Thousands of swords rained through the body, constantly passing through Zhang Yifeng's body, and holes were pierced through Zhang Yifeng's body surface.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged manager on the side felt sorry for the damaged walls and equipment of the underground stronghold.

But as long as the little thief who broke into the stronghold can be killed, it is not a loss.

After all, what is being studied here is an important thing for the future of the Shell Organization and must not be discovered.

Just when the middle-aged boss was secretly proud, a cold feeling suddenly climbed onto his neck.

"Um?"

With a confused expression, before the middle-aged principal could react, his neck was twisted in a circle, allowing him to clearly see the person behind him.

His pupils suddenly expanded, and an unbelievable figure was reflected in his pupils. It was Zhang Yifeng who was still being pierced by thousands of swords.

"idiot."

With a cold voice, Zhang Yifeng directly took the black iron token from the middle-aged boss's hand.

With a sudden force in his hand, the black iron token was crushed into a ball of scrap metal.

The moment the Black Iron Token was crushed, Sword Hero and Jian Ping'an made a movement in their hands, and the thin swords transformed by the fairy power in their hands also fell to the ground one after another, turning into pure fairy power and dissipating.

"ah!"

Two shouts rang out, and Jian Yingxiong and Jian Ping'an covered their heads and fell to the ground at the same time, with expressions of pain and struggle on their faces.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yifeng smiled calmly, with a sense of relief in his eyes.

Such a reaction shows that Zhang Yifeng's guess is correct. The black iron token in the hands of the middle-aged boss is indeed the culprit controlling the two sword heroes.

At the same time, the remaining monks of the Shell Organization rushed towards Zhang Yifeng one after another, and all kinds of magical powers roared towards him.

Facing this group of shell cultivators, Zhang Yifeng's eyes flashed with coldness and he licked the corners of his mouth.

The next moment, Zhang Yifeng's figure kept flashing in the crowd, the thin sword in his hand turned into a deadly weapon, and the shell monks fell under his sword one by one.

After these people fell, the raging black flames directly swallowed them up, leaving no room for resistance at all.

When the last monk of the Shell Organization huddled in the corner tremblingly with a short blade in his hand, he looked in disbelief at Zhang Yifeng, who had not had a drop of blood on his body, and the blazing black flames lying behind him, horrified. shouted.

The next second, Zhang Yifeng's thin sword pierced his head, and blazing black flames burned from the tip of the sword, directly burning the monk into dregs.

At this point, Zhang Yifeng wiped out all the monks of the Shell Organization in the entire underground stronghold.

Walking back to the room where the two sword heroes were imprisoned, both sword hero and Jian Ping'an were fainted.

Zhang Yifeng stepped forward and checked carefully. The object in the sea of ​​consciousness of the two people had disappeared.

Zhang Yifeng then searched each room again, confirming that no fish had slipped through the net, and also found information about the objects that controlled the minds of the two sword heroes.

It turns out that this is what this group of people was studying in this underground stronghold, using a strange brainwashing method, coupled with the black iron token.

It can control others at close range. This thing is still under research, and the two sword heroes are just experimental products.

Although it is still under research, Zhang Yifeng has already seen that the shell organization has great intentions. If this thing can be used on a large scale.

Even if it relies on some kind of media to spread, I am afraid that the entire Eastern Fairy Land will be controlled by the Shell Organization.

With a sharp look, Zhang Yifeng recorded these information in his mind, and immediately burned the research results of this group of shell monks.

Although the Shell organization can rely on the spirit to transmit information to each other, Zhang Yifeng feels that most of this information has not been passed back by the middle-aged chief.

This is the common problem of the people in charge of the underground strongholds of these shell organizations. They all want to pass the data back when they are almost done with the research, in order to claim credit.

He brought the unconscious Sword Hero and Jian Pingping back to the passage. As for this underground stronghold, it had been completely submerged in Zhang Yifeng's black flames.

Looking at the closed passage, Zhang Yifeng narrowed his eyes slightly. This guy had a good plan.

This is to get Zhang Yifeng to fight to the death with that group of people in the underground stronghold.

But his wishful thinking was wrong. Zhang Yifeng was not someone who could die in such a place.

With a sudden punch, Zhang Yifeng knocked away the stone table pressing against the entrance and led the people out of the underground passage.

Glancing at the young man who was slumped aside, Zhang Yifeng stretched out his hand and grabbed him in his disbelieving gaze.

Holding the young man's neck, Zhang Yifeng thought for a moment and finally let go.

Falling to the ground again, the young man's eyes showed a look of joy for surviving the disaster.

"I won't kill you. I just keep you for some use."

After a faint cry, Zhang Yifeng raised his hand and threw out a bottle of elixir, which landed accurately in the young man's hand.

When Zhang Yifeng left Qingmu City with the unconscious Jian Yingxiong and Jian Pingan, as well as the young man, the entire Qingmu City exploded.

The big family that was loved by the people in Aoki City was destroyed quietly. In the fire that filled the sky, only a dozen servants were knocked unconscious and were still outside.

All the remaining people were buried in the strange black flames, and countless people were crying and wailing.

Zhang Yifeng, with a smile on his face, lowered the bamboo hat on his head and passed through the gate of Qingmu City.

At the same time, at the intersection of the Eastern Immortal Land and the Southern Immortal Land, a long table was placed in an underground space.

There are ten seats on each side of this long table, but there is only one seat on the main table.

The originally peaceful underground space suddenly shone with a faint blue light, and then a figure appeared on the tenth seat on the left.

Just looking at the fluctuations emanating from his body, it is obvious that it is just a projection.

There was a sarcastic look on this figure's face, and he looked expectantly at the seat on the right opposite, waiting for the figure opposite to appear.

Finally, a figure on the right was also projected on the seat.

Compared with the sarcastic look on the figure on the left, the figure on the right clearly has a hint of anger on his face.

"Hey, isn't this a sea ghost? Why does your face look so bad after not seeing him for a few days?"

The figure on the left sneered and raised an eyebrow at the figure on the right.

"Skinny Monkey, I advise you not to talk nonsense at this juncture, otherwise you will definitely regret it."

The figure on the seat on the right took a deep breath, with an annoyed look in his eyes.

"Hmph, I told you, don't call me Shouhou anymore, my name is Guihou!"

The figure on the left also had a cold look on his face. He hated being called Slender Monkey the most.

"Really, then I just screamed, what can you do?"

During the constant quarrel between Haigui and Guihou, other figures gradually appeared on the seats on both sides.

It's just that they didn't mean to stop the two of them. They either got involved or just looked on coldly.

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