This black robe was of no use to the Martial Saint powerhouse, after all, the Martial Saint powerhouse itself could fly in the air, and the flight speed was far above this black robe. But for the masters of the Martial Sect, the value of this black robe is great, after all, the spirit weapons that can fly are too rare.

Chen Feng also joined the snatch.

In the treasure house, nearly twenty martial arts powerhouses were fighting, and their energy was overflowing. Some martial arts powerhouses use stick techniques, some use axe methods, and each martial arts sect has its own strengths, which is not so easy to deal with.

At this moment, a figure walked into the treasure house from the outside.

This figure was a middle-aged man with a divine sword on his back, his aura was indifferent, and his temples had mottled white hair. As soon as he entered, the nearly twenty strong men in the scuffle all stopped and looked at the middle-aged man with fear.

"Huangfu Yujiang!"

The middle-aged man's name is Huangfu Yujiang, a high-level martial artist, and he is good at swordsmanship. He is not an ordinary high-level martial artist, an ordinary high-level martial artist can't even walk down ten moves in front of him.

"I want this robe!"

Huangfu Yujiang opened his mouth, and his tone was indifferent, so that people did not dare to question it. Most of the martial sects in the treasure house were silent, not daring to offend Huangfu Yujiang.

"Hmph! Huangfu Yujiang, you are so majestic!"

Among the nearly twenty martial sects, a high-ranking martial sect of the Dachang Dynasty spoke: "This spiritual robe should belong to my Dachang Dynasty, no matter how powerful your Emperor Fu Yujiang is, you dare to offend my Dachang Dynasty?"

The Dachang Martial Saint is outside, so this high-level Martial Sect is not afraid of Huangfu Yujiang.

"Brush!"

The next moment, before this high-level martial sect could react, Huangfu Yujiang drew his sword. This sword is really faster than lightning, and with a swipe, the arm of this high martial saint was cut off by a sword from Huangfu Yujiang.

Quiescence.

Deathly silence.

No one expected that Huangfu Yujiang would dare to cut off the arm of this high-level martial sect with a sword, you must know that the Dachang Martial Saint is outside.

"Ah......h

The High Martial Sect, whose arm had been cut off, howled miserably, with unspeakable fear in his heart. The sword of Huangfu Yujiang just now was too fast and terrifying, and that sword made his heart terrified. He was trembling, and he no longer dared to say cruel words to Huangfu Yujiang.

"Who is still not convinced?"

Huangfu Yujiang glanced at the many martial sects in the treasure house. Many Martial Sects lowered their heads, not daring to look at his gaze.

"I'm not convinced!"

At this time, Chen Feng spoke lightly. He's going to make a decision on this spiritual robe!

"Huh?"

Huangfu Yujiang turned his head to look at Chen Feng, his eyes seemed to turn into substance, as if he could pierce Chen Feng's body.

"High Great Martial Master?"

After feeling Chen Feng's realm, a sneer appeared on the corner of Huangfu Yujiang's mouth: "Interesting, a mere high-level martial artist can have such combat power, I think you are also a genius, but let me tell you, I have killed several geniuses like you!"

Huangfu Yujiang has a cold personality and kills a lot.

If it hadn't been for the face of the Dachang Martial Saint just now, his sword would not have sharpened the arm of the High Martial Sect, but the head of the High Martial Sect.

"Brush!"

"Brush!"

"Brush!"

Huangfu Yujiang used his sword technique, and one after another bright and cold sword light attacked Chen Feng. This sword light has a thrilling beauty.

"Boom!"

In the face of this terrifying sword light, Chen Feng's power exploded. The eight-headed dragon elephant was vigorously pushed out, and suddenly the air in the entire treasure house was blown up at once, and even the entire treasure house was blown up, and the smoke and dust were billowing out. In the billowing smoke and dust, the dragon elephant vigorously collided with the cold sword light.

The dragon elephant is powerful, infinitely powerful, sweeping everything with great strength.

Brilliant sword light, cold and sharp, can cut and cut everything.

"Run!"

Nearly twenty Martial Sects rushed out of the smoke and dust, even if they were Martial Sect powerhouses, they were not willing to suffer the impact of such battle fluctuations. Whether it is the dragon elephant or the brilliant sword light, it can seriously injure them.

"Oh my God, how could there be such a thing, how could this young man at the level of a great martial artist be so strong that he could be comparable to Huangfu Yujiang!"

"yes, that's just out of the ordinary."

"What kind of character is Huangfu Yujiang? The swordsmanship is a superb, a sword out, and a terrifying character."

Many martial arts sects have a lot of discussions.

Even the Martial Saint powerhouses who were still fighting in mid-air noticed the battle between Huangfu Yujiang and Chen Feng below. Soon, Chen Feng rushed out of the billowing smoke and dust, and he was still holding the spirit robe in his hand.

"Huangfu Yujiang, I have conceded!"

