Beauty's personal servant

"That's funny. I'm not afraid of you." The master Friar's face was full of anger. He wanted to say something more, but he heard the white friar in the distance say.

"Well, now that you have chosen your opponent, just go ahead and have no complaints." The friar in White said faintly.

"Disciple, just kill this man." The wave of fire was waving flags and shouting, and the words were cold.

"Yes, master!" Gao Muye shouted, "let's fight to the death!"

While talking, Gao Muye moved and came to a flat land not far away.

This flat ground is paved with all kinds of blue stones. Although it is simple, it also looks like a challenge arena.

"Since you can't wait, I'll help you." Chen Feng was also a little under his feet. He moved to the challenge arena.

His body was straight, his hands behind his back, his eyes full of arrogance and a look of debauchery.

Arrogance, arrogance and self-confidence can be seen from Chen Feng.

Chen Feng wants to establish Wei. When he comes here, he must establish Wei if he wants to stand firm. Because in the fairyland, sometimes, low-key will become a reason for others to despise you.

Only a high profile can win the respect of others.

Chen Feng doesn't care whether others respect him, but he is afraid of trouble. If a high profile can avoid a lot of trouble, Chen Feng is naturally happy to do it.

"Boy, I will let you know that choosing me is the most wrong thing in your life!" Gao Muye looked at Chen Feng with murderous eyes.

"Well, come on!" Chen Feng sneered scornfully, "the more you say, the more I feel guilty."

"Hum, die!" Gao Muye drank and a big knife with strange shape appeared in his hand.

The material of this broadsword is unknown, but there is a different smell all over it. This breath completely goes beyond the existence of quasi immortals.

"Hey, hey, you just flew up. You must have never seen a real fairy weapon!" Gao Muye's eyes were cold, and the corners of his mouth were full of bloodthirsty light: "long the taste of my impermanent knife!"

While talking, there was a flash of light, but I saw an amazing knife Qi cut horizontally. Everywhere I passed, I was frightened. It was not amazing.

"Well, immortal tools are really extraordinary!" Chen Feng nodded faintly and commented, "it's just that it's a little bad to deal with me!"

One palm stretched out like a pair of pliers and grabbed at the light of the knife heavily.

"Is he crazy?"

"Do you want to catch the immortal weapon's attack with your bare hands? What a delusion! "

"Yes, I think he's really a newborn calf. He's not afraid of tigers. He hasn't seen the real power of immortal tools!" Several monks familiar with Gao Muye began to sneer.

Others, even if they don't speak, are full of confusion in their hearts. This young man is not so brainless.

Only two cows looked at Chen Feng excitedly with trust in their eyes.

"Elder, I'm going to crush my opponent again!" His heart was full of happiness. Just two days ago, he was crushed by Chen Feng with strong physical strength.

"Die!" Seeing that Chen Feng dealt with himself with his bare hands, Gao Muye's eyes suddenly raised a sense of humiliation. Does this man really look down on himself?

In that case, I'll let you pay for your stupidity!

Gao Muye thought like this, and the killing intention in his eyes was even stronger. The power in his hand completely broke out, making his sword more powerful.

However, Chen Feng's eyes remained the same, and his palm was still light, as if he were just grasping at a flying butterfly.

Finally, the knife was light. Chen Feng's palm also stopped abruptly.

At this moment, a sudden burst of eyes emitted endless light, but the white friar of Baiyun villa looked at Chen Feng's position.

"Suction -"

At the next moment, there was a sound of inspiration.

"Caught, caught!"

"Immortal weapon, I was caught with my bare hands!"

A lot of surprised shouts came up one after another. The huge sound waves made the water surface of Huaxian pool ripple.

Chen Feng's slender palm was holding the impermanent knife, as if it were light as if there were nothing. The sharp blade couldn't cut into the skin of Chen Feng's palm.

"How is that possible? How is that possible? " Gao Muye stared at Chen Feng and was constantly frightened.

"In my eyes, you are a garbage!" A faint smile hung on Chen Feng's face: "I give you a word. Those who insult people will always insult them!"

"When -"

There was a clear sound of breaking. The immortal tool impermanence knife had been broken in two. But Gao Muye flew out in a panic.

Gao Muye fell to the ground on his back, his face full of regret. This impermanent Sabre was given by his master langhuo. It was so easily broken by Chen Feng.

A nameless fire sprang out of his head and heart. It's not that Gao Muye is reluctant to give up the immortal tool, but that he knows that if the immortal tool is destroyed, his position will be greatly reduced in the eyes of the master.

You know, his master is not just an apprentice.

"I killed you!" Gao Muye was so angry that he suddenly stood up and rushed towards Chen Feng.

"Hum, die!" Chen Feng's eyes flashed fiercely, and he was no longer merciful. He waved and shot a sword, and instantly disappeared into Gao Muye's eyebrows.

Gao Muye's eyes closed and fell.

"Bold, dare to kill my disciple!" Suddenly, a magnificent breath came, but saw the wave of anger rush over.

Chen Feng had a sneer on his face without the slightest fear.

"Hum, langhuo, have you forgotten what I said?" At this time, a white figure stood silently beside Chen Feng. Who was not the white friar in Baiyun villa?

"Brother Bai, do you want to stop me from taking revenge?" Langhuo's face was full of murderous spirit and glared at the friar in white.

"Lang Huo, don't forget where this is. Do you think the rules of Baiyun villa can be broken at will?" The white Friar's eyes were slightly cold, and a warning flashed on his face: "don't you think you can resist the anger of Baiyun villa?"

"What if I insist on killing him!" Langhuo's eyes were deep and quiet, as if two evil fires were beating in his eyes.

"You can't kill me!" The friar in White said faintly, "at least by the fairy pond, you can't kill him!"

Langhuo smiled, very cold.

"Well, I'll wait for the boy outside unless he never comes out again!" When the wave fire finished, he moved his steps and ran towards the outside of the valley.

Chen Feng looked at the back of the wave fire leaving, his eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Well, there are still a few hours left. We need to speed up the challenge. Otherwise, we have to wait until a month later!" Friar in white ignored Chen Feng, but turned around and said to the crowd.

Next, several monks came forward to challenge. However, most of them challenge the lower ranking, and occasionally challenge the top few. But none of those who challenged Chen Feng appeared.

Time passed minute by minute. Finally, the last few hours passed quietly. It's time to enter the fairy pond!