"Look, look, the people of the Forging Sect are fighting with the chasing wind of the Qingliu Dao Temple!"

"But it is said that this Zhao Feng is already a monk of the Demon Pill, it seems that the Chasing Wind is going to be defeated!"

"That's not necessarily, chasing the wind is already very strong in cultivation, and it is only one step away from becoming a demon, not to mention that there is a demon spirit treasure weapon as a weapon, and the attack power is not necessarily weaker than that Zhao Feng!"

"That's right, that Zhao Feng has always been a monk who has just become a demon pill, and in the face of the clear stream swordsmanship and demon spirit treasure weapon of chasing the wind, he may not be able to gain the upper hand!"

The small sects around them stepped back, gave up their positions, and watched from the wall.

And at this time, the people of Linhai Mingyue Pavilion also quietly arrived, and after glancing at the Lord of the Blood Island, they all entered their seats.

The pavilion master of Linhai Mingyue Pavilion was still wearing a mask, looked at Zhao Feng, and asked in a low voice to the senior brother of Linhai Mingyue Pavilion beside him: "Wang Zhen, is he Zhao Feng?" ”

"Yes, master!"

"Sure enough, it's a hero out of a boy!"

The masked Pavilion Master of the Linhai Bright Moon Pavilion muttered to himself.

"Compared with the master, he doesn't necessarily have a genius. Back then, the master had no intention of competing for the places on the Thousand Island List and the Chu Jie List, otherwise how could he be inferior to him? ”

Wang Zhen said with admiration.

Obviously, this sentence is honest and honest, not flattering.

However, if someone else heard it, their jaws would definitely drop in surprise, the pavilion master of Linhai Mingyue Pavilion actually entered the demon level at a younger age than Zhao Feng?

It's just against the sky!

In the eyes of these people, Zhao Feng is already a genius at this age.

"Hehe, it can't be compared, of course I can't compare with him!"

The pavilion master of the Linhai Mingyue Pavilion looked at Zhao Feng and muttered to himself.

There seems to be something hidden in it.

At the same time, the Lord of the Blood Island summoned Fei Qingqing and asked, "Qingqing, do you think Zhao Feng is the opponent of this wind chaser?" ”

"Chasing the wind has been on the tenth floor for decades, and there should be a half-step demon pill cultivation. Plus the Demon Spirit Treasure... Its strength may not be much different from that of a monk who has just achieved the Demon Pill. And Zhao Feng's realm is still lacking, and his cultivation should also lack fire, so I am afraid that the outcome of this battle will be unpredictable. ”

Fei Qingqing rationally analyzed, Zhao Feng achieved the Demon Pill cultivation, even if it was from the last time he captured the treasure, then this time it would only be a few months at most, not even a year.

What's more, at that time, Zhao Feng was only three or four percent of his body.

And ordinary demon cultivators need three to four months to get used to the true yuan and consolidate their cultivation realm, so no matter how Zhao Feng is calculated, it is impossible to stabilize his cultivation.

The Blood Island Lord laughed loudly: "Hahaha, I guess Zhao Feng only needs one move to defeat this old way!" ”

"A move? How could it be a master? ”

Another handsome man exclaimed.

"Fan'er, you didn't see the sword qi that he killed your Senior Brother Qi at the beginning, even if the old man made a move, it was just that!"

"What? Master, you are a monk of the three turns of the demon pill! ”

This sentence immediately made Fei Qingqing, the first female cultivator of the Blood Island, and Wu Bufan, another first-day monk of the Blood Island, exclaim together.

"Look!"

Sure enough, in order to maintain stability, the old Dao of Chasing the Wind made a preemptive strike, and first the sword qi broke through the air and directly took Zhao Feng's head.

Zhao Feng leaned on his seat, and suddenly spat out a breath of sword qi, and in an instant, Chasing Fengzi's sword qi was strangled by Zhao Feng's sword qi, and even Chasing Fengzi was not very good, and Zhao Feng took off an arm!

Thump!

The blood stained the soil, one arm fell in response, lying quietly in front of Zhao Feng, and Chaifengzi was shocked, covering his wounds, and retreating again and again.

"Are you really a monk who has only entered the Demon Pill for a while?"

"Hehe, you take care of me!"

Zhao Feng glanced at the people around him coldly and said: "If you have the ability, you can go together, if you don't have the ability, get out of the way, don't get in the way of my eyes here!" ”

At this moment, all the monks retreated and looked at Zhao Feng in horror.

"Even, even Chasing the Wind didn't hit him?!"

"Is he really a monk who has just turned into a demon pill? The level of sword qi was so strong that it even cut off the arm of Chasing Fengzi! ”

"The worst thing is that that guy casually spits out a breath of sword qi and has such power, if you really use it..."

"Can't be provoked, can't be provoked, let's hide!"

"Hide? Where are you hiding? Now there are four places in the ring, and three of them have been occupied by the main sect, and now only this one has a seat! ”

"This, how can we little cultivators live in the future?"

Someone cried and cried out in grief.

But Zhao Feng didn't seem to care so much at all, and sat in his seat calmly, without any embarrassment.

"You, you, you love, Forging Sect, even if you win the old way today, you don't want to occupy the position of Huiguang Valley, you have caused a big disaster!"

"Oh?"

Zhao Feng looked at the wind-chasing man with a broken arm and asked with a smile: "What a big disaster method, let me see it!" ”

"Hmph, Huiguang Valley is the only alchemy sect in our Nanhai Islands, and the monks of the entire Nanhai Zhudao have asked them to do alchemy. You have lost face in Huiguang Valley today, that is, you will not give face to the Taoist friends of the South China Sea Islands! ”

The old man is not angry in vain, it turns out that there are people who kneel and lick!

As soon as the words fell, I heard someone shouting: "The people who returned to Optics Valley are here!" ”

"There's a good show to watch now!"

"That's it, Huiguang Valley has always been the most respected sect in our South China Sea Islands, even if someone from the Linhai Mingyue Pavilion comes, they must give Huiguang Valley three points of face, not to mention this little forging sect!"

"That's right, the Valley Master's Huiguang Holy Hand is also a cultivator of the one-turn demon pill, and he is also an old one-turn demon pill monk, with his tentacles, this forging sect will definitely be finished!"

When Bai Yutang heard these words, his whole body immediately cried and mourned.

This Nima has risen again and again!

Especially when he returned to Optics Valley, he vaguely remembered that there was indeed such a sect, but he didn't expect to offend such a sect, how would he mix up in the entire Nanhai Zhudao in the future?!

Especially the other party is proficient in alchemy!

That's an alchemist, behind every alchemist, there are thousands of sects, it's not easy to offend!

"Chasing the wind, what's wrong with you? How did it hurt? ”

I saw a middle-aged monk coming by stepping on the wind, and when he saw Chasing the Wind covering his arm, he immediately asked unhappily: "Who is so bold that he dares to hurt the Taoist friend of the Chasing Wind and stand up for the old man!" ”