The Peerless Master

Chen Feng looked at him and paid no attention to him. Instead, he turned his gaze towards the several disciples of the Wechat faction who were below the arena.

He loudly questioned, "How did you do this? Didn't you all test the age of your bones? How did you make this old man come here?"

After saying that, Chen Feng stared at the head full of white hair as if pointing a finger at him. He had a harsh look on his face.

"This..." The few Hu Luo Sect disciples were dumbfounded. If they didn't play like this, how would they dare to test this ancestor's age?

A few disciples bitterly laughed and looked at each other. However, their feet didn't move the slightest bit as if they had grown roots on the ground.

"What? Are you all still trying to openly shield me?" Chen Feng gained an inch by cursing furiously once again, "Or is it that your Cang Luo Sect has a way with outsiders and a different way with our own people?"

"Senior … You. "I …" Several disciples were on the verge of running away. What were they going to do now?

"You what you, whether you guys measure him or not, if you don't, then get him to scram!" Chen Feng flew into a rage. "This is the Cloud Dragon Mountain Competition. Only cultivators below the age of 30 can scream miserably. This is not a place that an old man can casually enter!"

The latter half of the sentence was said while Chen Feng was shouting at him.

As he was thinking, he glared at the few disciples and shouted, "You bastards, what are you doing standing there? Hurry up and take my bone age test! "

After receiving the approval of Cang Shifeng, the disciples were relieved of a great burden and rushed onto the arena. They took out their magical equipment and shined it at him.

Immediately, the true age of his bones was displayed on the magic treasure.

"Eh? Thirty years old? Didn't they say that the young master of the Cang Luo Sect is only twenty-five years old and has turned into a thirty years old? " The crowd below the stage was in an uproar. The way they looked at him was also different.

"Haha, so he's actually thirty years old!" Chen Feng laughed loudly. "To reach this level at just 25 years of age, I thought you were a genius. So you lied about your age!"

Chen Feng attacked mercilessly. His tone was as sarcastic as it could be.

When the audience heard this, they secretly started to despise him. This was especially true for the Nascent Soul stage cultivators, who felt a sense of relief. They originally thought he was a genius, but they never expected him to have cheated.

All of a sudden, a thought appeared in the minds of the Nascent Soul stage cultivators. "Haha, am I not that bad when compared to Ji Feng?"

In the eyes of most people, it made no difference whether one reached the late stage of the Nascent Soul Stage at the age of 30 or the late stage of the Nascent Soul Stage at the age of 25. However, lying about their age always made people look down on them.

At this moment, he couldn't wait to find a hole and hide in it. There were only a few people in the sect who knew that he had lied about his age. Now, under Chen Feng's instigation, everyone knew.

"I will kill you!" The Blue Wind Dagger appeared in his chest, ready to fight Chen Feng at any moment.

"Yo, yo, yo. You've been exposed. It's like you're using violence. Laozi isn't afraid of you!" Chen Feng laughed as he called out, and the Fierce Sun Flying Sword instantly landed in his hand.

He teased, "If you want to fight, you have to fight faster. Otherwise, if the time for your birthday comes, you'll be thirty-one years old!"

"Haha, Chen Feng is too bad. Now, that bad guy is going to die from anger!" Liu Yiyi was already laughing so hard that she rolled over and leaned back. Her big eyes were full of tears as she laughed out loud.

Bai Muxue also curled his lips in understanding as he patted his pure white teeth, making them particularly eye-catching. This instantly attracted the attention of a large group of men, who swallowed their saliva.

"I'll kill you!" He could not take it anymore. His body flashed and disappeared along with the Blue Wind Dagger.

Chen Feng remained relaxed. "Other than this move, what else do you know?"

While speaking, Chen Feng's Fierce Sun Flying Sword strangely swung horizontally, coincidentally blocking a blue dagger that suddenly appeared in the air.

"Such incredible judgement!" Everyone cried out in alarm. Earlier, there was no sign at all from the assassination technique of Zhao Jingfeng. Even so, Chen Feng was still able to withstand it. No wonder Chen Feng was able to defeat him.

Actually, they were all wrong. Chen Feng did not need to predict at all. Under his powerful spiritual energy, he was like a clown. No matter what he did, Chen Feng would not be able to escape detection.

"Ding … …" Ding … "Ding …"

The blue dagger kept coming out from the void, and its angle was very tricky. However, Chen Feng was always able to block the Fierce Sun Flying Sword on the dagger's only path of escape.

After hundreds of slashes, he finally revealed himself.

"How is this possible? How could you become so much stronger?" "This is …" Qu Jing Feng looked at Chen Feng in disbelief and cried out in shock.

"Haha, you're also not bad. You've become much stronger!" Chen Feng chuckled. It was not that he had improved, it was just that he was much stronger than yesterday. At this moment, he was at least at the peak of the late Nascent Soul Stage. If not for Chen Feng's powerful spiritual energy, it would not have been so easy for him to deal with the assassination technique of Cang Jingfeng.

"Humph!" Do you think I only have that little bit of power? " All of a sudden, he grasped the Blue Wind Dagger in one hand and a whip appeared in the other.

Chen Feng frowned. He could sense a vicious aura from this whip.

"It turns out to be another Spirit Treasure. It looks like you're not bad at the Wechat party!"

As if sensing the threat of the whip, Chen Feng's Fierce Sun Flying Sword hummed as it vibrated, its battle intent soaring to the sky.

"Next up, I'll let you have a taste of the strength of this Black Dragon Spirit Whip in my hand!" A murderous light flashed in his eyes as he swung the long black whip in his hand.

"Pa ~ ~"

The Black Flood Dragon's long whip lashed out a whip in midair. The sharp sound of the whip caused many cultivators with low cultivations to feel a burst of pain. Fresh blood began to flow from their ears.

"I told you that Jing Feng wouldn't fight a battle with no certainty!" The middle-aged man in the grandeur faction said to the beautiful woman beside him with a smile, "Father truly loves Jing Feng. He even gave the Black Flood Dragon's whip to Jing Feng!"

"Pa ~ ~"

The Black Flood Dragon's long whip made another whipping sound. Following that, the black whip's body unexpectedly began to slowly thicken. In the blink of an eye, it had turned into a black flood dragon as thick as a bucket!

"Aooooo ~ ~ ~" The Black Flood Dragon roared towards the sky, its aura majestic and majestic!