Under Yao Lao's observation, although Chen Peng still had a little bit of fire attribute talent, he could try to cultivate the fire practice method. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

But four years have passed, and the exercises that should be practiced have also been practiced, and I have taken so many pills, but I am still in the realm of a fighter.

I have to say that in his mind, this is an ordinary person who only has talent, but no cultivation qualifications.

Again, this kind of person is very common and not unusual, seven or eight out of every ten people.

"And when I wanted to take him as an apprentice, he refused on the grounds that he was not talented and was afraid of affecting Xiao Yan and my reputation."

Once he saw that Chen Peng was resolute and hardworking, and his cultivation was so hard, he wanted to accept Chen Peng as an apprentice, but Chen Peng directly shook his head and refused.

After all, he is not a world-level figure, how could Chen Peng worship under his door.

But the medicine in the ring didn't know.

Now, when he recalled in his heart what Chen Peng had refused before, he was relieved and sighed.

"Chen Peng is loyal, and in order not to affect the prestige of me and Xiao Yan, he would rather sacrifice his possible future of cultivation and give up the opportunity to apprentice. This man is truly a righteous man! ”

When Yao Lao looked at Chen Peng, who was surrounded by all the students, he recalled all kinds of past events in his mind, and sighed a lot in his heart for a while.

But at present, the thing he needs to care about the most is that Han Feng will come to the academy in a few days, or the two of them will take the initiative to attack.

Therefore, he immediately straightened up in his heart, and said a few things to Xiao Yan about Han Feng's weaknesses and other things, hoping that after his apprentice came out of retreat again, he would be able to kill the traitor and avenge what he had suffered over the years.

Thereupon.

With the passage of time, the sun and the moon rotate.

To the surprise of Canaan Academy, Han Feng chose to forbear, delaying the preparation materials prepared by the academy for a few days, as well as the manpower and material resources consumed.

"No, they're going to come back."

However, after the vice president of the academy and the others discussed, Han Feng, who felt that the flaws would be reported, must be preparing something to eradicate their academy in one fell swoop.

For this reason, everyone's vigilance was not relaxed, but more tight, watching every move of the Black Corner Domain, in case Han Feng made any big moves, they didn't notice it, and they suffered a big loss in vain.

But under the surveillance of their patrol day and night, they did not find that in their academy, there was a figure quietly leaving the academy.

"I left a fake body in the house with some of my memories, which can replace me every day in front of everyone, practice, eat, and Xiao Yan, who knows me well, is now in retreat, it is really seamless, and it should be able to hide from everyone's eyes and ears."

The figure is also Chen Peng.

After he left the academy and came to the forest, he turned around and glanced at the academy again, and after calculating a little more in his heart, guessing where Han Feng was going to go when he was defeated, he turned his mind and went to a place.

And after he left, about a month passed, and as the vice president and others expected, Han Feng really invited several Douhuang masters to come to the academy to ask about the crime.

"My people died in the territory of your Canaan Academy, is your academy going to give me an explanation?"

In the academy, under the backdrop of seven or eight Dou Huang and more than a dozen Dou Wang, when Han Feng looked at the trembling students and the silent vice dean and others, he could be said to be full of confidence, and no one was afraid.

But again, he didn't mean to do this, saying so much was actually to bring the pressure of the powerhouses to get a glimpse of the strange fire in the academy.

But he was destined to be disappointed on this trip.

Just because, the alien fire has long been taken away by Xiao Yan.

"Han Feng, today I want to get rid of you as a traitor for my master!"

With a sudden roar, after Xiao Yan walked out of the retreat, a big battle was about to break out.

Thereupon.

With the fluctuation of Dou Qi's energy, after about half a day, although Han Feng had more people than in the original book, he was not Xiao Yan's opponent in the end.

Bang! With a bang, Han Feng was severely injured by Xiao Yan's cold fire with the old bone spirit, plus the two different fires he had obtained himself, and a Buddha Fury Fire Lotus that fused.

"Help me!"

Unlike the original book, after Han Feng was seriously injured this time, he did not let the Soul Hall and others save him, but instead let several Douhuang powerhouses brought by him take them away.

