Liang Dong picked up a pen in front of the ground gate, swiped his name and family background on the sticker in front of the door, he sneered, and strode into the "earth gate" road.

He was followed by three senior brothers who were walking together, and they also strode into the mountain gate together.

There are a total of fifty-seven people from the Nanhua faction, of which seven are beginner disciples, and the rest are first-class registered disciples and servants, while the Guangyuan faction also has forty-two people, including five beginner disciples, and nearly 100 people galloped on horseback when they came, and the momentum was violent.

However, they were not in a hurry to wait for the top, but first sent several disciples, including Liang Dong, up the mountain to test the attitude of the Mingcang faction.

If there is no obstacle all the way to the top, then the disciples of the two factions naturally do not need to be polite, and completely sweep away the face of the proprietor in one breath, if Liang Dong and the others are blocked, they can also detect it in advance, and they will not mess up.

After Liang Dong passed the head mountain gate, he saw that the two sides were deserted and abnormal, and his eyes were all the way along the mountain road, and he was even more empty, and he couldn't see a single figure, which formed a strong contrast with the situation of the disciples of the various sects outside the mountain gate, and he couldn't help but daxiao: "If it's really a report and a report, this time it's also my turn to send Guangyuan to fall the face of the Mingcang faction, and the humiliation suffered three years ago will definitely be recovered once and again." ”

Several brothers and sisters behind him said yes.

Liang Dong was even more proud, waved his sleeves, and said: "Senior brothers, and climb the peak with me!" ”

He thought that there was no one to stop him in this place, so his voice was extremely high, and it spread all the way out on the mountain road, and at this time, a cold voice came from above a big rock not far away, "But the senior brother of the Guangyuan faction?"

Liang Dong was taken aback, he looked up, and saw a person sitting on the top of the big stone, looking at him condescendingly.

Being looked down upon like this, he was unhappy in his heart, and snorted coldly: "Exactly, who are you?"

The man stood up and said in a deep voice, "Zhang Yan is sent in Xiamingcang." ”

Liang Dong unconsciously took a step back, because the other party had his back to the sun, he didn't see the other party's face clearly for a while, squinted his eyes, and said, "What do you want?"

Zhang Yan smiled and said, "Without him, invite Dou'er." ”

Liang Dong hesitated for a moment and said, "Wendou or Wudou?"

Wendou is like Mo Yuan, and martial arts is a technique of comparative skill.

After the establishment of the Yuan, the cultivator's arms have the strength of a thousand catties, and also have the ability to fight the lion and tiger, break the stone to open the stele, the Xuanmen monks practice to be humane, in order to prevent the body from decaying in the perennial meditation before opening the pulse, it is unbearable, and also often practice some strong muscles and bones of the technique.

The Xuanwen Festival, although it is mainly based on literature, but the monks are not scribes, and the monks of the upper courtyard fight and kill each other more fiercely in order to snatch the treasure land elixir, so there are often fighting skills at the festival.

But there are also many disciples who disdain this, the reason is that after opening the pulse, they can learn the multiplication method, the flying sword cuts off the skull, and the soil is turned into steel, and the strength of the monk is mostly reflected in the magic weapon and the flying sword, so that the physical skills are the path.

However, he is not a disciple of the family, and he can't easily get the magic weapon flying sword, even if he has an elixir rune, he only relies on his own body, so there are still many people who value it in terms of technical attack.

Zhang Yan smiled slightly and said, "It's all right." ”

Liang Dong perked up, and couldn't wait to answer: "Then fight!"

He was not from a family, and he had almost no achievements in the eclipse of texts, so how could he dare to fight? If a registered disciple like him wanted to stand out in the Fa, he could only rely on technical attacks to gain fame, so he chose martial arts without hesitation.

He is still confident in this way, in order to collect the Five Elements Divine Sand, he also often walks in the barren mountains and rivers, fighting with tigers and wolves, not to mention comparing with several senior brothers who are good at this way, but it should be no problem to deal with the disciples of the Mingcang faction who have never heard of it in front of him.

