Bring a krypton gold system to be the leader of the clan

Song Zizhen strode towards Zixiao Sect with steady steps and looked very confident.

Depend on!I came from time travel, and I am the protagonist. Who am I afraid of?Song Zizhen felt quite proud in his heart.

At least I've read so many online novels, how can any of the protagonists burp in the beginning?Song Zizhen is very confident in himself, or in other words, very confident in the krypton gold system.

As Song Zizhen was thinking wildly in his mind, he was getting closer and closer to the Zixiao Sect. The Zixiao Hall and the surrounding ancillary buildings had appeared in Song Zizhen's field of vision through the trees.

The shape of the Zixiao Hall of the Zixiao Sect is somewhat similar to the Zixiao Hall on Wudang Mountain. It is also built on a three-story stone platform, but the scale of the hall is much larger than that of the Zixiao Hall on Wudang Mountain.

It is a pity that the Zixiao Hall in front of you is far from gorgeous. Looking from a distance, you can feel the dilapidation and obvious disrepair.

This Zixiao Hall was built by the Zixiao Sanren organization, the first head of the temple, and has a history of more than 300 years.

But now the Zixiao Sect has declined, and the surrounding sects have suddenly emerged. For the Zixiao Sect, it is even worse. The Zixiao Hall has long since lost the energy and funds to repair it.

When Song Zizhen was about one mile away from the Zixiao Hall, a Zixiao disciple who was as tall and thin as a bamboo pole finally discovered him.

The disciple suddenly looked a little ugly, turned around and ran to the side room next to Zixiao Hall, presumably to report to Lin Feng.

"Master! Master! That Song Zizhen actually ran back again? Doesn't it seem like nothing happened?" The tall and thin disciple rushed into Lin Feng's room and reported loudly to Lin Feng who was sitting cross-legged practicing. road.

"Why are you so anxious? You dare to break in without notifying me? What! Song Zizhen is not dead yet? How dare he come back?" Lin Feng opened his eyes and replied harshly with an unkind expression.

"I didn't expect that my good senior brother is so tough! I will let my senior brother send you away completely this time!"

"Let's go! Take me to see this loser." Lin Feng waved his sleeves and motioned to lead the way to the disciple who came to report.

Hum!Isn’t it just a month earlier than I started?In terms of age, I am two years older than you. Why are you my senior brother?

Master, this old and immortal thing, will not pass the position of master to me, but to a guy who is in the middle stage of Qi training!Could it be that in the later stage of my Qi training, I won’t be able to impress you?

Lin Feng suddenly felt resentful in his heart. He recalled that his master had entrusted the sect to Song Zizhen when he died, and he became even more angry. Today, he must take off the head named Song. Let's see how you come back?

At this time, Song Zizhen was less than a hundred steps away from the Zixiao Hall. The remaining Zixiao Sect disciples also saw Song Zizhen one after another, but most of their expressions were unnatural.

After all, Song Zizhen was the de facto leader of the Zixiao clan in name only, but they respected Lin Feng as their clan leader, which seemed a bit like a traitor.

However, the unnaturalness on his face basically disappeared with the appearance of Lin Feng. After all, Lin Feng is stronger. We respect the strong as the sect leader for the future of the sect. Most disciples comfort themselves in their hearts.

"Haha! I didn't expect you to be alive and dare to come back so arrogantly. Anyway, I will get rid of you completely now."

Lin Feng strode over with a rather proud expression on his face. It was just easy to manipulate Song Zizhen.

At this time, Song Zizhen had walked less than twenty steps in front of Lin Biao.

"There's a lot of nonsense about sidekicks!" Song Zizhen naturally didn't like this good junior brother who had beaten him to death once, even though he was older than him.

"You disregarded the friendship of your fellow disciples, violated Master's will, and even took my life. Stop talking nonsense. Either you die or I die today!" Song Zizhen frowned slightly and scolded Lin Feng.

"This is a matter between Lin Feng and I. Junior brothers, for the sake of our past friendship, please don't interfere!" Looking at the remaining Zixiao Sect disciples around him, Song Zizhen felt a little headache.

It was a bit reckless, and he actually forgot about this incident. If the other party didn't follow martial ethics and just attacked him, he would be uncomfortable, even though these disciples were only in the early stages of Qi training.

Lin Feng saw the caution on Song Zizhen's face and couldn't help but mocked: "My good senior brother, I can handle you alone!"

"None of you are allowed to interfere." Lin Feng then ordered the surrounding Zixiao Sect disciples.

Who wants to interfere?It's enough for you to memorize the traitor's name alone, but I'll have some leisure time!There is a disciple of Zixiao Sect who is evil.

"Okay! In that case, let's look at the sword!" What Song Zizhen was waiting for was Lin Feng's words. You are the only one, what else can you pretend to do?

After saying this, Song Zizhen's right index finger flashed white light, and the Purple Smoke Sword was already in his hand. When his right hand shook, lavender light flashed.

Song Zizhen swung his sword forward, and hit Lin Feng's face with the sword.

"Space ring? There is such a treasure?" Lin Feng was surprised when he saw the green light ring on Song Zizhen's right index finger.

What Lao Immortal passed down was only a second-level space treasure - a storage bag, and a more exquisite treasure like a space ring, at least starting from the third level.

It seems that the old immortal is still hiding his secrets. Why didn't he see this ring during the last search?Lin Feng felt a little depressed inside.

However, the current situation did not allow him to think too much. He stretched out his hand and patted the storage bag. As white light flashed, a black-green sword more than two feet long appeared in his hand. He raised his hand to separate Song Zizhen from stabbing him with the sword.

Lin Feng groaned. Although he seemed to have blocked the sword neatly, he still felt a strong sense of oppression from the sword.

Late stage of Qi training!Lin Feng reacted instantly. This momentum was undoubtedly from the late stage of Qi training. Unexpectedly, he had broken through to the late stage of Qi training. No wonder he dared to come back to me.

"Do you think you can defeat me, who has already broken through to the late stage of Qi training for a year and a half, with your strength?" Lin Biao looked ferocious and shouted sternly. He must kill this kid today, otherwise there will be trouble in the future. .

Then the sword light flashed, and he stood forward. The sword body shuttled like a dragon, accompanied by the hissing sound of the wind. What he used was the Zixiao Sect's first-level secret book - "Zixiao Sword Technique".

"Zixiao swordsmanship, huh! Who doesn't know this?" Song Zizhen looked disdainful, but he felt a little cautious in his heart.

This Lin Feng actually mastered "Purple Sky Sword Technique" to this extent, which is really not easy.

After saying that, he stepped forward with his sword again, the sword light flashed, and what he used was actually the "Purple Sky Sword Technique".

The two swords intersected, the sword light flashed, and the two figures shuttled back and forth. Every time they clashed, Lin Feng felt a little more fear in his heart.

On the one hand, he was shocked by Song Zizhen's strong spiritual energy. On the other hand, he had discovered that after more than ten rounds of confrontation, his sword had several minor cracks. This was a low-grade spiritual weapon!

However, Song Zizhen felt a lot more relaxed at this time. He was better than Lin Feng in terms of the strength of his spiritual energy and the grade of his weapons. He had an advantage and seemed to be quite at ease. If this continued, victory would only be a matter of time.