More than ten miles north of the Changhong Sect, hundreds of meters in the air, there are two figures facing each other at this moment.

The high altitude belongs to the birds, and it also belongs to the strong people above the Merge Realm. The wind was howling, but when it came to Tong Zhongqiu and Jian Jinsheng, it was calm again.

"The Changhong faction has been doing it for so many years, not to mention the merits, but there are also hard work. Isn't it chilling to kill one of them like this? Jian Jinsheng looked at the old Tong Zhongqiu and said.

Jian Jinsheng's voice was not loud, the two were hundreds of meters apart, and they should not be able to hear anything clearly, but Tong Zhongqiu could hear it clearly.

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"Betrayers, there should be the end of betrayers, this kind of thing is the same everywhere." Tong Zhongqiu said.

"Really? Then the people who betrayed the Shenyan Sect back then, how can they all live well now, why don't they die? Jian Jinsheng suddenly sneered, his expression full of mockery.

"Who betrayed whom back then, you and I can't comment!" Tong Zhongqiu shook his head.

Everyone in the world knows that for so many years, the Divine Yan Sect and the Immortal Cloud Sword Sect have always had a struggle. But many people don't know that the two sects were once like a family.

It is not an exaggeration to say that there are two branches of one sect. But alas, everything has dissipated like smoke and there is no going back.

"Okay, let's not talk about that year for now. Since you don't want me to take away a few people from the Changhong faction, then I have to learn your tricks again today. I hope your old bones can withstand it! ”

Jian Jinsheng looked up to the sky and smiled, the distance of hundreds of meters was like an ornament, Jian Jinsheng stepped over, came to Tong Zhongqiu's face, and the long sword in his hand stabbed out.

As soon as the sword came out, there was nothing else in Tong Zhongqiu's field of vision, and the whole world was a sword blade.

This sword penetrates the heavens and the earth, as if everything in the world is irresistible, and can only be obediently tied to the hands and killed.

"Boom!"

The bursting light cluster exploded in the sky, and the surrounding heaven and earth vitality suddenly touched and boiled, and a huge ripple swept out from the collision point in all directions, and the more it reached the periphery, the bigger it became, and the wind swept up countless times.

Outside the Changhong faction, many people looked up to the north, even if they didn't hear the sound, but the fluctuations coming from there were still captured by them.

Obviously, the two powerhouses of the Merge Realm are fighting again.

Jian Jinsheng had to fight, because the Changhong faction's calamity was caused by the Shenyan faction, if it wasn't for the Shenyan faction to lure the Changhong faction, the Changhong faction would not have invested in the Shenyan faction, let alone backstabbed the Xianyun Sword faction.

Now many sects are besieging and killing the Changhong faction, but the Shenyan faction is powerless to help. At this time, if there is not even a little expression, then where will anyone dare to devote themselves to the Shenyan Sect in the future.

Because whether it can be done or not, Jian Jinsheng must make a move.

Ding Lu of the Changhong Sect also felt the fluctuations in the distance, and his eyes were full of desolation, the Shenyan Sect couldn't save the Changhong Sect, and the Changhong Sect couldn't save itself.

At this moment, all the early and middle stages of the cultivation realm in the Changhong faction have been besieged and killed, including him, only two of them are still struggling in the late stage of the cultivation realm.

In the battle in the later stage of the cultivation realm, the general training realm was completely unable to intervene in the early stage, so they all disappeared at this moment, and ran to the Changhong faction to search for resources.

Only in the middle stage of the cultivation realm is in the side, and the real opponent is still the strong man in the late stage of the cultivation realm. But there are only two people in the Changhong faction, and the other sects combined, there are eight people in the late stage of the cultivation realm.

"Ahh

Ding Luzhong looked up to the sky and roared, and began to fight regardless of it, just hoping to drag one away. But it's a pity that everyone understands Ding Luzhong's thoughts and doesn't give Ding Luzhong a chance at all.

At all times, there must be two practitioners at the end of the realm to block his attack at the same time, and at the same time, the others are waiting for an opportunity to attack.

is a cultivator of the same level, and he is still besieged like this, and no matter how much he has the heart to die together, he has no achievements.

A quarter of an hour later, Ding Luzhong was killed on the spot, and another Changhong Sect late-stage powerhouse of the Cultivation Realm also directly followed in Ding Luzhong's footsteps.

Qu Qingsheng stood aside, his eyes silent. There is no right or wrong, only a position. In this world, the biggest truth is the fist, whoever has the big fist, whose words are reasonable.

That's all!

In the Changhong Sect, in the houses where rows of inner disciples lived, the door of one of the rooms suddenly opened, and Chen Fei walked out of it.

Chen Fei glanced at a corner behind him, his figure flickered, and he disappeared in place.

In the cellar of the house, a female disciple covered her mouth to prevent herself from making any noise. Her whole body was constantly shaking, and she didn't know that it was safe for her to hide here, but she had nowhere to go.

Chen Fei's figure turned into a phantom and rushed towards the Changhong Sect's Scripture Pavilion. After a delay just now, most of the places where resources are hidden are probably already overcrowded.

Chen Fei went again, if he wanted to get something more, it was a little difficult, so it was better to go to the Scripture Pavilion.

Now the people besieging the Changhong faction are all people from various sects. Each sect has its own inheritance, and the inheritance of the Changhong faction is of little significance to many people.

