This fierce battle allowed all the acupoints in the originally ruined body to be fully penetrated, which was one of the blessings in disguise. However, this time he fought with a high-level master in the realm of returning to the void, and his injuries were not required. Even if the unique recovery ability of the demon species in his body still needed some time to rest.

However, Zhang Kaifeng was sitting closed his eyes and recalling the battle just now. He had asked Mr. Mo that the time to draw the sword was the time to draw the sword or the time to accurately draw the sword, but Mr. Mo never answered him in this question. He just said that the top of the sword is a process, crossing mountains and ridges to see the Five Mountains. He still can't figure out what the Five Mountains are, but when he fights Yaowu, the last sword is blessed to the heart. When he enters his previous state of mind, the state of no joy or sorrow appears in front of the Buddha. He is still unwilling to calm down because of the peerless holy demon sword that has risen to kill. However, at this moment, Jian Ming suddenly stopped restless. The surging demonic energy is no longer so ordinary, and as his breathing is transformed into the acupoints of the whole body. At the same time, the demon seed released the magic energy to cooperate, and the piercing acupoints that were penetrated were filled with demonic energy, and the broken body was infused.

Time is silent, the first sun has risen, and the chirping of insects and birds have sounded in the dense woods, and there is laughter and joy. And the man sat cross-legged there as he saw yesterday, like a wooden sculpture. The sunlight shone down, and the tree shadows fell on him in the wind.

Suddenly, a gentle footstep sound approached from afar. This was a woman holding a long zither, covered with a black veil and a slender body, walking slowly. Her clear and beautiful eyes looked at the figure, but she did not mean to stop her pace.

Step by step, three feet away, the black sword sheath inserted beside the young man suddenly sounded a sword sound, which was a warning, warning her not to get closer. The woman's eyes burst into a ray of light, but the slender ones took another step after pausing. The black sword sheath exuded a breath, and repeated white auras surrounded it. This was the sword energy.

A sword whistled into my ears, the woman in black put her other arm on the strings, and her fair fingers clasped the strings. This was an unpredictable woman, especially her other identity, which made people feel that she could not be regarded as an ordinary warrior. The blood Gu in Miaojiang shocked the martial arts world, and this kind of person was the most mysterious.

Two feet, the sword energy of the peerless Holy Demon Sword was even heavier. The woman in black looked solemn on her face, and her index finger had already knocked on the first string. Although the man had not moved like a wooden carving, seeing the unpredictable way of controlling the sword made her realize that once she took a wrong step, the sharp sword would definitely penetrate her chest without hesitation, just like the self-righteous Yaowu was also under his sword.

Yizhang, the sword sheath that emitted the blazing sword energy was all breathing. This change surprised the woman in black. The steps she was about to poke out were hesitating. Looking at the figure, she decided to take another step forward.

"Clam!"

"Brush!"

The woman in black stepped out in one step, and suddenly, the long sword in the scabbard was drawn out in an instant, and two sharp sword energy flew out of the air. The extremely fast sword energy went from the moment the sword automatically drew the sword for about a month to the long sword return to the scabbard, but the sword energy was approaching the two vital points of the woman in black. One was the chest and the other was the eyebrows.

The sword energy at the breaking mouth was so fast that when the sound was heard, the two sword energy had become the most deadly crisis. The woman in black suddenly shrank at this moment. If the tight strings were loosened at such a close distance, she would have been affected by herself, but she would only die if she didn't let go. The loose strings released two sound waves, and the two sword energy that came exploded, and the branches and leaves shattered, and the woman retreated from the falling leaves, but her clothes were torn apart by the sword energy, revealing her white and seductive skin.

"call!"

This was the sound of breathing and exhaling. The woman in black who had just rushed out of the center of the storm was extremely sharp in both ears. She saw the man sitting cross-legged on the ground and opened her eyes. The eyes were calm and unwavering. He supported his right foot with one hand, which was already in one knee, and he had already held the hilt of the sword in his right hand.

"You are the magic sword Zhang who disappeared five years ago---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"brush!"

A few branches and leaves shook, and the man left the place. The sword tip of the long sword had already arrived in front of her. Her chest was only about an inch away from the sword tip. She couldn't react. How could this be possible?

"bite!"

When the woman in black thought she would die, a figure appeared in front of her, and his slender body blocked her view. Then, the wave of air burst out, and the woman in black was shocked before she could see clearly that the woman in black was shocked. Yan Zhen grabbed the sword edge with a golden palm and looked at the man in front of him. His power seemed to be increasing every period of time. With his sword skills, he had already walked out of his own path. He was also moving towards another path, he was in the court, and he was in the martial arts world. The peak of power and the peak of swordsmanship, the pursuit of the two people was very different, but they were still friends. Many years later, Yan Zhen recalled this memory, but it was already another ending at that time.

"She was just curious." Yan Zhen let go of his palm and the golden aura dissipated.

"I can't tell that you have reached this age," Zhang Kaifeng teased, saying, "She does have such charm, no wonder you do this."

"You guy, I was half dead just now, but I didn't expect you to recover so quickly." Yan Zhen shook his head and said helplessly. Indeed, he was really shocked. The dying guy recovered in just one night. There were many secrets on him.

"Don't you go and see her?" Yan Zhen saw that the man in front of him was about to leave, and asked casually, but he was actually asking on behalf of others.

"No, I don't want to see her like this." Zhang Kaifeng turned around and inserted his sword back into the scabbard.

"So, you have to see other women." Yan Zhen's eyes flashed with a sharp light, trying his best to keep his tone calm, and said, "She has been waiting for you for five years! I finally hope that you will come back, so I won't allow you to hurt her."

"I can't promise her. You should know the reason. Have you ever thought that if your father takes power again, would he agree?" Zhang Kaifeng was not angry because of the other party's tone and continued, "I am a treason descendant."

"She doesn't care!" Yan Zhen said.

"But your royal family cares." Zhang Kaifeng said.

The conversation was in a stalemate. Zhang Kaifeng was unwilling to get stuck on this topic. He walked out with a long sword. When he passed by the woman in black, he did not stop. Only a faint voice blew into the woman's ears like a blowing wind: "A smart woman can indeed please men, but a smart woman will only make people hate it."

When he came back to his senses, the figure had already risen into the air, flashing on the branches and leaves, and then disappeared from their sight. Yan Zhen walked over and looked at the disappearing figure without saying a word.

The woman in black finally couldn't help but ask: "Your Highness has a noble status, why should you tolerate such people being presumptuous?"

"You don't understand, this is something that only men understand." Yan Zhen sighed, and he felt the pressure when he looked at the departing back. The man was growing all the time, and his growth rate was too fast. This kind of pressure, even if he succeeded in the future, would it accompany him for the rest of his life. Could it be that the Demon Sword Dao was wiped out for this reason?

This thought appeared, and Yan Zhen's body trembled briefly. He did not notice it himself, nor did the woman in black. A family that grew too fast and made the authorities feel pressured. Yan Zhen was sweating coldly on his back, which was too ridiculous. He quickly denied the impossible. No matter how powerful a family is, to threaten an empire, it would be like hitting a stone with an egg. There has been such a thing in history, but it was soon ruthlessly suppressed by the imperial court. Moreover, even the top two righteous and demons in Da Yan had never had such an idea.

Moreover, no matter how powerful a family or sect is, it cannot compete with the entire empire. The gap in power, coupled with the fact that people do not stand on the side of those people, will eventually fail. The huge imperial power is beyond the reach of no one.

(End of this chapter)
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