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Chapter 173? Zhang Muya's Revenge

Zhang Zhiyue, former leader of the Zhengyi Sect, was one of the peak strangers of Yanhua in the last era. He once fought against an army of the Yang Kingdom's invading army with his eighth-grade cultivation.

With one man and one sword, Zhang Zhiyue took off the enemy general's head with a sword and finally left.

In that battle, Zhang Zhiyue's reputation was so famous that Yanhua was shocked.

In order to retaliate, Houyang Kingdom dispatched three eighth-rank men to besiege Longdao Mountain. Zhang Zhiyue went to fight alone and fought against the three eighth-rank men of Yang Kingdom with his own strength. In the end, he died with the three eighth-rank men of Yang Kingdom.

That battle completely established Zhang Zhiyue's position in the circle of strangers.

If it weren't for the strange circle of people who were not known to outsiders, Zhang Zhiyue would have been famous for all ages!

Zhuge Yehan also heard the story of Zhang Zhiyue when he was a child. He also regarded Zhang Zhiyue as his idol for a while.

He didn't expect that such a hero who should have existed in history is still alive in the world!

If this matter is exposed, I am afraid that the entire Chinese stranger circle will be shocked, and even the Yang Kingdom will send a large number of stranger to sneak into China and kill Zhang Zhiyue!

At this time, Zhang Zhiyue closed his eyes tightly and sat on the stone platform motionless, as if he was completely dead.

His cultivation level is no longer the same as before, only at the seventh level.

"Zhuge Feng, I didn't expect you to have the face to come here."

While wiping Zhang Zhiyue's body, Zhang Muya said to Zhuge Feng, her tone was extremely cold.

Obviously, she knew Zhuge Feng.

And he is not welcome.

"Who are you?"

Zhuge Feng glanced at Zhang Muya, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

In his memory, there was no impression of the woman in front of him.

Zhang Muya got up and changed back to her original appearance, and even her breath changed.

"Can you remember now?"

Seeing Zhang Muya thinking about what she is now, Zhuge Feng's pupils shrank slightly and he exclaimed: "Are you still alive?"

"You old guy is not dead, how could I fall asleep peacefully?"

Zhang Muya said coldly, took out Zhang Xiaoxia's short sword and talisman, bit her index finger and painted all the talismans with her own blood.

"After I heard that you arrived at the Zhengyi Gate, I knew you would come here. I will definitely avenge my master and uncle today!"

Zhang Muya's eyes showed her murderous intent, and her whole aura increased greatly, and she actually had eighth-grade cultivation!

After Zhuge Feng found out that Zhang Muya was not dead, he was shocked for a moment, then calmed down and said with a smile: "I missed you and Ye Feng back then, so I spared your life, but forced the official school to destroy your cultivation and let you enjoy your old age."

"But I didn't expect that your life was so strong that you could survive until now without cultivation."

"Is it possible that Zhang Lingzi used the technique of induced blood to thrust your soul to force your life to extend your life?"

"Then he is such a fool!"

"You are not allowed to insult my master!" Zhang Muya shouted coldly, and the talisman in her hand flew into the air and a bloody light appeared.

"The Supreme Gods, let them pass away with their blood!"

"Blood Talent·Soul-Seeing Sword!"

After Zhang Muya finished speaking, the talismans actually gushed out a large amount of blood and condensed blood swords in the air and stabbed Zhuge Feng!

"A trick of carving insects!" Zhuge Feng looked at the blood sword shot in front of him with a smile, and gently stepped on the ground with one foot, and the Bagua Qimen appeared.

"Qian Tai·Du Zun!"

After Zhuge Feng finished speaking, the blood swords were frozen in the air and could no longer move forward.

"If your master and uncle are still in their peak period, or can fight me, you will still be too weak."

Zhuge Feng appeared behind Zhang Muya, held the wind in one hand, turned it into a style rope, and bound Zhang Muya.

"game over."

