"The person who kneels is Han Feng?"

There were more than a dozen Taoist priests standing in the huge main hall of the Sword Sect, all of whom were disciples of the Medicine Sect who had returned by luck, and it was Huang Teng, the elder of the Medicine Sect, who stood at the forefront. And in the main hall, there was a gray-robed Taoist sitting on the main seat, his body was like a sword, and his aura was awe-inspiring, it was the Sword Sect Master, the Sword Ming Daoist. On the side of the Sword Ming Daoist, there was a red-robed Daoist sitting upright, with four Dan furnaces embroidered on his chest, three bright and one dark, this person was the Sect Master of the Medicine Sect, a pseudo-four-grade alchemist - Fire Spirit Daoist. At this moment, the two sect masters were staring at Han Feng with their eyes, and the sword Ming Daoist among them was the first to speak, and asked sternly.

"The disciple is none other than Han Feng."

Han Feng's face was a little nervous at the moment, after all, this was the first time he had seen this Sword Sect Master since he had cultivated for three years, and a huge spiritual pressure on the other party's body invisibly made Han Feng feel afraid.

As soon as Han Feng returned to Ziyun Mountain, he was brought here, and he was still a little unconscious, but he could feel two extremely powerful divine senses sweeping back and forth on his body. Han Feng felt nervous in his heart, because everything could be hidden in the Dragon Ball space, and only this Dragon Ball had nowhere to hide, even if he swallowed it in his stomach, that divine sense would easily detect it.

"You're nervous, there's Lao Tzu!"

At this time, Xiong Kun's soul transmission came into Han Feng's ears, and Han Feng's heart immediately shook, not only did he not calm down, but he became more nervous. I thought to myself, these two sect masters were investigating with their divine senses, but Elder Xiong was transmitting his soul at this time, and once he was discovered, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Han Feng didn't understand the demon

What a strong man the Demon Venerable is, in his eyes, these two sect masters are the real invincible existences, so he is always on guard.

But the two divine senses swept over, but he didn't see anything unusual about these two sect masters, so Han Feng put down the hanging heart.

"The second layer of gas refining. Han Feng, I'm here to ask you, you have to answer honestly, although you and I have never met before, but your kid's reputation is not small, and the 'first idiot in cultivation' is talking about you. It is said that you are an idiot of the Five Spirit Roots, and you have only cultivated to the first level of Qi refining in three years. I went to the Demon Forest to collect medicine, and it was only more than 20 days, how did you advance to the second layer, but what was the chance? Hurry up! ”

Jian Ming's words were full of sarcasm and suspicion, Han Feng's face turned red and white, and he was speechless for a while.

"Hmph, you don't need to ask! This idiot and my Medicine Sect disciple Zhang Cao collected medicine together, Zhang Cao of the ninth layer of qi refining did not come back, but he came back, and his cultivation was promoted to the second layer of qi refining, he must have secretly attacked Zhang Cao and stole his elixir, and then he was promoted to the second layer of qi refining! Huang Fei took two steps forward and pointed at Han Feng with a murderous face, and said loudly to the sect masters of the two sects of sword and medicine sitting on it, as if the evidence was conclusive and he had seen it with his own eyes.

Huang Teng's words made Han Feng so angry that he wanted to rush over and bite him to death. But before Han Feng could explain, the sword Ming Daoist who was sitting on the table was already angry, and he slapped the table and shouted: "Han Feng, are you guilty? ”

This sound was like thunder, and Han Feng suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. He couldn't have imagined that the sect master of this Sword Sect didn't listen to his slightest argument, as if he was having a psychotic attack, and scolded himself loudly, hearing this, he seemed to have believed what Huang Teng said.

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