Half a month later, Chuan Shen returned to the Divine Sword Gate and came directly to Chen Feng's small building.

"Senior, why are you back?" Chen Feng stopped his cultivation and asked with a puzzled face.

"The people of the three major sects are coming soon, I will be ordered by the master of the sect to come back and tell you about the situation first!" Chuan Shen said with a solemn face: "Chen Feng, you have to be careful this time, the other party is obviously prepared, and the disciples sent are all closed disciples who have been in retreat for many years, and their strength is unfathomable, and no one knows how many hole cards they still have hidden on their bodies!"

"It's okay, if you want to talk about hole cards, who hasn't yet?" Chen Feng's eyes flickered slightly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up an indifferent smile: "Let's go and call Xiao Zhan, how about picking up the wind and washing the dust for you?"

"Not necessarily. I'll go back and get some business done. Chuan Shen shook his head and refused, now he not only helped Chen Feng deal with the express dart bureau, but also took care of the size of the door, and his hair was almost gray.

"Okay, after the duel is won, let's hold a celebration banquet!" Chen Feng was nurtured by everyone. Now I'm used to the life of having a banquet when I have nothing to do.

"I'll talk about it then, I've already brought the words, and I'll go first. Kawajin arched his hand and turned around to leave.

"Seniors go slowly!" Chen Feng looked at the back of the Sichuan God hurrying by, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "The Sichuan God is really hardworking, once in the Nether Realm, he worked hard for the major planes, and now he has come to the Immortal Realm, and he is still running back and forth for the affairs of the Divine Sword Gate......"

"Since the other party is prepared, I can't be too relaxed, I still have time in the next few days, and strive to improve my cultivation to another level!" Chen Feng secretly encouraged himself in his heart. At this time, his cultivation had already reached the consummation realm of the early stage of the Great Immortal, and it only took some time to break through to the middle stage of the Great Immortal, and by that time, the immortal qi in his body was more abundant, and not only the power that erupted was stronger. The ability to fight for a long time will also be stronger.

Three days later, in front of the mountain gate of the Divine Sword Gate, a large group of people of all ages fell, led by three middle-aged people with extraordinary bearing, one by one either disdainful or sneering at the door plaque of the Divine Sword Gate.

"Three, come with me!" Fang Zhenlin, as the head of a faction, came forward to entertain everyone, only to see him lead the way, and then said: "The boat and car are tired, let's rest for the night first, and then hold a duel tomorrow!"

"No need, Fang Sect Master, I Feiyun Sect still has some things to do, I don't have so much leisure to play slowly, you go and set up the ring now, let's start in the afternoon!" said the Feiyun Sect Master with a bearded face, with a little impatience on his face.

"Yes, don't make it so troublesome, let's finish the competition first!" The head of the Tianyang Sect stood aside and echoed in his mouth.

"Fang Sect Master, are you scared?" the sect master of another sect also said mockingly.

As soon as these few words were spoken, the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect were furious, while the disciples of the other three sects looked at Fang Zhenlin with interest.

"Since you want to find death, let's try it first!" Fang Zhenlin, as the master of the Divine Sword Sect, naturally did not speak well, and before he came back to his senses, he heard a clear voice from the side, and when he looked back, it was Chen Feng, and he couldn't help but say happily: "Chen Feng, why are you here?"

"If I don't come, won't the Divine Sword Sect be bullied?" Chen Feng looked at the disciples of the three major sects coldly, and said with a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "You group of wastes want to find death. Wait a minute, you're welcome!"

"Boy, what are you to insult us?"

"There's a kind of newspaper to see if I don't fix you well!"

"Fuck off, when we are waste, dare you come out and fight!"

When the disciples of the three sects heard Chen Feng's tone, full of merciless mockery, their hearts were suddenly full of anger, and they fought back.

"Quiet!"

"Stop!"

Listening to the increasingly unbearable scolding between the two sides, not only Fang Zhenlin's face was pale, but even the masters of the three major sects felt a little embarrassed, and hurriedly ordered the surrounding disciples to settle down.

When the surrounding noise gradually disappeared, the Sect Master of the Feiyun Sect walked quickly in front of Fang Zhenlin, with a bit of smugness on his face, and said in a loud voice: "Master Fang, when will we arrange a martial arts competition?"

"Afternoon!" When Fang Zhenlin heard this question, he couldn't help but turn his head to look at Chen Feng and consult his opinion. Seeing that he nodded, he continued: "I'll send someone to build a martial arts platform now!" As soon as the words fell, he called a disciple and quickly arranged it.

"Are you Chen Feng?" The Feiyun Sect Master glanced at Chen Feng up and down, and said with a cold smile: "Boy, have you ever considered joining the Feiyun Sect?" As long as you are willing to come over, immortal coins, resources, pills, and even women, I can give them to you, and you are satisfied!"

"Forget it, those things are still left to the Feiyun Sect Master, you can enjoy them slowly, I can't afford to use them. Chen Feng glanced at him and said with a salty mouth.

