The old Taoist Yunshan smiled and said, "Get out, you guys, I'm here to see how you lost."

Qiu Zhi pointed to the crowd at the foot of the mountain and smiled, "If you lose, your face will be too shameful. So many people are watching you. Why do you want to challenge so many people?"

Zhang Zhexue smiled and said, "I'm going out for a while recently, probably four or five years, so I want to leave a deep impression on them before leaving so that they can remember that I, the young master, are there, so as not to forget me after a long time."

Cuihua held Zhang Zhexue's hand tightly, looked up at him, and asked in a low voice: "Young Master, are you going out for so long again?"

Zhang Zhexue lowered his head and touched Cuihua's head, and smiled and said, "Yes, the young master has something to do, and he will be back in a few years. Don't be reluctant to let me go. If my love lasts for a long time, how can I stay together day and night? Practice well and wait for the young master to come back."

Seeing that the two of them were so kind to each other in front of the big guy, Qiu Zhi asked the old man Yunshan: "Sect Master, did you teach this disciple?"

The old Taoist Yunshan nodded and smiled, "This is not what I taught. This kid is better than me. If I had him so sarcastic in the past, I wouldn't have been alone."

Qiu Zhixiao said, "Your apprentice even falls into the cesspool, and you think it's fragrant."

"If you have such an apprentice, you will feel this way."

At this time, there were already many people at the foot of the mountain, and there were people at the mountain: "Young Master, when will it start?"

Zhang Zhexue let go of Cuihua's hand, bowed to the old Taoist Yunshan and Qiu Zhi, and then jumped down to the peak. He fell down on the martial arts training ground, and shouted to the people around him: "Those three brothers who are on the same level as me, come out."

As soon as he finished speaking, three figures descended from the sky and landed more than a hundred feet in front of him.

"Young Sect Master, we are only three. Who do you want to come with first?" The person who spoke was a burly man.

Zhang Zhexue said: "You three come together, so hurry up."

The faces of the three of them changed, and they were already a little unhappy. They were both at the beginning of the foundation building stage. How could you be higher than us? The man said, "I'll do it first. If I can't do it, then the two of them come together. What do the young master think?"

Zhang Zhexue smiled and said, "It's OK, you decide for yourself."

The two men who were beside the man retreated to both sides and left the venue to Zhang Zhexue and the man. The man clasped his fists and said, "Che Lei, please give me advice from the young master." After that, he jumped into the air, and at the same time he used two flying swords and a set of shields to protect his whole body. Then the sword technique moved at the fingertips, and the two flying swords were like two meteors, bringing out two belts of light and shooting towards Zhang Zhexue.

Zhang Zhexue had already jumped into the air at this time, slapped his waist, and six tiger killers appeared in front of him, then shouted, "Be careful." After saying that, the true energy was aroused, the sword technique was used, and the purple Qi Mad Sword Technique was used. The six tiger killers were like rolling dragons, circling and rolling towards Che Lei's two flying swords. The six swords flew more than ten feet away and suddenly separated. The two tiger killers pressed against Che Lei's flying swords, and the other four were flying in a mess and slashed towards Che Lei.

Che Lei pointed the shield in front of him, and surrounded the four shields, and then a giant axe was sacrificed. Before he could drive the giant axe, Zhang Zhexue's four tiger kills had already arrived in front of him. Seeing that the flying swords were about to shoot onto the shield, he suddenly turned around and turned the sword head up or down in the direction of the shield. Then two flying swords pressed against Che Lei's throat and against the back of his head. Seeing this, Che Lei did not dare to move again.

From the action to the end, there was a time of two breaths. The entire martial arts training ground was quiet, and then the Qi Refining disciples who had experienced the battle of Keshan Sect and surrounded the mountain with Zhang Zhexue cheered.

Ge Teng stood beside Lan Qing. Seeing that Zhang Zhexue was so downplayed, he won the game, and said to Lan Qing: "Elder Lan, I found that I couldn't even resist a move in front of the young sect leader. Do you think we are the fake foundation-building initial level, or are the young sect leader a fake foundation-building initial level?"

This was the first time Lan Qing saw Zhang Zhexue playing the flying sword. He didn't expect that Zhang Zhexue's combat power would be so amazing. With such combat power, unless he used magic weapons to protect himself without any gap, he would really not be able to resist a move. He also knew that Zhang Zhexue had a hidden kill without taking action. That hidden kill was personally refined by Zhang Zhexue: "I think he is a fake foundation-building initial stage."

Zhang Zhexue bowed to Che Lei and said, "Take it aside." Then he recalled the six tiger kills, still surrounding him.

Che Lei took back all the magic weapons, clasped his fists and bowed deeply to Zhang Zhexue, and said, "Young Master, Che, admired me." After that, he turned around and flew outside the martial arts training ground. He also wanted to see Zhang Zhexue's next performance.

"Let's come together." Zhang Zhexue turned to look at the two people waiting outside the court and said.

