Ling tripod

The middle part of Feilong Peak.

There is an open space in front of the house where the core disciples live.

Two groups of people were confronting each other. There were ten people on one side, five of whom were wearing tiger-patterned Taoist robes. They were Fuhu Peak disciples who ranked sixth among the nine peaks of the Yuhua Sect. The other five people were wearing cloud-patterned robes, and they were the disciples of Yun Yufeng, who ranked seventh among the nine peaks of Yuhua Sect.

On the other side were nearly twenty people, all wearing dragon-patterned robes, and they were Feilong Peak disciples.

In an open space between the two parties, two disciples were fighting together. One of them was a disciple from Fuhu Peak who was strong enough to reach the eighth level of Qi training. The other disciple was a disciple from Feilong Peak, whose strength was at the seventh level of Qi training. layer.

The disciples of Fuhu Peak kept whispering magic formulas, and struck out with a hammer-shaped magic weapon flexibly. The hammer was heavy and heavy, while the disciples of Feilong Peak drove a three-foot flying sword. It was even more difficult for the opponent's cultivation level to be lower than that of the opponent. withstand.

"Bang!"

The Feilong Peak disciple's spiritual power was exhausted and he accidentally made a mistake. The sledgehammer suddenly hit his shoulder, and the sound of broken bones was heard.

"puff!"

The disciple spurted out a mouthful of blood and was knocked out.

"Fifth Senior Brother!"

"Lao Wu!"

…

Several Feilong Peak disciples immediately surrounded him.

Feilong Peak's fifth senior brother, a dignified seventh-level qi-training master, also lost. While the core disciples of Feilong Peak had angry faces, their hearts reached a low point.

"Haha! Senior Brother Shan, you are right, this Feilong Peak is really useless!"

A young man wearing a cloud-patterned Taoist robe stood in front of everyone. He was Yun Yufeng's senior brother Lin Feng. He said to a young man beside him.

"The lacquered animal husbandry looks just like that, but I didn't expect to be defeated by a loser! It's really disappointing!"

The person who spoke was wearing a tiger-patterned Taoist robe, and it was Shan Chengming, Senior Brother of Fuhufeng.

"What do you want?"

Li Cheng looked at the other party with a gloomy expression. As Feilong Peak's third talented disciple, Hua Mengqi and Chu Yan were not around, so he had to stand up at this time.

Today, the top five people from Fuhu Peak and Yunyu Peak came to Feilong Peak together in the name of competition, and seriously injured more than ten people from Feilong Peak. Six of the top ten disciples from Feilong Peak were defeated.

Feilong Peak ranks eighth among the nine peaks. The overall strength of the top ten disciples is far inferior to that of Fuhu and Yunyu Peaks. What's more, the two peaks join forces. The competition has not been successful so far.

"How's it going? Haha, we just came to have a discussion with the brothers from Feilong Peak. We have no other intention! But I didn't expect that Feilong Peak is actually a waste. Why should we call it Feilong Peak? Let's call it Feilong Peak!" Ha ha!"

Lin Feng said jokingly.

"Fuck, I'll fight you!"

A dark-skinned man shouted angrily and rushed out of Feilongfeng's camp. A huge mace-shaped magic weapon was dazzling and struck Lin Feng with great momentum.

"It's Fourth Senior Brother!"

"Fourth Senior Brother, defeat them!"

…

All the Feilong Peak disciples shouted.

"Fourth, don't be impulsive!"

Li Cheng shouted in his heart that it was not good.

"puff!"

I saw a flash of light from the savings bag on Lin Feng's waist, and a green flying sword came out at high speed. Before the dark man could react, the flying sword had already pierced his right shoulder, and blood immediately spattered everywhere.

"Hmph, is there no one left in Feilong Peak?"

Lin Feng was strong enough to reach the tenth level of the Qi training stage. How could he be defeated by a swarthy man who was only at the seventh level of the Qi training stage?

"I'll meet you!"

Li Cheng shouted loudly. He had to stand up at this time. Without hesitation, two flying knives flew out from the savings bag on his waist and flew towards Lin Feng.

"Third Senior Brother, kill him!"

"Third Senior Brother's double swords come out at once!"

…

The disciples of Feilong Peak shouted again.

"Huh, just you? You're not qualified!"

Lin Feng snorted coldly, the green flying sword glowed with light, and hit a flying knife at lightning speed.

"Crack!"

The flying knife weapon broke with a sound, all its light was lost, and it fell to the ground.

"puff!"

The magical weapon was destroyed, and Li Cheng's mind was severely damaged. A mouthful of blood spurted out.

"The ultimate magic weapon!"

Li Cheng's heart completely dimmed. He could cut off his own high-grade magic weapon so easily. The other party's magic weapon was definitely a top-grade magic weapon, and it was still the top existence among the top-grade magic weapons. His cultivation level was not as good as the opponent's. There is no hope at this time.

"Is it true that no one from Feilong Peak can stand up?"

"Shameless person!"

Lin Feng's words were interrupted by a cold voice, and he saw a charming woman wearing a long red dress and wielding a sword.

"Sister!"

"Senior Sister makes the decision for us!"

…

All the Feilong Peak disciples seemed to be grasping at straws.

"Oh? You are Hua Mengqi, but you are not qualified to fight me. I will kill this bitch!"

Lin Feng looked at Hua Mengqi and sneered, then ordered a bald man next to him to rush out.

The bald man was Yun Yufeng's second senior brother. He was as strong as Hua Mengqi at the ninth level of Qi training, and the two were fighting together instantly.

"Senior Brother Shan, I have long heard that Chu Yan is a guy who likes to hide behind women. Today I saw that it is indeed the case! Haha!"

Shan Chengming and Lin Feng laughed.

"Don't insult our senior brother!"

"Who do you think you are!"

"Our senior brother can defeat you with one finger!"

…

The image of Xiao Bi in Chu Yan Peak has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and the disciples of Fei Long Peak are extremely protective of him.

"Haha, this is ridiculous. If Chu Yan can defeat me with just one finger, I will call him grandpa in public!"

"Are you serious?"

As soon as Lin Feng finished speaking, a cold voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and a breath of death filled the air.