Chapter 164: 】Beat Chu Feng (Part 2) Urgently ask for monthly pass

【Chapter 164】Beat Chu Feng (Part 2) Urgently ask for monthly pass
Shocked!
All the inner disciples around, including Ma Zhenru and Jia Wendao, the two inner sect elders, were shocked. ()
Chu Feng is an inexperienced genius who has been difficult to see in the Heavenly Sword Sect for a hundred years. He has managed to break through the third floor of the sword pavilion with his first level of cultivation in the innate realm, and is a figure in the sword pavilion.
The Heavenly Sword Sect was more than a thousand years old, and not counting the Xuantian behind, there were only twelve people who could leave a name in the sword pavilion.
Twelve people were born in more than a thousand years. This is really hard to come out in a century.
For a long time, Chu Feng carried the hope of the Heavenly Sword Sect, the name of genius, not only in the Heavenly Sword Sect, but even in the entire Divine Sword Dynasty, it was also one of the most outstanding figures among all the disciples of the descendants.
When he was only fifteen years old, he realized the sword intent and became the first disciple of the inner sect of the Heavenly Sword Sect. Now he has become the core disciple. Leapfrogging challenges is as simple as pouring tea and drinking water.
Even among the five martial artists of the Innate Stage, nine out of ten were not Chu Feng's opponents.
However, today, Chu Feng lost, a terrible defeat.
He has always beaten others by leapfrogging, but today he was beaten by Xuantian by leapfrogging.
In addition, Xuan Tiancai showed off the cultivation of the second level of the Innate Realm, while Chu Feng was the fourth level of the Innate Realm, and the distance between them was two realms.
A genius who can beat others by leapfrogging, only to be defeated by others in two levels, is this still a genius?
Chu Feng's name as a genius was devastated. Most of the disciples looked at him and felt that they were no longer the superior genius, but a loser who was defeated by others.
There was silence all around.
Even Ma Zhenru and Jia Wendao, the two inner door elders, were shocked, with incredible colors in their eyes.
Chu Feng exhibited "Starlight Falling", and his entire popularity was so powerful that he couldn't help it.
No one expected that Xuantian's counterattack would be so fast.
When Chu Feng performed his ultimate trick and his aura was at his strongest, he suddenly changed. He was defeated by Xuantian's hand with a snap of his fingers, and his whole person was bruised and scarred, and there was no way to fight back.
"Feng'er..." When everyone was stunned, suddenly there was a loud shout, which sounded from a distance.
Like a thunder on the ground.
All the inner sect disciples were shaken by this sound. It can be seen that the sound of drinking is so loud. If the distance is close, just a drink will cause a warrior in the early stage of Innate Realm to be injured.
Everyone was attracted by the loud shout and turned to look.
I saw that at the end of the road, there were more than ten people rushing here.
Everyone is very powerful, and more than a dozen people rushed in, with a sense of urgency of the pressure of the army, which made all the inner disciples' heart beat fiercely and almost suffocated.
These more than ten people are all the elders of the inner gate of the Heavenly Sword Sect, masters of the late innate stage.
The headed person is a middle-aged man who is about fifty years old, wearing a black robe, embroidered with silver borders on the leader, and a circular pattern embroidered on his chest. At first glance, he knows his status is extraordinary.
That loud roar came from this person's mouth. Compared to the other dozen or so people, this person was faster, flashing forward about three hundred meters in one step.
There are still more than four hundred meters away from Xuantian. This person waved his hand and patted it with a palm: "Rebel, dare to hurt my son and seek death."
As the person slapped a palm, a palm print came out, like the substance, as big as a basin.
All the disciples of the inner sect were shocked, showing the color of fear. As soon as the palm prints appeared, it seemed that there was a huge and unparalleled aura that was pressing on the top of the mountain.
In Xuan Tian's eyes, it was even more horrified, that palm print came straight to him.
With a flick of his finger, he flew nearly nine hundred steps to more than ten meters ahead.
The immense aura and coercion, like a mountain weighing tens of thousands of catties pressed against Xuantian's body, made Xuantian unable to move for an instant, so he could only watch the palm prints pat him at him.
Before the palm print arrived, there was a force of tens of thousands of kilograms.
If it were really hit by this palm, it would be enough to kill Xuan Tian with a single blow. No matter how strong Xuan Tian's physique was, he couldn't resist this palm.
At this moment of danger, the same void palm print, from the side of Xuantian, arrived in a flash.
Two palm prints, five meters away in front of Xuantian, hit together.
boom……! There was a loud noise.
The loud sound shook Xuantian's eardrums, and he instinctively covered both ears with his hands.
With the palms facing each other, the powerful air current exploded instantly and splashed in all directions. Xuantian felt a huge thrust coming in, and his body involuntarily stepped back a few steps before stopping.
Even with a palm against a martial artist of the Xiantian Realm, Xuantian would not be shaken back for a few steps, showing the power of the air current.
A voice sounded from behind Xuantian: "Junior Brother Chu, the younger disciples are fighting, as an elder, how can you get out of this evil hand and kill you."
The voice was somewhat familiar. As soon as Xuantian turned his head, he found Wu Zhenkun standing behind him, and a few elderly men hurriedly arrived, gathered with Ma Zhenru and Jia Wendao, and walked beside Deng Fei.
"Elder Wu!" Xuantian clasped his fists and saluted.
Wu Zhenkun stared at Xuantian, "Why killed Deng Fei?"
Xuantian said truthfully: "In the Yinfeng Mountain Range, he sent his people to kill me."
Wu Zhenkun's gaze flickered, revealing a hint of chill: "There is evidence!"
Xuantian's tone affirmed: "Yes!"