"Let him run .." In the academy, when Xiao Yan saw Han Feng's back, he didn't stop him, just because, after he released the Buddha's Fury Fire Lotus, his soul had already dried up and he was drowsy.

"Thank you!"

On the other side, although Han Feng was a little embarrassed on the way back to his house after escaping, he still cheered up and thanked several Douhuang powerhouses who had also suffered different injuries.

And why didn't he ask the Soul Hall for help this time as in the original book, but instead chose a few strong Douhuang powerhouses who had a close friendship as the last straw.

It's because he's not stupid and knows that the Soul Hall is using him.

"The Soul Hall saved me once, maybe I will pay a bigger price."

Han Feng thought in his heart, but when he was rushing towards the black alliance he had formed with the support of several people, he didn't expect it.

As they crossed a deserted dirt road, he suddenly felt a little unpleasant breathing, as if the air here was much thicker.

"Could it be that my injuries are getting worse again?"

When Han Feng was guessing in his heart, he felt a little stuffiness in his chest, only to see him open his mouth to suck a large breath of air, and with worried and inquiring eyes, he looked at the several Dou Emperors around him who also showed a look of speculation, wanting to know if they were the same as himself.

"Sure enough, there's something wrong here." But now, when he saw the same inquiring eyes of everyone, he knew that they, like himself, felt that this place was indeed a little strange.

"Yes, the air here is a little viscous, as heavy as the sea water a kilometer below."

One of the Douhuang was the least injured, and he was also the most powerful person among the people, having reached the Douhuang Nine Stars.

And he has been to many dangerous places, but he has not found such a strange scene.

"Hurry up and get through here, I always feel like something is wrong."

As he spoke, he carried Han Feng on his back alone, wanting to lighten the burden on the rest of the people and let them keep up with him faster.

"yes, get out of here!" Several people looked at each other, and there was no humility or anything like that, and they directly ran their fighting spirits, wanting to leave here quickly.

But after they had just advanced less than 100 meters, when they passed a small dirt slope, they found that at the other end of the dirt slope, there was a white-robed man drinking tea and playing chess.

"Who is this person?" When everyone saw this, their hearts tightened, and they were on guard.

It's just that, if they hadn't seen this tea drinker with their own eyes now, in their senses, this person would have been as if it didn't exist.

"How did this person come about? Could it be Dou Zong, or the strong man of Dou Zun.."

After everyone speculated, they remembered the strangeness of this place, and when the high realm could not be discovered by others and others, they stood in place and did not dare to make a move.

After all, seeing a master and offending a master must have a different end.

One is likely to live, and the other is certain to die.

And the person they are watching to play chess is also Chen Peng, who has been waiting here and has been planning for a long time.

"You have worked hard, why don't you take a break, drink tea, and play chess."

When Chen Peng, who was below the hillside, looked at several Dou Huang, he had no fear in his heart, but showed joy.

"I thought that only one Douhuang would come, and at most a few people from the Soul Hall would be caught, but I didn't expect that so many Douhuang would come."

Chen Peng's demeanor was leisurely, drinking tea and playing chess, just like after this game of chess was played, there would be a decision on this matter.

Similarly, when the net was closed, so many Douhuang powerhouses came, which was also his joy and an unexpected windfall.

And in the same way, this can be regarded as Han Feng's self-digging grave, he wasted so much time to gather people, and in the end, it was cheaper for Chen Peng.

But what Han Feng did was not wrong, after all, whoever went to find something should not plan more, and bring more masters to strengthen his momentum.

It's just that he has been preparing for a little too long, so that Chen Peng's big array has been laid out for a month.

"With the blessing of the aura here, I can kill the five-star powerhouse of the Dou Sect with one blow."

Because of his previous departure, this large array was not just laid out for three or four days, accumulating the level of aura that could bombard and kill the Dou Huang.

But after days and nights, it has been gathering for a month, and the aura has been so thick that even these Douhuang powerhouses feel suffocated when they breathe.

It is conceivable how thick the aura of this place is within a radius of 100 meters, and it is about to reach its essence.

So.

Click―

The chess stops, the cup falls.

