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The man looked at the direction in which Chen Feng disappeared and glanced twice. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Then he suddenly turned in the other direction, and his cultivation was so unfathomable that there was not even a trace of air fluctuations.

I saw a slightly obese figure dressed in white, but very symmetrical. An afterimage crossed the sky and flew in the direction of the bluestone peak.

That figure, with superb skills, even if it was flying in the air, it did not lose the steadiness and wonder of his steps. Step by step, it was as if he was stepping on a white cloud, and what he performed was actually the Divine Stone Gate's - stepping on the clouds and taking the sky technique.

The Cloud Stepping Technique is one of the secret techniques that the Divine Stone Sect does not transmit, and ordinary disciples have no chance to cultivate.

This person is a member of the Divine Stone Gate, and his status in the Divine Stone Gate is not low!

When the white shadow flew to the bluestone peak, it suddenly disappeared. It seems that like Chen Feng, he used some strange body technique to hide in the woods.

The back mountain of Qingshi Peak is remote and uninhabited, and if it's okay, ordinary disciples of Qingshi Peak won't come here. But at this moment, a figure jumped out of the woods.

The speed is fast, and it seems to be desperately running away from something. It was only after rushing here that it slowly stopped.

Looking behind him, there was nothing, the man breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "It's good that he didn't chase him!"

Then he sat down on the ground, gasping for air. This person turned out to be on the cliff of Zishi Peak, assassinating Fan Jian who could not kill Chen Feng.

As soon as Fan Jian sat on the ground, the momentum on his body suddenly leaked, his face suddenly turned pale, and he finally spat out a mouthful of blood.

Hurriedly healed his wounds, and after a long time, he slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity. A trace of blood finally regained on his face.

He looked at the direction of Zishi Peak viciously, gritted his teeth and said, "I didn't expect that thing to have such a powerful secret technique." Hmph, Chen Feng, how long do I think you can get lucky?"

"If I hadn't been careless this time, ...... next time, I'd have let you die without a place to be buried. ”

In a place behind the bluestone peak, a white shadow was hiding in the dark and staring at Fan Jian. I saw Fan Jian's serious injury and vomiting blood!

"It seems that you were not lightly injured this time, but fortunately Feng'er is fine, otherwise...... Even if you are the son of Senior Brother Fan, I will never spare you. ”

As he spoke, the man in white turned into a white shadow and flew back in the direction of Zishi Peak. The speed is not something that ordinary people can see.

"How did he come here???" Fan Yan, the head of Qingshi Peak, stared in the room in the direction where the white shadow had gone.

The sun sets, and it goes into the night.

On the Huangshi Peak of the Holy Land Tianshan Mountain, the night is quiet, the moon is dark and the wind is high. After a day of hard practice, at night, Huang Shifeng's disciples had already rested.

In the brightly lit Huangshi Peak, in the disciple's courtyard, one bright lamp after another was blown out. The disciples of Huang Shifeng fell asleep one by one!

However, the nightmare began to come.

A man in black jumped out of the deep forest of the big trees of Yellowstone Peak like a ghost in the dark night. Then he slowly climbed towards the Huangshi Peak Disciple's Courtyard.

The strange footwork is cleverly integrated into the dark night. If you didn't know that there was someone there, even if you were a master of the Yuan Liquid Stage, you wouldn't be able to find him if you were guarding outside the disciple's courtyard.

The man in black evaded a few Huangshi Peak disciples who were on night patrol, and these people were all cultivators of the seventh or eighth level of the body refining period. Moreover, there will be no demons and evil spirits in the Holy Land Tianshan Mountain, so these disciples naturally don't pay much attention.

With the mysterious footwork under his feet, the man in black floated into the disciple's courtyard like a black shadow in the night. Then he went straight to the largest courtyard of the disciple's courtyard.

When they came to the largest courtyard, the man in black hid in a corner of the courtyard. Looking at the courtyard in front of him, he couldn't help but let out a sigh.

In front of him was a four-storey building, red bricks and tiles, resplendent in gold. It makes people feel like they have come to a fairy mansion in the sky, which is beautiful and dazzling.

