The middle of Feilong Peak.

    There was an open space in front of the house where the core disciples lived.

    The two sides were confronting each other. There were ten people on one side, five of whom were wearing tiger-pattern robes. The other five were wearing cloud-patterned robes, and they were the seventh-ranked Yunyu Peak disciples of the nine peaks of the Ascension Sect.

    On the other side, there were nearly twenty people, all dressed in dragon-patterned robes, and they were the disciples of the Flying Dragon Peak.

    In an open space between the two parties, two disciples were fighting in one place. One of the disciples from Fuhu Peak had the eighth level of Qi training, and the other disciple was a disciple of Feilong Peak. Floor.

    The disciples of Fuhu Peak kept reciting the magic formula, a hammer-shaped magic weapon attacked flexibly, and the hammer force was heavy, while the disciples of Feilongfeng drove a three-foot flying sword. withstand.

    "Bang!"

    The disciple of Feilong Peak was neglected because of his lack of spiritual power, and the sledgehammer slammed into his shoulder, followed by the sound of bones shattering.

    "puff!"

    The disciple spat out a mouthful of blood and was smashed out.

    "Five senior brothers!"

    "Five!"

    ...

    Several Feilongfeng disciples immediately surrounded them.

    Feilongfeng''s fifth senior brother, the dignified seventh-floor master of Qi training, also lost, while Feilongfeng''s core disciples were angry, but their hearts reached a low point.

    "Haha! Senior Brother Shan, you''re right, this Flying Dragon Peak is indeed all waste!"

    A young man in a cloud-patterned Taoist robe stood in front of the crowd, it was Yun Yufeng''s senior brother Lin Feng, who said to a young man beside him.

    "It''s just like the lacquered animal husbandry statue. I didn''t expect to be defeated by a waste! It''s really disappointing!"

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

    "What do you guys think?"

    Li Cheng looked at the other party with a gloomy expression. As the third talented disciple of Feilongfeng, Hua Mengqi and Chu Yan were not there. At this time, he had to stand up.

    Today, the top five members of Fuhufeng and Yunyufeng came to Feilongfeng together to learn from each other, and seriously injured more than ten people from Feilongfeng. Six of the top ten disciples of Feilongfeng have been defeated.

    Feilong Peak ranked eighth among the nine peaks. The overall strength of the top ten disciples was far inferior to Fuhu and Yunyu peaks, not to mention that the two peaks joined hands, and the battle was so fashionable and there was no victory.

    "How is it? Haha, we are just here to discuss with the brothers of Feilongfeng, nothing else! But I didn''t expect that Feilongfeng is actually a waste, what is it called Feilongfeng, it''s called Feilongfeng! Forget it! Ha ha!"

    Lin Feng jokingly said yin and yang.

    "Fuck, I''m fighting with you guys!"

    A dark-skinned big man shouted in anger and rushed out of the Feilongfeng camp. A huge mace-shaped magic weapon was dazzling and smashed towards Lin Feng with a huge momentum.

    "It''s Fourth Senior Brother!"

    "Fourth Senior Brother beat them!"

    ...

    The disciples of Flying Dragon Peak shouted.

    "Fourth, don''t be impulsive!"

    Li Cheng cried out in his heart.

    "puff!"

    I saw a flash of light from the savings bag around Lin Feng''s waist, and a green flying sword came out at a high speed. Before the dark man could react, the flying sword had already pierced through his right shoulder, and blood was splattered all over.

    "Hmph, don''t you have no one in Feilongfeng?"

    Lin Feng''s strength is enough to have ten levels in the Qi training period. How can he be a dark man, but he can fight against the peak of the seventh level in the Qi training period. The defeat is only in an instant.

    "I''m coming to meet you!"

    Li Cheng shouted, at this time he had to stand up, and without hesitation, two flying saber instruments flew out of his waist savings bag and slammed towards Lin Feng.

    "Third Senior Brother, kill him!"

    "Three senior brothers'' two swords come out!"

    ...

    The disciple of Feilongfeng shouted again.

    "Hmph, it''s just you? It''s not enough!"

    Lin Feng snorted coldly, and the green flying sword burst into full bloom, hitting a flying sword with lightning speed.

    "Crack!"

    The flying knife artifact was cut off in response, the light was completely lost, and it fell to the ground.

    "puff!"

    The magic weapon was destroyed, and Li Cheng''s mind was seriously damaged, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

    "The best magic weapon!"

    Li Cheng''s heart has completely dimmed, and he can cut off his own high-grade magic weapon so easily. The opponent''s magic weapon is definitely a top-grade magic weapon, and it is still the top existence among the top-grade magic tools. There was no hope at this point.

    "Is it true that none of you Feilongfeng can stand up?"

    "shameless!"

    Lin Feng''s words were interrupted by a cold voice, and he saw a woman in a red dress and a sword coming from the city.

    "Elder Sister!"

    "Elder Sister, call the shots for us!"

    ...

    The disciples of Flying Dragon Peak seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw.

    "Oh? You are Hua Mengqi, but you are not qualified to fight against me, the second child will kill this bitch!"

    Lin Feng looked at Hua Mengqi and sneered, and he ordered the bald man beside him to rush out.

    The bald man is Yun Yufeng''s second senior brother. He has the same strength as Hua Mengqi and has the ninth level of Qi training.

    "Senior Brother Shan, Junior Brother has heard that Chu Yan is a guy who likes to hide behind women''s backs, and it looks like this today! Haha!"

    Shan Chengming and Lin Feng laughed.

    "Don''t insult our senior brother!"

    "Who do you think you are!"

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

    ...

    The image of Xiaobi in Chu Yanfeng has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and the disciples of Feilong Peak are extremely protective of him.

    "Haha, it''s really a big joke. If Chu Yan can defeat this young master with one finger, I will call him grandpa in public!"

    "Is this true?"

    As soon as Lin Feng''s words were closed, an icy voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and an aura of death followed.