Chen Peng glanced at Baizi Panlong, after the sunspot had been successful or defeated, he didn't do fearless maneuvers for the sunspot again.

"Life is like chess. You've made or failed, why don't you let go of your obsession and start over. ”

Chen Peng shook his head and looked at Han Feng.

At the same time, as his words fell.

Chen Peng didn't give Han Feng and the others any time to react at all.

Only he picked up the dust whisk on the chess table and brushed it, the wind and clouds changed color, and the aura within a radius of 100 meters was instantly emptied, and after merging into a three-color aura waved by the dust, it swept past a few people who couldn't react at all.

Swish!

When the sound of the breaking wind sounded, after the three-color spiritual light rolled over, everyone was like a painting of paint, which was erased by the water.

"I.." I saw that when a few people just spoke, their eyes lost their vitality, and the flesh, bones, and internal organs under their heads and above their calves were swept away by the three-color aura...

However, Han Feng may have been because of the strange fire, but the look in his eyes lasted for about a breath.

At the same time, when his head fell to the ground because he had no physical support, the last consciousness in his mind seemed to be a wandering thought, thinking of who the strong man who was going to kill them.

"Chen Peng.. It's Xiao Yan's brother.."

The look in his eyes gradually disappeared, and before Han Feng's consciousness disappeared, he seemed to think of something ridiculous, "I didn't expect it. I didn't expect it, I thought that the Soul Hall was a behemoth and Xiao Yan was a young talent, but now I learned that his eldest brother, a Chen Peng who is just a waste person in the eyes of others, an ordinary person... is the real terrible person... With the realm of fighters, kill several Douhuang with one blow... Those geniuses in Zhongzhou, who can do it."

Bang!

After the dust shook up, Han Feng's head hit the ground, and when he looked in the direction of the academy, his face revealed a mockery and a strange smile.

He was mocking the ignorance of the academy, laughing at the arrogance and arrogance of the Soul Palace, and laughing at the fact that the Zhongzhou Continent was too small.

And when Chen Peng walked in front of his skull, he swept the dust and took out a dark blue alien fire from his skull, and this was also the reason why Han Feng did not die instantly.

"It's another fire."

As he looked at the strange fire attached to the dust, he was thinking about when to refine it so as not to hurt the original aura in his body.

After all, this fire is not low on the list of different fires, and he has no burning skills himself, so he can only rely on his own aura to grind away the energy of different fires.

And the most important thing is that he is the same as the people of this continent.

He doesn't need to manipulate the different fires and warm the different fires, but directly devour them, let the different fires integrate into himself and turn into the aura of the dantian.

"I don't know if my magic weapon can dissipate the alien fire, so that it can become a pure aura, and it will not hurt other origins."

Chen Peng's thought flashed, and with a brush of dust, the fire turned into a little dark blue spark, attached to the dust.

But with a single brush, it directly shattered this ownerless alien fire and turned it into more than ninety fragments of sparks.

"In this way, it is easy to absorb, and there is no crisis."

Chen Peng smiled when he saw it, but he didn't care.

I saw him open his mouth and inhale, and a little spark floated out of the dust and burrowed into his heart.

"A little spark is equivalent to the realm of the Douwang realm, and there is no crisis, such as eating and drinking. Now, coupled with the Origin Energy that the previous Dou Emperors hadn't absorbed, I would probably be able to step into the late stage of Jindan."

The thought flashed, and Chen Peng was about to absorb it all.

Suddenly.

"The people of the Soul Palace.."

When he looked up at a certain place in the air, he waved his hand, and after the corpses of the people, the chessboard, tables and chairs were reduced to ashes, his body melted into the dirt like flowing water.

Wow―

The soil fell together, and in less than a breath, after the soil slope fluctuated like a stream of water, although there was no change on the ground as before, Chen Peng was nowhere to be seen.

At the same time, the space above this place cracked like a black hole, and an old man in a skull robe stepped into the dirt slope, glanced around, and after looking at the scene that was not anything unusual nearby, he couldn't help frowning and falling into deep thought.

"I obviously feel that Han Feng's aura is disappearing from here."