It took a while for the cultivators to become completely quiet. At this time, everyone looked at Zhang Zhifeng with a mixture of awe and enthusiasm. Strong cultivators will be respected by all cultivators, because only the cultivators themselves know how difficult the journey of cultivation is. After a while, no one was willing to go up to the high platform to challenge Zhang Zhifeng, so they had to continue to wait. While waiting quietly, the atmosphere became heavy, and there seemed to be an unknown pressure all around, making people feel breathless. At this moment, a cultivator walked out slowly. ??Everyone was in high spirits. But he saw the cultivator smiling awkwardly, and said to the stone tablet: "Master Divine Monument, this friend's cultivation is so strong that no one dares to challenge him for a while. Why not, let's fight for the second place first?" He did not answer immediately, but asked He Zhifeng: "People on the stage, what do you think?" "Very good," Zhang Zhifeng replied, "In order not to waste everyone's time, I just want to take a rest." Immediately, Zhang Zhifeng jumped off the high platform. The cultivator who made the suggestion chuckled, jumped up, and rushed to the high platform, trying to compete for second place. It was obvious that he didn't think he was sure of dealing with Zhang Zhifeng's finger sword, so he simply went straight to compete for second place. At this moment, a long roar came from the horizon, and a figure swooped over, reaching the high platform like a fleeting shadow. This is a cultivator who looks like an elegant person, but his whole person has a very vicious aura. He smiled and said: "I'm late, don't blame me." "I dare to ask you whether you want to be first or second. ?" asked a cultivator standing beside the stone tablet. "Second?" The cultivator on the stage was stunned, "You have already won the first place? No, no, you ask me whether I want to be first or second? Of course I want to fight for the first place!" He was about to rush to the high platform. The cultivator slowly floated down from mid-air, and everyone looked at Zhang Zhifeng. If we are fighting for first place, then Zhang Zhifeng has to step up. "Zhang Zhifeng, you have won a match." Zhang Zhifeng jumped up to the high platform, stared at the opponent and announced his name. "Oh, a win?" The elegant cultivator narrowed his eyes and immediately figured it out. He understood that Zhang Zhifeng must be so powerful that no one dared to challenge him for a while, so there was a fight for second place. His eyes immediately became more interested. "Bi Man." The elegant cultivator announced his name. There was no sadness or joy in Zhang Zhifeng's eyes, and no emotion could be seen in his eyes. He has felt that although this cultivator looks elegant, he is full of a primitive, wild and ferocious spirit, which perfectly matches his name. What¡¯s even more peculiar is that this cultivator is slightly fat, but gives Zhang Zhifeng a feeling of ¡®bones wrapped in flesh¡¯. That's right, it's not meat wrapped around bones, but bones wrapped around flesh, just like some insects whose bones grow on the body surface, just like some fish-men in the sea, with bones on the outside! Zhang Zhifeng was very puzzled that a perfect person would give him such an illusion, but he was already wary of the other person's "bones" in his heart. No one would hold anything back, their eyes flashed at the same time, and their strongest attack moves were launched together. Of course, Zhang Zhifeng was using the finger sword that he had just learned. This time, he was more skillful and more powerful than the last time. He couldn't help but feel a sense of pleasure in his heart. This was an absolutely perfect use of his skills. The comfort that comes only when you realize 100% of the power. The finger sword is earth-shattering! But Bi Man just stretched out his arms flatly. Although the speed was amazing, it definitely didn't look like a combat skill. With almost no time to react, the bright light of the pointing sword had already touched Bi Man's arm. In an instant, the arm was full of blood and flesh and was stripped clean. But the bones are not damaged! It was a pitch-black hand bone, standing upright in the air, making strange ripples. Black light rose up inch by inch, blocking Zhang Zhifeng's sword light in every trace, as if the distance between the two was not just a few meters, but an endless space. "Oh my god, it's a vicious bone!" "A vicious bone! It's actually a vicious bone!" Some cultivators below couldn't help but exclaimed. This surprise spread