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Now the Natal Flying Sword is damaged again, and the damage is extremely severe. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info can be repaired, but it costs a lot of manpower and material resources, and at the same time, Huang Jian loses the qualification to participate in the sect competition.

This is what really makes Huang Jian angry, if he misses a sect competition, he will miss an opportunity that I don't know how precious it is!

I was very well prepared and full of confidence, but now, at most, I can only be an audience.

Huang Jian looked at Chen Feng viciously, dressed in a black-clad tight-fitting suit, with an inexplicable potential on his body. Then his gaze fell on the Qinghong Sword in Chen Feng's hand.

"Qinghong Sword! Qinghong Sword ......," Huang Jian muttered to himself, "Dancing Qinghe! Dancing Qinghe! Sure enough, it's really a person from Qingshi Peak." ”

Qinghong Sword, Fan Jian's saber, a top-grade spiritual weapon, is one level higher than the Golden Light Sword. Dancing Qinghe, Qingshi Peak's housekeeping swordsmanship, Huang Jian would think that this matter is related to Fan Jian, it is not difficult!

"Fan Jian, Lao Tzu has no grudge against you, why do you hurt me like this??? I am cheap, Lao Tzu and you will never die!" Huang Jian scolded.

Hum!

Chen Feng snorted twice in a row, and said disdainfully: "If your subordinates are defeated, they dare to speak wildly." ”

"Hmph! What you can't do, with your current strength, Senior Brother Fan can crush you with one finger. It's up to you to still want to fight with Senior Brother Fan, hahahaha!"

Huang Jian had already lost at this time, and there was no point in fighting any further. Not only can he no longer accumulate his fighting spirit, but he also has to worry about the opponent's lore methods, and Chen Feng will not feel good if he dies.

So Chen Feng laughed, stepped out of footwork, and disappeared into the jungle in a few dodges. With the help of the trees, he walked around between the trees, and went around in a big circle before returning to the Purple Stone Peak Siguo Cliff.

The enemy left Huangshi Peak in the west, and Huang Jiangong was empty here. Can't be a sword word, tonight was beaten by someone!

Chen Feng left, the mountain behind Huangshi Peak, this hidden and desolate, inaccessible place. Huang Jian was the only one left, holding the golden light sword tightly in his hand, gritting his teeth and looking at the direction in which Chen Feng disappeared.

Coincidentally, when Chen Feng left, the direction in which he disappeared was the direction of Qingshi Peak.

"Fan Jian! Fan Jian ......!" Huang Jian said angrily, gritting his teeth.

Compared to Chen Feng, who defeated him, Huang Jian hated Fan Jian more at this time.

"Obviously, this is the person from Qingshi Peak, who is using him as a whetstone to hone his disciples! That person is actually holding the Qinghong Sword, he must have a lot to do with Fan Jian!"

Of course, the premise of all this is that Huang Jian doesn't know that the black-clothed swordsman is Chen Feng. Otherwise, Chen Feng's strategy of making trouble would not have worked!

Over there, Huang Jian was still cursing Fan Jian, and here, Chen Feng had already returned to Zishi Peak to think about the cliff. removed the disguise, and became a low-level disciple Chen Feng again!

Sitting cross-legged on a big bluestone, although his eyes were open, his mind had already run to the sea of consciousness and hooked up with the demon spirit!

"Demon Spirit, Demon Spirit, how is the harvest tonight???" Chen Feng said excitedly.

That Yellow Sword is no match for you, and after you have mastered some fighting skills, he has already been defeated. The demon spirit said expressionlessly.

"This kind of battle doesn't inspire much of your fighting spirit. And for your progress, it's not very big!"

"Then what should I do??? Chen Feng was directly poured a basin of cold water.

"Next time, you will find a double fight in the Yuan Liquid Period, and if you win, you will directly challenge the next level. Challenge the double beginner first, then challenge the double intermediate level after winning, and so on!" said the demon spirit.

"Okay! Tonight, let's take a good look at it and regain my vitality. Tomorrow, I will challenge the master of the second primary level of the Yuan Liquid Period. Chen Feng clenched his fists and said.

Late at night, Zishi Peak thought about the cliff, and it was very quiet, and even the sound of insects and birds was less. It seems that even they fell asleep.

Chen Feng closed his eyes and concentrated, running the "Ninefold Holy Demon Divine Skill" wholeheartedly, absorbing the aura between heaven and earth, transforming it into his own pure vitality, treating injuries while improving his cultivation.

