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Shi Feng's consciousness passed over A Jian's body and did not detect any spiritual energy. As for A Jian's brother, another young man with a black beard, he had only practiced Qi at the fourth level.

White Fox shook his head and said, "No, no. The stone demon also behaved abnormally in the house before. The two brothers were not present at that time."

The black-bearded young man looked very dull and murmured, "Then, let's pay homage to our uncle."

Zheng Tong was two generations older than these two young men, so they called him uncle.

Only then did Shi Feng notice that in addition to hoes and shovels, Brother Ajian also hurriedly made a funeral flag.

This flag is really simple, just a six-foot-long bamboo pole with a white cloth wrapped around it.

"Okay." Shi Feng nodded and stood on the grave again.

Uncle Zheng wiped away his tears and said, "Ajian, you two come over and kowtow to your uncle."

"yes."

Brother Ajian came over and knelt down and kowtowed three times respectfully. Then they got up. The young man with black beard held a white flag and circled around the grave.

This is a local custom called "round grave", which means to comfort the deceased and let him rest in peace.

Uncle Zheng also followed them, murmuring a prayer. Only Shi Feng stood in front of the grave, motionless.

He closed his eyes, not knowing whether he was mourning or feeling bored.

When the black-bearded young man passed by Shi Feng again, suddenly, Shi Feng, who was standing still, stretched out his hand and snatched the bamboo flag from the opponent's hand.

This time, it was as fast as lightning, and the black-bearded young man had no time to react.

"What is this?" Shi Feng asked.

The black-bearded young man was startled and stammered, "Yes... yes, it's the soul-inducing flag."

In the black turtle bones, Long Er was very puzzled, "Shi Laosan, why are you robbing someone of a broken stick?"

Second Yuan Shen said, "Master Hu just said that when he entered Old Man Zheng's house, the stone demon started to move strangely. Once he got out of the house, it would be fine. When brother Ajian came, the stone demon started to move strangely again..."

Long Er asked, "Do you doubt these two brothers? But when the stone demon appeared abnormal before, these two brothers were not in the house."

The second soul nodded, "Yes, just because they were not in the house before, the problem is not on them. Then think about it carefully, what was there in that room before, disappeared when you left the room, and now it is gone?" Got it?”

Long Er couldn't help but laugh, "Are you talking about the difficulty in speaking? It's all a mess!"

The white fox woke up suddenly, "Yes, it's this bamboo pole! Little Shitou, you are so careful!

This bamboo pole was lying in the pile of debris in the house before. After leaving the house, it was naturally gone. But just now, this young man used this bamboo pole to make a soul-inducing flag! "

"Soul-inducing flag, right?" Shi Feng outside smiled coldly, pinched it lightly with his fingers, and the bamboo pole broke, and a thumb-sized jade pendant poured out from the inside, "What is this?"

The black-bearded young man's expression changed, and he immediately said, "This is the custom of our village. A piece of consecrated Buddha jade must be placed in the flag pole to prevent the souls of the dead from leaving the world and following the living."

Shi Feng shouted angrily, "That's nonsense! Who are you? Why did you know that I would come to the Zheng family in Beiling and actually set a trap in the bamboo pole in advance?"

"The immortal master is wronged! The villain just made the soul-inducing flag."

"Still quibbling!" Shi Feng suddenly turned to Old Uncle Zheng and said, "Who is this person?..."

Old Uncle Zheng was also shocked. Before he could speak, Shi Feng continued, "...Hmph! Stop covering up for him. Do you know that your words have already revealed the truth!"

"Master Immortal, you, what did you say, what kind of trick?"

"Huh! You are still quibbling! You have always told your brother Ajian to do things. You never dared to tell this brother or call him by his name, because this brother is simply a fake. I only need to go back to the village and ask about this. ..."

As soon as he said this, a sharp wind sounded. Shi Feng was already on guard. He jumped up, waved his hand, and the carved feather sword flew out. There was a "clang" sound, and a white light was separated.

Counting the time in the Wanlinghuan Realm Palace, Shi Feng has been immersed in Taichu Sword Art for hundreds of years. The sword is already turning with the energy, and the sword is flying out of the sheath with a snap of his fingers.