"Brother Wu, Huang Tian killed his fellow disciple and wounded my son. He should be put to death according to the rules of the door. This is the first elder of the penalty hall. Why not execute him according to the rules of the door?"
The angry voice rang again, and Xuantian saw that the person who had just shot, and more than a dozen Inner Sect elders, had already reached Chu Feng's side.
Through dialogue, Xuantian already knew that this person was the first elder of the penalty hall, Chu Feng's father-Chu Zhanfan.
Chu Zhanfan clicked on several acupuncture points of Chu Feng, fed the healing medicine, and sent him to the medicine hall for treatment.
Wu Zhenkun walked to Xuantian's side, glanced at Deng Fei on the ground, and then turned to Chu Zhanfan: "Would there be no cause for a life and death duel between disciples? Junior Brother Chu, you don’t ask the cause and effect. To death, if you are in charge of the penalty hall, how many wrongs will there be?"
"You--!" Chu Zhanfan became angry, speechless for a moment, his eyes fell on Xuantian, his eyes instantly glared, and he pointed towards Xuantian: "This rebellious disciple did not ask the cause and effect, so he killed the disciple of the same sect. , Such a sin, why not immediately punish it?"
Wu Zhenkun sighed slightly: "Hey, Junior Brother Chu, Huang Tian is only a fifteen-year-old boy. The boy is full of vigor and extremism for a while, and he is excusable. As the first seat of the penalty hall, how can you surrender your status to the next generation of disciples? Confusion?"
"I--!" Chu Zhanfan was speechless when Wu Zhenkun said a few words, and said angrily: "How I do things, I don't need you to teach, huh!"
After speaking, Chu Zhanfan glared at Xuantian: "Huang Tian! Say, why did you kill Deng Fei?"
Although Chu Zhanfan was domineering, Xuantian looked calm, not afraid of the slightest, and his tone was calm: "Deng Fei instructed Deng Wanchuan, the fourth elder of the family, and the nine middle-stage warriors of the Innate Realm to kill me in the Yinfeng Mountain Range. I was lucky enough to escape for hundreds of miles. This time I returned to the sect. Before I could ask the sect for instructions, I met Deng Fei. Deng Fei wanted to kill me. I wanted to kill Deng Fei for revenge. The two fought, Deng Fei was not as strong as me. Naturally, I was defeated by me. However, I didn't take his life. Deng Fei should still have a sigh of relief. Whether he wanted me to die, maybe he was instigated by others, so he can be censored.
As soon as Xuantian's voice fell, Jia Wendao, who was standing next to Deng Fei, checked Deng Fei's breath and said, "Although the sword passed through the chest, it did not stab the key. Deng Fei was not killed, so he was seriously injured. , The meridians of the whole body have been broken, it is difficult to save life."
Chu Zhanfan obviously did not believe in what Xuantian said, and said: "Nonsense, Deng Fei comes from an eighth-rank clan, the fourth elder in the clan, not a warrior in the sixth stage of the innate stage, but also the peak of the fifth stage of the innate stage, plus nine middle-stage innate stage The warrior, chasing you for hundreds of miles, how can you escape? I think you are at odds with Deng Fei. In the name of a duel, you will kill the killer and take the lives of people. This is a big crime. You should—"
"Who said I can't escape?"
Xuantian yelled, he understood the second-order sword intent, and his martial arts will is not weaker than Chu Zhanfan, and he was not affected by Chu Zhanfan’s momentum at all. He interrupted Chu Zhanfan’s words: "I not only escaped , And when the evil turned auspicious, I accidentally entered the old life residence of Zhu Wuying, the first assassin of the Shendao Dynasty more than a hundred years ago, "One Sword Desperate", and obtained the "Shadow Heart Technique" and refined it into the "Shadow Sword Technique". The ten mid-innate martial artists of the Deng family who killed me all counter-killed, and one did not stay. I confirmed their identities from the martial artists of the Deng family and Deng Fei's behind-the-scenes instructions."
The Heavenly Sword Sect has been looking for the'Zeying Mind Art'. Now that Xuantian has obtained it, he will naturally hand it over. Moreover, it is just an excuse to practice the'Zeying Sword Art' to kill the ten mid-innate martial artists of the Deng family. It sounds reasonable.
Everyone present was shocked when they heard the words, ‘Zeying Mind’, that’s a treasure.
At the same time, listening to Xuantian said that he had killed ten martial artists in the middle stage of the Innate Realm of the Deng Family, and even let all the inner disciples take a breath.
The elders of the Inner Sects also looked at Xuantian with admiration. Although Chu Feng also has the strength of the five-tier warriors of the Innate Realm, it is obviously still between defeating Chu Feng and killing ten middle-class warriors ~EbookFREE.me~ There is a big gap.
Chu Zhanfan snorted coldly, and said, "There is nothing to say about it. If it is really killed by you, then there is no proof. Why do you make others believe you?"
Xuantian smiled slightly. He was prepared and pointed to Deng Fei: "I killed Deng Wanchuan, the fourth elder of the Deng family, and seized his portable saber. It is a middle-level profound weapon with the engraved'Wanchuan' In two words, that day Deng Wanchuan killed me with this sword, and I returned it to Deng Fei with this sword. This sword is the greatest proof."
Everyone's eyes fell on the sword inserted into Deng Fei.
The elder of the inner gate standing next to Deng Fei first discovered: "Yes, it is indeed a middle-class treasure of the Profound Order. The word'Wanchuan' has been engraved for a long time, at least a few years." (To be continued. If You like this work, welcome to the starting point (qidian). Your support is my greatest motivation.)
ek chocolate says
Second more. . . . I insisted on it for nearly 20 days, and I didn't want to give up all the previous work and be bursting with chrysanthemums, asking for monthly support. . . .
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