"What a sharp-toothed boy, let me tell you, you will die a miserable death today!" a sinister smile curled into the corner of Feiyun Sect Master's mouth. Gritting his teeth, he threatened: "As for the courier dart game you created, it will also fall into our hands." ”

"Self-confidence is a good thing, overconfidence is stupidity. Chen Feng didn't hesitate to go back.

"You!" When the Feiyun Sect Master heard this, he gritted his teeth in anger, and said with a blue face: "Show me a walk!"

At this moment, Fang Zhenlin rushed back, seeing that the atmosphere between the two was so cold, he could guess the process without thinking, and couldn't help but glance at Chen Feng, and then looked at the people of the three major sects, and said angrily: "Follow me into the mountain!"

As soon as the words fell, he walked in front of him, and he didn't bother to say any more nonsense, Chen Feng knew that Fang Zhenlin had something to say, so he hurriedly followed.

"Chen Feng, in today's battle, you must be careful, the other party is coming with the intention of killing, you must not show mercy!" Fang Zhenlin's eyes were cold, and he told in a loud voice: "In addition, if you really can't fight, you can choose to admit defeat, I will end the competition as soon as possible, and I will not give them a chance to kill you!"

"The master of the door. Rest assured, I won't lose. Chen Feng clenched his fists slightly, and said with confidence on his face: "Although I haven't fought for a long time, I haven't lost my fighting spirit!"

"Okay! I believe you!" Fang Zhenlin heard this, feeling Chen Feng's strong confidence, and his heart relaxed a little.

Everyone maintained a hostile atmosphere, all the way to the martial arts training ground in the mountain behind the Divine Sword Gate, at this time in the center of the martial arts training ground, a martial arts competition platform has been built, and the surrounding audience seats are already full of disciples of the Divine Sword Gate, cheering one after another, the sound is earth-shaking.

"Chen Feng!

"Chen Feng, don't lose the face of the Divine Sword Gate!"

"Win today!"

The disciples sitting in the audience saw the arrival of everyone, and their shouts became more rapid and intense.

"Master, the voices of this group of wastes are really too noisy!" A young man who was following behind the Feiyun Sect Master, his brows furrowed slightly, and he said coldly, "I hate it!"

"If you kill Chen Feng on the spot, this group of people won't shout anymore!" Feiyun Sect Master didn't succeed in wooing Chen Feng, and he had already been listed as a must-kill person in his heart.

"Master, I understand!" A cold light flashed in the young man's eyes, looking at the back of Chen Feng who was walking in front, he couldn't help but sneer: "A native from the Nether Realm, it's not worth mentioning at all!"

Rumble!

When everyone came to the edge of the opposite platform, the shouts around them reached their peak, and on the floating clouds in mid-air, there were also elders of the Divine Sword Gate, all with gloomy faces, paying close attention to the battle.

"Today. As the referee, I will decide whether you win or lose in the next battle!" Fang Zhenlin stood in the ring with a cold gaze sweeping around the stage, this was one of the conditions for him to agree to the competition between the two sides, and the three major sects had no opinions.

"Get on stage!"

With a light shout, Chen Feng and one of the sect teenagers quickly flew into the ring one after another.

"Tianyang faction, Li Yang!" said the young man on the other side coldly.

"Divine Sword Gate, Chen Feng. Chen Feng had an indifferent look on his face, and there was not the slightest nervousness on his face.

"I know who you are, Chen Feng. I admire your courier business, but I'm sorry, I have to win today!" Li Yang pulled out the sword hanging from his waist and pointed at Chen Feng's chest from afar.

"Don't talk nonsense, if you want to fight, you will fight!" Chen Feng's body formed a pale cyan protective shield. The blue light on the fist is even more intense to the extreme.

"Very good, I'm also a person who doesn't like grinding!" Li Yang of the Tianyang Sect nodded slightly, and the long sword in his hand quickly rose into the air, becoming larger in an instant, turning into a giant sword that flashed with cold light.

"Let's go!" Fang Zhenlin saw that the two of them were ready. Give a direct order.

"Hurry!" At the same time as his words fell, Li Yang drove the giant sword in mid-air to slash down at Chen Feng's head from top to bottom.

Chen Feng's figure flashed, and he quickly jumped to the other side of the ring, followed by a step on both feet. In the blink of an eye, he rushed towards Li Yang.

Bang bang!

With two heavy punches in a row, Chen Feng didn't spare the slightest hand, and smashed it out directly.

"You, you are actually a body cultivator!" Li Yang's face changed greatly, and he was caught off guard, he didn't have time to dodge at all. He could only prop up a protective shield, and then use his arms in front of him, trying to counteract Chen Feng's attack.

"Can you stop it?" Chen Feng sneered, carrying two punches of monstrous power, directly smashing the protective shield in front of him, and then threw another punch, breaking his arm.

Bang!

Chen Feng found the right time and kicked him away.

Only to hear a pop, Li Yang opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body fell to the ground softly, still with an unbelievable expression on his face, as if the scene in front of him was just an illusory picture.

No one thought that the genius disciple of the Tianyang Sect couldn't even stop Chen Feng's three punches, and was directly knocked out of the ring, and was defeated in the blink of an eye!

"Next!"

Chen Feng stood in place, his face remained calm, and he said lightly: "If you choose to admit defeat, you don't have to suffer again!"