Just as I cut off Zhang Hongzhen's head with one sword, Nushan had already divided another sect elder into two with a sudden sword. Blood rain fell from the air. For a moment, other people in the feather tribe were stunned and frightened. Nushan disappeared into Bingzhu Mountain in a flash, and I was the only one left in the air.

"Dog thing!"

A middle-aged Yuanling Realm strong man had his eyes blazing fire and shouted: "You dare to kill two elders of the Yu Clan. Do you don't want to live anymore? Unexpectedly, the disciples of the Holy Palace in Bailu Academy will only attack! Today, if I, Zhang Chengye, don't kill you, I will be a member of the Yu Clan!"

I was so angry that I looked at him quietly, and said, "Zhang Hongzhen dared to slander me as Bu Yixuan from the lower realm. I want to kill me, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Aren't you Bu Yixuan?"

Zhang Chengye's anger was not gone, but he showed a hint of suspicion.

Zhang Hongzhen is good at stargazing. When he dies, others naturally cannot prove that I am Bu Yixuan. This is also the reason why Zhang Hongzhen was killed first. Of course, all the feather tribes here are going to die. The reason why they talk to them is just to solve them one by one. After all, this is a group of powerful people at the Yuanling Realm, Tailing Realm, and Human King Realm level. No one can stand it.

"Do you think I'm Bu Yixuan?"

He raised his eyebrows and looked at him, and I said, "But, as a disciple of the Holy Palace of the White Deer Academy, you dare to set up a killing formation here to kill me. Are you not afraid that my master, Bai Lu Sword Saint, will you be angry with your feather tribe?"

Zhang Chengye was stunned and sneered: "Since you dare to do it, you are naturally not afraid of the White Deer Sword Saint being angry. You killed two elders with a despicable way of sneak attack. Now that you speak with your strength, who else can you defeat? Don't think that a mere person on the top of the king list is invincible in the world. There are at least two digits of people who can kill you here."

"That's right, we must avenge the two sect elders!" said another middle-aged strong man who exuded the aura of the Yuanling Realm.

At this moment, figures appeared on the mountain range next to it, containing tremendous power and wearing iron armor. They were not someone else, but the people from Bahuanglou. Zhao Yuanliang was among them. Many of them were already injured, but their strength was still there. Zhao Yuanliang looked at the feather tribe with deep eyes, looked at me again, and smiled and said, "This place is so lively."

The people of the Yu tribe turned around one after another, and their eyes were full of fierce lights. At this time, the people from Bahuanglou came were not good news for them.

Zhang Chengye clasped his fists: "Zhao Dunzhu, it's been a long time since he was gone!"

Zhao Yuanliang nodded and smiled: "Zhang Chengye, Zhang Chengxi, the two middle-aged geniuses of the Yu clan have appeared here. In addition, there are a group of young geniuses of the Yu clan. The young man surrounded by you is wearing the clothes of disciples of the Holy Palace of the White Deer Academy. It seems... this person is the second king of the legendary West Lake sword contest, and he was killed in vain."

“That’s right.”

Zhang Chengye smiled and said, "White killing villains, he used despicable means to sneak attack and kill two elders of my Yu tribe, so as a member of the Yu tribe, we will never let him go. Is Zhao Duzhu going to watch the battle or want to participate in the battle?"

Zhao Yuanliang was injured and naturally did not want to get involved in this dispute. He shook his head and said, "I have always been kind and made money, so I will naturally not be involved in the battle between you. But I have long heard that Bai Zhan, a disciple of the Holy Palace of Bailu Academy, has been unparalleled in swordsmanship, and even obtained the inheritance of Zhuge Ming, the first person under the Sword Saint. Therefore, I want to observe one or two, but I will never intervene in your battle. Is it okay?"

Zhang Chengye nodded: "No problem! Since Zhao Duo has a subjective battle, my feather tribe must let Bai Zhen die. He will never bully the few with the more, but with the genius against the genius, he openly killed him, the so-called king of the West Lake sword contest!"

Zhao Yuanliang and other groups of powerful men from the Eight Desert Towers smiled slightly, with the momentum of sitting in the mountains and watching the tiger fight, while I felt a little cold in my heart. There were really wolves in front and tigers in the back. Even if I killed Zhang Chengye and others, I am afraid that the next one would face Zhao Yuanliang. The so-called watching the battle was just to wait for a result. In the end, the fisherman would benefit from the snipe and clam fighting. After all, both the people of the feather clan and me would carry a huge resource.

Bahuanglou is enough to serve the court on the right path, and in the evil path, it is just a common practice to do some killing and robbing goods. What's more, the branch of Bahuanglou in remote prefectures like Shazhou is even more poor, and seeing a few drops of high-level beast spirit liquid is enough to make their eyes turn green.

...

Zhang Chengye's eyes turned cold and he looked at me and said, "I have countless geniuses in my feather tribe, and the younger generation has emerged in many talented people. Who will destroy Baizhan and avenge the two elders?"

Among the crowd, more than a dozen young men in the king realm showed anger on their faces, but no one took a step forward. They knew that their strength was far from comparable to the top of the Man King List.

In a moment, a young man in a blue short shirt walked out with a sharp sword in his hand and said, "I want to learn more about your ability!"

As soon as this person came out, all the young men in the king realm were excited.

"Zhang Xingwen is a young genius of my feather tribe. Now he has reached the perfection of Tailing Realm, which is enough to fight Bai Zhan!"

"It is said that Zhang Xingwen has challenged the Tailing List and ranked 187th on the Tailing List!"

