Chapter 3063: Honesty
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Zhang Yifeng's flat voice came from the tree hole, and when the words fell, he walked out of the tree hole slowly and glanced at the seven monks in front of the tree hole.
The cultivation base of these seven people is not too high, the highest person is the leading middle-aged monk, and it is just the cultivation base of the seventh floor of True Wonderland.
With a sigh, Zhang Yifeng waved his hand to them and said lightly.
"I suggest that you smash the jade medal and leave, otherwise the picture will be cruel if I take the shot."
The black-clothed monk has already seen a little bit of Zhang Yifeng's methods, so Zhang Yifeng no longer has to shrink behind the black-clothed monk as before, pretending to be an ignorant boy.
"Hahaha, kid, you don't speak big words like that. Before you speak big words, you have to see if your strength can match your Kyogen!"
Listening to Zhang Yifeng's arrogant speech, a monk couldn't help taunting Zhang Yifeng.
Seeing Zhang Yifeng's momentum on the first level of True Wonderland, other monks also showed sarcasm on their faces.
Only the leading middle-aged monk narrowed his eyes and took a deep look at Zhang Yifeng, not being confused by Zhang Yifeng's cultivation level.
The middle-aged monks have been walking north and south in the southern fairyland these years. They have seen any big scenes. Naturally, they know that the strength of some monks can not be judged by the aura of the naked eye.
After pondering for a long time, the middle-aged monk raised his hand to signal his brothers to stop talking.
The prestige of the middle-aged monk was still quite enough. As soon as he raised his hand, the others immediately stopped ridiculing Zhang Yifeng and closed his mouth respectfully.
"This little brother, you are right, and my brothers are right. You may be really strong, but if you don’t show it, it’s hard for us to believe it. Why don’t you come here? Play with me. After I personally test your strength, little brother, I can naturally make a decision."
The middle-aged monk's voice was a bit solemn, he had guessed that Zhang Yifeng's strength might be even higher than he expected.
But he still chose to stand up and test for himself how Zhang Yifeng's combat power was.
This is the character of the middle-aged monk. The reason why he went there in person was because he was worried that his brothers would be seriously injured by Zhang Yifeng for their carelessness.
The second is because among them, he has the highest cultivation base, so naturally it is most suitable for him to deal with Zhang Yifeng.
Zhang Yifeng's eyes showed a look of surprise, and among the seven people, there were even monks with such general knowledge.
Nodding slightly, Zhang Yifeng said with a fist to the middle-aged monk.
"That's okay, after all, everyone is here just for Jinfengchi, and there is no need to fight to death.
Your heart is far more than your brothers,"
Regarding Zhang Yifeng's ridicule, the other cultivators' complexions changed, but they were about to exit but were interrupted by the middle-aged cultivator raising his hand.
"Hehe, my brothers are impatient and quick-tempered. Without me, they guess it would be really difficult to walk in this vast fairyland. Not much to say, little brother, let's start now?"
"Can"
With a faint response, Zhang Yifeng raised his hand to signal the middle-aged cultivator to attack first.
The middle-aged monk squinted his eyes when he saw it, lifted his hands, and the endless light flew out of his sleeves and swept toward Zhang Yifeng.
The cultivators on the side shrank their pupils and shouted in disbelief.
"What, Big Brother actually used the ultimate move at the bottom of the box?!"
"Well, this trick is a killer move that even the cultivator at the pinnacle of True Wonderland will be seriously injured when he receives it from the front, the eldest brother actually used it directly?"
"Hey, this faint light is the faint energy refined by the elder brother who collected the last ray of yang before the ninety-nine ray of sunset, and even used such a killer move at the beginning. Is this kid really worthy of the elder brother's attention."
On the other hand, Zhang Yifeng nodded plainly as he watched the gloomy light sweeping across the sky.
"The moves are good, but they are not very concise."
With a casual comment, Zhang Yifeng raised his hand and called out a black sword, which was the Scar of the Sky-Splitting that hadn't been used to face the enemy in a long time.
The Scar of Cracking Sky exudes bursts of black light, and rushes towards the gloomy light struck by Zhang Yifeng.