But when Zhang Yan jumped off the boulder, Liang Dong's confidence was shaken, and he exclaimed in his heart, "This Zhang Yan is so tall!"

Zhang Yan stopped there, a head taller than ordinary people, but this momentum did not dare to be underestimated.

However, Liang Dong is also a quick-witted and opportunistic person, he rolled his eyes, and before Zhang Yan could make a move, he didn't even say hello, so he punched over, in a vain attempt to catch Zhang Yan off guard.

Zhang Yan's senses are keen, looking at the opponent's toes and shrugging his shoulders, he knew that the other party was going to make a move, and from the direction of Liang Dong's pulling, he predicted the angle of this move, he didn't even dodge, his eyes opened, he shouted, and his fist "boomed" with a sound of breaking the air, and he smashed into the opponent's face door first. ,

Liang Tong didn't expect Zhang Yan to suddenly start shouting, and the fist came first, his heart couldn't help but tremble, the fist was slightly paused, only to hear the "bang", Zhang Yan had already smashed his fist on the bridge of his nose, and Liang Tong fell down on his back.

When I looked at him again, he was lying on the ground with his face covered in blood, completely unconscious.

Zhang Yan took out a white handkerchief, wiped the blood on his fist, the expression on his face did not change in the slightest, and he raised his eyes to look at the remaining three.

These people gasped when they saw it, and hesitated to step forward, but they were unwilling to retreat, and they couldn't help but freeze there.

Zhang Yan smiled: "It's better to wait together." ”

Several Guangyuan sect disciples looked at each other a few times, nodded, group fighting is also within the allowable range of martial arts, as long as the party of the competition agrees, three years ago, Chen Feng was an enemy, if he wasn't willing, no one would pull down his face to beat him.

The three of them exchanged a few words with each other and came up with a plan, and they were divided into three directions: left, center, and right, and Zhang Yan slowly surrounded them.

Zhang Yan stood there motionless, only looking at the person in front of him, as if he didn't care about the people on both sides.

The person on the opposite side saw Zhang Yan's previous punching momentum, and he didn't dare to be careless, according to the strategy discussed in advance, he suddenly took a step forward and started to punch, his idea was to attract Zhang Yan's attention head-on, and create opportunities for his companions on the left and right.

Who knew that as soon as he moved, Zhang Yan also moved at the same time, took a step forward, and punched him in the face.

This person had already taken precautions, tried to parry, and complained in his heart without thinking about stopping it, Zhang Yan's fist was strong and heavy, and when he punched, he concentrated the liliang of his whole body at one point, he couldn't hold it at all, his arms involuntarily scattered, and he could only watch Zhang Yan's fist enlarge in front of him, and then heard a muffled sound in his ears, the teeth in his mouth and blood spurted out together, and the whole person flew out in a whirlpool.

At this time, the people on the left and right sides have not come around, and they saw Zhang Yan put down the first person, and the momentum couldn't help but be grabbed, Zhang Yan had already taken advantage of the momentum, a stride, from the back to the two to the side to the side, and the person on the left had not had time to react, he was slashed by his palm on the neck, staggered a few steps, and fainted on the ground with a "poof".

Zuihou saw that the situation was not good, but he was also interested, and immediately said: "Admit defeat in the next." ”

Zhang Yan arched his hand lightly.

The man breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly went to beckon a few Dao Tong to carry away the senior brothers lying on the ground.

Although the injured people looked horrible with blood on their faces, Zhang Yan was measured in his hands, and these monks were also tenacious, including Liang Dong, they were only injured and did not die, but they couldn't fight with others for a short period of time.

Zhang Yan shook his head, in his opinion, these people's skills were miserable, and they didn't know how to use their strength.

