Thunder Martial

“What's going on here?” Su Mengyao glanced at her and gave her a crisp feeling of electric shock. She instantly showed a petrified state.

In the distance, the disciple who "carelessly" glanced at the scene was even more stunned, his mouth was wide and he could put an egg in it.

“What is this situation? Sister Su actually... even Brother Chen Feng did not have this treatment.” The disciples looked at Purple in shock.

They want to see what the attraction of this not good-looking guy is. Not only did he turn Lin Xue upside down, he is now infected with the goddess.

Chen Feng stood there motionless. To be honest, Su Mengyao carried the purple action. Even he was stunned. Obviously, he did not anticipate it, but immediately after the reaction, his eyes were erupted, and the smell around him began to pour.

Chen Feng's slightly dispersed breath is very scary.

“Innate Realm.” Zixuan's complexion slightly changed. He didn't expect that Chen Feng had actually reached the Innate Realm.

If it is normal, according to the purple character, naturally do not provoke strong people like Chen Feng. Not only is it powerful, but the backstage is even bigger and infinite.

But now, his arm was held by Su Mengyao, and he used his true qi, and Purple could not escape, nor was he willing to escape.

“Yeah, Zijuan, we're a family. Why are you leaving? It should be him. He's an outsider.” Lin Xue's voice also rang when she hesitated, and then Lin Xue held her other arm from the other side. Her entire body was almost attached to herself.

Of course, this is not the most critical, the most critical is Lin Xue's hurt speech.

Family, outsiders.

This is a naked punch in Chen Fengqing's face.

Chen Feng can no longer describe what kind of mood he is in now, but he must be trying to kill someone. In front of this ugly guy, he can't help but slap each other to death.

The distant disciples have begun to suck in a cold breath. Some disciples with insights seem to see the performance of the second daughter and then think of something.

On that day's appraisal, Zi Li pressed Wu Sheng, and Wu Sheng's talent, like Chen Feng's original talent, pressed Wu Sheng with Zi Li Li, whose talent also exceeded Wu Sheng, and also exceeded Chen Feng.

“Did Sister Su want to hold Chen Feng in purple?” There are all kinds of people speculating, but it's not right to think about it. Purple talent is very high, but his strength is not high. Now he, in Chen Feng's hands, will definitely fail if he can't make the round.

At a time when people were wondering, Purple Heart had made a decision.

As the saying goes, peony flowers die, and ghosts do.

Now Zixuan, held by two beauties, is quite proud and satisfied in his heart, his heart inevitably rises up a sense of pride, “Mengyao, Cher, let's go, don't see it like outsiders. ”

After that, he raised his head and raised his chest, walking forward with the two of them in an incredibly handsome position.

Not far away, there is a glimmer of appreciation in Miao Sky's eyes, while the eyes of others are pity.

“What an idiot, now pretending to be a big tail wolf, nose up in the sky, but offended Cousin Chen Feng, it is your death time to reach Ling Yao Garden. ”

“Irrational! ”

“So what? If you offend Brother Chen Feng, even if you offend Lord Yan, you will surely die. ”

Everyone leaves their mouths open, and the pity in their eyes is even greater.

Chen Feng snorted away, and the farce broke away, but all male disciples looked at the purple eyes, all mercy, while female disciples were a facial admirer.

“Come on. Oh, I like you.” As soon as Chen Feng left, Su Mengyao let go of his purple arms, but blinked at him.

“I look out for you, too.” Lin Xue was unaware of this, and had been carrying purple arms.

A few days later, across mountains and rivers, people finally reached their destination.

Among the three factions, Lingwuzong was the latest. By the time they arrived, hundreds of people had already waited here. They had been black-pressed, and among them, the disciples of Lingwuzong had come one step at a time.

Not far from here, there was another blast, but it was some boring disciples who set a stage and were negotiating with each other.

“Elder Chen, you have arrived, but we have waited a long time.” As soon as the team arrived, two middle-aged people came out to greet them.

“Elder Zhang, Elder Ge, something's late.” The archer arched his hand and showed Chen Feng to follow.

“To introduce you, this is Elder Ge of the Martial Arts Sect. This is Elder Zhang of the Martial Arts Sect.” The Elder introduced.

“Chen Feng met the two seniors. ”

“Ha ha, good, good! You are Chen Feng, the first person in Lingwuzong, the future Lord of Lingwuzong, is truly remarkable.” Both elders were admired and couldn't help laughing.

“Come, Ling Yun, meet your brother Chen Feng. ”

“Wu Hong, meet the future lord of Spirit Martial Arts. ”

Between the jokes, two more youths, one dressed in a slender, swordbrow star, one tall and strong, surrounded by a sense of power.

