Tens of thousands of disciples outside saw Zhang Yan suddenly call Du De, and there was a commotion, they were first surprised, and then suddenly, they all thought that he was not convinced and fought to a draw with Xiao Fu, so that he wanted to win back a game from Du De.

Although many disciples of the family thought that he was a little incompetent, many of the disciples were faintly excited in their hearts.

Not to mention that Zhang Yanshi and Xiao Fu gambled and fought, and unexpectedly fought a draw, that is, after he entered the field, the three of them fought in a row, and they did not see the slightest fatigue, and they were still full of energy, and they could see that their vitality was abundant, and their strength was long, far above their peers.

When he landed, countless pairs of eyes followed him.

However, it seems that Xiao Fu and the others are thinking deeper, and they are all secretly thinking about it, guessing the real intention of his move.

Luo Yuanhua clutched his chest and coughed a few times, and said angrily: "Senior brother, if this Zhang Yancai hadn't let him go for the time being, how could he have escaped in the hands of Senior Brother, and he actually wanted to challenge Senior Brother Du's position, he was really arrogant and arrogant, and he was too blind to no one." ”

Xiao Fu couldn't help but be surprised when he saw that his tone was so angry, contrary to his usual calm and calm appearance.

Then he pondered it, and immediately understood what he was thinking.

It turned out that Luo Yuanhua was afraid that Du De would defeat Zhang Yan, and in contrast, it seemed that his side was down, so that he, who was defeated by Zhang Yan, couldn't help but raise his head.

An unpredictable smile appeared on Xiao Fu's face, and he said with deep meaning: "Senior brother and relieved, this is not a bad thing. ”

He pointed again. "I've just noticed it. This Zhang Yan has a treasure robe on his body, just look at it, if he is bent on stability, Senior Brother Du may not be able to scoop him. ”

After Zhang Yan and Xiao Fu gambled, he went to find Du De to call the battle, which seemed incomprehensible, but he had his own intentions.

Ning Chongxuan didn't provoke others before, but only targeted Su Wentian, and he could see that Ning Chongxuan's temper was right. This must not be his original intention, but must have been instructed by those few cave naïve people.

Ning Chongxuan has the support of Sun Zhenren behind him, and he is still like this, which obviously has his own concerns and bottom line.

The bottom line is the general trend. If it is once crossed, the pressure to bear is the Dongtian Zhenren behind those disciples.

Zhang Yan came to the top of the big comparison this time, although he has Peng Zhenren's support behind him, but the two sides only have the same interests, Peng Zhenren can push him at a critical moment and help him take the position, but he may not be in the fire for him.

In this case, it is to seek a draw for the time being, which can not only prove his strength, but also not provoke the nerves of the family. This is the best option.

However, it was a draw with one man. A fight with two people can also be a draw, although the process is the same, but the result is completely different.

It ended in a tie with Xiao Fu, but the two were in a gambling fight, and I am afraid that the disciples did not think that his true skills could match the former.

Since this amount is not enough, then he can find another person.

If he can fight with Dude, then who in the door dares to underestimate him?

Even if he didn't think he could win against these two, I was afraid that he couldn't deny that his strength was enough to squeeze into the top ten disciples!

Du De sat on the peak and heard Zhang Yan's shouting. But he didn't make a sound, his expression was moody, but his eyes were slightly heavy, and he raised a hand as white as a woman and waved it at Feng Zhen under the seat.

Feng Zhen explained his meaning. Since he achieved his little supernatural powers, he has always wanted to fight with Zhang Yan. This is exactly what you want.

He stood up and shook Du De, and was about to go down the peak, Mo Daoren stood among the disciples, seeing that he was walking impatiently, afraid that he would lose, he said to his back, "Senior brother be careful, don't underestimate this person!"

Feng Zhen didn't hear it, didn't look back, hurriedly floated down the mountain, blinked to the bottom of the peak, and said proudly: "Zhang Yan, it seems that you are such a backward person, why do you need the teacher to take action, I can clean up." Zhang Yan saw that it was Feng Zhen who came over, although he only had a one-sided relationship with this person, but he also knew that this person had been a ghost in the back, which was not a killer compared to the top and bottom, but it could make this person suffer more, so he smiled and said: "The battle of words and tongues is useless, let my subordinates see the truth." ”

Feng Zhen sneered, glared at Zhang Yan, and carried the Xuangong luck, and in an instant, the burning fire in his chest boiled, and he was excited by the fire, and his eyes were blood-red, and with a sigh, he waved his big sleeves, and immediately a large cloud of orange fire and black mist exploded from above the halogen door, and there were dazzling sparks mixed with occasional dots, like scattered stars and ashes, flying and scattering.

This fire mist intersects black and red, winding and stirring, like a pillar of smoke, rushing straight up, climbing higher and higher, reaching a hundred zhang above, as if to shoot through the clouds, at this time I heard a bang, this pillar of smoke exploded and dispersed, but a few breaths of time, there was a black and red cloud in the sky, full of miles out of a radius of several miles, the light of the moon was all obscured.

Feng Zhen haha smiled, pulled out his body, and went to this fog and cloud, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

When he made such a noise, the disciples in the audience were also surprised, they never thought that he actually had such a method, and some people who didn't know him asked about his origins.

Zhang Yan stared at the thick smoke, pondered for a moment, raised his finger, and sent a sword light into the trial.

After the sword pill turned around in the smoke and dust, he felt that the surroundings were all gray, and there was no trace of him, showing that the other party's exercise could hide his own tracks.