"Demon Spirit, are we really going to do it, will it alarm the other disciples?" asked the man in black.

"Rest assured, my lord, believe me, that's right. ”

Inside the body of the man in black, two voices came out. This is not Chen Feng and the Demon Spirit, who is it???

During the day, they planned to find a disciple of the Sword Character Sect to be Chen Feng's sparring partner. So the demon spirit used the "Thousand Illusions and Shadows" magic skill, helped Chen Feng change his breath, and after camouflaging it again, he disappeared into the big forest of Zishi Peak.

Unexpectedly, he had sneaked to Huangshi Peak, and also came to the courtyard of the disciples of Huangshi Peak's sword generation. Obviously, their first sparring target is set here at Huangshi Peak.

"Are you sure this method is really effective?" When preparing to act, Chen Feng still asked with some relief.

"It's okay! Even if it's really something, isn't there still me? Coupled with my unique volley and snow footwork, there is absolutely no problem to run away. "The demon spirit swears and is full of faith.

Chen Feng didn't doubt it anymore, and his body drifted slightly, like a fallen leaf blown by the wind, to the attic where the disciples of the Sword Character Sect lived.

The steps are light and ingenious, like a civet cat, like a cheetah, and the body is flexible and bent. Slowly passed into a room, silently.

Huang Jian, Huang Shifeng's sword disciple, was sitting at a table with a book in his hand. From time to time, he gestured twice, and seemed to be reading a book of martial arts cheats.

Whoosh!

A dart suddenly shot in through the window, straight into his head.

Huang Jian snorted coldly and glanced at the dart, not moving at all. With a slight upward movement of his two fingers, he caught the dart that had struck him.

"Hmph! ”

Huang Jian's face was full of arrogance and pride, and he didn't pay any attention to this kind of conspiracy sneak attack. On the contrary, he felt a little happy that someone dared to sneak attack the disciples of the Sword Character Generation.

"Hmm???" Huang Jian looked at the dart he was holding in his hand, and there was a strip of pale cyan cloth on it.

I untied the pale cyan cloth and opened it to see that it was a challenge. There were some words scrawled on it.

"Dabi is coming, if there is a kind, come to the back mountain alone and fight it out!"

A very short sentence, less than twenty words in total, but the meaning is already simple and clear. A real challenge, even the reason and place have been decided.

The big competition of the sect is about to arrive, and the major disciples will definitely fight with each other, and they will be on the same footing. Who doesn't want to get rid of their competitors as quickly as possible?

Fight you before the big competition, defeat you, and frustrate your self-confidence. When the time comes, when I meet you again, it's not just hand-to-hand!

Huang Jian looked at the challenge book he was holding in his hand, and then looked at the direction in which the dart was sent out just now. My heart is also turning a thousand times, and I don't know where I think of it.

"It seems that the appearance of a person should only be the eighth/ninth level of cultivation in the Qi refining period. Now that he is already a first-level intermediate in the Yuan Liquid Stage, doesn't he know that the difference between the Qi Refining Stage and the Yuan Liquid Stage is a level difference? Although the difference is only one or two levels, the difference in strength between them is a world of difference. ”

"Hehe, hey, hey, hey, hey, Huang Jian laughed arrogantly.

Then he shoved the strip of dart cloth in his hand into his chest. Then he took his flying sword, quietly flew out of the room, and went straight to the mountain behind Huangshi Peak.

Behind Yellowstone Peak, there is an open space the size of half a football field. A man in black is Chen Feng. He was standing there, quietly waiting, waiting for his free sparring.

At this moment, a golden cold light pierced the sky and shot quickly towards Chen Feng in the center of the clearing. Silent. A sword shot at him so unstoppably, as if it was going to kill him with a sword.

Chen Feng suddenly felt a cold light shooting from behind him, so he hurriedly performed the volley snow stepping footwork. The body moved lightly to the side, dodging the golden cold assassination.

"Yes, yes, I was able to dodge. It seems that this junior brother's skills are not ordinary!"

A man dressed in yellow and wearing a jade crown walked out not far away. The golden cold light also fell into his hand, turning into a golden flying sword.