The deacon of the Nangong family's Thunder God Sect is called Nangong Hua, and he was the first to arrive.

He looked very arrogant, snorting through his nostrils, and putting on a stinky face that was superior to others.

Deacon Wei of the Thunder God Sect was the second to arrive. After discovering Chu Feng's dangerous situation, without saying a word, he directly dodged in front of Chu Feng.

"Brother Chu, why don't you ask the nearby Thunder God Sect disciples for help?" Deacon Wei looked at Chu Feng's body with more than thirty sharp arrows, and only felt that his scalp was numb. He was very worried about Chu Feng's safety.

"Hmph, it's not that he doesn't want to ask for help. But with self-knowledge, with this deacon, it is useless to ask for help!" Nangong Hua is a short, stout middle-aged man with a fierce face.

He was not surprised to see that Deacon Wei had arrived at the scene.

Instead, he walked out with a cold face and stared at Deacon Wei-for-tat.

An ordinary disciple of the Thunder God Sect was not qualified to ask for help from other fellow disciples in front of him, a deacon.

"Wei Mingqing, I advise you to leave this stall alone!

"With me here in town, you can't manage it if you want to!"

Nangonghua is very strong.

Although everyone is a deacon of the Thunder God Sect, there are also superior and inferior. Wei Mingqing's potential in the Divine Pattern Sect was not as good as his, so he was sent out by the sect to deal with some business matters.

And the potential of Nangonghua is quite good, and it belongs to the key cultivation object within the sect. It is even expected to be promoted to the protector of the Dharma.

In terms of status, Nangonghua is higher than Deacon Wei.

"Really, or invite the elders of the sect to come and deal with it!" Wei Mingqing smiled coldly, full of ridicule.

As soon as the words fell, Wei Mingqing shook his hand and shot a signal flare.

This thing is specially made, and it needs to be driven by vitality, and it will rise into the sky and make a screaming sound.

Can be passed far, far away.

Nangong Hua wants to suppress him with his status and wants to kill Chu Feng, and soon, Nangong Hua will understand the truth that he should be low-key and be a dog with his tail between his legs.

"Do you want to invite the elders of the sect to come over?"

"Deacon Ben wants to see if you have a big face in the sect, or do I have a big face?"

Nangong Hua did not stop it, he had absolute confidence in his status in the Thunder God Sect.

For sects, sectarian members compete with each other, and whoever has a high status will help him. Whoever has great potential will be helped.

There is basically only the word profit in his eyes, and he never makes any sense.

Yan Kuan, the vice president of the Divine Pattern Guild, just stood there and didn't speak.

Others didn't know Chu Feng's identity, but he and Deacon Wei knew it very well. is just a Nangonghua, and he also wants to compete with Chu Feng for status.

Soon to be slapped in the face.

The speed at which the Thunder God Sect elder arrived was much faster than he had imagined.

After Deacon Wei sent out a signal flare, at most a quarter of an hour or so, the chirping of an eagle could be heard in the sky.

"Quack, quack!"

Hearing this, everyone looked up at the sky. I saw a small black dot in the sky, which was approaching rapidly.

When they got closer, everyone saw it more clearly.

A huge warhawk, like an airplane, swooped down.

Its wings spread out, at least more than ten meters. It's scary to have such a big eagle. I have never seen it.

"Whew!"

The war eagle landed steadily, and the wind blowing its wings made everyone can't help but retreat and dodge.

Bursts of ferocity emanated from the golden eyes of the war eagle, making people shudder. No one dared to come near the flat-haired brute.

Its sharp and thick claws, as well as its sharp mouth like a scimitar, can kill people, and it is probably no worse than a divine soldier.

Ordinary war beasts, only a thin battle qi appears on the surface of the body. And this war eagle, the entire body was shrouded in a faint layer of qi. This also shows that it is at least a first-order holy beast.

It is equivalent to the initial cultivation of the human Qi Sea Realm.

There are a total of nine orders of holy beasts, the first to third orders correspond to the human Qi Sea Realm, and the fourth to sixth orders correspond to the human Purple Mansion Realm. Orders seven to nine correspond to higher realms.

The true combat power of first-order holy beasts is often terrifying.

They rely on the strength of the beast body, and it is not difficult to fight beyond the ranks.

This warhawk is the supremacy of the sky, which is even more precious and extraordinary. Ordinary Purple Mansion Realm powerhouses are afraid that it will be difficult for them to have a mount of this level.

Only the elders of the Thunder God Sect could have it.

As the War Eagle Sacred Beast landed, an old man with gray hair floated to the ground from its back.

The old man was dressed very modestly, just a coarse cloth coat. His skin was tanned by the sun, and he looked as if he was just an old farmer.

It's hard to imagine that this is the elder of the Thunder God Sect.

Appearance is innate, and people cannot be judged by their appearance. If you want to see the depth of a person, you have to look at his temperament and eyes.

The temperament of the beggar is mostly obscene and the image is sloppy. And the temperament of the emperor is mostly domineering and majestic.

The old man's eyes were like two rays of lightning, and between the strafing shots, people didn't dare to look directly. I can't help but bow my head. That invisible majesty and domineering were revealed in his glance.

Whether it is Prince Xiaoyao or Nangong Yu, or the arrogant Nangong Hua, under the glance of the old man, they all bow their arrogant heads.

On the contrary, it was Chu Feng, with an indifferent face, neither humble nor arrogant.

The performance is extraordinary. It's impressive.

"Deacon Wei Mingqing and Nangong Hua, meet Elder Sun!" Both of them stepped forward respectfully, saluted the old man, and bowed.

"Who sent the flare?" Elder Sun's face was gloomy.

There are rules in the sect that unless something major happens, you can't fire flares at will. Ordinary disciples are not qualified to own signal flares.

Only Deacons and above can have flares.

However, it is not possible to launch indiscriminately.

Because the sect needs to send at least one elder to check it out. If there is really something big, such as being bullied by other sects, or encountering a powerful powerhouse, you want to provoke the majesty of the Thunder God Sect.

At this time, the Thunder God Sect will accompany him to the end.

Even the last person to fight the sect will swear to the death to defend the dignity of the sect.

After Elder Sun arrived, he didn't find any great danger, nor did he find anyone provoking the majesty of the Thunder God Sect. So, his face is a little unsightly.

The status of the elder is respected, and he cultivates hard in the sect on weekdays.

When it's okay, I will never care about the rights and wrongs outside.

For the strong, cultivation is the most important thing.

Nangonghua and the forbidden army of the Dayong Dynasty want to besiege and kill an important figure in my Thunder God Sect. I felt that it was impossible to keep this important person safe on my own, so I asked for help!"

Wei Mingqing's gaze looked at Chu Feng, who had countless arrows in his body.

In addition to arrow wounds, there are also many sword wounds and knife wounds. However, Chu Feng cultivated the Heaven Killing Demon Skill, and his wound recovered extremely quickly.

The bleeding had long since stopped.

Hearing this, Elder Sun's gaze turned to Chu Feng. He had already sensed that Chu Feng had the identity token of the Thunder God Sect in his body, but it was only at the disciple level.

"He's also an important person?"

(End of chapter)