A magnificent sword aura lit up in front of Fengrui's sword, gradually enveloping the gleaming light.
The sword aura enveloped the middle-aged monk and rushed away with the opposite middle-aged monk. The entrapped Nether-light had no room for resistance at all, and was forced by Zhang Yifeng to move towards the middle-aged monk with sword aura.
"what?!"
"impossible!"
The consternation sounded one after another, and even the eyes of the middle-aged monk showed horror.
After Zhang Yifeng wrapped Youguang with his sword aura, he directly lost control of Youguang, and he could only let the sword aura engulf the Youguang to recoil himself.
"Brother, go!"
The six cultivators on the side reacted quickly, and they were about to step forward and pull the middle-aged cultivator away.
However, even though the eyes of the middle-aged monk showed horror, he quickly reacted, and the spiritual energy of his whole body exploded, directly shaking the six monks who rushed away.
"leave me alone!"
The middle-aged cultivator didn't want his brothers to die with him, and after a loud shout, he slammed his whole body with immortal power in an attempt to resist this huge sword energy desperately.
Seeing that the sword energy was about to come, the middle-aged cultivator closed his eyes tightly. What he could do now was to do his best to obey the fate.
However, after a long time, the middle-aged monk did not feel the pain.
Opening his eyes slightly, Zhang Yifeng had already recovered the scar of the sky-cracking, and the majestic sword energy had disappeared without a trace.
"Don't worry, your sir, I didn't notice any killing intent in your body, so naturally I won't hurt you as a killer. Besides, there is very little blood on your body, and without you, my heart will be sad."
Zhang Yifeng said lightly, and with his backhand he took back the scar of the sky-cracking.
After listening to the middle-aged monk, with a complex expression on his face, the gloomy light that had once again gained control returned to his sleeve.
"Little brother's strength is unfathomable, I admire it!"
After the middle-aged monk said, he bowed and bowed deeply to Zhang Yifeng, expressing his gratitude.
"Big Brother!"
The six cultivators nearby also hurriedly flew to the middle-aged cultivator, looking at the middle-aged cultivator with anxious expressions.
"Don't worry, I'm fine, this little brother is indeed a handsome man, and I am not his opponent."
The middle-aged monk sighed and said to his brothers.
"It's okay, brother, these are not important, you can do it if you are okay!"
Seeing that the middle-aged monk was unharmed, the six of them breathed a sigh of relief.
Among them, the two who had just spoken against Zhang Yifeng also stepped forward and bowed their hands in a salute to Zhang Yifeng.
"Thank you fellow Daoists for being merciful. We just said something that shouldn't be said. We just said that I will be settled by blood!"
After the two said, they would cut off one of their arms when they took out the saber.
Zhang Yifeng frowned upon seeing this, and hurriedly stopped the two of them.
Although monks have many methods to regenerate their limbs, they are also quite troublesome.
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Zhang Yifeng's flat voice came from the tree hole, and when the words fell, he walked out of the tree hole slowly and glanced at the seven monks in front of the tree hole.
The cultivation base of these seven people is not too high, the highest person is the leading middle-aged monk, and it is just the cultivation base of the seventh floor of True Wonderland.
With a sigh, Zhang Yifeng waved his hand to them and said lightly.
"I suggest that you smash the jade medal and leave, otherwise the picture will be cruel if I take the shot."
The black-clothed monk has already seen a little bit of Zhang Yifeng's methods, so Zhang Yifeng no longer has to shrink behind the black-clothed monk as before, pretending to be an ignorant boy.
"Hahaha, kid, you don't speak big words like that. Before you speak big words, you have to see if your strength can match your Kyogen!"
Listening to Zhang Yifeng's arrogant speech, a monk couldn't help taunting Zhang Yifeng.
Seeing Zhang Yifeng's momentum on the first level of True Wonderland, other monks also showed sarcasm on their faces.
Only the leading middle-aged monk narrowed his eyes and took a deep look at Zhang Yifeng, not being confused by Zhang Yifeng's cultivation level.
The middle-aged monks have been walking north and south in the southern fairyland these years. They have seen any big scenes. Naturally, they know that the strength of some monks can not be judged by the aura of the naked eye.
