Beauty's personal migrant worker

(Chapter 18)

Chen Feng looked at Cang Jingfeng, but didn't pay much attention to it, but looked at several Cangluo sect disciples below the ring.

He asked loudly: "How do you do things? Isn't everyone on the stage tested for bone age? How did this old man come up?"

Said, Chen Feng stared pointedly at Cang Jingfeng's full head of white hair, with a harsh look on his face.

"This..." Those Cangluo sect disciples were dumbfounded for a while.How could they dare to measure the bone age of this ancestor without such fun.

Several disciples smiled wryly, looking at me and looking at you, but their feet seemed to have taken root on the ground, and they did not move at all.

"Why, you guys still want to cover it up openly?" Chen Feng took an inch and scolded again: "Or is it that you, Cangluo, treat outsiders one way and treat your own people another way?"

"Senior...you...I..." Several disciples were about to collapse, what should they do.

"What are you, you, whether you can figure it out or not, let him go down!" Chen Feng was furious: "This is the Grand Competition of Yunlong Mountain. Only monks under 30 years old can scream. It's not like this kind of old man can come in casually!" of!"

For the latter sentence, Chen Feng yelled at Cang Jingfeng.

At this time, Cang Jingfeng was trembling with anger, and the murderous intent in his eyes became more and more intense: "This Chen Feng, actually humiliated me again and again, I must make you pay the price!"

In his thoughts, Cang Jingfeng glared at those disciples coldly, and cursed: "You bastards, what are you still doing in a daze? Hurry up and measure the bone age for me!"

With Cang Jingfeng's approval, several disciples felt relieved, ran up to the ring, and took out a magic weapon to take a photo at Cang Jingfeng.

Immediately, Kurai Feng's real bone age was displayed on the magic weapon.

"Huh? 30 years old? Didn't you say that the young suzerain of the Cangluo Sect is only 25 years old, and has become 30 years old?" There was a commotion in the audience, and the way they looked at Cangjing Feng changed.

"Haha, so you're 30 years old!" Chen Feng laughed and said, "You've reached this cultivation level at only 25 years old. I thought you were a genius, so you lied about your age!"

Chen Feng hit him mercilessly, his tone as harsh as it could be.

When everyone in the audience heard it, they secretly despised it.Especially those monks in the Nascent Soul stage felt a sense of relief: I thought he was a genius, but I didn't expect him to be cheating.

All of a sudden, these Nascent Soul stage powerhouses had a thought in their minds: "Haha, compared to Kurai Feng, am I not bad?"

In the eyes of ordinary people, there is no difference between becoming a late Nascent Soul at the age of 30 or a late Nascent Soul at 25. They are both extremely talented.However, lying about your age is always a bit contemptuous.

At this time, Cang Jingfeng wanted to find a way to get in. Only a few people in the sect knew about the fact that he lied about his age.This is great, under Chen Feng's instigation, everyone knows about it.

"I'm going to kill you!" Cang Jingfeng exclaimed hysterically, and the Lanfeng dagger had already surfaced in his chest, ready to fight Chen Feng desperately.

"Yo Yo Yo, it's been exposed, it's like being rough, I'm not afraid of you!" Chen Feng shouted with a smile, and the Lieyang Feijian fell into his hand in an instant.

He looked at Cangjing Feng teasingly, and continued to be furious: "You have to hurry up if you want to fight, or if your birthday comes, you will be 31 years old!"

"Hehehe, Chen Feng is really too bad, this time, that villain is really going to be pissed off!" Liu Yiyi was already laughing so hard that her big eyes were full of tears, and she was laughing.

Bai Muxue also pursed her lips knowingly, her white teeth were particularly eye-catching when she slapped them, and immediately attracted the sound of a large group of men swallowing their saliva.

"I'll kill you!" Cang Jingfeng couldn't bear it any longer, the figure flashed, and then disappeared suddenly with Lan Feng's dagger.

Chen Feng's face was still relaxed: "What else can you do besides this trick?"

While speaking, Chen Feng's Lieyang Feijian swung strangely, just in time to block a blue dagger that suddenly appeared in the void.

"What a powerful judgment!" Everyone exclaimed.There was no sign of Cang Jingfeng's assassination technique just now, even so, Chen Feng was still able to resist it, no wonder Chen Feng was able to defeat Cang Jingfeng.

In fact, they were all wrong, Chen Feng didn't need to predict at all, under his powerful mental power, Cang Jingfeng was like a clown, any whereabouts could not escape Chen Feng's detection, but he didn't know it.

"Ding... ding... ding..."

The blue dagger kept protruding from the void, at extremely tricky angles.But Chen Feng was always able to block Lieyang Feijian in the only way of the dagger first.

After hundreds of knives, Kurai Feng finally appeared.

"How is it possible, how could you be so powerful?" Cang Jingfeng looked at Chen Feng incredulously, and shouted in horror.

"Haha, you're not bad, you're much stronger!" Chen Feng laughed and said, it's not that he has improved, Kurai Feng is also much stronger than yesterday.At this time, he at least had the peak strength of the late Nascent Soul. If it weren't for Chen Feng's strong mental power, it would not be so easy to deal with Xia Cangjingfeng's elusive assassination technique.

"Hmph! Do you think I only have that little strength?" Cang Jingfeng suddenly became aggressive, holding the blue wind dagger backwards with one hand, and a whip appeared in the other hand.

Chen Feng frowned. From this whip, he felt a fierce aura.

The whip was obviously a dead thing, but in Chen Feng's eyes, it seemed to have turned into a ferocious black flood dragon, baring its fangs and claws to swallow clouds and mist towards him.

"It turned out to be another spiritual weapon. It looks like you are really good at Cangluo Party!"

As if feeling the threat of the whip, Chen Feng's Lieyang Flying Sword trembled with a fighting spirit.

"Next, let you taste the power of this "Black Flood Dragon Spirit Whip" in my hand!" Cang Jingfeng's eyes flashed fiercely, and the black long whip in his hand slammed.

"Snapped--"

The black flood whip whipped a whip flower in the air, and the sharp sound of the whip caused many low-level cultivators to feel pain, and blood flowed down their ears.

"I just said that this kid Jing Feng won't fight uncertain battles!" The middle-aged man in the camp of the Cangluo faction said to the beautiful woman beside him with a smile: "Father, the old man really loves Jing Feng, and even Hand over the Black Flood Dragon Whip to Jing Feng!"

The beautiful woman smiled gratifiedly, nothing could make her happier than a child's strength.

"Snapped--"

The Black Flood Whip rang out again, and then, the black whip body gradually grew thicker, and in a blink of an eye, it became a bucket-thick black Flood Dragon!

"Aw—" the black evil dragon raised its head to the sky and roared with great momentum!