It's not that the inheritance of the exercises is not important, but for the practitioners, of course, it is better to practice the exercises of their own sect into a system. At the very least, if you really encounter any difficulties in the exercises, there is still a place to seek advice.

If you take the liberty of learning other exercises, you have to solve any difficulties yourself, and you don't know whether these exercises are complete or incomplete, or if they have been deleted or modified.

It is only for the sect that it makes some sense to increase the diversity of their own exercises.

After a while, Chen Fei came to an attic, which was really much quieter than the other places he had just met on the road.

It's not that there is no one, even if Chen Fei didn't step into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he felt a few breaths in it. However, unlike other places competing for resources, people here are reading quickly, looking for the exercises they need.

Chen Fei walked into it and found that there was nothing wrong with the peripheral bookshelf area, after all, what was placed there was only a brief introduction to the exercises.

And where the inner cheats are really stored, most of them have been destroyed, and there are even traces of fire. Fortunately, there are still many exercise scriptures that have not had time to be destroyed, but have been preserved.

Many cheats have the function of fire prevention, but they save these exercises.

Chen Fei skipped all the blade cheats and came to the area of the Heart Exercises.

Refining the god realm, the god is the most important, if the god is strong enough, the speed of the accumulation of the trick will continue to increase. Chen Fei never felt that the improvement of his mental power was enough.

However, at this moment in this area, there was already a person who was quickly sensing Chen Fei's arrival, and this person's hand couldn't help but pause slightly, and turned his head to look at Chen Fei.

"I'm here first, and no one is welcome here until I leave!" Nie Zhiyang looked at Chen Feidao with an indifferent face.

"You can copy the cheats of the exercises, and you can just take a copy of each when the time comes." Chen Fei said in a deep voice.

This kind of thing is different from spiritual resources, as long as you copy a copy, everyone can read it, and you don't need to fight to the death.

"Isn't what I'm saying clear enough!"

Nie Zhiyang got up and stood up, his majestic momentum pressed on Chen Fei, and said, "This is not the Yuanchen Sword Sect, no one will let you, my words, I don't want to say it a second time!" ”

"It seems that there is no discussion!" Chen Fei laughed softly, everyone knew him, but they all looked down on him. After all, it is a cultivation realm that has just broken through for less than a year, and its strength is indeed the weakest in the cultivation realm.

"For your master's sake, don't force me to make a move, get out!" When Nie Zhiyang saw Chen Fei's expression, his eyes narrowed, and he was already very impatient.

"Then you, let's make a move!" Chen Fei looked up at Nie Zhiyang, raised his hand, hooked his finger and said.

"Presumptuous!"

Nie Zhiyang's eyes widened, he didn't expect Chen Fei to be so bold. It has been nearly twenty years since Nie Zhiyang broke through to the cultivation realm, and it has been a long time since anyone dared to provoke him like this.

Chen Fei, a person who has not been able to break through the realm of cultivation for a long time, has only been stable for a short time, and he simply doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, he really thinks that this is still the Yuanchen Sword Sect, can't he be ruthless to you!

"Zheng!"

A dazzling sword light bloomed in Nie Zhiyang's hand, and the fierce aura filled all directions, and then suddenly tightened, completely enveloping Chen Fei's body.

Kenshin Formula!

Gather all your strength, condense it on the enemy, and don't waste a single ounce of your strength. Cultivating to the highest realm, a sword comes out, and there is silence.

One of the top inheritances of the Beidou Tower, Nie Zhiyang has been practicing for more than ten years and has won three of them.

Nie Zhiyang would not kill Chen Fei, but Nie Zhiyang wanted to leave Chen Fei a profound lesson, so that he understood that when his strength was insufficient, he had to clamp his tail and be a man, rather than making enemies at will.

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"Get out!"

Looking at Nie Zhiyang's attack, Chen Fei snorted coldly, the Qianyuan Sword jumped into his hand, the dragon elephant roared and the sound of filial piety was endless, and the next moment, the Qianyuan Sword had already cracked on Nie Zhiyang's long sword.

Dealing with the martial artist who was also in the early stage of the cultivation realm, Chen Fei had already ignored what moves the other party used, and he only suppressed it with one force.

"Boom!"

As fast as Nie Zhiyang came, he could retreat as fast as he could. Nie Zhiyang couldn't control his body at all, and the whole person involuntarily retreated backwards.

After dozens of steps in a row, he stepped the ground out of the deep pit step by step, and it was not until he retreated to the corner of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion that Nie Zhiyang reluctantly stopped.

A mouthful of blood gushed into his mouth, and was swallowed back by Nie Zhiyang.

Nie Zhiyang glanced up at Chen Fei, with horror in his eyes, he didn't dare to say any cruel words, his body flashed, and he disappeared directly into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, but he didn't even dare to stay here, and he didn't have the face to treat him.

How arrogant the words just said are and how embarrassing they are at the moment.

And Nie Zhiyang was also afraid that Chen Fei would not like him, so if he had a few more swords, then I am afraid that the ending would not be as simple as a minor injury now.

Nie Zhiyang ran out of hundreds of meters before he stopped, his face was blue and white for a while, and he couldn't understand what was going on with Chen Fei's huge force, the Yuanchen Sword Sect didn't have such a technique at all.

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