After pondering for a long time, the middle-aged monk raised his hand to signal his brothers to stop talking.
The prestige of the middle-aged monk was still quite enough. As soon as he raised his hand, the others immediately stopped ridiculing Zhang Yifeng and closed his mouth respectfully.
"This little brother, you are right, and my brothers are right. You may be really strong, but if you don’t show it, it’s hard for us to believe it. Why don’t you come here? Play with me. After I personally test your strength, little brother, I can naturally make a decision."
The middle-aged monk's voice was a bit solemn, he had guessed that Zhang Yifeng's strength might be even higher than he expected.
But he still chose to stand up and test for himself how Zhang Yifeng's combat power was.
This is the character of the middle-aged monk. The reason why he went there in person was because he was worried that his brothers would be seriously injured by Zhang Yifeng for their carelessness.
The second is because among them, he has the highest cultivation base, so naturally it is most suitable for him to deal with Zhang Yifeng.
Zhang Yifeng's eyes showed a look of surprise, and among the seven people, there were even monks with such general knowledge.
Nodding slightly, Zhang Yifeng said with a fist to the middle-aged monk.
"That's okay, after all, everyone is here just for Jinfengchi, and there is no need to fight to death.
Your heart is far more than your brothers,"
Regarding Zhang Yifeng's ridicule, the other cultivators' complexions changed, but they were about to exit but were interrupted by the middle-aged cultivator raising his hand.
"Hehe, my brothers are impatient and quick-tempered. Without me, they guess it would be really difficult to walk in this vast fairyland. Not much to say, little brother, let's start now?"
"Can"
With a faint response, Zhang Yifeng raised his hand to signal the middle-aged cultivator to attack first.
The middle-aged monk squinted his eyes when he saw it, lifted his hands, and the endless light flew out of his sleeves and swept toward Zhang Yifeng.
The cultivators on the side shrank their pupils and shouted in disbelief.
"What, Big Brother actually used the ultimate move at the bottom of the box?!"
"Well, this trick is a killer move that even the cultivator at the pinnacle of True Wonderland will be seriously injured when he receives it from the front, the eldest brother actually used it directly?"
"Hey, this faint light is the faint energy refined by the elder brother who collected the last ray of yang before the ninety-nine ray of sunset, and even used such a killer move at the beginning. Is this kid really worthy of the elder brother's attention."
On the other hand, Zhang Yifeng nodded plainly as he watched the gloomy light sweeping across the sky.
"The moves are good, but they are not very concise."
With a casual comment, Zhang Yifeng raised his hand and called out a black sword, which was the Scar of the Sky-Splitting that hadn't been used to face the enemy in a long time.
The Scar of Cracking Sky exudes bursts of black light, and rushes towards the gloomy light struck by Zhang Yifeng.
A magnificent sword aura lit up in front of Fengrui's sword, gradually enveloping the gleaming light.
The sword aura enveloped the middle-aged monk and rushed away with the opposite middle-aged monk. The entrapped Nether-light had no room for resistance at all, and was forced by Zhang Yifeng to move towards the middle-aged monk with sword aura.
"what?!"
"impossible!"
The consternation sounded one after another, and even the eyes of the middle-aged monk showed horror.
After Zhang Yifeng wrapped Youguang with his sword aura, he directly lost control of Youguang, and he could only let the sword aura engulf the Youguang to recoil himself.
"Brother, go!"
The six cultivators on the side reacted quickly, and they were about to step forward and pull the middle-aged cultivator away.
However, even though the eyes of the middle-aged monk showed horror, he quickly reacted, and the spiritual energy of his whole body exploded, directly shaking the six monks who rushed away.
"leave me alone!"
The middle-aged cultivator didn't want his brothers to die with him, and after a loud shout, he slammed his whole body with immortal power in an attempt to resist this huge sword energy desperately.
Seeing that the sword energy was about to come, the middle-aged cultivator closed his eyes tightly. What he could do now was to do his best to obey the fate.
However, after a long time, the middle-aged monk did not feel the pain.