Since he couldn't find it, he didn't insist anymore, and as soon as his mind moved, the sword pill came back and returned to his eyebrows.

There was a fluctuation in the fireworks at this time, as if there was a hand stirring in it, and then Feng Zhen appeared from it, only half-concealed and half-hidden, shallow, and even the other figure could not be seen clearly, only heard his voice coming from the rumble, and said: "Zhang Yan, the magic weapon of Ling's swordsmanship is so good, I see how you can hurt me!"

He let out a loud shout, and in an instant the smoke shook, and immediately countless sparks fell one after another.

Although Zhang Yan has a treasure coat to protect his body, if he is not necessary, he does not need to be tough on this technique, he drives the sword light, turns into a light and flies, and easily avoids it.

It's just that little spark doesn't seem to be relenting. Chase after him. But he was so sick that he couldn't touch him at all.

Feng Zhen poked his head out of the clouds, and a circle of fire patterns gradually floated in the corners of his eyes, looking hideous, even his emotions became excited, and he laughed wildly: "Zhang Yan, even if you hide, I see where you can hide!"

He pinched the trick, and saw that the spark no longer flew, but crackled. It kept bursting, like firecrackers, resounding in the sky, and the sound was everywhere. And there was another day of smoke and mist.

It's just that, he still doesn't seem to give up, his mouth is ho-ho, the magic in his hand keeps changing, only to hear the sound endlessly, as if the furnace is exploding, booming, the fire is fluttering, the blazing heat is overflowing, and the space is constantly encroached. Reflecting this side of the world is red like burning charcoal,

If he continued like this, I am afraid that it would not be long before he could turn all the miles into a place of turbidity and haze.

After Feng Zhen urged this exercise, he felt that his whole body was hot, as if he had destroyed everything he saw in front of him, and his mind became more and more unconscious.

He saw that the sword light controlled by Zhang Yan kept shuttling among the Mars, and he thought that he had the upper hand, and he couldn't help but feel proud, only to feel that the method given by Du De was quite wonderful. Even Zhang Yan is not an opponent, and relying on this method in the future is enough to run rampant among his peers.

In fact, his little supernatural ability is indeed commendable, and he can exert his own Dansha power to the extreme, even if he is a cultivator of the Dual Realm of Transforming Dan. But if it's really the latter, because there are still a lot of changes. But it may not be able to suppress him. ..., if a cultivator of the first level of the Dan does not open the trick, he will not be able to turn all the power of the Dansha in his body into mana, and it is good to be able to get five or six percent, because after reaching the double realm, the mana that the monk can control is almost doubled, far better than the monk of the first realm.

But his little supernatural power, although he can't improve his martial arts, can turn all the pills in his abdomen to the outside, rely on a magic talisman to pull his qi, and fix the door, so that he can't be scattered, and he can be driven back and forth at will according to the will of the gods.

It was that in the past, many of the tricks that could not be performed due to insufficient merit were now born on their own with just one thought, and if he had the dual ability of turning pills in the blink of an eye, how could he not be excited and crazy.

Zhang Yan was flying uncertainly, constantly dodging the sparks coming from the hot clouds, but he was not in a hurry to make a move.

Although Feng Zhen's exercises are huge, and the real body can also be hidden and hidden, so that people can't easily find them, but Zhang Yan is well-informed, but he can't scare him, just driving the sword while looking for flaws.

He thought in his heart, Feng Zhen is the same as himself, but he is just a Dancheng product, the foundation is unstable after all, and if he can make such a big scene, he must also have his flaws, as long as he prescribes the right medicine, find out the key, and there is a way to break it.

In the end, his eyes were sharp, and after a few laps around the field, he saw something unusual in a short time.

Although the spark kept bursting, but only the smoke was in place, but there were wisps of essence back into the large fireworks, and it would not be long before there would be another spark.

That being the case, it only takes the right medicine.

Zhang Yan pondered in his heart, smiled slightly, and had an idea.

He ran the spell on the "Lanyun Secret Book", and suddenly a thick mist poured out from under his feet, and in an instant, all around him was white.

When he was fighting with Wang Pan, he was able to cover a hundred feet in a square with this technique, so that people could not see, and now, he used the ability of Hua Dan to run with all his might, and in an instant, the fog was rolling, the wilderness was dim, and the momentum was even more magnificent.

Not long after, there is a misty fog evaporating under the ten peaks, ethereal coming and going, chaotic, aura, obscure, covering the stars and the moon.

Zhang Yan's original intention was only to think of the clouds and mist, and then use the true light of Shui Xing to cut off the fireworks, so that no one could see his means.

It was only after this cloud was released that he suddenly had a strong feeling in his heart, as if to tell him that something was missing in this cloud.

The feeling came back all the time, urging him to do something.

He frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and then a flash of inspiration suddenly understood, and he laughed and shouted, releasing all the three hundred and sixty-five drops of Yin Heavy Water.

As soon as these heavy waters came out, without waiting for the Dharma to be urged, they were driven by the Buddha's drive, and they dispersed to this misty white fog one after another, and each of them was divided into separate places and distributed in all directions.

Zhang Yan took a breath and ran the magic trick one by one, and in an instant, the three hundred and sixty-five drops of heavy water pulled each other, vibrating together, and there were electric lights like golden snakes flying and scurrying under the fog, giving birth to a thunderclap sound.

Sun Zhenren, who was sitting on the clouds watching the battle, said "Huh", and his face was a little surprised.

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