As soon as Zhang Zhifeng swallowed the huge demonic aura, his expression immediately became strange. He actually showed a strange expression on his face that he wanted to laugh but forced himself to hold back.

The injured Tiansheng forced himself to stand up and reached out to grab Zhang Zhifeng to try to regain the demonic aura, but after all, he was seriously injured and inconvenient, but Zhang Zhifeng easily avoided it.

"Don't touch me, I'm fine." Zhang Zhifeng suddenly said, showing a comfortable expression. "You guys think I'm really fine." He stretched out his hand to the muscles on the arm, and there was nothing abnormal except for looking very strong.

"It's really okay! Perfect Yan Fengzi's skills have always been hidden in my body. The demonic aura is in harmony with my skills. I can't stimulate those demonic auras now, so it will not affect it." Zhang Zhifeng smiled on his face and saw cold sweat on his forehead. This time, he really risked life and death to bet. Fortunately, he bet correctly that the demonic aura is really in harmony with the skills hidden in his body for a while.

The ten Tianshengs, **yun, Ben Xiaoji, Tan Youzhang and others all understood this in their hearts.

Everyone's eyes at Zhang Zhifeng changed a little.

"Haha, good boy! I don't care about life and death at this age, so I have the courage to suck out the demonic energy. But I didn't expect that you were so decisive and brave at such a young age!" The Tiansheng patted his skin that looked young for thousands of years and sighed: "You still have a good skill! The master has indeed a wise eye and didn't entrust the wrong person!"

The other Tiansheng also nodded repeatedly. Although they were masters of Tiansheng, they all looked respectful when facing Zhang Zhifeng, the holy realm.

"Are those demonic auras really alright?" Bon Xiaoji suddenly asked.

Everyone was silent as soon as they said this.

After a moment, the Tiansheng, who was named, slowly spoke: "Just wait for Junior Brother Yi to come out of seclusion and he refines the last two styles of the Eighteen Demon-Destroying Palm. Then we brothers and brothers should be 80% sure to clear the demonic aura."

"Oh?" Zhang Zhifeng's eyes lit up after all, it was related to his life crisis, and he couldn't help but care. "What kind of combat skills is this in the Eighteen Demon-Destroying Palms?"

"The Eighteen Palms of Demon-Destroying Demons are the highest unique skill that our master has created throughout his life. He has deduced this magic trick and has been urging us to practice, but unfortunately, even the master himself has not refined it all." Another Tiansheng next to him replied.

Zhang Zhifeng couldn't help but think that Perfect Yan Fengzi was fighting with the "demon" all his life and he had all his efforts to create an extremely powerful combat skill. These Tianshengs were 80% sure to drive away the huge demonic aura in their bodies. If Perfect Yan Fengzi refined himself, he might be able to purify himself without having to die, right?

Zhang Zhifeng now understood that Perfect Yan Fengzi turned her pure thoughts into Zhao Bailong and left Jiran City far away to explore Big 6. It was not afraid of escaping, but insisting until he refines the Eighteen Palms of Demon-Destroying Demons himself.

The disciples of Perfect Yan Fengzi must be working hard to practice and hope to help their master. So after Perfect Yan Fengzi's death, they even hid here without even caring about Jiran City and practiced hard.

Zhang Zhifeng's eyes swept across the withered faces one after another, and his heart couldn't help but understand that they had a kind of sympathy and awe.

I think Bi Zai Yan Fengzi's death must be in extreme pain in his heart these days!

Zhang Zhifeng shook his head and sighed.

Even though the demonic aura in his body seemed to have no crisis for a moment, Zhang Zhifeng couldn't help but think of another purpose of coming this time - looking for the Zhuyi Sword Note.

After a slight change in his heart, Zhang Zhifeng already knew time clearly - after reaching the holy realm, it is extremely easy to understand the various mysterious things between heaven and earth.

The promised three days have passed!

Zhang Zhifeng's heart suddenly became tight and the flames of Momo would be worried and uncomfortable?

Thinking that Yan Momo must be confused and eagerly looking forward to her eyes must be watching...

Zhang Zhifeng suddenly felt ache in his heart and said in his mouth: "A few seniors, I am about to break through to the realm of the Heavenly Saint."

"Well, you were about to break through, but unfortunately I interrupted it... It's such a sin. It's a rare opportunity for breakthrough in a century. It's a rare opportunity for breakthrough, but it's all my fault!" The leader Tian Sheng Chuan said with a stamping foot.

Zhang Zhifeng already knew that he was the eldest disciple of Perfect Yan Fengzi and the highest cultivation and age among this group of cultivators.

It is a rare opportunity to break through in a thousand years. This is a fact that Zhang Zhifeng has no way to refute it. Seeing the Tiansheng acting so excited, Zhang Zhifeng quickly spoke: "Actually, when you came, you had another purpose. I have seen the bamboo sword used by Zhao Bailong, who was transformed by your master, I think that wonderful sword technique can help me break through."

"It's easy to have a bamboo sword!" The cultivator waved his hand in panic and said, "The ** created by our master is not something that cannot be spread out now, both in terms of emotion and reason, I should give you the bamboo sword score."

