Cheng Yixiang's eyes flashed with confidence, shining extremely.

Thin lips with a confident and proud smile.

"Okay! OK! OK!"

The King of Nine Fingers said three words "good" in succession.

"Congratulations to the young master!"

"Congratulations to the master!"

"Young Master of the Sect, it is indeed worthy of my hope for the Martial Sect!"

The other elders also immediately expressed their congratulations.

The King of Nine-Finger Knife suddenly felt slightly shaking.

"Haha, that ignorant boy has come to our Juewu Sect!"

Cheng Yixiang said, "Father, then I will use him to sacrifice my palm!"

The words are finished.

The next moment, Cheng Yixiang, all of him floated out and landed on the square outside the hall.

Chu Feng, Elder Hulun, happened to walk to the square.

"You are Chu Feng who came to take away 100 billion dragon martial crystals?"

Cheng Yixiang's eyes were filled with a cold murderous intent.

Chu Feng's expression was very calm and said, "It seems that it is not easy for me to get this 100 billion dragon martial crystal!"

Elder Hulun directly released the sharp true power that completely enveloped Sikong, filled with murderous aura.

"My friend Chu Feng, you can understand it! But it's a bit too late to understand it!"

Every word from Elder Hulun was like the sound of a ghost in hell, making people shudder.

Cheng Yixiang said, "Fourth Elders, go aside."

"My black iron palm has been trained and needs blood sacrifice. Just use him!"

Elder Hulun immediately showed a look of joy on his face: "Congratulations to the young master!"

Immediately, Hulun immediately retreated to the side.

Even the murderous aura of Elder Hulun disappeared without a trace.

In his opinion, Cheng Yixiang was simply a breeze to kill Chu Feng.

If I continue to exude momentum, it will be like disrespectful to the young sect leader!

"You are the young master of Juewu Sect? Well, I'll give you ten breaths, take me to your treasure house immediately and give me one hundred billion dragon martial crystals."

"Well, if there are not enough Dragon Martial Crystals, it's okay to replace them with heavenly and earth treasures."

Chu Feng was still calm and said slowly with a calm expression on his face.

It seemed that I had not realized at all that I had entered someone else's territory and entered the dragon's and tiger's den, but I still felt like I was strolling in the garden.

Inside the main hall.

The Nine-Finger Sword King, the Great Elder Feng Ruye and others could clearly see this scene and hear these words.

Even the deacons and disciples from several nearby sub-halls could see and hear this scene.

The King of Nine Fingers, Feng Ruye and others laughed and couldn't help but shake their heads.

They have lived for hundreds of thousands of years and have seen those who are desperate for life, but they have never seen those who are desperate for life like Chu Feng.

"I feel that Chu Feng is so stupid and cute! I can't bear to see him die. It would be great if I imprisoned him as a pet!"

The Sixth Elder, a female elder, couldn't help but speak.

"But, when he said these words, he was offending me, Juewu Sect! His crime will surely die!"

Another elder said.

The deacons and disciples from other sub-districts were even more stunned, and then they laughed immediately.

It turns out that the ignorant is fearless, it is true!

Not only is it real, it's ridiculous!

In the sect, practicing and life are still a bit boring.

Suddenly seeing such an ant who is so ignorant of advancing and retreating adds a little bit of fun to them.

The young master of Juewu Sect, Cheng Yixiang, had a thin lips, and once again showed an extremely sarcastic smile: "Little ant, are you sure you are talking to this young master?"

"Oh, I was wrong, you are not a little ant. I'm really sorry!"

The moment Cheng Yixiang said this, the deacons, children and others even felt that they had auditory hallucinations.

Cheng Yixiang, as a young master, has always been more jealous than the top and is decisive in killing. How could he say sorry to others?

However, now Cheng Yixiang said sorry to this ants at the first level of the Holy Lord?!

Cheng Yixiang continued, "I just heard news from the Colosseum that the butler of the Holy Dan Pavilion is from the same lower realm as you. You once died a warrior with a half-step Heavenly Dao Realm in the realm of the Saint King or the First Level of the Saint King!"

"But even if the half-step Heavenly Dao Realm is in front of me, it is still an ant. It is just a slightly larger ant."

"So, I should call you, a big ant! Right! Hahahaha!"

Cheng Yixiang was in seclusion for a hundred years before leaving the seclusion and practiced to become the Black Iron Palm.

He was in a really good mood, so it was also very happy to tease the little ant before sacrificing his palm!

This is Cheng Yixiang’s current mood.

Chu Feng's eyes were cold and his eyebrows were as calm as a sword, calm as frost.

"Have you finished speaking?"

Chu Feng said calmly.

Cheng Yixiang smiled and shook his head, saying, "Big ant, according to the Oriental Daoji, you can die in the battle of the first level of the Saint King at the first level. Now you are at the first level of the Saint King. Could it be that you can die in the battle of the Heavenly Dao Realm?"

Of course, everyone did not think that Chu Feng could fight against the Heavenly Dao Realm!

The Heavenly Dao Realm and the Half-step Heavenly Dao Realm are both like a gap!

Unless you are extremely evil, you can fight beyond your level.

However, the ants in the lower realm are just ants, and there is no ultimate evil!

In their opinion, Dongfang Daoji was just an alarmist statement, in order to let Elder Gu save Chu Feng.

Cheng Yixiang laughed again and again: "Big ant, in fact, I am very risky. You can't say that you really have the ability to kill me. Then, I'll give you a chance!"

"We will take action at the same time. If you can survive, I will save your life! Moreover, our sect will give you the so-called 100 billion dragon martial crystals as much as possible!"

The laughter was full of mockery and jokes.

Chu Feng, very calm: "Okay!"

When the warriors from Juewu Sect heard Chu Feng's words, they felt speechless and mocked.

No wonder Chu Feng dared to come to Juewu Sect to ask for 100 billion dragon martial crystals!

Because Chu Feng is brainless!

He thought that he could really win against Cheng Yixiang?

Confidence is too much!

Just crazy! Just pretend to compete!

Pretending to be comparative, you will be struck by lightning!

Many deacons and disciples were bored in their spare time in their practice, and couldn't help but come to the square outside the hall to watch the battle on site.

"Grass! I've seen those who are pretending to be compared, but I've never seen those who are pretending to be compared to this level!"

"Young master, kill him!"

Many deacons and disciples couldn't help but roar.
Chapter completed!