Zhang Zhifeng floated in the air weakly, relying entirely on a nearly instinctive ability of a first-class master. He spasmed in his body and could not use any trace of power at all.

"Old Niu, come up and kill him!" Zhang Zhifeng yelled at the bottom.

Ren Jianbo was stunned, but did not rush up, but shook his head with a wry smile. The many cultivators below were also stunned, and then shook their heads and smiled bitterly. It would be fine if they dared to truly kill this saint of Beilei? Who would have to bear the old pervert from the Heavenly Fist Shenzong?

Seeing that Ren Jianbo was not moving, Zhang Zhifeng knew that he had some concerns and stared at the old man in black in the other party with some confusion. Zhang Zhifeng really couldn't figure out whether there were even more powerful masters behind this first-class master?

"Brother Feng, you can't kill him. Do you know the dragon energy?"

Ren Jianbo's voice came from his ears, and Zhang Zhifeng nodded slightly. He knew that Ren Jianbo could see it. He naturally knew the name of the Divine Dragon Aura. Isn't the rumor of the strange treasure in his body "Purple light rises, darkness avoids, and the strange treasure is even better than the Divine Dragon Aura"?

"Then do you know where the Divine Dragon Qi is now?" Ren Jianbo continued to transmit his voice.

Zhang Zhifeng thought for a while and replied in a voice transmission: "Is it related to this Beilei Saint?"

"Yes, the divine dragon energy is on an old guy from their Tianquan Shenzong who has lived in seclusion for hundreds of years. Think about it, it's okay to kill a few younger generations, but killing this old Beilei person will be a big deal!" Ren Jianbo said in a voice transmission. He was afraid that Zhang Zhifeng would do crazy and kill the Beilei saint, which would be a bad thing.

Just now, the ground was shaking, and Xiang Wei had already woken up and silently guarded Chen Yun who had fainted. Seeing Zhang Zhifeng stand up for him, his eyes became even redder and swollen, and he clenched his fists. He had never hoped for power, powerful power so much!

At this time, Chen Yun slowly opened his eyes and stood up shakingly. He was still in the image of his cultivation bag transforming. He stood up a little higher than Ren Jianbo.

Zhang Zhifeng's eyes lit up, and he felt relieved even if his senior brother was fine.

After Chen Yun woke up, he immediately learned about the situation around Ren Jianbo. When he learned about the current situation, he couldn't help but frown. What should I do? The revenge has been formed, so it wouldn't be good to let him go like this!

"Senior brother, you already know, what do you think you should do?" Zhang Zhifeng felt the nine-colored divine light driving the invasion in his body, his whole body was numb and itchy, and his skills were recovering rapidly. Seeing that the old man in black on the opposite side was slowly moving his arms, he couldn't help but ask anxiously.

Chen Yun pondered for a moment and said, "Kill him, but you just need to kill him alone!"

Zhang Zhifeng was stunned, then smiled, nodded slightly, shouted to the many cultivators below: "Today, boy Zhang Zhifeng, in front of all the elites of the Great Six, fight fairly with the Saint of Beilei. Life and death are all based on destiny. I hope everyone can witness it!"

As soon as Zhang Zhifeng finished speaking, the fire exploded with a loud bang and rushed towards the old man in black with lightning.

"You dare!"

"No!"

However, the dozens of cultivators of the Heavenly Fist God Sect who were controlled by Ren Jianbo and the Unicorns roared loudly.

The cultivators below sweated heavily on their foreheads, and they didn't expect that Zhang Zhifeng would be so strong. They thought in their hearts that this person must not be enemies of him.

After Zhang Zhifeng's roar, the secluded senior soldier must be embarrassed to come and cause trouble for him again, because Zhang Zhifeng did defeat the Saint of Beilei in a head-on duel. This was born in front of the masters of almost all forces in the Great Six. If the master with the alien treasure dragon energy is really so ignoring his face, then he is considered to be Zhang Zhifeng's unlucky.

The old man in black rushed over when he saw Zhang Zhifeng yelling like that. He knew that he was determined to kill, but his expression remained unchanged, but his eyes were unconsciously panicked. He immediately supported his injuries and died down, but how could his serious injury be better than Zhang Zhifeng's rush? In just a moment, Zhang Zhifeng was already blocking his eyes and staring at him coldly!

The old man in black was startled and said hurriedly: "Slow down, let's make a deal!"

Zhang Zhifeng asked him to look at the lightning flashing on his arm, and the Breaking Sun Fist could take action at any time, and sneered: "What deal?"

The old man in black took out the bell and hurriedly said, "I'll give it to you. Today we will disperse and never meet again." The implication was to let Zhang Zhifeng spare his life, but the old man's domineering nature could not say that.

Zhang Zhifeng looked at the old man in black teasingly and said disdainfully: "If I kill you now, will I get this bell spirit treasure?"

"Hmph, if I die, this spiritual treasure will return to the hands of the ancestor, and you will definitely not get it!" The old man in black sneered.

Zhang Zhifeng frowned secretly. The old man in black is also called the ancestor. He must be the master of the dragon energy. He would definitely not believe that such a person would not be the holy realm.

"Fengzi, wow, that's a spiritual treasure, let's go ahead!" Ren Jianbo's excited voice came from Zhang Zhifeng's ears.

"Hahaha..." Zhang Zhifeng laughed loudly, his voice spread throughout Fotou Mountain, "You want to exchange this spiritual treasure for life. I can promise you, but this spiritual treasure has broken and it will not recover on its own in a short period of time. Should you take out something that will make me moved?"