Chen Feng laughed, and then Yuan Li and blood poured into the spirit weapon robe, forcibly refining this spirit weapon robe. After all, this spiritual artifact robe is only a low-grade spiritual weapon, and its spirituality is not very strong, so it is easy to refine. Although in just a few breaths, Chen Feng was unable to completely refine this spiritual weapon robe, but he also refined a small half, and he could barely use this spiritual weapon robe.

"Let's go!"

Chen Feng put on the spirit robe, and suddenly the spirit robe exuded a mysterious power, enveloping Chen Feng, rising into the sky, and flying away from the palace.

"Damn".

Huangfu Yujiang, who was holding the divine sword, walked out of the smoke and dust, staring at Chen Feng who flew away in the sky, his eyes were extremely cold, and at the same time, there was a thick fear in his eyes. Only the high-level martial artist realm has this kind of combat power, once Chen Feng is promoted to the martial sect, then Chen Feng's combat power is afraid that it can barely be compared to the previous low-level martial saint.

"If this son doesn't die young, he will definitely be famous all over the world!"

Huangfu Yujiang said lightly.

......

Chen Feng flew out of the capital, and then flew away from the Yushan Dynasty. He didn't return to the Black Dragon Mountain Holy Land, he still had to continue to search for cultivation resources. At present, the resources he has on hand are still not enough for him to be promoted to the Martial Sect.

"The three major dangerous places in the territory under the command of the Black Dragon Mountain Holy Land: the True Dragon Cemetery, the Demon Beast Forest, and the Fire God Palace. These three dangerous places all contain treasures, why don't you go to the three dangerous places?"

Chen Feng thought in his heart.

True Dragon Cemetery, he doesn't want to go for the time being.

The Demon Beast Forest, in which thousands of demon beasts lurk. To be honest, Chen Feng didn't want to poke this hornet's nest, if he provoked any martial saint-level big demon beast, it would be a big trouble!

As for the Fire God Palace, it is a cave house left by an ancient being called the 'Fire God'. The Fire God Palace has existed longer than the Black Dragon Mountain Holy Land. When the Black Dragon Mountain Holy Land was created, the Fire God Palace had already stood on this land for many years. There are many precious treasures in the Fire God Palace, and the Fire God Pill that Chen Feng took from the Yushan Dynasty Palace is a kind of pill produced by the Fire God Palace.

It's just that the danger of the Fire God Palace is too great.

Generally speaking, only when you reach the Martial Saint level can you enter the Fire God Palace to explore and hunt for treasures, and if a Martial Saint powerhouse enters it, the probability of falling is as high as forty percent.

The Fire God Palace is far more dangerous than the True Dragon Cemetery and the Demon Beast Forest.

Chen Feng went to the Fire God Palace with this bit of strength, that was looking for death!

"Forget it, I won't go to the three dangerous places for the time being, and then let's just wander around the secular dynasty, well, go to the Dahong Dynasty first, and kill the poisonous medicine king!"

There was a Medicine King Valley in the Dahong Dynasty.

The Lord of the Medicine King Valley is named 'Poison Hand Medicine King', and he is a medium-sized martial sect. In Chen Feng's previous life, this poisonous hand medicine king was his enemy. In his previous life, Chen Feng had been fighting in the Holy Land of Black Dragon Mountain for hundreds of years, and he had countless enemies, and none of his enemies were good people.

Chen Feng flew to the Great Hung Dynasty.

......

The Dahong Dynasty, which had eight counties, was smaller than the Longshan Dynasty. There is nothing worth watching in the territory of the Martial Saint powerhouse, there are no ore veins here, there is no Spirit Mountain, everything is very ordinary.

Yaowang Valley is located in Qinghu County, Dahong Dynasty.

"It's here!"

Chen Feng flew over the Medicine King Valley and overlooked the Medicine King Valley.

In the Valley of the Medicine King, there was a strong medicinal gas. There are hundreds of warriors in the valley. Most of these hundreds of martial artists are at the level of martial artists, and they are the subordinates of the Poison Hand Medicine King.

"Give me death!"

Chen Feng threw a punch downward, and the strength of the fist fell into the Medicine King Valley from mid-air, shattering the rock walls, rocks, and houses in the valley. Hundreds of warriors fled in panic, but they couldn't escape at all. Chen Feng's fist came down, and a venerable martial artist was beaten into pulp.

In just a few dozen breaths, the Medicine King Valley was in shambles.

"Who dares to come to my territory to make trouble!"

An old man's angry shout came from the Medicine King Valley, this was the voice of the Poison Hand Medicine King. In the Medicine King Valley, the Poison Hand Medicine King, who was wearing a dark green robe, was full of anger and looked up at Chen Feng in mid-air.

Flying in the air?

The first time the Poison Hand Medicine King saw Chen Feng, he was very frightened, after all, only a Martial Saint powerhouse could fly in the sky. However, he soon saw that Chen Feng was able to fly in the sky with the help of a spiritual robe.