In his previous life, due to the lack of guns and ammunition in the doomsday shijie, he could only use simple weapons to fight with mutated beasts, and people could not trust each other, and every day people died on the street in order to fight for a little bit of water, living in such a shijie, you have to pay attention to whether someone will do it when you sleep.

As a member of the upper echelons of the survivor camp, he has all his fighting skills, and he pays great attention to efficiency, without any tricks and superfluous movements, and he makes extremely simple moves, just trying to end the battle in the shortest possible time.

After coming to Shijie for the first time, he only felt comfortable and in a good mood, and his long-dormant battle consciousness also woke up.

At this time, Ai Zhongwen walked out of the Toushan Gate, he couldn't help but look at Zhang Yan a few more times, and praised: "I didn't expect Senior Brother Zhang to be good at the way of technical attack, it seems that I was still too worried." ”

Zhang Yan shook his head and said, "Skill Attack Path, my Xuanmen Flying Sword magic weapon is a killing weapon." ”

Ai Zhongwen nodded yes, and then he reminded: "The Guangyuan faction is good at runes and spells, I'm afraid I came prepared this time, Senior Brother Zhang must be careful." ”

The rune book of the Guangyuan Sect is very magical, it can increase a person's combat power by more than several times, but it is not easy to make talismans, and it is a pure waste to use it on the disciples of the lower court, but after the last festival suffered Chen Feng's loss, I am not sure if they will do it this time. But in his opinion,

Zhang Yan smiled and said, "It's okay, the soldiers will come to block the water and cover the earth." Besides, there is a senior brother on the side to fill in the leaks, why be afraid?"

Although Ai Zhongwen was born in a family, he always had a heroic feeling in his chest, otherwise he would not have been enthusiastically surged by Zhang Yan's two or three sentences, and he would have stopped the disciples of the two factions together. ,

Of course, it is not so much that he believes in Zhang Yan, but that he believes in Zhang Yan's background more, so he inexplicably has great confidence in Zhang Yan.

It's just that he didn't know that the reason why Zhang Yan chose to block the disciples of the two sects was definitely not for the honor and disgrace of any sect, nor was it for the courage of the blood and qi for a while, he had never been so kind, but had other plans in his heart.

Knowing Chen Feng's experience at the Fa meeting three years ago, and knowing that Chen Feng's cultivation was not much different from his own at the beginning, he suspected that this was the other party's use to polish his vitality, so he repeatedly asked Ai Zhongwen what Chen Feng did that day, and refused to let go of even a little detail.

Ai Zhongwen thought that Zhang Yan admired Chen Feng's demeanor, and he took the trouble to tell him everything he knew in detail.

After listening, Zhang Yan deepened his judgment.

Looking at what Chen Feng did on the Tianmen Road of the Nanhua Sect that day, he first did not sleep for the first seven days, invited to fight, and then seven days of fatigue and weakness, and it was difficult to support, and then the spirit of the seven days gradually increased, the more he fought, the more courageous he became, and he was full of energy for seven days, and he was better than before.

Looking at the changes in this month, it can be described as mysterious.

And Zhang Yan noticed that not long after Chen Feng returned to Cangwu Mountain, he opened the immortal vein and went to the upper courtyard, and he actually jumped over the threshold of "Yuan Cheng Entering the Truth", so he boldly speculated that Chen Feng must have received great benefits in this month, so he cultivated to the next level.

However, Chen Feng's path has its own methods, and it is impossible for him to copy them completely, and it is impossible to know the details. It's just that with the residual jade in his hand, he is not afraid that he can't find a way to truly refine his vitality, he can't try twice once, he can't try three times twice, and he can't try ten times three times, and he can always try the real method.

He waited here, and Liang Dong was carried out of the mountain gate, which suddenly made the disciples of the various factions who had been sleeping for the past few days excited, feeling that a good show was about to be staged, and it didn't take long for the news to reach the ears of the disciples of the two factions at the foot of the mountain, and the original menacing momentum was suddenly frustrated.

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PS: This is yesterday's one.