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Chen Xiong never really left. He hid in the distance and watched secretly. When he saw two light pillars rising, Chen Xiong immediately rushed over. Jiang Feng had already thought of his arrival. When someone appeared behind him, Jiang Feng knew that it was Chen Xiong who was back.

"You'd better take back what you said, otherwise it will only delay yourself." Jiang Feng said without looking back.

Chen Xiong sneered. He walked towards Jiang Feng, and a magic weapon appeared in his hand. The magic weapon was a stick with a thickness of two fingers and about one meter five in length. There was a metal ball the size of a fist at each end.

While turning the stick in his hand, he walked forward. Chen Xiong also spoke, "A early stage monk in the Golden Pill stage has a very good tone. He just didn't want to be as familiar with you before, but he didn't expect you to really take yourself seriously."

"It's not that I take myself seriously, but that you overestimate yourself and underestimate your opponent. If you don't want to die, it's best not to do anything." Jiang Feng said. He still didn't look back at Chen Xiong.

"Just because you are qualified to say such things to me? Let me teach you what death means." Chen Xiong said.

After the words came to an end, the stick in Chen Xiong's hand turned at high speed. While rotating, Chen Xiong pushed forward with his hand, and the stick in his hand was pushed out. The stick came directly towards Jiang Feng, and Chen Xiong's face showed a look of winning.

Jiang Feng never looked back. Even though the stick was flying towards him, he still didn't look back. But when the stick was approaching very close, a yellow spring sword broke out from Jiang Feng's body.

The Huangquan Sword, completely wrapped in black evil spirit, carried a powerful sword energy and penetrated directly from the rapidly rotating stick. The sword energy scattered everywhere, forming a wind. Chen Xiong, with a smug look on his face, immediately stiffened his expression.

The Huangquan Sword continued to fly towards Chen Xiong, and Chen Xiong's magic weapon had been broken into two pieces and was falling. At this time, Chen Xiong, who came to his senses, immediately retreated quickly. At the same time, he quickly formed a seal with his hands. But before Chen Xiong's magic was completed, a Huangquan Sword rushed out from the ground behind Chen Xiong and headed straight for Chen Xiong.

Chen Xiong, who felt the sword energy behind him, showed a look of panic on his face. He wanted to dodge, but it was too late. The Huangquan Sword directly pierced Chen Xiong's body. After that, Chen Xiong completed dodging.

Chen Xiong stood up again, lowered his head and looked at a blood hole in his chest. He couldn't believe that all this was true. Until now, he didn't understand why there was a Huangquan sword behind him. When he came, he checked it with his spiritual sense and found no ambush at all.

Now, when life is about to disappear, Chen Xiong understands a little. The Yellow Spring Sword should have been ambushed a long time ago. But he did not find out, which only shows that Jiang Feng is stronger than him.

"You... are so hidden..." Chen Xiong said this difficultly, and his body fell down.

Jiang Feng also turned around at this time and looked at the dead Chen Xiong. He walked over slowly. When he was by Chen Xiong's side, he squatted down and took off Chen Xiong's storage bag, and took back the piece of Huangquan Ruijin from it.

After a brief check of the storage bag, Jiang Feng took it for himself. Looking at Chen Xiong who was dead beside him, Jiang Feng said to himself: "I told you not to do anything, but you just don't listen. I have to force me to kill you."

After that, Jiang Feng turned around and began to make some arrangements around Du Feng and Fu Guodong. The Huangquan Sword that killed Chen Xiong before was arranged by Jiang Feng when Du Feng and Fu Guodong went to get the centenary Shouguang. Chen Xiong's cultivation level in the middle stage of the Zi Mansion, naturally he would not discover anything when facing Jiang Feng, who was much stronger than himself.

Just after some arrangements were made, another monk flew over. Jiang Feng had no choice but to stop. He turned slowly and looked at the monks who were falling on the ground one by one.

