Zhang Yang looked at the purple alien fruit with a burning look, and a trace of firmness emanated from his eyes. He knew very well in his heart that Yin Tianxing's strength was too strong. With his current strength, there was no way to compete with the other party. It was a good way to improve his strength through the purple alien fruit.

After thinking about this, Zhang Yang took action immediately without any hesitation.

Zhang Yang naturally knew that he had to endure a lot of pain, but now he could not retreat. Putting aside the Yin Tianxing level, it was also a good opportunity for the former to improve his strength. How could he give up easily?

So, Zhang Yang quickly moved without any hesitation.

After a long time, Zhang Yang still did not stop. The purple fruit kept stuffing into his mouth. The strong pain had spread throughout Zhang Yang's body. But even so, he still did not stop and gritted his teeth and kept insisting.

Later, the Concentration Jue and the Tiangang Jue were used up, and Zhang Yang could barely resist the pain. At this time, his body was covered with blood scabs. It is conceivable what kind of hardship he was experiencing.

After a while, Zhang Yang finally stopped the movements in his hand and slowly opened his eyes. There was a hint of fatigue in his eyes and a little excited.

Looking at the few purple fruits left on the tree, Zhang Yang did not continue to move. It was not that he was afraid, but that after so long of refining, Zhang Yang had already felt that it had no effect.

That's why Zhang Yang stopped.

He sat cross-legged, used his skills to regulate his breathing, and refined the purple fruit. For him, he still spent a lot of energy. Now that his internal strength is gone, people from the witch clan may come here at any time. Naturally, he must recover his peak period as soon as possible.

After a while, Zhang Yang opened his eyes and murmured in his mouth, "As expected, after refining, the running speed of the Concentration Skill is more than a little faster, and even the meridians that have been blocked for a long time have been cleared, and their strength has been strengthened by more than a little more."

Since a few years ago, Zhang Yang's lower body meridians have been blocked. It can be said without hesitation that Zhang Yang has not been in the peak state for a long time. Now that the meridians have been cleared, he is truly returning to the peak. What's more important is that

Yes, Zhang Yang's meridians had grown a lot at this time.

Zhang Yang knew very well that if his injuries recovered, even if he was not Yin Tianxing's opponent, at least he would not be so miserable and would not even have the power to fight back.

Just as Zhang Yang was still immersed in joy, a sound suddenly came into his ears.

"Little baby, it seems that your origin is not simple. You can even refine the marrow-cleaning fruit."

For a moment, Zhang Yang's face was filled with horror and his back felt chilly.

Subconsciously, Zhang Yang looked in the direction where the sound came, and saw an old man walking out of the darkness. Zhang Yang didn't see clearly how the person appeared, as if he had appeared out of thin air.

Seeing this situation, a trace of fear appeared in Zhang Yang's eyes. He knew very well that he had not discovered the other party's existence for so long. The old man seemed to have been paying attention to him, and the gap in strength was clear at a glance.

After a while, Zhang Yang calmed down and forced himself to calm down. He could feel that this person's strength was much stronger than Yin Tianxing. It seemed that he was obviously above the Martial Master.

Faced with such a master, Zhang Yang knew very well that he had no ability to resist. If the other party really wanted to do something to him, it would be a matter of moving his fingers, and he would definitely not have the ability to resist at all.

"Who are you?" Zhang Yang raised his courage and tried his best to calm himself down.

"For more than ten years, I have wanted to refine this marrow-cleaning fruit to cure my injuries, but every time I try, I am tortured by it to death. Not only does it not help the injury at all, but it gains weight a little."

The old man looked at Zhang Yang a few times, and the light in his eyes flashed and said something softly, without saying anything to answer Zhang Yang.

After hearing this, Zhang Yang's eyes became even more surprised. In his opinion, although the process of washing the meridians and marrow was painful, he would not be unable to resist, let alone a strong martial saint.

After looking at Zhang Yang for a few glances, the old man smiled, and then his eyes became deeper, "Little baby, don't underestimate this marrow-cleaning fruit, if you don't have the sacred judging and the Tiangang judging

Protecting your body, I'm afraid you'll die when you try it for the first time."

After hearing this, Zhang Yang widened his eyes and looked at him, he seemed to be unable to believe what he heard.

The Tiangang Jue and the Concentrating Jue are Zhang Yang's biggest secrets. Only Xiao Die'er knows that the old man actually revealed the mystery in one word. Zhang Yang's heart could not be surprised.

"Who are you?"

Zhang Yang took a few steps back and looked at the old man with a look of vigilance.

"You don't have to do this. If I were to attack you, I would have done it as soon as you revealed your identity. Why watch you refine these marrow-cleaning fruits?"

The old man smiled and waved his hand, indicating that Zhang Yang would not be too nervous.

"I not only know that you have the Concentrating Skill and Tiangang Skill in you, but you are even more aware of your origin."

He said softly, before Zhang Yang could speak, the old man's voice came out again, "If I was not mistaken, you should be from the Zhang family in Kyoto. In the whole world, I'm afraid only the Zhang family can refine this marrow-cleaning fruit."

Zhang Yang didn't say anything, but he knew very well in his heart that since the old man recognized the Tiangang Jue, it means that he had enough understanding of the Zhang family and guessing his identity was not difficult.

Just as Zhang Yang was thinking about something, the old man's voice came out again.

"I dare to ask who you are?"

Immediately afterwards, the old man's expression became solemn. He looked at Zhang Yang with a faint expectation. He knew very well that Zhang Yang had a very high talent and possessed the two magical skills of Concentrating and Tiangang Jue. He probably had a good status in the Zhang family.

"Zhang Tongtian is my grandfather."

Since the other party already knew about these things, Zhang Yang did not continue to conceal his identity and said such words.

When the old man heard this, his face changed drastically and he murmured in his mouth, "So you are a descendant of Mr. Zhang. Then, then, your father is Mr. Zhang Hao?"
Chapter completed!