quickly, and its impact was far greater than that of Zhang Zhifeng. The situation when taking out the sword during the first battle. "Evil bones?" Zhang Zhifeng understood why he felt that this cultivator was "bones wrapped in flesh", because his bones revealed an extremely huge destructive power, which triggered a magical aura around him. At a glance, even Those who will be dazzled think that what is erected is a skeleton. "What is so powerful?" Zhang Zhifeng's eyes widened, but he could only watch helplessly as the black bone after all the flesh and blood was shed, quickly struck with the light of the Scattered Finger Sword.?, with lightning speed, he tapped his own chest. An infinite amount of destructive energy exploded in his chest, and Zhang Zhifeng's body was torn open with a huge wound in an instant, revealing the nearly broken organs. Zhang Zhifeng staggered back. The self-protection of the holy medical skills was completely useless. The chaotic heavenly veins were poured in by the destructive force, and he also let out painful whimpering. The blood was shed as if it was free of charge. Under normal circumstances, Zhang Zhifeng only needs to control the clamping of his muscles to stop the wound from bleeding without using holy medical skills. But now, his body is constantly being destroyed by the fierce power of the evil bone, and there is no room for self-healing. "Feng!" Yan Momo shouted with a cry. The shouting woke Zhang Zhifeng, and seeing the black vicious bone stabbing his face again, he hurriedly blocked it with a snap of his fingers, jumped sideways without hesitation, and fled down the high platform. "Let's go!" Zhang Zhifeng pulled up Yan Momo and left quickly. Ben Xiaoji and others followed immediately. The cultivators looked at the high platform and just murmured "evil bones" and "evil bones". No one noticed that on the high platform, the cultivator named Bi Man had silently shattered a bone on the black hand bones filled with black energy! Bi Man noticed it himself. At that moment, the look in his eyes was extremely shocked. Looking at Zhang Zhifeng's retreating figure, there was an endless murderous intent in his eyes. Zhang Zhifeng's mind was buzzing, and the scene in his eyes was flashing with layers of black energy. He endured the bone-gnawing pain and rushed forward, suddenly came back to his senses, and turned around to see that Bi Man was not there. After chasing each other, I realized that the two of them were not enmity to each other, but just competing in skills. It¡¯s another instinctive escape! You can imagine how powerful the evil bones are! ?Including Zhang Zhifeng himself, almost no one would believe that he would be defeated easily, unless there was a master of Xuansheng. But Zhang Zhifeng was indeed defeated, defeated by that weird and evil bone! "What on earth is that vicious bone? If it is an innate combat skill, it would be incredible." Zhang Zhifeng murmured, and he sat down helplessly, lost in thought. "Feng, heal your wounds first, heal your wounds first!" Yan Momo's pretty eyes were filled with tears, and she knelt down beside Zhang Zhifeng, stretching out her hands, but not daring to touch his body which was still being eaten into ashes by the black energy. . "I'm fine." A trace of tenderness flashed in Zhang Zhifeng's eyes, and he calmed down and began to mobilize his own strength to resist the vicious black energy. The ¡®net dust technique¡¯, which was fully exerted, sprinkled on the body, and the fierce bone black gas finally faded slowly and was dispersed by little bit. A group of heavenly saints from Jiran City formed a circle to protect Zhang Zhifeng, but Ben Xiaoji quickly pulled Yan Momo away from Zhang Zhifeng. However, the black air dispersed from Zhang Zhifeng's body caused the surrounding vegetation to turn gray and fade. When the breeze blew, it turned into ashes and disappeared. The terrifying power made everyone's hair stand on end. Zhang Zhifeng¡¯s injuries have been temporarily stopped, and the black energy cannot continue to destroy his body. Yan Momo and others were relieved. They all understood that what was terrifying was the destructive power of the black energy! For Zhang Zhifeng, recovering from injury is not a problem. Zhang Zhifeng breathed heavily, glanced sideways, and asked in a low voice: "What is this fierce bone that is so powerful?" "I seem to have heard the name of the fierce bone from the master, but I don't know very well." Yan Momo said . "I know." Ben Xiaodao's eyes flashed with memories, and his brows furrowed deeply, as if he had recalled something terrible.