Chapter 1032: Zhang Yifeng must die

"Elder Tao, the cultivation base that Zhang Yifeng revealed today is the ninth level of the Bigu period."

Kuangyun confessed honestly.

"Interestingly, the ninth floor of the Bigu period actually dared to try the 501st floor." The beautiful deacon's eyes beamed, and then she smiled freely, and said to everyone, "After passing the third level, I want to put this in my pocket. Under the sect, everyone won't fight with me, right?"

The expressions of the deacons changed. Except for the crazy deacon, the other three deacons were all interested in Zhang Yifeng, but now that the beautiful deacon uttered this openly, they had to smile bitterly: "Deacon Lan, look at the face of Elder Lan, If you want someone, we can't stop giving it to you, but we can say the first thing. If there are good seedlings in the future, you are not allowed to fight with us."

This woman is called Deacon Lan, and an elder is also called Elder Lan. Obviously, the elder Lan is not her grandfather or her father.

The beauty deacon smiled charmingly: "Haha, thank you brothers for your accomplishment. Don't worry, if there are really good seedlings next time, I will definitely give it to you. I don't have such a cheeky face, right?" Then she looked at Elder Tao, "Uncle Tao , This Zhang Yifeng was invited by you. You will not fight with me, will you?"

Elder Tao glanced at the beautiful deacon, shook his head slightly, and said faintly: "Since you want to, take it and cultivate it."

"Uncle Tao, don't worry, I must take good care of him. Gluck."

Deacon Blue giggled, and an indescribable part shook for a while. It was an eye-catching beauty that made people never tire of it.

Several deacons stayed for a while, then they all shook their heads. The beautiful deacon's name was Lan and Xianghan. He is cold and arrogant, and there are few disciples he likes. Choosing Zhang Yifeng this time does not know whether it is a blessing or a curse for Zhang Yifeng.

After talking a few more words, the deacon and the elder left after a few minutes.

The crazy deacon didn't stop all the way because of a bad mood, and quickly returned to the yard.

The old house is very large, and the deacons live alone in a small courtyard.

As soon as he came back, he heard a disciple step forward to report: "My deacon, your nephew Kuangfengli is coming to you."

"Oh, Phonak is here? Where, take me there."

"It's in the lobby."

The mad deacon went to the hall in two steps and saw the mad peak force pacing back and forth in the hall at a glance.

"uncle."

Kuangfengli saw the crazy deacon, and suddenly exhaled, as if he had found the backbone.

"Come to my room." The mad deacon knew that Kuangfengli must have something to ask for him. After bringing Kuangfengli to his room, he asked, "You came to me for Zhang Yifeng's business?"

Kuangfengli’s character mad deacon knew very well, Kuangfengli was arrogant and conceited, but the young man named Zhang Yifeng stepped on his feet in the first two trials, and there must be a breath of illness in his heart.

"Uncle, you already know?" Kuangfengli clenched his fists, he felt very ashamed.

"I see, the meeting discussed just now was Zhang Yifeng. I didn’t expect him to climb the 501st floor. By the way, why didn’t you try the 501st floor? With all kinds of trump cards and pill, maybe you can also set foot on the 501st floor."

Mad Deacon frowned and spoke.

Hearing this, Kuangfengli also regretted it a little: "I didn't expect him to climb the 501st floor, otherwise I have to do it anyway. Uncle, I came to you this time just because I hope you will come out tomorrow. In the competition, let me face Zhang Yifeng from the beginning, and I will defeat him or even kill him! Anyway, I will have him lose his fighting power and prevent him from qualifying to the top ten. My elder brother’s record is not that easy broken."

A cold light shot in the eyes of the crazy deacon: "Are you sure?"

He didn't want anyone to break the record of madness. After all, he is also a member of the Jinhumen mad family!

Although Jinhumen is a sect, it is a hereditary sect.

Kuangfengli nodded, and said: "When I set out, the elder Taishang gave me a small bottle of Heart Protection Pill."

"The Supreme Elder General Heart Protection Pill gave you. So, are you planning to use the family secret technique?"

Jinhumen Mad Family has a secret technique that can improve cultivation. But the secret techniques that can improve cultivation have side effects. If you don't have the support of Heart Protection Pill, your heart beats faster and you die.

"I don't understand this Zhang Yifeng, do you need to use the secret technique? Although my mad house secret technique is good, the more I use it, the greater the harm to the body."

"Uncle, this Zhang Yifeng must die! I am determined and cannot be shaken! I know better than anyone that if Zhang Yifeng is not stepped under his feet, he will always be a big stone in my heart, and my cultivation path will not be smooth sailing. But, I am someone who wants to surpass the big brother, how can I be defeated by an unknown boy!"

The mad deacon nodded, and said: "If this is the case, then I will arrange it for you, but that Zhang Yifeng is really so powerful? As a person of Golden Tiger Gate, you will not only have high-level physical skills, but also high-level physical skills. Magic martial arts. Is it impossible to defeat the opponent with the might of martial arts?"

"Uncle, that Zhang Yifeng's martial arts is also very brilliant. Even, it is still above me. I guess that he has everything I have."

"You have, he has... What is the origin of Zhang Yifeng?"

Mad Deacon frowned. Jinhumen's martial arts, but it is loud in the hidden door, not to mention one of the best, but it is also among the best.

The disciples of Jinhumen are almost invincible of the same rank. It is because their martial arts are better than the opponent.

"In this way, this free wind is indeed a blocker on your cultivation path. You must smash him. You go back first. I will arrange it, but you must succeed."

A sneer appeared at the corner of Kuangfengli's mouth: "Tomorrow I will completely trample on his dignity! Uncle, just wait for a good show."

In Zhang Yifeng's room, Zhang Yifeng is still practicing fighting the fairy body.

At this time, he seemed to have some sentiment.

He converged the spiritual energy in his body into fine needles. This is the so-called cohesion as a needle.

Under the guidance of Zhang Yifeng, the spiritual energy in the body changed rapidly, and the original light spots became sharp and slender, like thin needles.

As time goes by, one light spot turns into a thin needle, two light spots become thin needles, three light spots become four needles... a hundred light spots become thin needles... a thousand light spots become thin needles. A single spark set a prairie fire instantly, and in just a few dozen breaths, billions of light spots turned into thin needles.

These fine needles, after appearing, begin to stimulate the body's pores, skin, cells, meridians, blood vessels, and internal organs!

"Uh!"

The pain that came in that instant made Zhang Yifeng couldn't help but roar.

The stronger the physical skills, the more difficult it is to practice. Only the practitioner knows the pain.

"Zhang Yifeng, are you okay?"

Zhang Yifeng's change disturbed Su Rou, and Su Rou asked suspiciously.