Chapter Ninety-Seven: Not Giving Anything to Each Other

"Chen Feng?" The Thousand Pavilion Lord and the others slowly descended above the void, hearing Chen Feng's name, the Thousand Pavilion Master frowned slightly, and glanced at the other three Pavilion Masters, and for a while he didn't know what to do.

No one in the know thought that this plan that had been planned for decades would be ruined by a kid from the outside world, and now in front of tens of thousands of people, it was not good to directly force the Spirit Ring Sword in Chen Feng's hand, after all, robbing it would also destroy the reputation of the four forces forever, so he could only watch Chen Feng put the Spirit Spirit Sword into his Qiankun bag.

Of course, the pavilion master of the Xingchen Sect also wanted to earn some opportunities, so he walked towards Chen Feng slowly, of course Chen Feng was not afraid of him, and of course Chen Feng also knew that under this crowd, they did not dare to move a finger of themselves.

The Star Pavilion Lord smiled and congratulated Chen Feng: "Xiao Nian, congratulations, congratulations......" This hypocritical smile made Chen Feng feel a little disgusted, but of course Chen Feng couldn't show it on his face, so he had to smile and arch his hand: "I've seen the Pavilion Master." ”

This Star Pavilion Lord was dressed in a blue robe, and there were patterns like a starry sky on his robe, this Star Pavilion Lord still felt a little younger than the other three Pavilion Masters, and the wrinkles on his face were still not so heavy.

The Star Pavilion Lord said: "Since this Ancient Ring Spirit Holy Sword has chosen the former, of course, our four Pavilion Masters have nothing to say, but we also want to invite you to sit on our Pavilion." ”

When Chen Feng heard this, he frowned slightly, of course he also understood what the four pavilion masters were thinking in their hearts, even if they couldn't help themselves now, but when they came to their territory, who knew what they would do to them.

"I, Chen Feng, am not the kind of high-profile person, and the four pavilion masters don't have to invite me, the juniors still have something to do, so I will take the first step. As soon as Chen Feng's words fell, he turned around and was about to leave this place, because now it is not only these four big tigers staring at him, these tens of thousands of people are still staring at the Qiankun bag on his waist, if he doesn't leave, Chen Feng may still be fenced, and at that time, Chen Feng will not be able to do anything.

Just as he was about to leave this place, the Thousand Pavilion Lord shouted: "Little Brother Chen Feng, please wait a minute, I Thousand Young Pavilion have something to say to you." "What Chen Feng is most worried about is that the strength of this Thousand Pavilion Lord has reached the prefecture level, and Chen Feng has no chance of winning if he fights him, so it is best to find a reason to leave now.

Of course, what the four of them pavilion masters did was to let Chen Feng stay, or leave the ring spirit in his hand behind, obviously Chen Feng could not choose the latter, since the voice of the thousand pavilion masters was so loud, then Chen Feng couldn't pretend not to hear it, Chen Feng's figure stood there quietly, and said without looking back: "If you made trouble for your pavilion a few days ago, then Chen Feng said sorry, and from then on, the dispute between the kid and the Thousand Young Pavilion will be placed here." ”

When Shan Zheng heard this, he was immediately furious, and he didn't care about the presence of the four pavilion masters, and directly rushed forward and shouted angrily: "Boy! How can this hatred be let go like this! My only son died in your hands, and a few days ago I almost killed all my brothers, how can such a great feud not be avenged by you without a word! Chen Feng! Although I don't know how you are so strong, you better not fall into my hands, otherwise I will make your life worse than death!"

Chen Feng also knew that he couldn't explain this matter clearly, since this was the case, he didn't explain it, Chen Feng took a step directly and walked into the distance.

The Thousand Pavilion Lord frowned, looking a little unhappy, and shouted at Chen Feng with a chestnut: "Chen Feng, are you too disrespectful of this Pavilion Master!"

It seems that this matter can't be passed, Chen Feng is chasing them when he goes, and if he doesn't go, he is also going to rob, Chen Feng took out the Spirit Ring Holy Sword, raised it above his head, and said to the Thousand Pavilion Lords and others: "Pavilion masters, don't think that I, Chen Feng, don't know what you think, now it is the Spirit Ring Holy Sword that has chosen me, since you want it, then pull it out!" Chen Feng angrily thrust the Spirit Ring Sword into the ground, and its sword body appeared "Buzz...... Buzz".

Then, as the light dissipated, the power surrounding the sword's body slowly disappeared, and finally turned into a little light and disappeared.

At this time, the Ring Spirit Holy Sword is no different from other swords, the only difference is the luxurious lines on the sword body, so you can distinguish the different temperament.

Hearing Chen Feng say this, the crowd all looked at each other, and then they all turned their heads to look at the four pavilion masters, and the four pavilion masters nodded slightly, besides, they didn't think that Chen Feng had just obtained the Ring Spirit Holy Sword and knew it so well in less than half a day.

But Chen Feng was confident, because Chen Feng had just discovered the unique power of the Dark Roulette in this Ring Spirit Holy Sword, which also made Chen Feng a little surprised, and in time, Chen Feng directly revealed the dark power, making the territory of the Spirit Ring Holy Sword smash into the ground.

This seems to be thrown without force, but it seems to be born, and it is impossible to pull it out.

The Thousand Pavilion Lord stepped forward in one step, looked at the Ring Spirit Holy Sword in front of him, looked at the Spirit Ring Holy Sword in front of him as if his eyes were glowing, and then directly used his strength to grab the Spirit Ring Holy Sword, but the power that was firmly rooted was impossible to pull out, and the Thousand Pavilion Lord's face was also a little angry, and he was also a little angry at this Chen Feng.

Of course, Chen Feng didn't notice this, the Thousand Pavilion Lord put away his strength, looked at Chen Feng quietly and said, "Since I can't pull it out, then your grievances and Thousand Young Pavilion will be written off, and this Ring Spirit Holy Sword will also be given to you." ”

Hearing this, Chen Feng smiled and arched his hand: "Then thank you to the Thousand Pavilion Master." ”

As soon as the words fell, Chen Feng gently picked up the Spirit Ring Sword inserted on the ground, took it back into the Qiankun bag, and turned to leave.

After a long time, the Thousand Pavilion Lord's eyes were indifferent and Shan Zheng said: "Tell the other three elders to catch Chen Feng in one fell swoop, of course, this time there are the forces of the other three Pavilion Masters to help capture Chen Feng." The Thousand Pavilion Lord looked up at the place where Chen Feng had left, and sneered: "This Pavilion Lord wants to see how powerful you can be when you arrive!"

At this time, above the sky, the empty and faint power that seemed to devour the heavens and the earth seemed to be slowly dissipated at this time, and the power formed by tens of thousands of people was also slowly disintegrating......