Fantasy: I, the one who extracts all things, is an eternal coercion!

Li Minghua looked at Zhang Feibai's figure, with unwillingness and helplessness in his tone.

And Zhang Xiaocai on the side was also silent.

Although they are both geniuses, they have to admit.

They have been left behind by Zhang Feibai.

"Damn, if I'm also in coagulation phase, I can help!"

"Come on, the opponent is in the mid-condensation stage! Even if you break through to the first layer of the condensation stage, you are still not an opponent!"

"Hey, do you think big brother can win?"

"If the enemy is in the early stage of condensate, there may be a glimmer of hope, but it is very difficult now."

"How?! Then we will die here?"

Hearing this sentence, all the disciples fell silent.

As an elite among inner disciples.

At this moment, they just feel very powerless.

not far.

The sword light and the fist pressed against each other.

Zhang Feibai only felt that his whole body was boiling with energy and blood, and his viscera were shaken.

If he hadn't been gifted with steel viscera, he would have suffered internal injuries by now.

At the same time, his stature retreated even more.

But look at the short middle-aged monk.

But he didn't take half a step back.

Not affected at all.

"Is this the strength of the mid-condensation stage? Sure enough, it's not easy!"

Stabilizing his figure, Zhang Feibai took a deep breath, and his face was a little dignified.

The knife just now.

Even Ye Xuan in his heyday can fly directly.

And in front of the powerhouse in the mid-condensation stage.

It didn't even have the slightest effect!

"Little thing, die for me!"

Seeing that Zhang Feibai only took a few steps back, and there was no injury on his body.

The middle-aged monk was suddenly furious.

He was a monk in the mid-condensation stage, and he punched down.

Unexpectedly, he failed to kill a monk whose cultivation base was only in the middle stage of gas transformation!

This is undoubtedly a great shame for him!

At this moment, he was already outraged.

"Today I will smash your head to pieces!"

Endless malice burst out in his heart, and the middle-aged monk's eyes were red.

The majestic spiritual power surged crazily.

The glove suddenly burst into a burst of dazzling brilliance.

In an instant, it had already flown into the air.

"Moon Breaking Fist!"

With the roar of the middle-aged monk.

The gleaming glove immediately turned into a fist the size of a small hill.

The terrifying momentum exploded with a bang.

Faced with this shocking momentum.

In the distance, the spirit shield on the flying boat was also rattling.

It seemed that in the next moment, it was about to shatter.

"go with!"

The next moment, the giant fist fell fiercely towards Zhang Feibai like a shooting star.

If this blow hits.

Zhang Feibai was afraid he was going to die!

Obviously, the middle-aged monk shot with all his strength and showed no mercy.

Seeing this scene, Li Minghua and others suddenly expressed despair.

There is only one thought in my heart.

"It's over, we are going to die here!"

The Great Elder of the Cangshan School in the distance also noticed the situation here.

Immediately, he was furious.

The saber in his hand turned into a [-]-meter giant sword early on.

Slashed and slashed towards the great elder of the corpse demon cave again and again.

Countless cold ice crystals directly froze several terrifying corpses.

It's just a pity that whenever Cangshan sent the elders to be desperate.

When he wanted to rush towards the flying boat, the Great Elder of the Corpse Demon Cave would desperately stop him.

Even though the elders of the Cangshan faction were stronger, they couldn't get rid of the entanglement.

As for Zhang Feibai at the center of the storm.

But he was extremely calm.

He even had some free time to observe the movements of the middle-aged monk.

"Tsk tsk, it turned out to be only a middle-grade Xuan-level boxing technique?"

"They have all cultivated to the middle stage of liquid condensation, and they only have the middle-grade techniques of the Xuan rank. It's really a bit shabby!"

"The art of imperialism is good, but it's a pity that the spiritual power is too mottled!"

Zhang Feibai, who was calm and relaxed, made a private comment.

"I thought it was going to be a full shot! I didn't expect it to be here!"

Shaking his head, he felt a little disappointed.

"Ha ha!"

"What's the matter? Are you too scared to move? You can't even use the imperial object technique?"

"No.1 of Liang Guo's younger generation? This courage is not as good as a mouse!"

Looking at the huge fist like a small hill, it was almost touching the top of Zhang Feibai's head.

And he still didn't move, as if he was frightened and stupid.

This directly caused the middle-aged monk to burst into loud laughter.

It turned out that the Great Elder of the Corpse Demon Cave came to him.

After spending a lot of money, let him shoot and kill a genius.

He was still extremely shocked.

You know, the Great Elder of the Corpse Demon Cave is a strong man in the middle stage of foundation establishment.

To kill a person, you need someone to do it for you.

Knowing that the target is Zhang Feibai, the chief disciple of the Cangshan School.

Only then did I understand a little bit.

But think again.

No matter how powerful this Fei Bai is, it is only at the Qi Transformation stage.

How could you spend a lot of money to ask him to do it!

Anyway, he is also a master in the mid-condensation stage.

Then I learned that Zhang Feibai was the number one in the Nine Counties Competition.

Not only is he extremely talented and monstrous, but he also has many methods.

Moreover, he also knows how to control objects, and his strength is not inferior to that of the initial stage of liquid condensation.

This made him extremely vigilant.

But now it seems that he is nothing more than a brat who has never seen the world.

Chapter 81 In the Middle Stage of Beheading Condensate, the Sneak Attack of the Great Elder of the Corpse Demon Cave

"Haha, what kind of shit genius is nothing more than that!"

"Do you regret not hiding in that turtle shell?"

"It's useless to do anything now, you are dead!"

Looking at Zhang Feibai who didn't respond, the middle-aged monk couldn't bear it anymore.

He sneered directly.

Not far away, Li Minghua and others also saw the scene.

For a while, I couldn't help but feel even more desperate.

"how come?!"

"How could senior brother be afraid!"

"No matter how big the gap is, you can't be without resistance!"

"Could it be that senior brother is deliberately showing weakness?"

"I hope so!"

A group of disciples from the Cangshan School cheered up and continued to watch.

With the fist like a small hill, he fell rapidly.

The taoist robe on Zhang Feibai's body was rattling by the air current.

And at this moment, the corner of Zhang Feibai's mouth suddenly raised a curve.

"Qing Yuan Slash!"

The Blood Feather Dragon Sparrow Knife hovered in the air, bursting out with an extremely intense light.

The slender blade suddenly soared.

"scare!"

The crisp birdsong sounded suddenly.

In an instant, the phantom of a strange blood-colored vicious bird appeared.

The blade of the blood-colored giant blade is like a pair of sharp claws of a fierce bird.

The giant fist that came towards the coercion slashed away fiercely.

In an instant, the two collided violently.

Boom!