"Since I let you see through it, I don't bother to pretend anymore." The panicked expression of the black-bearded young man suddenly disappeared, and his eyes were full of sinister birds of prey. The coercion on his body surged, and he instantly climbed from the fourth level of Qi training to the late stage of Jindan. .

Shi Feng took a few steps back, flying swords coiled around him, "Who is your Excellency? Why did you disguise yourself to assassinate Shi!"

"You don't need to know who I am. Hand over Zheng Tong's relics and I will let you go."

"Zheng Tong's relics?"

The black-bearded man said coldly, "Don't say you don't know. You are Zheng Tong's master. His relics must be on you."

"It seems that your Excellency knows my details very well. So which relic of Zheng Tong do you want?"

The black-bearded man chuckled, "I have long heard that Taiji Sect Shi Feng is cruel and cunning. As expected, do you want to trick me? Dream on! Take out all Zheng Tong's relics."

Shi Feng raised his eyebrows, "I understand. You should be from the sect behind Zheng Tong. What are you looking for in Zheng Tong's relics?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Since you don't know how to praise me, I'll get it myself!"

The big man with black beard was impatient. He teleported and rushed over. He immediately shot out his right hand and slashed towards Shi Feng's neck.

This movement was like lightning, almost with a thought, it had arrived.

Shi Feng was shocked, "What a fast escape!" He didn't have time to think about it, and he stood up from the ground, narrowly avoiding the opponent's blow.

"Tsk", Shi Feng pointed his finger and slashed down with the carved feather sword.

The black-bearded man snorted coldly, not taking Shi Feng's sword seriously at all. His figure blurred for a while, and the Eagle Feather Sword had lost its target.

Shi Feng concentrated his consciousness and realized the fluctuation of spiritual energy on the left. He quickly performed the Light Splitting and Hiding Shadow Technique and flew up again. After three or two teleportations, he had already flown into the sky.

The black-bearded man turned into a white light, following him closely.

The Light Splitting and Hiding Shadow Technique is already a secret skill of body movement that is unparalleled in the world, but the black-bearded man's body movement is even more strange and erratic.

Shi Feng dodged seven moves in a row, and the eighth move was impossible to dodge. He could only hold the Eagle Feather Sword across his chest and took a hard hit.

The Eagle Feather Sword has now been upgraded to a magic weapon, which is light and sharp, and can cut iron like mud.

The black-bearded man did not use the magic weapon, but still used his palm as a knife. When he saw the Eagle Feather Sword slashing over, he did not dodge at all, and directly met it with his palm knife.

With a light "ding" sound, like metal intersecting, the palm of the black-bearded man produced golden light, and the Eagle Feather Sword was knocked away.

The black-bearded man moved very quickly, knocking the Eagle Feather Sword away with his right palm, and his left palm had already chopped down from a distance.

Shi Feng was also as fast as lightning, and with a wave of his hand, the Sun-Covering Sword flew out, "ding-dong", and the Sun-Covering Sword was also knocked away.

"Good guy! Both hands are melted into the magic weapon!" Long Er exclaimed in the black tortoise bone.

As a late Jindan master, it is not uncommon for the other party to cultivate palm knives and palm swords, but it is extremely rare to cultivate palm swords with both hands, and one gold and one white, each different.

The black-bearded man took the lead with one move, and his palms intertwined, and the subsequent moves were endless, like a wave.

Shi Feng performed the light-splitting and shadow-hiding technique, and kept retreating, and the swords in his sleeves kept flying out.

The two people were like attracting butterflies through flowers, and their figures kept flashing and chasing. Shi Feng used seventeen swords in a row, but he still couldn't get rid of the opponent's pursuit.

On the eighteenth move, the black-bearded man appeared like a ghost from an extremely unlikely place. Shi Feng tried his best to dodge the back of his head, but his back was still hit by the opponent's palm sword.

"Dang", the sound was like the collision of metal and iron.

"Baojia!" The black-bearded man's eyes narrowed, and his extremely sharp palm was actually blocked.