Peerless Martial Soul

But it wasn't until they faced it in person that they realized that this kind of tyranny was simply irresistible to them.

The two of them let out howls like a dying struggle and waved their swords to resist, but the sword energy they emitted was easily shattered. Then the two of them felt their bodies paralyzed and could not even hide. Chen Feng gently swung the sword out, and the two of them The head flew up directly!

These two senior disciples were actually killed by Chen Feng with one strike!

The surrounding disciples were all in an uproar. These two people were also masters at the top of the first level of the Shenmen Realm. They couldn't even block Chen Feng's move and were killed directly!

Only then did they understand that masters in the same realm had vastly different strengths!

Chen Feng looked at the two heads with expressions of shock and disbelief on their faces, and said lightly: "Any woman who dares to provoke me will pay with her life!"

As he spoke, he glanced at Zhang De intentionally or unintentionally. Zhang De was furious, but there was nothing he could do.

According to sect rules, lower-ranked disciples can challenge higher-ranked disciples. Disciples with lower seniority can challenge those with higher seniority, but not the other way around.

Therefore, although Chen Feng killed two of Zhang De's cronies at this time, he was helpless.

Three days later, the inner sect's main hall.

The main hall is located at the highest point of the mountains behind Neizongzhong. It is magnificent and magnificent. There is a large square in front. Around the square, white clouds are lingering, and cranes fly from time to time.

The fairy spirit here is very rich, making people feel very comfortable when they are here. It can automatically and slowly absorb the spirit energy in the air without even running.

Although the regulations are not much different from those of the outer sect's main hall, there is more of an immortal atmosphere here.

Chen Feng breathed a sigh of relief and said to Tang Manjin next to him: "What a great place. If you practice here, your cultivation speed will increase several times."

Tang Manjin nodded, but although he nodded, he was a little distracted. His eyes were chasing the cranes flying around. Suddenly he swallowed with a gulp and whispered to Chen Feng: "Senior Brother Chen, Those cranes are so fat, let’s catch one and stew it!”

Chen Feng was covered in cold sweat after hearing this, and he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

What is Tang Manjin thinking about all day?

Chen Feng warned in a low voice: "These are all spiritual beasts raised by the sect. If you catch them and eat them, the consequences will be very serious. You may be directly executed by the sect."

Tang Manjin didn't believe it: "In the sect, the lives of our disciples are not as valuable as the lives of these beasts?"

Chen Feng said lightly: "You have been in the inner sect for a while, haven't you seen this yet? Our lives are indeed worthless."

After hearing this, Tang Manjin couldn't help but be silent, the flesh on his chin trembled, and he said no more.

Chen Feng glanced at Shen Yanbing next to him. He had just taken the initiative to talk to Shen Yanbing, but Shen Yanbing looked cold and ignored him. Chen Feng was a little bored and had no choice but to leave.

At this time, Shen Yanbing was standing on the cliff at the edge of the square, holding a big sword in her hand. The mountain wind came and blew her clothes, making her look like a misty fairy.

On the other side, Yang Jingtian was staring at Chen Feng, his expression indifferent and filled with resentment.

His left arm had disappeared. It could have been reattached, but unfortunately, Chen Feng directly twisted his left arm into pieces that day, making it impossible to reattach it at all.

Now Yang Jingtian's only hope is to reach a higher realm and recast his body.

In just a few days, Yang Jingtian seemed to have aged much, with a desolate look and an unkempt beard. But what is heart-stopping is that his aura is colder and purer than before, and his cultivation seems to have improved greatly.

Chen Feng glanced at him and frowned slightly.

He felt that Yang Jingtian seemed to have made a breakthrough after the defeat three days ago. This was a big trouble.

At this time, an elder from the inner sect came over to notify the top fifty who entered the newcomer list to enter the main hall one by one.

As the number one newcomer on the list, Chen Feng is respected as senior brother by everyone and has the privilege of being the first to enter the hall.

In the main hall, the sect leader Guan Nantian occupies a high seat in the middle, and there are also several Supreme Elders.

After the first fifty people entered the hall, Guan Nantian immediately announced the rewards without any nonsense. He first distributed the rewards they deserved to the first fifty people and told them that they could go to the Martial Arts Pavilion to choose martial arts techniques. Then there are rewards for the top twenty, and then for the top ten.

Chen Feng got three Qi Gathering Pills, the qualification to choose a martial skill on the second and third floors of the Martial Arts Pavilion, and the qualification to participate in tomorrow's ranking competition.

In addition to receiving these rewards, the top ten can also own a cave.

Guan Nantian smiled slightly and said: "I guess you should have heard this news from Zhao Duanliu before. Each of you can have a cave, but the sect will not give it to you directly. If you want it, you can go there yourself. Take it and grab it yourself.”

As he spoke, he suddenly waved his hand, and an extremely precise and realistic map appeared in the air. It was the inner sect of the Qianyuan Sect, surrounded by maps within a hundred miles.