Chengwu Jiandao: "There are many people in the world who know about Chenque, and they are all disciples of Chenque? Then what are the disciples of Chenque? "

Leng Fei immediately captured the point of this sentence.

The disciples of Chenque are very precious and rare.

But although the celestial Chenque I saw was only a corner, I could feel that the celestial Chenque was not a small place, but a continuous building.

Based on the size of its building, it should be at least hundreds of people, and hundreds of disciples are not rare.

Cheng Wujian snorted: "Your wife is a disciple of Chenque? That's really ridiculous. The disciples of Chenque are all gods, and there are no mortals!"

Leng Fei said: "There are always exceptions in everything. You are not a disciple of Chenque. How could you know that there are no ordinary disciples in Chenque?"

"How can mortals practice the martial arts of Chenque in the Exiled Chenque be practiced?"

Leng Fei shook his head: "If you can't practice, others may not be able to practice. There are always amazing people in the world, beyond imagination."

"In this way, is Madam still a genius?" Cheng Wujian's mouth curled slightly, showing a sarcastic smile.

Although it is only the size of a palm, the sarcastic smile is particularly clear and can be seen clearly, as if it is enlarged and penetrated into the eyes.

Leng Fei snorted: "That's right!"

"Wizard..." Cheng Wujian continued to sneer: "Everyone in the world thinks he is a wizard, but in fact he is no different from others!"

Leng Fei said: "Isn't it a genius who can be selected as a disciple by Chenque and taken away by purpose? Isn't it a genius? Is it not comparable to those gods?"

He wanted to know the difference between Tang Lan and the same school as the ancestral Chenque.

This is about how she is doing in the Chenque, whether she will be humiliated and angry. If she really wants to be angry, it is better to come back.

He suffered grievances himself and didn't care, but he couldn't stand Tang Lan's grievances, and didn't want her to suffer any grievances.

Cheng Wujian snorted: "I took away the sacred Chenque? Maybe I have a unique qualification. It's not surprising that when I arrive, I will become lost in the crowd. Every disciple of the sacred Chenque is a genius among the sacred Chenque!"

Leng Fei said: "The banishen is very powerful."

He smiled proudly: "So, you have to be careful."

"Hmph!" Cheng Wujian said disdainfully: "You are not a disciple of Chenque, so what can you be proud of!"

Leng Fei said: "I'm right, that's enough. Do you dare to kill me? She will definitely avenge me. Can you stop the exile Chenque?"

He once again tested his position as exiled Chenque.

Of course, it would be better to be able to use the Chenque to scare Cheng Wujian.

"I can't stop it, but our Jingshen Palace is not afraid!" Cheng Wujian snorted coldly: "You're just going to die, so let me go honestly!"

Leng Fei smiled.

He had already seen that Cheng Wujian's words were insincere. It seemed that the Chenque of the Escaping Chen Que was indeed far better than Jingshen Palace, which made them afraid.

Since this is the case, he didn't have to be afraid. Thinking of this, the ice cage suddenly lit up and then turned into a series of lights that surrounded the soul of Cheng Wujian.

"Leng Fei, you are crazy, you really dare to touch my soul!" Cheng Wujian roared.

Several lights had entangled him, and these lights formed a strange symbol, but it was a dragon text.

However, the purple light shines in these brilliance silver is the power of thunder. The combination of thunder and dragon literature is the word "Shen" he had seen at the beginning.

"Ah!" Cheng Wujian roared angrily.

The pain from the soul made him unable to bear it. Lights were embedded like burning irons, burning the soul constantly, and the pain was unstoppable.

Leng Fei's face did not change his color, and he looked at it calmly, driving the light to become tighter and tighter.

"Stop! Stop!"

Cheng Wujian shouted hurriedly.

Leng Fei smiled slightly, and several lights were relieved, as if he had loosened two points.

Cheng Wujian suddenly felt relaxed. Although it was still painful, he could barely endure it and would not make him crazy.

"What are you going to do?" Cheng Wujian gasped and said slowly: "After saying that, what are the conditions to let me go?"

"Then let me tell you how I can resist the arrival of your gods." Leng Fei said with a smile: "How can I stop so many gods?"

"You can't stop it." Cheng Wujian shook his head.

Leng Fei said: "So, am I dead?"

"Yes." Cheng Wujian nodded.

Leng Fei smiled and said, "Then he really wants to pull a cushion, it's you!"

The light suddenly tightened.

"Slow down!" Cheng Wujian said hurriedly.

Leng Fei looked at him: "Stop keeping it aside, otherwise I will destroy you directly and catch another god and ask!"

Cheng Wujian sighed and said, "Okay, I'll say that."

Leng Fei raised his hand and signaled to start.

Chengwu Jiandao: "There is one way, which is to enter the exiled Chen Que."

Leng Fei said: "This is not easy to deal with ***Not everyone can enter Chenque, even though the inner son is a disciple of Chenque."

"You have to find a way for yourself." Chengwu Jiandao.

Leng Fei narrowed his eyes and looked at him: "Don't you want me to die and kill me with the hand of Chenque?"

"Of course not." Cheng Wujian hurriedly said: "I don't have this idea at all!"

Leng Fei said: "That's good."

Cheng Wujian took a deep breath and said, "The strongest thing in the Escaping Chenque is the *** Chen index. It is said to be able to transform the god of heaven into a mortal, and its power is terrifying."

Leng Fei was thinking.

Chengwu Jiandao: "If you can practice this Chen Zhen, then all the gods will walk around you and dare not get close to you!"

Leng Fei narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "The exiled Chenque is so strong."

"Zhechenque is strong, but not so strong." Chengwu Jian said: "The strongest one is the Zhechen Finger, but Zhechen Finger is not that easy to practice. As far as I know, none of the Zhechen Qu disciples of this generation have been Zhechen Finger."

Leng Fei thought: "The banishen pointed..."

He had deep confidence in his understanding. Although he failed to create the sword technique of the Sword of the Heart, he had already improved the Golden Sword of the Eviction Chenque.

This is already the limit of swordsmanship in this world, and it is impossible for me to make something happen out of nothing.

If others cannot practice the word "exiled" by themselves, they may not be able to practice it. He has a deep faith and firmly believes in it.

This is not about creating something out of nothing, but about practicing according to the secret, which is countless times easier.

Cheng Wujian showed a smile: "As long as you practice this, you can be comparable to Hu Ranchen, which is enough to suppress everything."

Leng Fei looked at him up and down, shook his head.

Cheng Wujian was shocked and said, "What?"

Leng Fei said: "You must have some untrue things, so I can't spare you!"

"You are deliberately cheating!" Cheng Wujian roared: "Breaking your word, villain's behavior!"

Leng Fei said: "After saying that, what else have you hidden?"

"If I say there is emptiness, I will never be resurrected!" Cheng Wujian roared.

Leng Fei frowned and stared at him.

Cheng Wujian snorted: "Of course, not everyone can practice the Eviction Chen finger. It depends on your own ability, but it is much easier than fighting against all the gods."

"So that's it..." Leng Fei suddenly realized and smiled, "You think I can't enter the Chen Que, nor can I practice the Chen Que, so I pointed to such a clear path!"

"It depends on your own ability, I can't blame me." Chengwu Jiandao.

Leng Fei said: "Forget it, let you go."

He shook his head, and the light suddenly shone brightly. Cheng Wujian's scream stopped abruptly as soon as the light disappeared.
Chapter completed!