These two people, Ling Yun of Wushu Sect and Wu Hong of Xuan Wushu Sect, are not old, but between walks, the occasional breath emitted by the surrounding body, but only in the innate realm.

“I met two brothers.” Although the two men have come to see their brother, Chen Feng did not consider himself to be his brother, so he took the lead in taking his place.

“Brother Ling Yun has met Brother Ling. ”

“Wu Honghong met his cousin. ”

The two of them were very polite and polite.

This is the first gathering of the future rulers of the three factions.

“Elder, now that we're all here, shouldn't we open the Psychotropic Garden?” Elder Ge suggested.

“Well, that's enough.” The Great Elder nodded.

Thereafter, the three men flew towards the distant summit.

Meanwhile, the three future masters have gathered together to introduce each other to some of the geniuses of their respective sects as they chat with each other.

“This is Xu Yan, the first person in the inner gate of Linwuzong, and this is Lin Yu, the second person in the inner gate...” Chen Feng introduced.

“This is the first man in the inner gate of my battle sect. In the morning, this is Xie Qiu. ”

“Xuanwu Zongmuyi, Liang Guang. ”

Everyone starts introducing, bye-bye.

Zizheng is with Lin Xue and Su Mengyao, standing at the far end of the team, curiously measuring the people of the other two sects.

His gaze swept through the crowd and stopped on a disciple in green clothes on the outskirts of Martial Arts. The age of the other party was similar to his own, which was about eighteen years old. What caught the attention of the other party's indifferent eyes, he refused to breathe a thousand miles away.

There are many disciples of Wushu sect, but there is no one beside him, and the other side has a slight similarity with himself, which can attract the presence of other people's pointers, but unlike himself, the disciples of Wushu sect, when looking to the apathetic youth, there will be a slight consternation in their eyes.

Purple eyes that have been watching for a long time seem to attract the attention of the youth, the other party swept purple eyes, indifferent eyes with a hint of ruthlessness, at a glance, purple knew that the other party was a decisive killer.

“By the way, Brother Ling, I heard that you have come out of the warfare sect with an unexpected talent. With eight layers of strength, you defeated the 10th man of the inner gate of our spiritual warfare sect. Why didn't you introduce me?” Chen Feng suddenly asked.

“Forget it.” Lingyun smiled, his face suddenly became difficult to see, pointing to the distant and indifferent young man, "he called Zhang Haotian, an arrogant guy, who thought he had excellent talent, nobody in his eyes, a while ago, more than killed my cousin. ”

There was a cold light in Lingyun's eyes.

“Don't worry, Brother Ling, this is on me.” Chen Feng smiled slightly and asked today, sweeping away Lingwuzong's face, naturally with deep intentions.

“By the way, Brother Chen, who is that boy? He is with two beautiful women. It seems that it is not easy for you to be the first person in Wuzong Lingwu. The so-called near-water stadium has a first moon. So beautiful beside you, you actually give in?” Lingyun inadvertently saw Su Mengyao and Lin Xue, and then saw the purple.

“It's also a rampant, brainless man named Purple.” Chen Feng smiled lightly.

“Understood, early in the morning, Xie Qiu, this is up to you.” Lingyun said faintly.

“Don't worry, brother.” The two nodded.

Suddenly there was a shout in the crowd.

“Look there, the elders did it.” A disciple pointed to the distant mountaintop road.

Everyone looked and saw that the three elders had reached the top of the mountain, and the breath was pouring wildly, and the three of them burst into a dazzling light, like the three rounds of the sun.

“Is this the real Mirror Strong Man? ”

“The aura of a real mirror! ”

In the eyes of the people, the three elders struck out the true power of their bodies.

True Force, a more advanced being than innate nature, is more dominant and pure in its power.

The true power of the Taoist Path strikes towards the top of the mountain, like three spiritual serpents, emitting light of all colors, wrapped around each other in front of the top of the mountain.

“Boom. ”

The sound of rumbling, coming from the top of the mountain, only saw the space on the top of the mountain, suddenly distorted, as if something was going to tear up the space.

“Harder.” The elders screamed and drank, more true power appeared and went towards distorted space.

At the same time, the other two used their full strength.

In the distorted space, a sound burst, like a rolling thunder, immediately followed by a pitch-black crack, like being torn apart.

The fracture is slowly getting bigger, first from a meter in size to several lengths in size, and finally a huge fracture appears that is as tall as it is wide.

The cracks are still shaking and unstable. The true elements in the three elders continue to output until the giant fractures stabilize.

A moment later, right under the gaze of the disciples, the pitch-black cracks stabilized, occasionally flowing out of a path of energy.

“Well, the Psychopharmacy has opened and disciples have come.” The voices of the three elders, coming from the top of the mountain.

Hearing this, hundreds of disciples shouted and headed toward the top of the mountain.

The leader, naturally, is three future masters.