"Really?" Zhang Zhifeng was happy but a little embarrassed and said, "Is it really okay?"

"Don't say that you have any requirements for a sword book. Only I can do it for you!" That day Sheng said firmly, "Brother, you have been entrusted by my master to risk life and death. Now you are still taking responsibility. What's more, I interrupted your breakthrough just now and I can't get over it!"

Zhang Zhifeng shook his head repeatedly, but after Tian Sheng said this, he felt much more relaxed.

A book bound from a square, thin piece of jade the size of a palm was handed to Zhang Zhifeng.

"There is no fixed move in the bamboo sword technique, so the heart cannot record this thread-mounted jade score in ordinary words. My master personally made every page with mysterious information. You must use your own spiritual origin to sense and resonate with it before you can learn it."

Tian Sheng took out the book from the storage space and there was another small blue and white jade sword. The exquisite jade sword stopped in his palm, but it seemed to be beating slightly like life.

"This little thing was also created by the master himself to cooperate with this little sword to practice the bamboo sword technique, which will achieve twice the result with half the effort."

Tian Sheng said seriously and solemnly handed the two things to Zhang Zhifeng.

Zhang Zhifeng excitedly took over the seniority of his belief in the Bamboo Intention Sword because he knew that Perfect Yan Fengzi's most powerful ability is to directly transmit information without any text, image and sound!

It is obvious that the thread-mounted Bo Yu Xiaoshu is the kind that is not to mention that there is a smart little sword that is specially used to cooperate with. If it is an ordinary sword technique, can it be carefully arranged by the master of Laodun Xuansheng?

"This bamboo sword technique is not only the secret technique of your master, but also the relics of your master, which are very precious. If it is convenient, you can practice here and return two treasures immediately." Zhang Zhifeng said sincerely.

"Then there is no hurry. If the guy is willing to practice here, it would be better. We have to protect the demonic aura. If the demonic aura is really not abnormal, we can feel a little at ease!" said another Tiansheng.

Zhang Zhifeng nodded and knew that the demonic aura in his body was not a joke, it would really kill people.

With these ten Heavenly Saint masters on the side, there will be security guarantees, not to mention that there are strange phenomena in the realm of Heavenly Saint. If you break through in other places in Jiran City and are seen by cultivators from the eighteen sects, it is difficult to guarantee that no one will come to destroy it. The consequences are really unpredictable.

When he gave Ben Xiaoji and the others an apology look, he received a reply from several people who asked him to practice with peace of mind. Zhang Zhifeng sat cross-legged and stared at the line-fitting jade book slowly opened a page.

Bamboo Sword!

When Zhang Zhifeng opened the page of the book, he saw a flower in front of him. He saw green bamboos rushing towards the green ocean. The rustling sound of bamboo leaves in the wind was so natural, lively and vast.

The vigorously ejected bamboo pole shows perseverance; the rubble and rustling bamboo leaves reveal their sharpness; the stable and vigorous bamboo roots show calmness...

The scenes that seem to be painting but not painting but not sound give Zhang Zhifeng a lot of insights in an instant.

The fiery red power followed, and the green bamboo shadows formed outside Zhang Zhifeng's body and flew around him.

"Ah, I just read the page and realized the 'bamboo meaning' directly?" A Tiansheng whispered in surprise and suspicion. His voice was only transmitted between the few people on the side and did not reach Zhang Zhifeng at all.

For Tiansheng, he shook his head: "It is impossible for someone to understand directly that his name is exactly in line with the artistic conception of the bamboo sword technique created by his master."

The agile little sword, Zhang Zhifeng, flew gently as he twitched his palms, and saw Zhang Zhifeng touching the little sword in turn.

He already knew in his heart that the little sword was a magical bamboo, which was not made of jade.

While appearing blue, the small sword slowly drips and flies in the air. It is like a fish swimming freely in the water, with a green belly and a green back scale.

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Suddenly, Zhang Zhifeng blinked his fingers and flew over the jade book and turned over another page.

This time, a wave of fresh fragrance came from the entire cave as if it had reached the clean and natural bamboo forest.

It seems that there is a breeze and sometimes there are unknown crisp crying.

Ten Tiansheng, Ben Xiaoji and others all showed shock.

In fact, there is no breath in the cave. The feeling of the extremely real bamboo fragrance is transmitted, but it is a pure information that is directly transmitted into people's hearts.

Of course, it would be nothing strange if it came out of that book, but this kind of aura came out of Zhang Zhifeng!

The bamboo shadows circling around Zhang Zhifeng's body came from the fragrance of bamboo... Suddenly, he seemed to have disappeared, and there seemed to be a large bamboo forest.

Suddenly, bursts of sharp sword lights came out.

Swish swish swish swish...

All the light and shadow fragrance disappeared, but a murderous aura that made people trembled.

Zhang Zhifeng shouted: "Bamboo's Wrath! The bamboo sword technique turned out to be a killing sword!"

The blue and white sword flew out and flew around the cave with a soul-catching light.

Everyone, including the ten Heavenly Saints, was shocked by the huge murderous chill!
Chapter completed!