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"This is the first sword technique I'm going to teach you - Breaking Heaven Sword!" Sword Spirit's voice sounded, clear and solemn.

"Breaking Heaven Sword? Such an overbearing name!" Chen Feng murmured, with longing in his eyes.

Suddenly, the sky and the earth changed color.

In Chen Feng's sea of ​​consciousness, only the petite figure of Sword Spirit and the small green sword in her hand remained.

"call out--"

The sword spirit's small hand moved slightly, and stabbed straight with the sword.

In an instant, Chen Feng felt that time and space were frozen.In his consciousness, there is only the trajectory of that sword.

The little green sword flew fast, everything it passed collapsed without a trace.The sky was pierced, the sun, the moon, and the stars were shattered, and the universe was pierced...

After the sword light passed, a huge gap appeared between the heaven and the earth. In the gap, there was nothing but a void.

"What a powerful sword!" Chen Feng's heart was shocked, and his mind suddenly returned.The huge gap disappeared without a trace, leaving only the sword spirit looking at him with a smile.

"How is it?" Sword Spirit raised his head triumphantly.

"Strong!" Chen Feng said sincerely: "This sword is simply a divine skill."

"Of course, this sword condenses the crystallization of my former master's kendo, so it is naturally the most powerful!" Mentioning the former master, the sword spirit was surprisingly proud.She looked at Chen Feng, and said carelessly: "I have imprinted the essentials of swordsmanship into your consciousness, but with your aptitude, if you want to use it, you will have to practice hard for at least a hundred years."

A hundred years of sharpening a sword is really not long for a monk.

"Ah, I showed you for a while, but I'm really exhausted. No, I need to sleep! You have to practice hard and don't be lazy." Sword Spirit laughed, and then under Chen Feng's surprised gaze Then, it turned into a small green sword, which slowly floated in the center of Chen Feng's mind, and remained silent.

Without any hesitation, Chen Feng held the brown flying sword and entered into comprehension.

It has to be said that Potian Yijian is really a heaven-defying swordsmanship. When you stab out with a sword, you need to do your best.

It is precisely because of this effect that the strange function of the black flying sword can be used.

The fusion energy that ordinary people can't use can also be fully utilized under the power of Potian Yijian, thereby enhancing the power of the sword move.

To put it another way, this black flying sword was born for Potian Yijian.The black flying sword increased the power of Potian Yijian several times!

Powerful sword moves are naturally not so easy to comprehend.

After one night, Chen Feng's comprehension of the Potian Yijian was still in the groping stage, and there was still a long way to go before he could use it.

After stopping his cultivation, Chen Feng stepped out of Tiandan Immortal Mansion.

At this moment, the sky was already dark, and the streets outside were full of people, and there were departing monks everywhere.

The Cangzhou Grand Competition has ended, and many monks have begun to return to the sect one after another.Overnight, the city of Cangzhou became much deserted.

Pushing open the door, Chen Feng explained a few words to Elder Masculine and the others, and then disappeared at the end of the street.

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The Zhang family, one of the four major families in Cangzhou City.

All the clansmen with some status in the Zhang family were summoned back. From their hurried appearance, it can be seen that something serious happened to the Zhang family.

At this moment, the Zhang family's meeting hall was full of voices.

"Zhang He, what is the purpose of calling everyone here so early?" An elder of the Zhang family asked loudly with a cold face.

Zhang He sat in the middle, on the chair that Zhang Patriarch could only make.He glanced at the elder and didn't speak, just sat quietly on the chair, tapping the delicate armrest of the chair with his fingers from time to time.

In fact, he has been sitting on this chair for more than a day or two.Since Zhang Hu, the head of the family, had regressed in cultivation due to a hidden illness, most of the members of the Zhang family had acquiesced in Zhang He's position in this position.

However, the premise is that Zhang Hu did not come.

As long as Zhang Hu comes, Zhang He must give up his seat.

Now, Zhang Hu is here.

"I have met the Patriarch!" Seeing Zhang Hu's arrival, everyone saluted and said hello, and the crowded crowd immediately gave way to a small path.

Zhang Hu's face looked a little tired, especially his eyes, which were even bloodshot.

"The head of the family seems to be getting weaker and weaker." Seeing Zhang Hu like this, many members of the Zhang family have different thoughts.

Zhang Hu ignored them, he walked towards the middle of the chamber, the throne that belonged to him without saying a word.

Zhang He watched coldly without saying a word, sitting on the chair as stable as Mount Tai, and didn't even have the slightest intention to get up.

"Zhang He, you are so courageous! The Patriarch is here, yet you still dare to sit on the Patriarch's throne and not let me down!" Seeing such a situation, the elder who had just received Zhang He's cold eyes shouted loudly.

Following his words, a large group of Zhang family disciples around him also echoed and condemned. Zhang He's behavior was directly outrageous.

However, there were only a small number of people who denounced it. Most of the disciples of the Zhang family stood there with strange expressions and said nothing.

"Huh!" Zhang He shouted angrily, and the powerful force immediately quieted the scene.

He looked at his influence with satisfaction, and said loudly: "Give way? Why should I give way to this unqualified Patriarch?"

"Bold!" An elder jumped out of the line, pointed at Zhang He's nose and cursed: "Are you trying to usurp the throne?"

"Usurp the throne? Huh!" Zhang He snorted coldly with disdain: "The position of the Patriarch of the Zhang family was originally mine. I have been taking care of everything in the Zhang family these years. Only in my hands can the Zhang family become stronger! "

As soon as Zhang He's words fell, several elders also stood out and echoed: "Yes, Zhang He has really worked hard these years. The most important thing is that Zhang He's potential is amazing, and he will soon be able to break through to cross the catastrophe." Period. Under his leadership, the Zhang family will not be oppressed by other forces!"

Zhang Hu stood quietly in the hall, looking at the ugly faces of these elders, without saying a word.It seemed that what they said had nothing to do with him at all.

"You...you people who eat inside and out!" The elder who stood up earlier cursed: "The Patriarch has taken you well these years!"

"Shut up! Zhang Hu is useless, only I, Zhang He, can support the Zhang family. Third Elder, if you obstruct me so much, do you want my Zhang family to go downhill?" Zhang He said coldly, his eyes like lightning Staring at the third elder with an indignant expression, his tone was extremely cold.

"Nothing! How could I..." The third elder was furious, and was about to refute, but was interrupted by Zhang He: "Now, the elders will decide the choice of the master!"

As soon as the words fell, the three elders came out together: "I agree to dismiss Zhang Hu and let Zhang He be the head of the family!"

"You..." The Third Elder yelled coldly, "I don't agree!"

"It's useless, more than half of the elders have agreed, now it's a foregone conclusion!" Zhang Hu, who was silent just now, suddenly stopped the third elder who was about to erupt, and said in a harmonious voice.

"Patriarch...you..." The third elder stared blankly at Zhang Hu, puzzled.

Zhang Hu smiled inscrutablely, but did not speak.

"Now, I announce that Zhang Hu will be dismissed as Patriarch, and I will succeed Patriarch." Zhang He glanced at Zhang Hu coldly, and said in a surprisingly serious tone, "Do you have any objections?"

"I have an opinion!"

Before Zhang Hu could speak, an old voice came from outside the door.The old man in ragged clothes walked into the hall angrily: "Zhang He, you are despicable and shameless, and you even asked someone to assassinate me for the sake of being the head of the family!"