Peerless Martial Soul

Half of his face was mangled with blood, and even one eye was bleeding with tears and could not be opened.

But compared to death, the injuries on his face are nothing!

Ji Xingyuan knelt down and kowtowed.

"Mr. Chen, Mr. Chen! I'm really sorry!"

"No, Master Chen!"

"I hope you will be more generous, please... spare me!"

Time was running out, and Chen Feng was too lazy to waste time with such low-quality goods.

He kicked Ji Xingyuan away and strode towards the dedication hall.

This time, no one dares to stop him!

In the Contribution Hall, there was an endless stream of people coming and going.

The palace is extremely spacious and decorated with carved beams and painted buildings.

When each disciple of the five major sword sects enters the palace, they will hand over tokens and treasures in order.

Only the disciples within the sect will hand over supplies, and the sect will give feedback to all disciples with corresponding advice and resources.

In this way, a sect can become stronger and stronger!

A large sect like the Galaxy Sword Sect contributes more people to the main hall, sometimes even more than the main halls of other major sects!

When Chen Feng stepped into it, there happened to be an exclamation from the front.

After taking a closer look, it turned out that it was the person in front of his queue who turned over his hands and took out a lot of treasures!

In front of the hall stood more than ten elders of the stars.

They stood at the front of each line.

The exclamations from the disciples here attracted several elders from the surrounding stars.

Especially the one in the front is really happy!

"The Kaiyang Sword Sect has been gaining momentum recently."

Soon, a corresponding deacon came forward to count the objects handed over by the Kaiyang Sword Sect disciple.

"A bottle of twelve empty cicada true inner elixirs, a piece of black mist dragon armor, a thousand catties of screaming demon rock, a thousand-mile flame horse bone jade..."

As the number of treasures reported by the deacon gradually increased, the disciples waiting in line behind to hand in their contributions could no longer calm down.

Several people in the team standing next to the Kaiyang Sword Sect disciple directly clasped their hands and bowed their hands.

"As expected of Senior Brother Ye of Kaiyang Sword Sect, not only can he find such a rare treasure, he can even kill it!"

"Senior Brother Ye's cultivation must have improved again!"

"If I remember correctly, Senior Brother Ye should have been promoted not long ago?"

"Master Patriarch! We are both disciples of Kaiyang Sword Sect, and Senior Brother Ye's potential is too strong!"

"Given time, Senior Brother Ye's name will definitely be on the list of the three hundred and sixty true disciples!"

Amidst the praise, the disciple of Kaiyang Sword Sect raised his head and chest.

He assumed a lonely and arrogant posture.

It's as if these compliments and compliments are natural.

Chen Feng stretched out his consciousness and looked at the treasures in front of him.

He raised the corners of his mouth, and a slight smile flashed across his face.

He didn't say anything, just watched calmly as the elders in front of him took the jade token from the disciple named Ye.

"Seven hundred great achievements!"

As an elder of the stars reported the amount of great merit, a bright light burst out from the jade tablet.

After the light disappeared, the numbers on the jade plate had changed.

The elders of Qunxing next to him also praised.

"Seven hundred great merits at one time is rare even among true disciples!"

Hearing this, the disciple surnamed Ye became even more proud.

He respectfully took back the jade token, turned around and walked aside, looking back at Chen Feng behind him.

When he saw Chen Feng wearing the official disciple uniform of Tianshu Sword Sect, his eyes became quite provocative.

"Hey, it's a rare visitor."

"A disciple of the Tianshu Sword Sect actually has this free time to contribute to the hall?"

"Do you have anything to hand over? Look at the shabby appearance of your Tianshu Sword Sect!"

Hearing his words, the surrounding disciples burst into laughter.

Many disciples looked over.

The disciple named Ye crossed his arms and sneered.

"I really want to see how many treasures the disciples of Tianshu Sword Sect can hand over."

Regarding this meaningless provocation, Chen Feng found it troublesome to even show his face.

He turned sideways and spoke to the people lining up behind him.

"Everyone, please step back."

Hearing Chen Feng's words, the disciples in line were all stunned.

They subconsciously made a space for Chen Feng.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Feng turned to the side and looked at the disciple named Ye.

"Please give me some space, I may have too many things."

When Chen Feng said this, his tone was sparse and ordinary, very bland.

But to some people’s ears, it becomes a naked slap in the face!

Especially the disciple named Ye, his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

However, he still took two steps back slowly and sneered.

"I would like to see how 'multiple' your things are!"

Chen Feng ignored him and looked at the elders of the stars in front of him again.

"Elders, please pay attention. It's best to ask the surrounding rows of disciples to stop for the time being."

Speaking of this, all the disciples, deacons and elders who had contributed more were attracted.

Some disciples looked grim and wanted to see a joke.

But some disciples were whispering, asking about the identity of the disciple next to them, Chen Feng.

"Okay, you can take it out."

Following the words of Elder Qunxing, Chen Feng turned over his hands and started to take things out.

It's a few storage rings.

In the crowd, some disciples were already laughing.

Chen Feng snorted coldly.

Immediately, countless treasures emerged from those storage rings at the same time!

The speed is getting faster and faster!

In the end, it even poured out like a waterfall!

"It's not over yet!"

Chen Feng curled his lips and took out several storage rings again.

Several disciples who were relatively close to Chen Feng immediately retreated quickly!

The disciple named Ye was the one closest to Chen Feng and retreated the slowest.

Countless objects were poured out and buried at the bottom!

Everyone was dumbfounded!

"This...this belongs to one person..."

At this moment, the sharp-eyed disciples stared again.

He pointed at Chen Feng.

"He took out the storage ring again!"

The entire contribution hall felt like it was exploding again!

The disciples who originally retreated retreated again and again!

A full quarter of an hour later!

Most of the disciples who were lining up retreated outside the main hall.

Countless treasures piled up into a mountain, almost filling the entire dedication hall!

Everyone is stupid!

Not only the disciples who came to hand over the treasures, but also the deacons and elders were all dumbfounded!

Since the establishment of the Contribution Hall, we have never seen such a large scale of treasures handed over!

Moreover, these treasures piled in front of you, without exception, are all tokens of the demon from outside the territory!

A single horn on the top of the head, a heart of red flames, and black bone jade...

Etc., etc!

After Chen Feng took out and poured out the last storage ring, not a single voice was heard in the entire contribution hall!

So shocking!

How many demons must be killed to accumulate like this!

Everyone looked at Chen Feng with horror on their faces and in their hearts. "Did he kill all of these by himself?"