Zhuge Feng said lightly that the blood swords that were frozen in the Qimen formation turned around and pointed directly at Zhang Muya.

"I spared your life, but I let you live for a hundred years, and it's enough."

"You, it's time to go down and reincarnate."

Zhang Muya was tied into the air by a wind rope. She looked at the blood sword pointing directly at her, but there was no panic on her face, but the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

"It's not certain who will go down and reincarnate."

After Zhang Muya finished speaking, the blood swords turned into blood and merged into Zhuge Feng's Qimen formation.

Zhuge Feng's Qimen was quickly contaminated by blood, and the entire Qimen failed!

Zhang Muya got rid of the wind rope, put her fingers together, and a few more talismans flew up and shot towards Zhuge Feng!

"This is?"

When Zhuge Feng saw that his Qimen was broken, his expression changed drastically. He quickly brushed his sleeves and bounced away the talismans. He jumped back to the center of the Qimen and tried to rekindle the Qimen.

"Can't start it?"

Zhuge Feng was shocked. After the blood polluted his Qimen, he frozen his Qimen magic circle.

This situation is equivalent to his Qimen still opening, but he cannot control it.

Can't be retracted or restarted, can only consume your spiritual power in vain?

"This, what is this method?"

Zhuge Yehan was stunned behind him. He never expected that there were martial arts in this world that could make them invalid in Wuhou Qimen!

Isn’t this the natural enemy of their Zhuge family?

Zhang Muya did not give Zhuge Feng a reaction time, and the short sword in his hand quickly became longer.

Zhang Muya held the sword and rushed towards Zhuge Feng!

"Zhuge Feng, take your life!"

Seeing Zhang Muya coming, Zhuge Feng snorted coldly, his hands turned black, "Even if you don't use Qimen, I will kill you like me!"

"Glass Palm!"

Zhuge Feng shouted fiercely and used his flesh palm to catch Zhang Muya's sword.

clang!!!

The swords and palms collided, and the sound of the interweaving of essence and iron sounded, which made Zhuge Yehan's eardrum hurt!

Zhuge Feng is a genuine eighth-grade stranger after all. Although Zhang Muya uses the power of Zhang Zhiyue and this cave, she is not a match for Zhuge Feng.

Zhuge Feng shattered the long sword and slapped Zhang Muya in the chest with a palm.

"puff!"

Zhang Muya's chest was sunken, and she vomited blood. She hit the stone platform hard and fell down softly.

"Vulnerable!"

Zhuge Feng looked at Zhang Muya coldly, and his palms faded away from the black.

Just now, he obviously got really angry.

He is the head of the Zhuge family and a famous person. Now he has to use all his strength to deal with a junior who has lost his cultivation, which makes him feel a little embarrassed!

Fortunately, there were no outsiders around him, so he had more than just a loss of fame.

At this time, Zhang Muya leaned against the stone platform, lowered her head, and her bones were shattered, and she could no longer move.

"Master, uncle... I am no match for the old thief after all, I disappoint you..." Zhang Muya whispered, and her whole body quickly became old and her breath fell to the bottom.

All his spiritual power was lost, and Zhang Muya became an ordinary person.

Zhuge Feng's palm just now had already shattered her heart.

She has been dead for a while.

"Go to die."

Zhuge Feng walked up to Zhang Muya, raised his palm, and slapped Zhang Muya's sky spirit gauze without mercy, preparing to give Zhang Muya a last blow.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

At this moment, a few paper needles flew behind Zhuge Feng, making him feel the ultimate danger!

"who?"

Zhuge Feng did not dare to attack Zhang Muya anymore, so he quickly hid aside and let the paper needles pierce Zhang Muya's body!

Zhuge Feng looked back and saw a man and a woman, who were already standing at the entrance of the cave at some point!

He had no sense at all!

Ye Ling glanced at the battlefield, then turned his eyes to Zhuge Feng and Zhuge Yehan, and said with a smile: "Two, please give me some face, can you stop?"
Chapter completed!
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