The moment close to dawn is the darkest time. Dark clouds obscured the bright moon in the sky, and at this moment, the whole world turned black.

At dawn, the fog is at its heaviest. Condensed on the leaves, condensed into crystal dewdrops, pressed the leaves slightly bent.

Chen Feng was shocked, and the dew and mist on his body were all dispersed. An early morning breeze is blowing in your face, and it is all cool!

Chen Feng stretched his waist, and after a night of crazy cultivation, his hands and feet were a little numb.

Supporting his jaws with both hands, he remembered the battle last night, and he really beat those high-ranking sword disciples. That's the master of the Yuan Liquid Period!

Thinking of this, Chen Feng couldn't help but show a smile. Beat up the disciples of the sword generation, such a sense of accomplishment is too great.

"Alas, just win a Yellow Sword with a heavy Yuan Liquid Period, and you have to be like this. Is your vision so short-sighted?" said the demon spirit helplessly.

"Hmph, if you let me be narcissistic, I'll die!" Chen Feng scolded angrily after being poured cold water.

Then he stopped paying attention to the demon spirit, turned over beautifully, and stood up. Slowly move your hands, feet, muscles and bones.

began to practice the martial arts of machon fist, whirlwind cloud palm, volley snow step, and then practice it well. Practice again and again, try to give full play to the full power of those martial arts.

Integrate last night's combat experience well, so that the moves of martial arts will be more proficient, and the combat power will continue to rise.

At night, when the sun sets, Siguo Cliff is on the silent Purple Stone Peak. A figure dressed in black with a cyan sword at his waist disappeared into the woods like a ghost.

The dark night, the moon is dark and the wind is high, and it is not only the best time for the demons to come out. It is also the best time for some ill-intentioned and ill-intentioned people to act!

At midnight, the nightmare of the disciples of the Shenshimen Yuan Liquid Stage Double began!

Last time, it was the Yellow Sword of Huangshi Peak, but this time, the target is set on Blue Stone Peak. The black-clothed swordsman used his camouflage as always, and his black veil was masked, which was extremely mysterious!

When all the disciples turned off the lights and fell asleep on the Blue Stone Peak. Chen Feng stepped on the snow step, jumped out of the woods, climbed into the wall courtyard of the Blue Stone Peak, evaded the night patrol disciples, and disappeared into the pavilions.

The next moment, a person dressed in black had already appeared in the attic of the disciple of the Blue Stone Peak Sword Character. Skillfully hidden in the dark corner of the attic, and this attic more than ten feet high, completely integrated.

The target selected this time, Lan Jian, a disciple of the Blue Stone Peak Sword Generation, is cultivated as a double primary in the Yuan Liquid Period, and the natal practitioner is a high-grade spiritual weapon Tianlan Sword.

Chen Feng clinged to the eaves and slowly slid to Lan Jian's room. Without hesitation, a dart with a challenge book with a cyan cloth strip shot directly into it, and then Chen Feng turned around and ran.

Whoosh!

The two sounds of breaking the sky were remembered almost at the same time. After Chen Feng shot the dart, he immediately ran, causing the two to seem to fly out at the same time.

The darts that shot into the room just grazed Lan Jian's handsome cheeks. almost ruined the face of his peerless beauty.

Lan Jian, who cared most about his face, was suddenly furious, and he looked at the words on the cloth at a glance, and then pulled out the Tianlan Sword and chased him directly.

If Chen Feng directly said the challenge, maybe Lan Jian might not go. However, Chen Feng dared to poison the face he cared about the most, then he couldn't tolerate it no matter what. It's an unpardonable sin!

Chasing to the mountain behind the Blue Stone Peak, Chen Feng, who was dressed in black, was already waiting there. The Qinghong sword is in his hand, and the blue-green sword qi on the sword body is uncertain, waiting for the battle!

"Nicknamed the black-clothed swordsman, I hope that my senior brother will give me a lot of advice!" Although he was facing the enemy, Chen Feng still greeted Lan Jian very politely.

If it were to be changed to normal times, to another person, Lan Jian would also be calm and polite. But now, facing the person who has just violated the supreme face, how can he be calm and polite???

"I/fuck/your grandfather!!Teach your brother-in-law!" Lan Jian scolded, and without saying a word, he directly sacrificed the flying sword and killed Chen Feng.