The two of them looked at each other, fell into the venue at the same time, bowed and said, "Please give me advice from the young master." Then the two of them were left and right, occupying the left and right sides of Zhang Zhexue. Without saying a word, they each used to draw out flying swords and slash towards Zhang Zhexue. The one on the left sacrificed three flying swords at the same time, and the one on the right sacrificed two flying swords.

For ordinary early-level foundation-building cultivators, controlling two or three magic weapons at the same time is the limit, because the decisive factor in controlling the number of magic weapons is still a problem of spiritual consciousness. The spiritual consciousness is not strong enough, and having a body of true energy can't control too many magic weapons.

Zhang Zhexue pulled back and slapped the storage bag, and then sacrificed six more flying swords, twelve flying swords, six on one side, unbiased.

As soon as the twelve flying swords appeared, the monks from Junjiabao knew that Zhang Zhexue had reserved some of them in the martial arts training ground of Junjiabao at that time, and at most eight flying swords were released. Among these people, some of them lost a lot of crystal stones in Zhang Zhexue's bet, and they started to clamor. When this bastard was in Junjiabao, he could win the last game, but he lost, which was obviously intentional.

This time, Zhang Zhexue spent three breaths to let the two early-level foundation-building monks admit defeat. There was no way. No matter who it was, when three or four flying swords were pressed at his vital point, if he didn't want to die, he had to admit defeat.

After completely dealing with the three early-level foundation-building monks, Zhang Zhexue turned around and said to the middle-level foundation-building monks, "Everyone, who will compete with me?"

The nine intermediate-level cultivators of the foundation-building cultivators knew that the young sect leader had hidden his combat power when he was in Junjia Castle. Now that twelve flying swords have appeared, the cultivation of these people is not much different from those of the Junjia Castle. Therefore, no one is willing to come out and be embarrassed. He was defeated by a preliminary foundation-building in front of so many disciples. It is not good-looking in appearance. Although none of the nine people went to fight, it was embarrassing to everyone. On average, not many people were lost, and it was better than carrying it alone.

Zhang Zhexue shouted three times in a row. Seeing that no one in the middle-level foundation building had answered, he turned his head to the four high-level foundation building and said, "Which of you four is here to give me some advice?"

The four people looked at each other, and one of them said, "Brother Zhao Guan, come on. You are known as a multi-armed Taoist among us. You can control seven or eight magic weapons at the same time, and only you can come."

Zhao Guan laughed and said, "Since you all push me out, I will measure the strength of our young sect leader. If I am not his opponent, brothers and others will be obedient in the future, otherwise he will beat you once when he sees you." After that, Zhao Guan flew into the martial arts training ground.

"Young Master, let Zhao Guan come and learn about it." Zhao Guan said with his fist at Zhang Zhexue.

Zhang Zhexue also bowed and smiled, "Brother Zhao, I hope you will give me more advice."

Zhao Guan jumped into the air, waved his hands continuously, and in a blink of an eye, he used a flying sword handle. All the flying swords were of different lengths, obviously they had their own uses.

Zhang Zhexue also began to deal with it carefully. The twelve tiger kills suddenly retracted and turned into a big sword. He held it with both hands, and then sacrificed the tiger mountain shield to protect his whole body. Then he made a mistake under his feet. The flying crane and cloud step had been used. After a few steps, his body rose into the air and rushed towards Zhao Guan with his great sword.

Zhao Guan originally thought that with his deep true energy, no less than Zhang Zhexue's sword control ability, he could offset Zhang Zhexue's advantages. As long as he delayed his time and exhausted Zhang Zhexue's true energy, he would win this battle.

Who would have thought that Zhang Zhexue gave up his strengths and changed to close-up fights. So Zhao Guan also adjusted his tactics and left two flying swords to protect him. The remaining six flying swords, driven by the sword technique, drew out six rays of light and shot towards Zhang Zhexue's slashing and slashing lightning.

The Feihe Liuyun Step and the Purple Qi Crazy Sword Technique, taken from the mortal martial arts, have been used by Zhang Zhexue to be superb. The Feihe Liuyun Step Technique is strange and changeable, and it moves quickly. Zhao Guan could not catch Zhang Zhexue's accurate figure for a while, so when the six flying swords were out, four of them lost their correctness, while the other two were chopped away by Zhang Zhexue's big sword.

The Purple Qi Crazy Sword Technique was originally a melee technique, so Zhang Zhexue used a great sword to protect his whole body tightly. With the Hushan Shield, Zhang Zhexue rolled towards Zhao Guan like a thorny iron ball. If Zhang Zhexue separated the great sword to resist Zhao Guan's flying sword, even if his true energy is strong, his meridian width is limited, so the amount of true energy cast is also limited, then the strength of his flying sword will be somewhat different from Zhao Guan. Therefore, he adopted this method of fighting with the great sword to ensure that he is not inferior to Zhao Guan in terms of strength.

Close combat was not Zhao Guan's strength. When he saw Zhang Zhexue rushing forward quickly, he hurriedly pulled back and drove six flying swords like a storm, trying his best to block Zhang Zhexue's path forward.
Chapter completed!