The Centennial Shouguang appeared where a meteorite fell. There were many monks who went out to pursue meteorites. Chen Xiong could discover it, so naturally other monks would discover it. The monks who discovered the Centennial Shouguang did not stop, and they all left. Because they were afraid that powerful monks would come, they threw themselves over and touch the Centennial Shouguang. Then they refined their flesh and blood. They didn't think anyone would take the risk to absorb the Centennial Shouguang, so they didn't wait for the rabbit.

But unexpectedly, someone actually absorbed the 100-year-old Shouguang. After seeing the light column, these monks rushed over immediately to see who absorbed the 100-year-old Shouguang.

A monk in the early stage of the Golden Pill, two very old monks with very weak cultivation fluctuations. There was still a corpse lying on the ground. These were what the monks who came here saw. They also saw that the monks in the early stage of the Golden Pill should be protecting the two old monks.

"It turns out they are two monks in the Guji stage. I still think of them as powerful people." Some monks said in disappointment.

"The fluctuations in cultivation are not only weak, but also very erratic. I guess they have not truly reached the foundation stage. It seems that these two old guys have been alive for a few days."

"If you can still live, you will not absorb the 100th birthday. Maybe they want to rely on their weak cultivation and no one will refine them to absorb it."

"If the cultivation level is weak, no one will refine it? I don't think so. Even if the cultivation level is weak, after refining, the hundred-year-old Shouguang can still bring a lot of benefits." said a new cultivator.

As the monks said everything, they didn't take Jiang Feng seriously at all. The cultivation of these monks was only in the Golden Pill stage. Jiang Feng really didn't understand why they didn't take themselves seriously. Can they just go to a small realm, or have more people, ignore others?

Du Feng and Fu Guodong, who were sitting cross-legged on the ground, looked at the more than a dozen monks who came here. Both of them sneered in their hearts, then lowered their heads slightly and stopped looking at them.

In my heart, Du Feng and Fu Guodong both despised those monks. They both knew very well that their cultivation fluctuations were not the Gujiao period. The reason why they were regarded as the Gujiao period was because these monks were too weak and could not see the real phenomenon. If there were monks in the Tribulation Period, they would definitely be able to see that the cultivation fluctuations of Du Feng and Fu Guodong were at the peak of the Tribulation Period. They were just there and there, and were in a very unstable state. In the eyes of people with weak cultivation, this became the Gujiao period.

Seeing these monks who came alone or came together with two or three people, Jiang Feng waited for those people to talk for a while before he took action.

He kicked Chen Xiong's body over and exposed Chen Xiong's front. Jiang Feng pointed at Chen Xiong and said, "Everyone, please look at this person. He is a mid-stage cultivator in the Purple Mansion. He died here because he wanted to refine the two behind me. If you don't want to be like him, then leave."

The monks all looked at Chen Xiong's body. Du Feng and Fu Guodong also raised their heads. They looked at Jiang Feng's back, and then both of them shook their heads slightly. The two of them quickly lowered their heads again.

The reason why Du Feng and Fu Guodong shook their heads was because of what Jiang Feng said just now. They also sighed in their hearts. Because they knew that no matter what Jiang Feng said, it was useless. They were regretting that Jiang Feng did these useless things and did not recognize the true face of the world of cultivation.

Chen Xiong is quite famous among the casual cultivators. Many monks recognized Chen Xiong. They were a little surprised when they found out that Chen Xiong was dead. They also observed Jiang Feng, but no matter what they thought, they didn't think that Jiang Feng could kill Chen Xiong.

"No matter how small the mosquito is, it is still flesh. These two old guys, we brothers, are going to take it away. "Two male monks, one tall and one short, come out. The tall man said what he had just said.

"I'm not interested in the two old guys. But I'm very interested in Chen Xiong's storage bag." A middle-aged male monk said. The man also walked forward slowly while talking.

While the two men, one tall and one short, stared at the middle-aged monk with their eyes, several more monks rushed towards Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng closed his eyes and opened it again two seconds later. He raised his hand and a sword energy came out from his fingers. Then he shook his arm and Jiang Feng drew a circle with the sword energy around him.

"If you enter this circle for half a step, you will be considered to be killed by the enemy." Jiang Feng said, sitting cross-legged on the ground.
Chapter completed!