Chapter 2829: Substantive waste

"No way, who made our elder Liu Changkong a lunatic, always thinking that someone is going to harm him."
With a sneer, Zhang Yifeng frowned slightly as he looked at the monk in the true fairyland.
Zhang Yifeng could feel that it was not just the person in front of them who came to kill them, and other auras were quickly approaching where they were in the dense forest.
From the perspective of breath perception, there are at least a dozen monks who are too far away and Zhang Yifeng can't clearly perceive the realm of these people.
"Tsk, what's the use of saying so much, do it now."
A faint trace of blood flashed in Zhishen's eyes, and he whispered to Zhang Yifeng.
"Then let's allocate it. Leave this guy to me, just to let me see the difference between me and the fairy monk in True Wonderland."
As Zhang Yifeng spoke, a long-handled object wrapped in white cloth appeared in his hand.
"This thing happens to be returned to you, I didn't use it very well."
What Zhang Yifeng took out was the ring knife that Zhishen gave him on Lingyue Continent.
Zhang Yifeng doesn't have the Buddha's aura and Buddha-nature, and he can't suppress the erosion of the Knife, so let Zhishen use it.
I am afraid that only Zhishen can control this thing perfectly.
Zhishen was also unambiguous, and took the Ji Dao from Zhang Yifeng, and his eyes were full of nostalgia when he looked at Ji Dao.
"Of course you are not suitable, this thing is tailor-made for me."
"If it weren't for you to have no good weapons, you thought I would give it to you."
Zhishen glanced at Zhang Yifeng and said lightly.
"Cut, I'm not rare yet."
Seeing that Zhang Yifeng and Zhishen were "flirting and scolding" here, the true fairy cultivator couldn't stand it anymore, and looked at Zhang Yifeng coldly.
"Boy, although your record in the Zongmen Grand Competition is very proud, the gap between Earth Wonderland and True Wonderland is like a great moat!"
"Although I have just entered the real wonderland not long ago, it is not something that a junior like you can deal with!"
"Okay, someone can't wait, you go and deal with the enemy on the other side, let me deal with this guy."
Zhang Yifeng raised his brows when he heard this, and said lightly to the three of Zhishen.
Looking at the true fairy cultivator in front of him, Zhang Yifeng stretched out his hand, and the mark of the sky cracking appeared in his hand.
The current Scar of the Sky has been greatly enhanced both in sharpness and toughness after many demon weapons have been amplified.
Just let Zhang Yifeng give it a try, the current Scar of the Sky is still far behind the Immortal Tool.
"The kid died!"
The true fairyland monk yelled angrily, his figure flashed in front of Zhang Yifeng, and his long sword drew towards Zhang Yifeng's throat like a poisonous snake.
"The move is fierce, but you don't deserve it."
Zhang Yifeng said faintly, the Scar of Sky Splitting in his hand started with the same movement of the opposite monk, sweeping towards the throat of this true fairyland monk like a poisonous snake.
The swords of Zhang Yifeng and this true fairy cultivator slashed in front of the opponent's throat at the same time, but Zhang Yifeng leaned back slightly before the opponent's sword was about to sweep, avoiding the opponent's sweeping sword.
Without feeling the hindrance of breaking through the flesh from the sword body, the real fairyland monk's expression was shocked, and it was his turn to experience Zhang Yifeng's sword.
This true fairyland monk wanted to reproduce Zhang Yifeng's method, avoiding the sword body swept by Zhang Yifeng.
However, at the moment he leaned back, he opened his chest wide, giving Zhang Yifeng a chance.
"young."
With a faint spit out of Zhang Yifeng's mouth, Zhang Yifeng's sword body, which originally swept towards the throat of this true fairyland monk, suddenly changed in front of his throat.
The original sweep was turned into a split, which directly cut through the clothes of this true fairyland monk, leaving a slender and hideous wound on his chest.
This was the result of him reacting in time, feeling a chill on his chest, and rushing to evade.
If not, he has been smashed by Zhang Yifeng with a sword, splitting his belly.
"Little, kid, I admit that you are indeed a bit powerful, but to me, your strength is not enough."
This true fairyland monk stepped back and touched the slender wound left by Zhang Yifeng on his chest, astonishment flashed under his eyes.
It was just that he reacted very quickly, this kid is indeed very good at close combat.
It's just that as a true fairyland monk, why should he step forward to compete with Zhang Yifeng in swordsmanship.
A cold light flashed in his eyes, the true fairyland cultivator directly put away the long sword, his hands quickly condensed a golden light in front of him, and rushed towards Zhang Yifeng.
Facing the golden light from the monks in the true fairyland, Zhang Yifeng formed Tai Chi with both hands in front of him.
The golden light was absorbed by the Tai Chi diagram, and soon flew out of the Tai Chi diagram again, rushing towards the opponent with three times the power.
"Stop move."
Zhang Yifeng shook his head faintly. The golden light this person used was not a level worse than Mu Yan's immortal method.
Zhang Yifeng bears this kind of move without any physical burden, just like an appetizer.
"What, what?!"
The true fairy cultivator had not recovered, he was hit by the golden light rushing towards him, and his whole body flew more than ten meters away.
The wound on his chest that was scratched by Zhang Yifeng was also bloody, and this real fairyland monk did not expect it.
The supernatural power he was proud of was so unbearable in front of Zhang Yifeng.
Knowing this long ago, he said that it was impossible to accept the conditions given by Liu Changkong.
After a light cough and a mouthful of blood, the true fairyland monk stood up tremblingly, trying to cover the wound on his chest to prevent the blood from constantly gushing.
It's just that he couldn't stop the large-scale collapse of the wound, and a lot of blood continued to gush out from the wound.
"Do something good in your next life. Don't do things like you that are not worthy of being done by rubbish."
After finishing speaking with a cold voice, Zhang Yifeng's hands condensed with an aura in the horrified gaze of the cultivator of True Wonderland.
In the next moment, a beam of light spouted from Zhang Yifeng's hand, covering the true fairyland monk in it.
The dazzling beam of light wrapped the whole body of True Wonderland adjourned, and after a distraught scream, the true fairyland was directly wiped out by Zhang Yifeng's beam of light.
"It's a waste."
With a cold voice, Zhang Yifeng turned his head and looked at the battlefield in the dense forest behind him.
I saw Ouyangzi and Mu Yan withdraw from the battlefield early, staring at the wanton blood in the dense forest with horror.
Seeing this, Zhang Yifeng shook his head helplessly, walked up to the two of them, and patted them on the shoulder.
This shot of Zhang Yifeng shocked them, and when they noticed that it was Zhang Yifeng, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.
"Ahem, Junior Brother Zhang, what is the origin of Elder Zhishen? This technique is too fierce."
"Couldn't it be the magic way?"
Seeing that Zhang Yifeng and Zhishen seemed to have some friendship, Ouyang Zi asked Zhang Yifeng in a low voice.
Zhang Yifeng looked at Zhishen who was killing wantonly in the dense forest, shook his head, and said flatly: "I think you may have misunderstood. Elder Zhishen used to be a Buddhist disciple."