!" he muttered silently.

In the early morning, the rising sun had already brought the heat to roast people. Zhang Zhifeng, who was sitting on the ground, gently opened his eyes and stared at the sun, as if he could see something beautiful from the big fireball.

Chen Yun still sat quietly with his eyes closed and just practiced quietly.

Turning his head to look at his senior brother, Zhang Zhifeng sighed. The senior brother was worry-free and practiced everywhere, but it was a bit boring for him to protect him. But he also knew that Chen Yun was under too much pressure and had to practice with all his strength!

"When the senior brother wakes up, he must return to the stone chamber. It seems that this Monkey King Mountain is not safe!"

After moving his body for a while, the old lady seemed to appear in front of Zhang Zhifeng, mainly the ball of flesh like a small eyeball, which seemed to be staring at him in front of him again.

The hot sun shone on his body, but Zhang Zhifeng hit a chill and turned around. There was no real person around him, so he felt a little relieved! That old lady was also from the Monkey King Mountain? There were so many masters living in seclusion on such a small hill. Zhang Zhifeng was surprised.

He took out the dagger and looked at it in front of the sun, and admired it fiercely. This thing was not only very sharp but also extremely hard. With Zhang Zhifeng's eyesight, he could not see any scratches on it.

"Why can't such a sharp dagger hurt me?" Zhang Zhifeng gently stroked the sharp knife edge of the dagger, then looked at the soft sword thrown beside him. It was the weapon that caused the wound on his neck. He picked it up from not far away last night.

I picked up the soft sword and flicked it gently. A crisp sound came out. The sword was a good sword, but it was just a good sword. It was still of an ordinary quality, which was much worse than a dagger!

"Why can this sword hurt me?" Chuangli inputs the soft sword, and with a "buzz", the soft sword is stretched straight, the tip of the sword trembles slightly, Zhang Zhifeng blew a sigh of "hiss", the sound of the sword blade breaking through the air sounded, and the sound was pleasant. He nodded with satisfaction: "Good sword!"

The sword finger gently touched the finger, and the finger was cut open immediately. Bloodline slowly oozed out of the small wound, and was soon sealed by the wound and recovered quickly! This small wound is nothing to ordinary people, let alone to second-rate masters!

He stabbed his fingers with a dagger, but no matter how hard he used, he could not stab his fingers with a dagger, as if his skin was as hard as steel at that moment.

When Zhang Zhifeng thought that when he threw the dagger to kill Jingzao, the dagger seemed to not absorb the power, and his power could not be lost. Could it be that it was the reason for his skill?

Trying to input skills into the dagger, but as expected, I can't instill the skills into the dagger at all.

Walking to the ground where the killers died, Zhang Zhifeng picked up a steel knife.

"Bang!" The blade cracked, and the steel knife could not hurt him. He could inject his skills into it and cut it gently.

"Hiss!" The skin broke open and the wound appeared!

"It's true!" Zhang Zhifeng nodded. At first, the sharp arrow shot from the hammer-shaped instrument could not hurt him. It seemed that the sharp arrow was popped out of the mechanism and did not inject his skills. From this point of view, weapons without injecting their skills could not hurt him!

But Zhang Zhifeng couldn't help but be excited. The sharpness of the dagger can be seen at a glance. Even a sharp dagger cannot hurt his body, which means that he will hardly be injured by any sharp weapon without infusing skills. Many hidden weapons and many dangers in nature are sharp and hard, but they have no skills. Then with this powerful body alone, he can gain an advantage among the cultivators of the same level!

But this is nothing. What really makes Zhang Zhifeng excited is his skills!

How did a strong body come from? Isn’t it just strengthened by ingenuity? In this way, his body will only become stronger and stronger, and he will even be truly unafraid of any attacks in the future. Thinking that one day in the future, he will be able to rush into the enemy group and use it freely, beating one enemy by another, urinating one by one, flowing through flowers and water, Zhang Zhifeng couldn’t help laughing out loud.

But he didn't care and couldn't hear it now. It took him a while to stop laughing and his imagination.

If creativity can strengthen the body, how magical his technique will be! Zhang Zhifeng doesn’t know the original name of his technique, nor how many realms and levels it has. He doesn’t even know the true origin of this technique and the direction of future practice, but just strengthening the body makes him unable to put it down. Zhang Zhifeng believes that if this technique is spread, it will definitely make the cultivators in the world fight to the death!

But that is impossible. Not to mention that only Zhang Zhifeng knows this technique, and even if he wants to teach this technique to others, he can't do it!

The light flashed in his eyes, and Zhang Zhifeng had already determined the direction for himself.

When he suddenly thought of something, Zhang Zhifeng's body suddenly rushed to the group of cultivators forming a battle formation. Each of them fell to the ground. Zhang Zhifeng did not destroy their bodies. This required a decision to wait until the senior brother woke up.

One by one, the practice bags were scattered on the ground. Although they were damaged, they still shone brightly. However, Zhang Zhifeng did not look at the bags, but flipped over the corpses one by one.

Maybe he was a little scared before, but when he killed the first giant cultivator, he had already let go of his weakness and blood will no longer panic. Everything he experienced told him: the world of cultivator is cruel and bloody!

He entered this world, then bloody killing or passionate battles may accompany him throughout his life!
Chapter completed!