Chapter 1200: Chaos, Up!
In the Xuantian Dojo, the disciples of the Xuantian Sect were all sitting cross-legged one by one, holding their breath, waiting for their sect master to preach.
All of us are in a state of extreme concentration.
Of course... Except for some.
Yan Feng is one of them.
He didn't have the slightest interest in this sermon at all, what the old man of the sword spirit said before was the key...
This so-called sermon is estimated to be a bloody feast.
Sitting on the edge of this dojo, Yan Feng's eyes swept over the entire dojo...
At a glance, you can't see any difference.
But if you look closely, you can find that among these hundreds of thousands of disciples, nearly one-third, like Yan Feng, was not prepared to listen to this sect master's sermon at all, but set their eyes on the other disciples.
In that eye... It's all starting to burst out with murderous opportunities.
Really... It's a conspiracy!
Today, this Xuantian Sect is afraid that it will change the sky!
Just as Yan Feng was secretly observing, there was a person's gaze, which fell on Yan Feng's body like a knife, and the murderous intent that burst out of his eyes was eager to tear Yan Feng apart in minutes.
It was Sun Fan.
For this Sun Fan, Yan Feng just glanced at it, didn't look deeply, and didn't care.
"Girl, I don't know the girl's name yet, can you tell me. “
Yan Feng glanced at Bai Qiu beside him and said softly.
Bai Qiu was slightly stunned...
turned to a smile like a flower: "It's the fault of the little sister, I haven't told Brother Yan my name." ”
"The little sister's name is Liangqiu, and Brother Yan calls Xiaoqiu. “
"Liangqiu, good name. ”
Yan Feng smiled slightly and spoke.
"Thank you, Brother Yan, for your compliment. ”
Bai Qiu replied with a smile, her real surname is Bai... But this fact is concealed.
"Miss Liangqiu, if something happens to the meeting, you must remember to follow me and not leave an inch. ”
Yan Feng swept across the entire dojo and said in a solemn whisper.
In Yan Feng's opinion, this cool autumn is just the cultivation in the middle of the Mixed Yuan Realm, and in this dojo, perhaps for those disciples of the Xuantian Sect, the cultivation is quite considerable.
But among those deacons, there is no one at all, and I am afraid that any two or three people can kill them.
Bai Qiu was slightly stunned, not knowing what Yan Feng meant by this.
"Miss Liangqiu doesn't care about what is going on for the time being, just listen to what she says. ”
Yan Feng opened his mouth in a condensed voice, and it was not easy to say what had not yet happened.
What's more... Even if he says it, this Bai Qiu may not necessarily believe it.
After all, this is the Xuantian Sect.
Xuantian Sect is the top sect in Yitian County, and it is the top sect in Yitian County, which means that it is a top-notch existence in the entire True Spirit Continent.
Even in the entire world, it is a super sect that can definitely be ranked among the top ten.
How could such a sect be in a bloody mess.
Even if he said it, Bai Qiu didn't believe it.
Bai Qiu looked at Yan Feng, his eyebrows condensed slightly, but he nodded slowly.
"Little sister listens to Brother Yan. ”
Yan Feng also nodded, and at this time, the voice of the Xuantian Sect Master had already sounded.
This voice is extremely vicissitudes, but it also reveals a complex meaning in it.
What surprised Yan Feng the most was...
In his voice, he sensed a breath that could trigger a bottleneck.
Obviously, this Xuantian Sect Master, just in this voice, has enough power to cause people to break through the bottleneck.
This Xuantian Sect Master... It's not simple, it's not a loss, it's the sect master of the super sect.
Even Yan Feng, in this voice, slowly has a feeling of sinking into the Dao sound, once he is silent, he will be in everything, and it is extremely easy to break through.
But...
"Boy, don't be stupid, wake up quickly!"
In Yan Feng's heart, the voice of the old man of the sword spirit was stunned!
Yan Feng was instantly awakened and came back to his senses from that sound.
I was suddenly afraid...
Although this sound can help people break through, once it is silent, it will forget what is outside of you.
At this time, if someone makes a move on you, it is simply a slaughter of pigs and dogs!
No wonder...
No wonder the person who stirred up the situation in the Xuantian Sect would choose to do it today!
The sect master's sermon is by no means comparable to that of ordinary elders, and his sermon is even more precious.
Yan Feng looked at Bai Qiu beside him, this girl had slowly begun to fall silent in that voice.
Eyes, a slight sweep...
In this dojo, a full third, these people seem to be silent in the sound of the Dao, but their hands, Yan Feng can see.
It's all clinging.
This is the tension before the battle!
It's an action that can't be hidden!
"Boy, it's probably time to do it, and I'm ready to run away. ”
In Yan Feng's heart, the old man of the sword spirit reminded.
Yan Feng frowned, and he was also a little nervous.
After all... I have never seen such a big scene before.
Here, there are ten Divine Venerables alone, as well as countless Heavenly Monarchs, Palm Habitat Realm, Mixed Yuan Realm...
People who are stronger than themselves are a lot of people who can be grabbed casually.
If you're not careful, I'm afraid the aftermath will kill you.
"Miss Liangqiu. ”
Yan Feng's fingers, the dark spot fell on the back of Bai Qiu's hand, and a pure power instantly submerged into Bai Qiu's body, and suddenly... Bai Qiu, who was silent in the sound of the Dao, woke up in shock.
"Brother Yan?"
Bai Qiu looked at Yan Feng with a hint of doubt in his eyes.
After all... Until now, Yan Feng still hasn't said what the hell is going on.
Yan Feng squeezed his eyes slightly towards the front, Bai Qiu, followed Yan Feng's gaze.
His face changed suddenly.
Because she saw a disciple sitting cross-legged, his hands actually began to condense into Dao fingers.
This is usually a gesture that only condenses mana!
Notice... At this moment, it is the Xuantian Dojo, where they are all listening to the sect master's preaching, and these people are constantly listening to the sect master's words, but they are condensing their cultivation.
At this moment, when Bai Qiu saw these disciples who were condensing their cultivation, he instantly realized it!
This so-called sermon may not be as simple as it seems.
Bai Qiu's eyes... It's horrified at the moment.
She never thought that someone would dare to do it at this time, after all, this was the Xuantian Sect Master himself preaching!
Who doesn't know that the strength of the Xuantian Sect Master is extremely rare in the True Spirit Continent!
Turning his head to look at Yan Feng, Yan Feng smiled slightly and nodded.
And at this moment...
The voice of the sect master was still echoing in this entire dojo, and the vast majority of the disciples of the Xuantian Sect were silent in this mysterious Dao sound, and even many people's breaths began to fluctuate, obviously on the verge of breaking through.
For them, the patriarch's preaching is a rare opportunity to create.
But... At this moment, there is a bell ringing, which rings instantly!
The Sect Master preached, and there must not be the slightest sound to disturb him, but at this moment... That's what a bell is ringing.
The bell rang like a signal!
Mess up!
(End of chapter)