"Do you have any comments!?"

Jiang Feng's expression was calm, he stared at Cheng Feng and said slowly, "And then!?What do you want!?"

Jiang Feng opened lightly.

"Boy, you're impatient, and you don't look at who is standing in front of you, do you want Senior Brother Cheng Feng to kick you out!?"

"Yes, Senior Brother Cheng Feng, show your hand and drive this kid out!"

Several people kept shouting.

Jiang Feng was also full of sarcasm at this moment.

"So you're going to hit me!?"

Cheng Feng's body trembled subconsciously.

He was repaired by Jiang Feng before, and he could remember it vividly, even if he was now the Golden Lotus Holy Body, he was not Jiang Feng's opponent.

The scene was very awkward for a while.

Neither is it advancing or retreating.

"Senior Brother Jiang Feng, they are all official disciples, we are not their opponents at all!" Liu Kun didn't dare to offend these people.

I heard that Cheng Feng is still a holy body.

In just a few days after I came, I was already among the official disciples, and I was already famous.

If they want to become a dragon and a phoenix in the future, how dare they offend.

"I don't care, I want to see what they do with me!"

"You ......"

Cheng Feng was anxious and waved his hand violently, "I have a large number of adults, and I don't have the same knowledge as you, but you wait for me, the Ten Thousand Swords Holy Body is in the Wuji Gate, like a fish in water." ”

"In two months, I will definitely beat you down on the test bench!"

Cheng Feng strode towards the second floor.

Several martial artists behind him also glared at Jiang Feng viciously.

The old man in front of the door.

Ben had already opened his eyes, and at this moment, he was half-squinting again.

"Senior Brother Jiang Feng, you have been hated by them, I am afraid that they will target you in the future!" Liu Kun stomped his feet in anger.

Although he didn't have a deep friendship with Jiang Feng.

However, when I saw an outer disciple and was bullied by a formal disciple, I would inevitably share the same hatred.

"It's okay!"

Cheng Feng didn't pay attention to it at all.

Walking to the door of the Ten Thousand Books Pavilion, Jiang Feng handed over the identity token and ancient books to the old man who guarded the door.

"Huh!?"

The old man was visibly stunned for a moment.

"You chose this martial art, do you know the story about this martial art!?"

"Yes!"

"I know that I still choose!?" the old man was surprised, and couldn't help but feel that this son was another arrogant person.

That's it!

He is just a guard, and he has no right to hinder him, "Since you want to cultivate, then cultivate!"

Give Jiang Feng a brief registration.

told him that within a month, he must return his martial arts.

Jiang Feng strode away from the Ten Thousand Nationality Pavilion.

said goodbye to Liu Kun.

Jiang Feng returned to Lingyun Peak.

He immediately practiced martial arts.

After dealing with the next things to be done, I calculated it for a while, and it was time to pick the spirit fruit next time.

There are five days left.

Five days was enough time for him to perfect his martial arts.

Simply pack up his things, he doesn't want to practice martial arts and be disturbed halfway.

Picking spiritual objects these days has allowed him to discover a place of silence.

Just let him use it to practice martial arts.

Packing his bags, Jiang Feng left Lingyun Peak and turned around and ran towards a canyon.

Surrounded by mountains, the canyon is very quiet.

Below is a flat land, because it is remote, no one will appear in the past, it is a good place to practice martial arts.

Even if he is the Emperor of Heaven.

In the face of new martial arts, he also needs to learn.

However, it only takes time, and it will be several times faster than ordinary people.

Especially the higher the level of martial arts, the more you have to endure loneliness and loneliness, and carefully figure out the mysteries.

Those who shout every day that their talent is amazing, and they can learn any martial arts as soon as they learn them.

It's a complete dream.

Even if a generation of Heavenly Emperors wants to be righteous, it will take decades, hundreds of years to hone their martial arts skills to the extreme.

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Feng began his boring cultivation.

I didn't practice right away at first.

Ponder and watch the contents of ancient books.

Then, in his mind, he kept evolving, over and over again, until he was smooth and comfortable, and Jiang Feng did it.

Luck, release, stepping, swinging sword, bursting......

All the actions in one go.

I couldn't tell at all that this was the first time I had used martial arts.

As soon as this sword came out, the dark sword light into the water was dazzling, and every sword, every movement, was profound.

"Boom!"

A boulder in the distance broke with a bang.

The power is truly extraordinary.

It is worthy of the infinite gate.

The sword path cultivated for the outer disciples is already beyond the ordinary.

Wait for him to come to his senses.

Jiang Feng was stunned to find that he had been cultivating for a day.

The sky was already dark, and the progress of his cultivation was expected to be much faster than his.

Just wait for yourself to become proficient again.

It can basically be done, to the point of reaching the peak.

Sleepless nights.

Jiang Feng has been refining all along.

The red sun rises in the distance, leaping out of the sea of clouds, the sun shines on the earth, the morning breeze blows, and all living beings wake up in their slumber.

"Whew!" let out a cloudy breath.

The long sword was put away by Jiang Feng.

Looking around, the stone walls around the mountain are covered with dense sword marks, which looks shocking.

"One day and one night, four days as expected!"

Eight Desolation Sword!

It has a total of eight styles, the sword style is extremely dangerous, and it has the power to open up eight wildernesses and shock Liuhe.

Every move involves many ways.

Such as meridians, such as the power of immortal spirits, such as steps, such as moves...... If you're not careful, you'll go crazy.

It's no wonder that many people suffer from it.

"With my current cultivation, this martial art can be used for self-defense. ”

"Hey, hey, hey......"

Just when Jiang Feng was about to go back.

In the middle of the cliff, there was a sudden burst of mocking laughter.

The sound echoed in the valley, and it was not easy to know where it came from, and the ears of the people who shook it hurt.

"Not good!"

Jiang Feng raised his eyebrows.

Feeling a surge of hot blood in his chest, he immediately activated the power of the immortal essence in his body and forcibly suppressed this hot blood.

At the same time, be vigilant.

"Who is it!?" Jiang Feng scolded.

"It's old!"

At one of the cliffs, an old man suddenly stood out, with his hands behind his back, and then took a step forward.

The next moment, a figure unexpectedly appeared in front of Jiang Feng.

His pupils shrank sharply, and he stared directly at the man.

"Little doll! You came here once half a month ago, but you didn't expect to come again half a month later, and you still use this place as a place for cultivation. ”

The old man was fat and red-faced.

And his appearance is extremely ugly, looking at it from a distance, it looks like a walking boar.

I was shocked.

He perceived everything about himself without even noticing it.

"Don't be nervous, old man, it's okay to be curious first, just take a look, but your doll talent is really amazing. ”

"These Eight Desolate Swords, you don't seem to have practiced before, overnight, like two people, strange!

"Could it be that you are a rare sword prodigy!?"

The old man patted his big belly, looked around Jiang Feng for a while, and suddenly grinned, "Young man, I see that your bones are amazing, you are a rare genius in a hundred years, today I have a fate with you, you find me a big girl to make me comfortable, and the old man will point you out!"

Before, Cheng Feng was a Ten Thousand Swords Holy Body, but because he was too anxious, he was confused. Fortunately, a book friend, "*Yi: With the Wind" reminded you in time to send you a Mo Mo Da!

(End of chapter)