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Struggling to shout, Bofeng's voice has not yet ended, and his whole body suddenly twitched.

Whoa!

In an instant, it turned into a pile of yellow sand and fell down without leaving any traces.

All around, there was no sound.

The first thousand 720 chapters and six ancient sages appear

call!

The tree roots swayed slightly, the yellow sand disappeared, and the surrounding area recovered again, as if the previous things happened in a dream.

It's just that Bofeng has completely disappeared and can't be found anymore.

"Is Bophon dead?"

"His soul breath is gone, and his body has turned into yellow sand? This... how is it possible?"

"what happened?"

Many Foreign Spirit Race people, all teeth chatter.

Even though I saw it with my own eyes, I still couldn't believe it.

Bofeng's strength, fighting alone, is definitely the most peak group among them. This kind of strength, when they meet each other, turns into yellow sand, and they don't even have the ability to react... This tree root, what is it? What?

How could it be so scary?

Not only the expressions of everyone, but also many famous teachers such as Xingmeng Sword Master were dumbfounded.

I thought that Zhang Xuan, who didn't use the holy beast, would become very difficult to fight. He never expected that the speed would be faster!

It was over in less than two breaths, and it ended with... Bofeng's complete death!

"Xuan'er, this is..."

Dream Sword Saint looked over.

"It's nothing, this is also the little chance I just said! It's just something I tamed by accident!" Zhang Xuan smiled.

This tree root looks terrifying, but in fact, as long as it seals the breath and prevents the fluff from entering the body, there is nothing to be done. Its real combat power is not as good as the five holy beasts.

"..." Dream Sword Saint felt tight in his chest.

Small chance?

Five holy beasts with great perfection in the Immortal Realm, and a tree root that can easily kill the Great Perfection in the Immortal Realm... These are all small chances, what are they called?

Nothing counts!

"return!"

With a shake of the palm, the tree root came to the front, was taken into the folding space by Zhang Xuan, and then grabbed again.

The holy blood spar and the cold moon hook just now also flew over: "I won this bet, you're welcome..."

After finishing speaking, regardless of everyone's expressions, they directly put it into the ring.

Rumble!

As soon as the things were put away, I felt a frightening atmosphere, which spread suddenly, like a typhoon approaching the shore, cracks appeared on the ground, and the four pavilions in spring, summer, autumn, and winter kept shaking, as if they were under pressure. Can't help coercion.

"This is... the Old Sage!"

Pupils shrank, Zhang Xuan hurriedly looked up.

I saw the pressure in all directions, and I couldn't find out where it came from.

"Although this tree root is not a holy beast, it also has a sense of life. It can be regarded as a beast's pet, and this can be regarded as a fair duel?"

Whoa!

A loud voice sounded, and then Zhang Xuan felt his body tense, as if locked by someone's mind, a force came oppressively, trying to crush him to death.

creak!creak!

The bones of the whole body were brittle, and the cold sweat broke out on the head.

Obviously, the actions just now were somewhat against the rules, and the ancient sage on the other side couldn't bear it anymore.

"Old ghost, just now my junior specifically asked if you can use the tree roots. Your people agree to use them. What, you don't want to admit it if you lose? It's okay if you don't admit it, then we will fight!"

boom!

Just when Zhang Xuan couldn't hold on anymore, a voice sounded again, and then, a force like a spring breeze came caressing him, and the pressure on his body disappeared.

The two superpowers collided, and the surrounding space made the sound of water hitting the rocks, and it would break at any time.

"The Old Sage of the Zhang Family?"

With a heartbeat, Zhang Xuan heaved a sigh of relief knowing the identity of this person.

It seems that the ancestor from the Zhang family made the move.

"He only said that the roots are hard, but he didn't say that they can kill people..." The voice called Yu Laogui sounded.

"Since it is a competition, you must have the consciousness of being killed. Tree roots can kill, so can't Hanyue hook kill people?" The ancestor of the Zhang family snorted coldly: "If you lose, you lose. If you can't afford to lose, don't hide like a turtle , no more nonsense, believe it or not, even if I get injured, I will drag you out and crush your eggs to burst?"

"you……"

Trembling like an old ghost, but it seems that he is afraid of the ancestors of the Zhang family and is not entangled in this matter: "Hmph, let's not argue with you today, I don't believe that I can keep guarding this guy, his name is Zhang Xuan, I remember Alright! After leaving the Confucian Temple, there is plenty of time... Well, don’t stay here, go back and wait for the opening of the Dacheng Hall!"

"Yes!"

Many Foreign Spirit Race people turned around at the same time when they heard the ancient sage ancestor speak.

"Wait!"

He had just taken two steps when he heard a loud shout, and Zhang Xuan took a step forward.

"What? Still want to compete?"

Seeing him speak, the faces of many Foreign Spirit Race people were ashen.

"Yes, I still want to compete! Don't worry, this time, I don't use holy beasts or tree roots. Do you dare to fight me?"

Being oppressed and threatened with breath, when did Zhang Xuan suffer this kind of anger!