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Chapter 421 Promotion(2/2)

During this half-month period, I am at my weakest and most dangerous time.

You can only kill one Grand Master. If there are multiple Grand Masters, you can only leave after killing one.

Of course, since Si Zheng sent himself here, he should only have to deal with one grand master, and Si Zheng must also know that he cannot deal with two grand masters.

There must be someone who can help.

It can be seen that after seeing Zhu Ni, although he was fascinated by Zhu Ni, he was worried about whether Zhu Ni could deal with the Grand Master?

"Master, can I have a try?"

"Please." Fakong nodded.

"Tsk!" There was a flash of cold light, and Zhang Yishan suddenly stabbed Lin Feiyang's shoulder with his sword, suddenly and quickly, and he let out a sigh of relief.

Lin Feiyang disappeared in a flash and appeared on the left rear side of Zhang Yishan the next moment.

When Zhang Yishan saw Lin Feiyang disappearing, he turned around and stabbed behind him, still as fast as a flash of lightning.

But after the sword was thrust out, it was discovered that Lin Feiyang was not there. From the corner of his eye, he saw Fakong standing behind him, and he hurriedly stabbed again.

Lin Feiyang disappeared again and appeared behind him on his left.

Zhang Yishan stabbed again.

"Chi! Chi! Chi! Chi!"

He thrust out ten swords in one go, but Lin Feiyang's shadow didn't touch him.

Zhang Yishan stood dejectedly, leaning on his sword, and shook his head helplessly.

My god-killing sword is mysterious and unpredictable, capable of killing the Grand Master. The most important thing is that it has no warning and is extremely fast.

Don't let the great master generate a reaction. When the reaction occurs, the sword is already close to you and you can't dodge it.

Lin Feiyang curled his lips.

Fakong nodded lightly: "This sword kills the Grand Master. It's okay if it comes as a surprise."

The disciples of Huangquan Valley are mostly skilled in poison, and they are not that devoted to martial arts training. The improvement of their cultivation level is usually through poison skills, external objects, and purely relying on their realm to suppress others.

When they fight enemies, they often use poisonous techniques instead of martial arts, so their hands-on experience is much different.

The gap between great masters is wider than the gap between great masters. These great masters in Huangquan Valley are easy to kill.

Of course, you need to use the right method. If you use poison to kill them, then they are the hardest to kill.

Lin Feiyang thought for a while: "It's barely enough."

Zhang Yishan, who was originally downcast, was now re-energized. His eyes were as bright as torches and he looked at Fakong excitedly.

In the past, the enemy was emptied out of the building after just one sword strike. Now, after ten sword strikes, he is still full of energy and energy, as if he had never used the sword before, and he can continue to use the sword.

This time, I have become ten times stronger!

Fakong looked at Zhu Ni.

Zhu Ni also cheered up.

Fa Kong thought for a while and took out a jasper flute from his sleeve. It was crystal clear and warm, and the crystal light flowed under the jasper.

Zhu Ni caught it with both hands.

Fakong said: "To test its power, just use Lin Feiyang."

"Yes." Zhu Ni took the jade flute.

The tentacles were warm, and a strange feeling emerged in my heart.

It's as if this jade flute is my own body, completely integrated with myself, and the human flute is one.

She pursed her lips and blew lightly, and the strange power immediately flowed out of her mind and was directly injected into the sound of the flute.

She felt that her spirit merged with the sound of the flute, and flew away with the jade flute, heading towards Lin Feiyang.

Lin Feiyang was like a ball of light, but he was a knife, piercing directly into the ball of light.

Lin Feiyang snorted, with a look of pain on his face.

"Bang!" Zhang Yishan rolled his eyes and passed out.

He was so vulnerable to the sound of the flute that he couldn't even stand a small syllable.

Zhu Ni continued to play.
Chapter completed!
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