Opening his eyes slightly, Zhang Yifeng had already recovered the scar of the sky-cracking, and the majestic sword energy had disappeared without a trace.
"Don't worry, your sir, I didn't notice any killing intent in your body, so naturally I won't hurt you as a killer. Besides, there is very little blood on your body, and without you, my heart will be sad."
Zhang Yifeng said lightly, and with his backhand he took back the scar of the sky-cracking.
After listening to the middle-aged monk, with a complex expression on his face, the gloomy light that had once again gained control returned to his sleeve.
"Little brother's strength is unfathomable, I admire it!"
After the middle-aged monk said, he bowed and bowed deeply to Zhang Yifeng, expressing his gratitude.
"Big Brother!"
The six cultivators nearby also hurriedly flew to the middle-aged cultivator, looking at the middle-aged cultivator with anxious expressions.
"Don't worry, I'm fine, this little brother is indeed a handsome man, and I am not his opponent."
The middle-aged monk sighed and said to his brothers.
"It's okay, brother, these are not important, you can do it if you are okay!"
Seeing that the middle-aged monk was unharmed, the six of them breathed a sigh of relief.
Among them, the two who had just spoken against Zhang Yifeng also stepped forward and bowed their hands in a salute to Zhang Yifeng.
"Thank you fellow Daoists for being merciful. We just said something that shouldn't be said. We just said that I will be settled by blood!"
After the two said, they would cut off one of their arms when they took out the saber.
Zhang Yifeng frowned upon seeing this, and hurriedly stopped the two of them.
Although monks have many methods to regenerate their limbs, they are also quite troublesome.
Zhang Yifeng's flat voice came from the tree hole, and when the words fell, he walked out of the tree hole slowly and glanced at the seven monks in front of the tree hole.The cultivation base of these seven people is not too high, the highest person is the leading middle-aged monk, and it is just the cultivation base of the seventh floor of True Wonderland.With a sigh, Zhang Yifeng waved his hand to them and said lightly."I suggest that you smash the jade medal and leave, otherwise the picture will be cruel if I take the shot."The black-clothed monk has already seen a little bit of Zhang Yifeng's methods, so Zhang Yifeng no longer has to shrink behind the black-clothed monk as before, pretending to be an ignorant boy."Hahaha, kid, you don't speak big words like that. Before you speak big words, you have to see if your strength can match your Kyogen!"Listening to Zhang Yifeng's arrogant speech, a monk couldn't help taunting Zhang Yifeng.Seeing Zhang Yifeng's momentum on the first level of True Wonderland, other monks also showed sarcasm on their faces.Only the leading middle-aged monk narrowed his eyes and took a deep look at Zhang Yifeng, not being confused by Zhang Yifeng's cultivation level.The middle-aged monks have been walking north and south in the southern fairyland these years. They have seen any big scenes. Naturally, they know that the strength of some monks can not be judged by the aura of the naked eye.After pondering for a long time, the middle-aged monk raised his hand to signal his brothers to stop talking.The prestige of the middle-aged monk was still quite enough. As soon as he raised his hand, the others immediately stopped ridiculing Zhang Yifeng and closed his mouth respectfully."This little brother, you are right, and my brothers are right. You may be really strong, but if you don't show it, it's hard for us to believe it. Why don't you come here? Play with me. After I personally test your strength, little brother, I can naturally make a decision."The middle-aged monk's voice was a bit solemn, he had guessed that Zhang Yifeng's strength might be even higher than he expected.But he still chose to stand up and test for himself how Zhang Yifeng's combat power was.This is the character of the middle-aged monk. The reason why he went there in person was because he was worried that his brothers would be seriously injured by Zhang Yifeng for their carelessness.The second is because among them, he has the highest cultivation base, so naturally it is most suitable for him to deal with Zhang Yifeng.Zhang Yifeng's eyes showed a look of surprise, and among the seven people, there were even monks with such general knowledge.Nodding slightly, Zhang Yifeng said with a fist to the middle-aged monk."That's okay, after all, everyone is here just for Jinfengchi, and there is no need to fight to death.Your heart is far more than your brothers,"Regarding Zhang Yifeng's ridicule, the other cultivators' complexions changed, but they