"This Baizhan really doesn't know how big the gap between the Human King List and the Tai Ling List is. The person who just crossed the Human King List fights with the top 500 Tai Ling List, which is almost like seeking death!"

Zhang Xingwen's eyes were full of fire, and he growled and rushed out of his head with a low roar. It was still a raptor's magic image. It was also the holy soul that people in the feather clan would awaken when they entered the Tailing Realm. Its power was average, and it could only be considered a middle and lower class among the bloodline holy souls. It could not even be ranked in Zhongzhou, which was far inferior to my Canglong Soul.

"laugh!"

The sword blade rushed towards him, Yun Danfengqing, a feather clan sword technique. A ray of white flame surrounded the sword blade, which directly pierced the Qingfeng, and the murderous intent was awesome. Just this blow could tell that this person was indeed capable of entering the Tailing List. The sword path level has reached the perfection of the sword path, and he is considered to be one of the young generation with the higher level of sword path.

But, it's still not enough!

I shouted abruptly, and the Canglong soul roared out of his head. This time, only the six-level sword energy was used. The Immortal Bone Sword burst into the air and directly shook Zhang Xingwen's sword. At the same time, the sword energy turned into a white light and stabbed into his eyebrows. The next moment, Zhang Xingwen fell out, the holy soul dissipated, and he died instantly.

"Bai Zhan, you are so cruel!" Zhang Chengye roared.

A group of young men from the King Realm of the Feather Tribe were also stunned, and they gritted their teeth one by one.

Several young men in Tailing Realm all looked stern. One of them smiled contemptuously, holding a sharp sword in his hand, and said, "I have really understood the clear sword heart. It seems that the legend of the West Lake sword contest is not fake. Zhang Zizhen wants to ask the king of the sword contest conference to teach him the unique skills of sword tactics!"

Zhang Zizhen, I have heard of this name. He is a first-class young master in the feather clan. He has cultivated the sword's heart perfection at a young age. He is only one step away from the sword's heart brightness. It is said that he is about to make a breakthrough recently. He has successfully challenged the Tailing List with his profound background and accumulation, ranking 11th on the Tailing List. He can challenge the strong man in the late stage of the Yuanling Realm above the level. This is a real master.

"Look at the sword!"

Zhang Zizhen was imposing in awe. Three extremely fierce swords were pierced into the air. The sword edge wrapped in white flames and pierced through space rules. It was very sharp. These three swords contained the power of the holy soul and could no longer be underestimated. Even if my cultivation level was stabbed, the sword aura would be damaged, and even the sword aura would be pierced. After all, he was already perfect in the realm of the spirit realm, and his mastery of the holy soul was definitely above me.

In the realm of the clear sword heart, all things reflect everything like flowing water, and all things are clear.

The Immortal Bone Sword was launched, and three consecutive sharp sounds shocked Zhang Zizhen's sword energy. At the same time, he bullied himself into the body. A ray of sword light burst out above his head, and he swung the Weiyang Nine Curves towards Zhang Zizhen!

"scare?"

Zhang Zizhen was obviously shocked by the powerful sword force of the Wushuang Nine Swords. The Weiyang Nine Qu has been cultivated to great success by me. Although it has not reached the level of perfection, it is already quite exquisite and powerful. The power of the sword shocked the surrounding rocks and trembled. In an instant, a nine-level attack broke out, shattering the mountain and shaving the rocks. The focus of the nine-stage attack was all concentrated on Zhang Zizhen.

"The wind shadow is without trace!"

Zhang Zizhen used a sophisticated body technique and instantly burned off a true feather to protect her body, but she was still shocked by Weiyang Jiuqu and took a few steps back. Her face turned pale, but she was not convinced. After all, as a master close to the top ten on the Tailing List, her arrogance in her heart was far beyond what Zhang Xingwen could compare to. When the sword blade shook, she condensed a sword method again.

"The wind and moon are boundless!"

The sword wind was flying, and the rays of moonlight flowed, hidden murderous intent. Zhang Zizhen was instantly like being in a beautiful picture scroll, full of elegant aura. The long sword was gently swung, and the endless scenery turned into murderous intent. Every leaf and every grass around seemed to be injected with spiritual energy and came to kill.

This move is quite good, and even made my sword heart resonate gently with it. Zhang Zi is really talented. According to this state, he will definitely be able to understand the sword heart within a month.

However, when facing the enemy, I will not give him a chance to grow.

"Swish!"

The Immortal Bone Sword split the leaves and grass, carrying the rumbling Canglong soul energy. Feng Yue Wubian, who seemed to have no flaws, was forced to break out a flaw. The next moment, the artistic conception of the sword arts like a scroll was completely dispersed. Compared with Li Qingyin's supreme artistic conception of the Confucian Saint Sword Book, Zhang Zizhen, the 11th strong man on the Tailing List, was not a little worse.

The fairy bone sword was in a very fast trend, and Zhang Zizhen couldn't resist it at all. Just when the sword blade was between his nose, his face was ferocious, and he suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a ball of white flames. It turned out that a true feather hidden in his body burned again. The "peng" sound offset the attack of the fairy bone sword, but he was shocked and vomited blood and flew back away.

The number of real feathers of the Yu tribe is limited, so it would be amazing to burn one, let alone two of them burned in a battle. It can be said that Zhang Zizhen has been forced to a very embarrassing situation.

The top 100 young man Jie on the Tailing List looked embarrassed, and quickly retreated, shouting: "Uncle Shi saved me!"
Chapter completed!