The Journey Starts From the Fairy Tail

Zifeng dashed through the crowd, looking for the team of the Sword Alliance.

Ah, ah, ——

Under the entire cliff, there are many sharp screams.

After a few minutes, there were dead bodies everywhere on the cliff.

"Get out!" A sword alliance warrior struck his opponent with a sword.

This is a fire palace warrior wearing a red robe.

"Hmph, a pair of insects also came to the Shenfengzong site, didn't you come to die? Give me all your disciple tokens." Fire Palace Iron Cavalry roared coldly.

"Dream it. This is the disciple token we found. Can you give it to you?" The fighters of the Sword Alliance are also tough and powerful opponents, but they will not succumb to death. The warriors of the Fire Palace have carried out a quadruple restoration of their territory.

The fighters of this sword alliance have only doubled their power status, weak cultivation base, and no power to parry.

"Indeed, there is no coffin to shed tears. Since you want to die so, I will send you to hell."

The fire palace warrior sneered, and the two groups of flames in his hand, flashing fists, flicked the sword alliance warrior's chest.

"Brother, be careful."

A sword alliance fighter shouted in the distance, but he was entangled by other Fire Palace fighters and could not save him.

"Brother, give these disciple tokens to Senior Brother Kong Fang, saying that I am Zhang Daniu and will become a swordsman in the second half of my life!"

"Grandma, Fire Palace, I want to fight you."

The warriors of this sword alliance held the tokens of the five disciples, abandoning the other warriors, and immediately attacked the fire palace warriors in front.

Get a punch, do all you can, and don't leave any room for a punch.

"Shaking the trees is just a privilege!"

Fire Palace Iron Cavalry sneered and punched down.

"Goodbye, this."

The warriors of the Sword Alliance only knew that this could not be the opponent's degree, and they smiled bitterly and became weak.

"Fire Palace, do you want to die!"

At this moment, a white-clothed man covered in blood rushed out of the crowd and galloped towards the distant crowd.

The sword alliance warrior closed his eyes and waited to die, and opened his eyes after hearing the sound. They happened to see Zifeng rushing in. They shouted ecstatically, "Zifeng, you are back!"

Zi Feng was furious, and his sword was chopped down with great power.

The shock wave tears the sky and shatters it!

"No, no, no, no," the power of this sword made the fire palace warrior feel a trace of fear. He watched the sword aura approaching, but there was no resistance, and he could only watch him being caught by the purple wind. Sword kills.

Snow--

A sword cut the fire palace warrior into two pieces.

"Brother Chen Yu is dead, brother Chen Yu is dead?"

"Who dares to kill the warriors of Fire Palace? Is it particularly deadly?"

Soon, the warriors of the Fire Palace gathered around, shooting fists, palm wind whistling, and heading towards Zifeng.

"Purple Wind, be careful," the Sword Alliance warrior exclaimed and reminded.

The fire palace soldiers who rushed up were all fallen under the shock wave of the purple wind, and the blood was sprinkled on the ground, staining a piece of the earth red.

All the Fire Palace fighters died of the Purple Wind Sword in an instant.

"My God, is it so strong?"

The sword fighters who were rescued by Zifeng looked at Zifeng with all their eyes and tongues, and shouted repeatedly.

After killing the soldiers in the Fire Palace, Zi Feng asked coldly, "Why are you alone? Where are Li Jianxing, Kong Fang, Wang Hao and Sun Gan?"

"We just found a core token and wanted to get it, but these fighters landed suddenly and we were separated. Now we don't know where they are." A sword alliance warrior said worriedly.

"Don't worry. Take the token and enter the Fengshen Sect ruins. I will find them."

Zifeng said immediately.

"Zifeng, you must be careful"

The Sword Alliance warrior warned.

When Lin Baixian walked off the cliff, Ye Suxin and Lin Zeer walked more slowly.

"Gone?" Ye Suxin fell off the cliff and found that it was already crowded. Looking up, they are all fighters in battle. It is difficult to find any trace of Zifeng.

"Sister Ye, what should I do now?" Zhang Qun asked, standing beside Ye Suxin.

Although Zhang Qun is one of the top 100 Inner Sects, he is also afraid of Ye Suxin's identity. Therefore, this expedition to Gushan is still based on Ye Suxin's command.

"Since there is a way to enter the Shenfengzong ruins, first find the token. As for Zifeng, he can't escape our palms."

Ye Suxin said coldly.

Ye Suxin immediately joined the battle with the Shenmeng fighters and began to **** some disciple tokens.

"Damn it, let him run!"

After Lin Zier fell, there was no trace of Zifeng.

"No, the Ring Spirit Monument of the Fengshen School is very important to me. I will still get the Military Soul Monument."

Like Ye Suxin, Lin Ze planned to enter the Fengshen Sect ruins and tried to kill Zifeng.

The Wu Shenyi monument is a treasure of Fengshen School. It uses the magical power of martial arts to mobilize the power of heaven and earth.

It is said that the magical power of martial arts, every movement, every style, has the power to reach the heaven and earth, burn the sky, and boil the ocean!

And Lin Zier was originally the martial soul of Daxian Dao. When he realized that the martial arts on the martial arts card was like a fish in the water, his combat power instantly soared.

Zifeng turned into an afterimage and flew forward quickly, looking for the sword fighter among the crowd.

The Sword League fighters were suddenly dispersed by the crowd.

Along the way, Zifeng also found many scattered swordsmen, and Zifeng asked them to go to Shenfengzong, not to fight under the cliff.

"This is the blue token! It is the status symbol of the inner disciple!"

Just as Zifeng was advancing at full speed, the sound of an alarm echoed in this space.

Zifeng turned his head curiously and saw a dwarf holding a dark blue token in his hand, ecstatic.

"The disciple tokens are graded by color. The white token is the disciple of the outer door, the blue token is the disciple of the inner door, and the purple token is the core disciple." Zi Feng meditated for a moment in his heart, and then ranked the disciple of the Fengshen sect. Feel it clearly.

Hand over the token of the inner disciple!

The dwarf held a blue token in his hand, but before he was happy for a while, he noticed dozens of murderous eyes.

The dwarf was shocked. He struggled, gritted his teeth, and threw the blue token. "Crazy man, I know I can't keep this ghost token. If you want to rob, you go and grab it yourself."

The dwarf threw away his disciple's token. The blue token attracted the attention of all fighters.

"For me?"

Zi Feng was startled, and the blue token flew to his body.