were about to exit but were interrupted by the middle-aged cultivator raising his hand."Hehe, my brothers are impatient and quick-tempered. Without me, they guess it would be really difficult to walk in this vast fairyland. Not much to say, little brother, let's start now?""Can"With a faint response, Zhang Yifeng raised his hand to signal the middle-aged cultivator to attack first.The middle-aged monk squinted his eyes when he saw it, lifted his hands, and the endless light flew out of his sleeves and swept toward Zhang Yifeng.The cultivators on the side shrank their pupils and shouted in disbelief."What, Big Brother actually used the ultimate move at the bottom of the box?!""Well, this trick is a killer move that even the cultivator at the pinnacle of True Wonderland will be seriously injured when he receives it from the front, the eldest brother actually used it directly?""Hey, this faint light is the faint energy refined by the elder brother who collected the last ray of yang before the ninety-nine ray of sunset, and even used such a killer move at the beginning. Is this kid really worthy of the elder brother's attention."On the other hand, Zhang Yifeng nodded plainly as he watched the gloomy light sweeping across the sky."The moves are good, but they are not very concise."With a casual comment, Zhang Yifeng raised his hand and called out a black sword, which was the Scar of the Sky-Splitting that hadn't been used to face the enemy in a long time.The Scar of Cracking Sky exudes bursts of black light, and rushes towards the gloomy light struck by Zhang Yifeng.A magnificent sword aura lit up in front of Fengrui's sword, gradually enveloping the gleaming light.The sword aura enveloped the middle-aged monk and rushed away with the opposite middle-aged monk. The entrapped Nether-light had no room for resistance at all, and was forced by Zhang Yifeng to move towards the middle-aged monk with sword aura."what?!""impossible!"The consternation sounded one after another, and even the eyes of the middle-aged monk showed horror.After Zhang Yifeng wrapped Youguang with his sword aura, he directly lost control of Youguang, and he could only let the sword aura engulf the Youguang to recoil himself."Brother, go!"The six cultivators on the side reacted quickly, and they were about to step forward and pull the middle-aged cultivator away.However, even though the eyes of the middle-aged monk showed horror, he quickly reacted, and the spiritual energy of his whole body exploded, directly shaking the six monks who rushed away."leave me alone!"The middle-aged cultivator didn't want his brothers to die with him, and after a loud shout, he slammed his whole body with immortal power in an attempt to resist this huge sword energy desperately.Seeing that the sword energy was about to come, the middle-aged cultivator closed his eyes tightly. What he could do now was to do his best to obey the fate.However, after a long time, the middle-aged monk did not feel the pain.Opening his eyes slightly, Zhang Yifeng had already recovered the scar of the sky-cracking, and the majestic sword energy had disappeared without a trace."Don't worry, your sir, I didn't notice any killing intent in your body, so naturally I won't hurt you as a killer. Besides, there is very little blood on your body, and without you, my heart will be sad."Zhang Yifeng said lightly, and with his backhand he took back the scar of the sky-cracking.After listening to the middle-aged monk, with a complex expression on his face, the gloomy light that had once again gained control returned to his sleeve."Little brother's strength is unfathomable, I admire it!"After the middle-aged monk said, he bowed and bowed deeply to Zhang Yifeng, expressing his gratitude."Big Brother!"The six cultivators nearby also hurriedly flew to the middle-aged cultivator, looking at the middle-aged cultivator with anxious expressions."Don't worry, I'm fine, this little brother is indeed a handsome man, and I am not his opponent."The middle-aged monk sighed and said to his brothers."It's okay, brother, these are not important, you can do it if you are okay!"Seeing that the middle-aged monk was unharmed, the six of them breathed a sigh of relief.Among them, the two who had just spoken against Zhang Yifeng also stepped forward and bowed their hands in a salute to Zhang Yifeng."Thank you fellow Daoists for being merciful. We just said something that shouldn't be said. We just said that I will be settled by blood!"After the two said, they would cut off one of their arms when they took out the saber.Zhang Yifeng frowned upon seeing this, and hurriedly stopped the two of them.Although monks have many methods to regenerate their limbs, they are also quite troublesome.
