Live Broadcast: What Does It Have To Do With Me If The World Of Cultivation Has Become A Piece Of Sh

"When you scold someone, you first curse your mother, and when you shoot someone, you shoot him in the leg first."

"Your mother exploded! Thief Sun!"

Quintessence Version (Quintessence Version) is activated.

call out! !

As soon as Chen Feng finished speaking, two spiritual arrows formed in the air and shot out.

The little Taoist priest from Xuanqing Palace immediately moved his body to dodge, but as if the spirit arrow was equipped with automatic tracking, it chased him directly and shot him in the knee.

Phew! Phew!

The other party fell to the ground and screamed in pain while hugging his leg.

"Wow!!"

In the live broadcast room.

[The arrow in the knee looks so painful. ]

[Brother Feng made a fuss over a piece of clothing, right? ]

[Is this about clothes? Donate your eyes if they are of no use. ]

[The other party deserves it. Who asked him to be clever and come into the arena with the magic formula in advance, and then hit Brother Feng with lightning without saying a word. ]

[To put it nicely, it is a surprise victory; to put it poorly, it is a sneak attack. ]

[It’s just a sneak attack. How can you prepare skills outside the field and hit people immediately after entering the field? Those who used spells before entered the field and made spells. ]

[I just want to say good shooting to these people who don’t talk about martial arts. ]

The people of Xuanqing Palace knew that they were in the wrong, and quietly left the valley with the disciple who had the arrow in his knee.

The person who originally wanted to imitate Xuanqing Palace's skills of preparing in advance and sneak attack as soon as he entered the scene immediately gave up on this idea. After all, these two arrows hurt just looking at them.

Outside the valley, many people couldn't help but howl again.

"Damn it, what kind of damn trick is this!"

"Isn't he just at the Qi Refining Stage? Why does the spell also have a tracking attack? At least a monk at the Nascent Soul stage can use the soul to control this kind of spell, right?!"

"To tell you a horror story, he didn't use the power of his soul to control it just now. When this spell was released, it directly locked the opponent's knees."

"ah???"

at this time.

"I know what this is!"

Zhou Zewen excitedly said to everyone: "This is the highest Divine Ability of literary cultivators, the ability to speak! The spirit of speech!"

"However, he only got a glimpse of the door for the first time and failed to fully understand it. It seems that it can only be triggered by swearing!"

Everyone exclaimed.

"What the hell?! This guy has realized the Divine Ability, the highest level of literary cultivation?!"

"Speech skills, speech skills... aren't those beings that can only be mastered by talented writers above Spirit Partitioning?"

"He's ten Dou tall... Maybe Wen Dao deserted him."

"It really makes people envious and jealous..."

Then everyone's expressions became strange.

"Speaking of which...it can only be triggered by swearing. It feels so weird."

"Other literary masters are good at talking and talking about lotus flowers, but he is talking about dirty things and talking about fragrance..."

"When you curse someone, you curse your mother first, and when you shoot someone, you shoot your leg first...it still makes sense."

"It's just a little too damaging..."

Everyone looked at the White Bird Sect. Hua Yuerong closed her eyes with a look like "I don't know anything, don't ask me, and I don't want to talk to you."

The challenger behind was paralyzed. According to Zhou Zewen, dirty tricks can no longer be used, because if Chen Feng is offended, he will have to eat a curse word version to cultivate Divine Ability.

Of course, there are also people who don’t believe in evil.

"True Martial Palace! Hao Shen! Defeat your man!"

A big man with red hair rushed towards Chen Feng like a bull, and punched Chen Feng in the chest.

Chen Feng punched out and collided with him.

This time, the combined power of the farmer's three punches did not knock the opponent away.

Instead, a powerful counterattack came from the opponent, knocking Chen Feng back four or five steps before he regained his balance.

Chen Feng rubbed his painful wrist, and with a quick glance, he discovered that the tiger head belt on the opponent's waist was actually a protective Law Treasure.

"Law Treasure?"

Hao Shen turned his fist and rushed towards Chen Feng with a grin.

"What, it's a family heirloom, can't we use it?"

Chen Feng dodged his blow and replied with a sneer: "Okay, then it's okay if I attack with all my strength, right?"

"Haha, come on."

Hao Shen didn't believe Chen Feng could break through his defense at all.

Chen Feng was no longer polite. He hid and cursed: "You are so ugly, you look like a bald mandrill."

"Damn it! What did you say...ugh!"

Hao Shen was furious. Just as he was about to explode, he felt dizzy, his soul ached, and he immediately staggered.

However, he still managed to hold on, raised his fist and staggered towards Chen Feng.

"I am going to kill you!"

Chen Feng saw that he could still move, so he continued to finish off the attack and said: "You have a horse-faced urinal spout, and you have body odor. You are ugly and smelly. If you go to a brothel, you will have to pay ten times the price to serve you, right?"

"You! Poof!!"

Hao Shen pointed at Chen Feng with grief and anger, a mouthful of old blood spurted out, and then he fell straight to the ground with a dull sound.

Chen Feng put his hands behind his back and shouted to the outside of the valley: "Carry it away, next one."

"..."

People outside the valley were speechless.

"I finally understand why he can curse and trigger words..."

"It's really damaging to curse people with this mouth."

"I can't bear it when I'm listening to it. That True Martial guy is so pitiful."

"What a pitiful thing. During the challenge, I said that others were trying to use Law Treasure, but in the end, I wore Law Treasure as a protective shield."

"It's true that there is some lack of martial ethics. The Golden Tiger Swallowing Ring Treasure Belt, even in the hands of Qi Refining Stage monks, is a powerful defensive Law Treasure that can resist Gold Core stage attacks."

The people in the True Martial Hall were also thick-skinned. Faced with the pointing fingers from other sects around them, they just pretended not to hear or see.

He also signed up with Mochou again for the third round of challenges.

After all, 200,000 Spirit Stones have been spent. If he can't get a Bodhi seed, he will really lose his blood this time.

Fortunately, in the third round of the challenge, no matter whether he wins or loses, Chen Feng will give away a Bodhi seed as a guarantee, otherwise many people will probably be unable to sit still and cause trouble.

As for the other sects that didn't sign up at the beginning, no one was involved in this matter. After all, Chen Feng's energy consumption was a mystery. If it were an ordinary person, he would have been exhausted in the first round.

But now that he has finished the second round, he still only looks a little tired.

Being tired does not mean that you are exhausted, after all, even practicing will be tiring.

When Chen Feng took out an elixir and threw it into his mouth to eat, the people outside the valley who were waiting to consume it went crazy.

"Oops, miscalculation, there is no restriction on him not being able to take pills to restore his strength!!"

"Emotion consumes a lot of loneliness..."

"No wonder he set up a three-round guarantee, and everyone was led by this guy."

"Damn it, I knew I would have given up in the first round. Now I have lost so much that I can't even participate in the third round..."

Xia Zhiyu was stunned. When she remembered that Chen Feng had told her not to affect his business, she felt her face burning.

Thirty challengers in one round is about three million Spirit Stones.

Three rounds is nine million!

The Spirit Stones earned in these three rounds are simply more powerful than mining.

A High Grade Spirit Vein cannot dig out so much ore in a year.

Hua Yuerong already has a headache. Nine million Spirit Stones...

With such a huge sum of money on their hands, they may not be able to return to White Bird Sect safely.

Sanyuanmen probably wouldn't dare to let them stay.

But she didn't know that Bai Qianxue had already brought a group of elders to drink tea in Sanyuanmen.

Opposite them were the deans and great writers from major academies who wanted to grab people.