Those years when I was a corpse guard in Yizhuang

Chapter 110 Changfeng Appears (Read More!)

A depressive and dull atmosphere gradually spread.

"Why are these people so serious?"

Yan Jie seemed quite uncomfortable with this atmosphere, shrinking his neck and muttering softly.

Time passed little by little.
In this atmosphere, many people also began to feel depressed, giving birth to a feeling of living like a year, silently waiting for today's two protagonists.

I don't know how long it took, Lu Hongyue, who was standing at the gate of Bibo Mountain Villa, who was resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes with a "swish", his eyes were piercing, as if burning with raging flames, and looked towards a certain position in the sky .

His gaze is as solid as it is, and wherever it passes, the air is pierced, and two white marks appear faintly in the air.

This scene immediately attracted everyone's attention, and Lu Hongyue said coldly: "My surname is Zhang, since you have come here, why don't you show up and see what you are doing sneakily!"

Hearing this, many people were shocked:
"What, Zhang Changfeng has already come?!"

"What about people, why didn't I see it?"

"No mistake, what kind of person is Lu Hongyue, how can he talk nonsense about things he is not sure about?"

Just when everyone was in an uproar, a figure suddenly appeared in the empty space where Lu Hongyue was looking at.

This is a young man in a black gold robe. His skin is as fair as jade, his face is handsome, his eyebrows are drawn into his temples, his eyes are as bright as pearls, and his long hair is tied up by a red jade hairpin. hands.

Just simply standing there, there is a calm and extraordinary demeanor.

Just standing there naturally took away the brilliance of everyone around!
After this person appeared, no matter whether Lu Hongyue, a majestic and majestic martial arts master who has been in the side for many years, or young heroes like Qin Chuan, Mu Shaobai, and Zheng Can, all of them were overshadowed.

Is this person Zhang Changfeng? !

At this moment, many people's eyes widened.

Even Li Yu was stunned, and immediately sensed it carefully with his spiritual sense, but in the sensing of his spiritual sense, that square was empty, without any figure or breath, as if nothingness.

If it weren't for the naked eye, Li Yu wouldn't even be aware of the other party's existence.

This kind of situation can only show that there is too much difference in the realm of cultivation between him and the other party.

"Hey, this guy surnamed Zhang really has some skills. If it wasn't for the guy surnamed Lu, I wouldn't have known he was actually hanging above our heads."

Yan Jie shrank his head in fright, and tugged Li Yu next to him: "Let's go, let's stay away, so as not to send myself away later!"

Li Yu didn't say a word, and retreated heartily, hiding far away.

Leaving aside the fact that yesterday's fight between Qin Chuan and Ji Kui affected many people, many of them were seriously injured or even died, and most of them were buried with the help of Li Yu.

Even if Qin Chuan and Ji Mu are like this, Zhang Changfeng, who has a great Daoist foundation, and Yin Changsheng, a master of martial arts, are naturally even more extraordinary.

You can even imagine it with your toes, once the two fight against each other, they will definitely be shocked, and the momentum will be far greater than yesterday!

In this case, it is best to stay away.

It's okay to watch the excitement, but if you get burned and accidentally draw the excitement to yourself, then you'll be too fucked.

Not only the two of Li Yu, but the others also realized something was wrong after seeing Zhang Changfeng, and retreated one after another in a tacit understanding, hiding far away.

Zhang Changfeng casually swept away the cultivators in the distance, and immediately looked away indifferently, looking at Lu Hongyue, and said in a clear voice, "I'm already here, why didn't Yin Changsheng show up?!"

"Hmph, the surname Zhang"

Lu Hongyue sneered, took down the sheathless black sword from behind, and said coldly: "If you want my master to make a move, you can, first defeat me!"

"Why, do you think I'm not qualified to fight with your master?"

Zhang Changfeng was neither surprised nor angry, and slowly flew towards Lu Hongyue.

"Not bad!"

Lu Hongyue leaned on the unsheathed black sword on the ground, the shaking ground trembled, and his eyes shone with a cold light: "Although my master agreed to your challenge half a year ago, my master has been famous for many years, no matter whether he is cultivated or famous. They are all far above you, how can you, a mere unknown person, dare to challenge my teacher?!"

"Whether I am qualified or not is up to you. Anyway, left and right are just a waste of time."

Even though he was so insulted by Lu Hongyue, Zhang Changfeng was not at all annoyed. Immediately, he nodded slowly: "You take action!"

"it is good!"

Lu Hongyue also has a straightforward and decisive temperament, and he will never talk nonsense when he says he will do it.

He roared wildly, his blood roared like a great river, his muscles and bones vibrated, and there was a sound of thunder, gold and iron colliding, rumbling in his body.

The originally burly body suddenly swelled up, and an incomparably domineering and violent aura emanated out, spreading in all directions with a strong and suffocating evil aura.

The black epee in his palm glowed with a thick dark red luster, and an extremely fierce aura permeated the sky, dimming the sky within a few miles.

A group of practitioners who were more than ten miles away felt a suffocating heavy pressure coming from their faces.

In a trance, many people's spiritual consciousness was pulled and shrouded by Lu Hongyue's true meaning of martial arts, as if they saw a huge mountain rising up.

This mountain is huge, towering into the clouds, heavy and majestic, covering the sky and the sun!
Under this sword, just being affected by the aftermath of the aura, many people's bones and flesh are soft, and there is a sense of isolation and helplessness in their hearts, which is difficult to resist.

This is Lu Hongyue's true meaning of martial arts - Zhenyue Sword Intent!
Li Yu shuddered, and he suddenly discovered that although Lu Hongyue's sword yesterday was strong, it was far less terrifying than the current sword!
Obviously, Lu Hongyue did not exert his full strength yesterday.

Looking at it now, this Lu Hongyue's cultivation is probably beyond the reach of ordinary martial arts masters!
Such strength is truly terrifying!
Boom--!
When the sword was swung, the ground trembled, the stones and dust bounced, the air was pumped, and a long semicircle of black and red horses were pulled out, making a sharp whistling sound, and seemed to be moving towards Zhang Zhang The wind smashed down.

Yes!

It's smashing!

Instead of chopping!

It looks like a thick and heavy iron sword, but from Zhang Changfeng's perspective, it is a fierce wind hunting, a pitch-black mountain surrounded by unparalleled pressure, overturning!

"good."

Facing this sword, Zhang Changfeng looked calm, and commented leisurely: "But it's just not bad."

While speaking, he pointed out.

Zhang Changfeng's palms are as white as jade, with slender fingers and neatly trimmed nails. The pores are so tiny that they can't be seen at all. There are no scars, hairs or other blemishes on them. They look better than many women's hands.

Such hands may be perfect, but no one would think that such hands have the power to destroy heaven and earth.

But now, Zhang Changfeng raised a finger, seemingly slowly pointing towards the black epee.

One is as heavy as a mountain, swift as a thunderbolt, and the other is slender, with a white-gold cold light condensed on the fingertips, and there is not much momentum to be seen.

Originally, these two completely different offensives, anyone can judge what will happen next, but this is not the case!

Ding! ! !
The two collided together, and there was a crisp and loud sound of gold and iron colliding. The sound shook the eardrums of many people more than ten miles away.

From the place where the two fought, billowing air waves swept across the four directions, turbulent and surging, kicked up an unknown amount of dust and sand on the ground, and scraped off a thick layer of the ground, and an unknown amount of vegetation was blown away.

Pieces of rocks of different sizes were blown away like light straws.

In the flying dust, two figures loomed.

(End of this chapter)