The Peerless Master

"What the f * * k? This voice was very familiar? "Oh my god, it's Chen Feng …"

Wen Chen abruptly opened his eyes and looked in shock at the smiling man before him.

"What? You don't want it to be me?" Chen Feng looked at Wen Chen with a smile, his eyes full of ridicule: "I didn't think that the grand young master of the Light Sword Sect would be hung naked on a willow tree. It's really rare."

"This..." Wen Chen's face reddened. With an unnatural tone, he asked, "Chen Feng, why have you come? Do you know how dangerous this place is?"

At this point, Wen Chen's face turned serious, "Although I was hung here, I could clearly hear the conversations of the surrounding righteous members."

"You should hurry up and leave. There are dozens of powerful people in the True Qi Society and the president of the True Qi Council is at the peak of the intermediate stage. He is almost at the breakthrough stage and is definitely the strongest amongst all the participants."

According to what Wen Chen said, Chen Feng had asked Gao Liang before.

Indeed, the righteousness was not something he could deal with.

However, if he were to leave Wen Chen behind because of this, there was nothing Chen Feng could do about it. Moreover, Gao Liang had already told Chen Feng that the president of the Society of Righteous Qi had brought most of his cultivators out to hunt high-level demon beasts. Most of the Nascent Soul stage cultivators of the Society of Righteous Qi had also gone out to hunt Nascent Soul stage demon beasts.

Adding on the many outrageous stages of being killed by Chen Feng, the number of people in the base that could pose a threat to Chen Feng was very few.

"Don't say anything, I'll put you down first!" Chen Feng stretched out his hand and the Fiery Solar Sword in his hand was grasped casually in his hand.

With two "ding ding" sounds, the lock broke and Wen Chen's body softly fell down.

"The feeling of standing on solid ground is really good!" Wen Chen said dispiritedly as he moved his stiff body.

At this moment, his cultivation had been sealed. Furthermore, he had been tormented by Jiang Qing the entire day. At this moment, he was incomparably weak.

"Erm, Chen Feng, can you lend me some clothes?" Feeling embarrassed, Wen Chen extended his hand towards Chen Feng.

"Take it!" Chen Feng casually threw out a ring. It was precisely the ring he had obtained from the Vitality Aura back then. There should be clothes he would usually change into.

Wen Chen's eyes lit up. With a single glance, he recognized that this was a storage ring. A storage ring was extremely precious in the Cloud Dragon Mountain Range, it was not something a Nascent Soul Stage junior like him could own. Who would have thought that Chen Feng would be so generous as to casually toss him a storage ring.

Without any hesitation, Wen Chen happily received the ring, dripped a drop of blood on it to establish ownership. Using his spiritual force, he instantly retrieved a long robe and put it on.

At this moment, many members of the Society of Righteousness surrounded Chen Feng and the others from all directions with malicious intents.

"Chen Feng, be careful!" There are a few Qi Cultivators around. " Galaxy reminded Chen Feng in a low voice.

As an early stage cultivator, he could naturally feel the aura of a cultivator of the same level.

Of course, even before Galaxy had warned him, Chen Feng had already sensed it. However, he wasn't too worried.

The few auras before him were not very strong. They were probably just the average people in the early stage of cultivation. Chen Feng was fully confident that he could take care of them.

More and more members of the Society of Righteous Qi gathered around, a strong killing intent continuously surged out, assaulting Wen Chen's nerves.

"Chen Feng, can you block it?" Wen Chen said somewhat unconfidently.

These people in front of him were more than enough to flatten the Cloud Dragon Mountain Range.

"Don't worry, it's just some small fry. I can handle it." Chen Feng said in a comforting manner. His face was filled with a feeling of being unfazed.

"Hahaha, what a reckless brat!" A burst of coarse laughter suddenly rang out. A strong man jumped out from the crowd and looked at Chen Feng with killing intent. "A mere early Nascent Soul Stage cultivator dares to say such words. Kid, you have guts!"

"If any of you remove his head, this young master will reward you handsomely!" The sturdy man arrogantly spoke to the Nascent Soul stage cultivators beside him, his eyes full of ridicule.

"Man Li, you still can't change your playful attitude." In my opinion, you should just go up and personally tear these people apart, so that Lang wouldn't waste everyone's time. "You know, it seems that another group of female cultivators were taken back just now. I'm just waiting to have a taste." A skinny young man stood up and jokingly said to the muscular man.

Tsk, just a little Nascent Soul stage scumbag, wouldn't I be bullying the weak and be laughed at by others? On the other hand, the one beside him is able to withstand a few of my punches. " After saying that, Man Li looked at Galaxy and yelled with disdain, "Kid, I'll fight with you later. If I can't kill you in ten moves, I guarantee that you will get out alive!"

Galaxy stared at Man Li without saying a word.

"Heh heh, Man Li, it seems like the other party isn't paying your bill." The skinny young man continued to mock him, his eyes full of schadenfreude.

However, Man Li's expression turned serious. He swung his iron fist at the skinny young man and cursed loudly, "Yin Jiaven, why do you want me to attack so much? Do you want to test the taste of my iron fist?"

"Haha, not at all! Continue! I'm going to watch the show!" Yin Jiaven smiled embarrassedly and said no more.

"Whoever takes that person's head, this young master will reward them handsomely!" Man Li shot a satisfied glance at Yin Jiaven and yelled out.

"I'll go!"

"Very well, kill him. I will give you a quasi-spirit treasure!" Man Li looked at the cultivator with satisfaction and yelled.

When these words were spoken, all the cultivators present looked at the person who pounced at Chen Feng with a wave of jealousy in their eyes.

"Tsk tsk tsk, you really are a blacksmith. You sure are generous." Yin Jiaven chuckled evilly as a hint of pity appeared in his eyes as he looked at Chen Feng.

Spirit weapons were the most powerful magical equipment that the vast majority of cultivators could master. Generally speaking, unless one had a deep background, if other cultivators wanted to afford a low grade spirit artifact, they would have to at least reach the Awakening Realm.

Below the spirit weapon, there was another equally powerful magical equipment, and that was the quasi-spirit weapon. Quasi-spiritual weapon was absolutely an existence that surpassed all artifacts. However, its power was still lacking when compared to spiritual weapons. However, even so, a quasi-Spirit Treasure was still able to make many Nascent Soul cultivators go crazy. Whoever obtained a quasi-spirit weapon would have their strength undergo a tremendous change.

In this world where the strong were respected, who would not strive for the opportunity to improve themselves?

"Kid, thank you for giving me this quasi-spirit treasure!" The face of the Nascent Soul stage cultivator who was charging towards Chen Feng was filled with ecstasy. The power of his attack had increased even more.

In everyone's eyes, with his power at the late Nascent Soul stage, dealing with an early stage Nascent Soul stage cultivator was a piece of cake.

The two figures instantly clashed!

"It's not that easy to get a quasi-spirit treasure."

Following a burst of mocking words, that late stage Nascent Soul cultivator suddenly flew out at an even faster speed and smashed over a large number of cultivators.

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