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"Meng Shan, open the mountain protection array and let them in!" Chen Feng suddenly said to Meng Shan: "Our Bizhu Peak, from today onwards, we will no longer be silent!"

Meng Shan and the others all had flashes of expression, and immediately understood what Chen Feng meant. For a while, the crowd was excited, and their eyes were full of reverence when they looked at Chen Feng!

"Boom—"

Soon, the huge mountain protection array slowly dimmed, and the barrier separating Chen Feng from the inner disciples finally disappeared without a trace.

Whoosh –

A flash of brilliance flashed, and those inner disciples who were wandering outside shot in one after another, standing condescendingly in front of Chen Feng and the twelve disciples of Bizhu Peak.

"Tell your peak master of Bizhu Peak to come out to greet us!" a tall inner disciple said arrogantly to Chen Feng, his tone full of command.

"You don't know me?" Chen Feng didn't feel slightly cold, looked at the inner disciple above his head, and said in a cold voice.

"Why do I want to know you?" The inner disciple sneered coldly, "You are a mere pre-Mahayana monk, and you are also worthy of talking to me, get out of here!"

As he spoke, this inner disciple casually slapped a palm and fell towards the top of Chen Feng's head.

The inner disciples of Chaotian Sect are all the elites of the elite, and they are all late-stage Mahayana monks who have the opportunity to ascend to the immortal realm.

If Chen Feng was really an ordinary Mahayana pre-stage, then he would definitely not be able to stop the palm of some inner disciples. However, Chen Feng was not simply in the early stage of Mahayana, and even as early as the late stage of the Tribulation, Chen Feng had already killed a Tribulation Scattered Immortal. Now that there is another breakthrough in cultivation, how can the strength be increased tenfold?

In the face of the domineering palm of the inner disciple, Chen Feng didn't even raise his eyebrows, and let it fall fiercely towards the top of his head.

"Bold, you actually take the initiative with my Bizhu Peak's peak!" Chen Feng disdained to ignore this inner disciple, but the disciples of Bizhu Peak would not let the other party be powerless against their own peak master. Hearing an angry shout, Gao Lang had already taken a long step, raised his hand and pointed at the palm of the inner disciple.

Hearing only the sound of "snort-", the turbulent palm of the inner disciple was actually pierced by Gao Lang's finger. The bright red blood light flashed, and the inner disciple flew out upside down with a pale face, and flew back for several kilometers before stabilizing his body.

On the other hand, Gao Lang stood next to Chen Feng with an indifferent face, and the index finger of his right hand still maintained a sky-high momentum, as if it was a sword that pointed to the sky and the earth, so sharp that it was terrifying.

"Bold, dare to injure the inner disciples!" The angry shouts and scolding continued to sound, but when the surrounding inner disciples saw that their companions were injured, they glared at Gao Lang angrily and murderously.

For such a situation, Gao Lang just pursed his lips disdainfully, and then said casually: "If you are not convinced, there is a kind of fight with me?"

"You...... You reckless man......" The inner disciples were choked by Gao Lang's words, and suddenly blushed one by one, pointing at Gao Lang speechless.

"Reckless people, jokes!" Gao Lang sneered, domineering: "Who drank us arrogantly just now, but now we are all like turtles with shrunken heads." Ridiculous, is this the inner disciple of Chaotian Sect?"

At this time, there were already many disciples from all over the outer sect watching from afar, and when they heard Gao Lang's angry reprimand, their blood immediately boiled, but their hearts fell into contemplation.

For a long time, the inner disciples have been so domineering and shouting for them. They are also accustomed to being reprimanded and commanded by their inner disciples. There is no other reason, it is because their identity is an outer disciple. In Chaotian Sect, if these inner disciples want to get ahead, there are generally only two ways. The first is to cultivate hard and show a proud cultivation talent in front of the high-level. Such a person, Chaotian Sect will generally recruit into the inner gate and spend a lot of resources to cultivate. Many of these inner disciples in front of him entered the inner gate in this way.

The second method is to transfer to the cultivation of scattered immortals after the failure of the tribulation, and after surviving the first life and death tribulation, you can enter the inner gate and become an elder of the inner gate, and your status is higher than that of the inner disciples.

However, neither method, nor was it possible for ordinary monks to attain it. The cultivation talent is inherently destined, although there is also a force in the later stage, but it is definitely not much, although it is slightly simple, but the method of transferring to cultivating scattered immortals is not something that ordinary disciples can get.

It is precisely because of the difficulty of entering the inner gate that the inner disciples are born with a status that is beyond the outer disciples, and the outer disciples have a natural fear of the inner disciples and accept it.

At this moment, seeing Gao Lang angrily scolding the inner disciples, these outer disciples realized that it turned out that the outer disciples were not necessarily inferior to the inner disciples, and the Gao Lang in front of them was not the best example?

"What an inner disciple, aren't you high? Don't you think that you are superior to the outer disciples? But what is the situation now, dozens of inner disciples face my reprimand, and no one dares to refute it. What an inner disciple, what an inner disciple!" Gao Lang's voice became heavier and heavier, and under his deliberate rendering of True Yuan, it was already resounding in the sky at this time, and everyone's ears were numb.

"That's it, it's just that I have a certain advantage in talent, and in terms of strength, I'm not worse than you!" Finally, a disciple of the outer sect of other peaks raised his arms and let out a heartfelt resonance! This person is also a monk in the late stage of Mahayana, and his strength is also considered to be the best among the outer sects, and he thinks that the Son of Heaven is outstanding, but he has not entered the eyes of the high-level of Chaotian Sect. At this moment, I felt it, and suddenly expressed the depression in my heart for many years.

"Yes, inner disciple, maybe it's not as good as me. If I am given the resources and treatment of my inner disciples, I will definitely not be worse than you!" More and more disciples of each peak raised their arms and shouted, wave after wave, one after another, and the momentum was huge.

Gao Lang narrowed his eyes with satisfaction, his eyes couldn't help but peek at Chen Feng, and when he saw a look of appreciation on Chen Feng's face, he couldn't help but feel comfortable in his heart.

The reason why he dared to speak like this before was actually instructed by Chen Feng. He just played on the spot and said Chen Feng's instructions more excitingly.

Seeing the waves of increasingly fierce voices reverberating, the faces of the inner disciples became more and more ugly. Streams of great humiliation echoed in their hearts, gradually fermenting, and with it, the outburst of anger of these people.

"Shut up, my inner disciple, are you also talking about it from the untouchables of the outer gate?" A loud shout came to mind, and the inner disciples finally exploded.

Looking at the inner disciples who were burning with anger, Chen Feng smiled slightly in his heart: "Let the anger come more violently!"