All the cultivators below had powerful skills, so they could hear it clearly. They couldn't help but sigh in their hearts that they would never have imagined that the powerful Saint of Beilei would be forced to such an extent by a junior young master.

After hearing Zhang Zhifeng's words, the Saint Beilei was very angry, his chest was rushing like a bellows, and after a while, he said: "Boy, don't be too proud of yourself!"

"Hmph!" Zhang Zhifeng's smile suddenly turned cold, and he punched him out, staying in front of the old man in black with a finger, and said coldly, "You must know, I don't mind killing you!"

The old man in black trembled and cold sweat flowed out of his forehead. His current state could not dodge at all against Zhang Zhifeng's attacks. Moreover, he absolutely believed that Zhang Zhifeng's crazy temperament would attack him without any worries. He thought that now is not the time to be tough, and if he continues to be tough, he may throw his life here.

After thinking about it, the Saint Bei Lei gritted its teeth and took out another object. The object looked like a ball of soft jelly, and it was still trembling in the hands of the Saint Bei Lei. It was pink and crystal clear. There was a little golden light flashing inside. There was no energy breath, but it gave Zhang Zhifeng a sense of danger.

Zhang Zhifeng was surprised, but looked at the pink jelly with a disdainful look.

"This is the heart of the red wafer stone. Adding a little when refining a weapon can double its power!" The old man in black explained in panic when he saw Zhang Zhifeng's disdainful look on his face.

"The Heart of Red Wafer?" Zhang Zhifeng's heart trembled violently. He read many medical masterpieces in the secret room of the master's sect, knowing that the heart of Red Wafer is precious. Perhaps for ordinary practitioners, this is a divine object used to refine weapons, but its value is still far less than that of spiritual treasures. However, if it is used in medicine, the value of the heart of Red Wafer has increased tens of millions of times. In Zhang Zhifeng's eyes, it is definitely better than the golden bell.

"This thing is still done!" Zhang Zhifeng reached out to copy it, and then snatched the golden bell, shook his head and said, "Your life is not expensive. I know you still have some good things, but I'm too lazy to ask for it."

The old man in black gritted his teeth. Seeing Zhang Zhifeng's smug expression, he wanted to die, so that Zhang Zhifeng would not get the spiritual treasure. However, after thinking about it, he suppressed his aggrievance. He felt his chest tremble for a few times, and he wanted to rush out with a mouthful of blood. He pressed the blood tightly under his throat and said in a deep voice: "I can leave!"

Zhang Zhifeng thought about it. The arm of the troll not far away was still there, and everyone was about to join forces to seal it. However, the Beilei Saint was seriously injured and could no longer play any role in the demon sealing. So he nodded and said loudly: "If you use this golden bell and a ball of red wafer heart to exchange your life, I will let you go, but it will be another matter to meet again in the future."

The audience was shocked, and there was no more shock. In front of the tens of thousands of elites of 6, Zhang Zhifeng did another shocking deed!

What a terrible record of defeating a first-class first-class master with spiritual treasure with a first-class sixth grade cultivation is absolutely unprecedented! Even though Zhang Zhifeng has fallen to the ground and has not transformed through the cultivation bag, he is not too tall, but the cultivators look up at him and look up! That is the gaze that cultivators have for those whom they admire the most.

The strength of the world of cultivation is the most respected!

Saint Beilei fled with his dozens of his disciples in a panic. Zhang Zhifeng knew that this matter would not end so simply, but he didn't care. He stared at the figure of Saint Beilei who was leaving. Zhang Zhifeng whispered: "If you can defeat you once, I can defeat you the second time. You will not be so lucky next time!"

Looking at the golden bell and the heart of the red wafer in his hand, Zhang Zhifeng shook his hand and put the heart of the red wafer into the storage space, but the spirit treasure could not be put into it. Zhang Zhifeng stuffed it into his pocket.

"Sister." Zhang Zhifeng smiled at Zhang Ruoxi and said, "Come on, I will introduce you to some friends. This is a young genius of the Unicorn Man, Ren Jianbo."

The beauty in white nodded slightly and whispered: "Hello."

Ren Jianbo widened his eyes, his face turned red suddenly, and he rubbed his hands and said, "You, you are good too."

Zhang Zhifeng curled his lips, turned his head and pointed at Chen Yun and said, "This is my senior brother Chen Yun."

Chen Yun had already removed his practice bag and transformed, wearing a white robe, nodded and smiled: "My junior brother used to say that he had a sister. Now that you are reunited, I am happy for him too!"

Zhang Ruoxi smiled slightly, and her stunning face made several young masters unable to turn their heads.

"This is Xiang Wei, a genius from the long-bearded and white-skinned rat human race. He has broken through the thousand-year curse and his achievements are limitless." Zhang Zhifeng patted Xiang Wei on the shoulder.

"Well, I saw your sister Xiang Li in Shinnu City not long ago." Zhang Ruoxi nodded at Xiang Wei with a smile.

Xiang Wei said seriously: "Congratulations to you, brothers, for your reunion."

"Okay, you." Zhang Zhifeng patted Xiang Wei's head and everyone laughed. Xiang Wei slowly became happy in this atmosphere.

"Listen to me, this is my sister, Fang's name is Zhang Ruoxi, haha, Fang's ling, I can't say this. If anyone has the ability, just ask yourself."

Zhang Ruoxi smiled faintly. Chen Yun, Ren Jianbo and Xiang Wei also laughed.

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