Chapter 827
As soon as she returned to the courtyard, the other two girls looked over and asked at the same time: "Where is Junior Brother Leng?"
"I'm afraid I'm going to find trouble for Jingshen Palace." Xu Xiuru shook her head gently and frowned.
Her heart is complicated and difficult to sort out.
There is both a hint of joy and worry.
Finally someone dared to avenge Jingshen Palace, but he was so young that even with the Changchun magic power, he could make people resurrect from the dead, but he was still young and was definitely not a match for Jingshen Palace.
If it is someone else, then it's best. If Junior Brother Leng Fei, don't take this risk.
The faces of the two women changed slightly.
"He's so brave!"
"There is no way, I can't persuade you."
"It's impossible to touch Jingshen Palace."
The more they were angry, the more they knew that the power of Jingshen Palace was. The spirit-Zhanling Sect was so insulted that they could not fight back, which shows that they were hateful and terrible.
"Just go over and inquire, Junior Brother Leng is very clever and will not be caught." Xu Xiuru said.
"That's true."
They nodded in agreement.
Gong Mei suddenly appeared in the courtyard and looked at Xu Xiuru: "Did Leng Fei go to Jingshen Palace?"
"Just now, Junior Sister Gong, are you going to go there? It's better not to go."
"Um--?"
"Junior Brother Leng can come and go freely, Junior Sister Gong... Besides, you are also a daughter."
"...Well." Miyamei looked south, in the direction of Jingshen Palace.
The three girls breathed a sigh of relief.
They were afraid that Gong Mei would follow her with impulse, which would really become a burden.
Although Junior Sister Gong is a genius and the number one young man, Leng Fei is no longer inferior to young disciples and can compete with the top experts.
Leng Fei stood on the top of the mountain in the wind and shouted loudly: "Where is Hou Junjie?!"
The sound was like thunder, rolling into the opposite mountain.
Suddenly a thunder sounded: "Good boy, what a courage!"
A middle-aged man flashed on the stone in front of Leng Fei. He was burly and sturdy, with a fluttering purple robe, looking at an antelope like a mad lion: "Who are you?"
"Leng Fei." Leng Fei said slowly.
"You are Leng Fei?" The middle-aged man's face changed slightly.
He couldn't help but tense, looked left and right and fell silent again: "This is Jingshen Palace. If you are not your Lingzhang Sect, you must not be arrogant!"
Leng Fei frowned, his palms were like a knife, and he slashed lightly.
The middle-aged man's body was lit up and a light shield was raised.
"Swish!" With a light roar, the light shield shattered silently, turning into a ray of light and disappearing into the air.
The middle-aged man hurriedly looked up at the sky and wanted to attract the divine light of protecting his body.
As soon as a light flashed in the sky and was about to project down, the middle-aged man had fallen softly to the ground.
Two old men flashed and showed up next to him, reaching out and helping him, without letting the middle-aged man silence the ground.
But the middle-aged man had closed his eyes and lay peacefully in the arms of an old man, as if he had fallen asleep.
Another old man stared at Leng Fei: "No wonder he dares to be arrogant, he is indeed a little capable!"
Although this middle-aged man is not a top expert, he just explores the real and the real, but no matter how bad he is, he is a master of Jingshen Palace. He is also awesome in the martial arts world, but he is vulnerable and cannot do it himself.
Leng Fei glanced at the two old men and shook his head and said, "Why come out and die? Let Hou Junjie come out!"
"What a big tone!" An old man with white beards said coldly: "How could you just startle Master Jun?"
"Uncle Master?" Leng Fei sneered disdainfully: "It's just a despicable villain. It's a waste of his age. He's old and never dies. He should have kicked his legs to the sky!"
"Rare!" The old man with white beards shouted angrily: "You are too presumptuous!"
Hou Junjie is the only remaining top master, the number one master in their Jingshen Palace, and his status is supreme.
And the young guy in front of him was so slandering that he deserved to die!
He glared at Leng Fei angrily: "You can't survive today!"
Leng Fei said: "Think about yourself first!"
He slashed his words lightly.
Two rays of light fell from the sky to cover the two of them, reflecting their proud smiling faces.
They acted cautiously and had long used the speech to activate the divine light of protecting the body. At this time, they were prepared and were not afraid of the spirit-killing sword.
The two of them suddenly froze their smiles.
The divine light of the body protection disintegrated and turned into pieces of light and flowed away. The two of them fell softly to the sky.
"Hey!" A gentle hum sounded.
The two flew out lightly, like two floating flowers.
Two people appeared in the air to catch them, then piaopiao disappeared into the opposite mountain peak, missing.
Leng Fei looked at the middle-aged man opposite him.
He is handsome and upright, like a jade tree standing in the wind, only with vicissitudes between his eyebrows, like an old man.
His intuition told himself that this was an old man, and he was very old, just a young skin!
"Hou Junjie?" Leng Fei snorted.
The middle-aged man stared at him gloomyly and said lightly: "You are avenging them three?"
"It's good if you know." Leng Fei shook his head and said, "I really didn't expect that your Jingshen Palace would be so depraved and your methods were so despicable!"
"What kind of methods does Jingshen Palace have? It's not the turn of others to say anything!" Hou Junjie said lightly: "You want to take revenge, okay, you have hurt the three of us. I will capture six more disciples of the Spirit-Slaying Sect!"
Leng Fei narrowed his eyes slightly and said lightly: "You have no chance!"
"Haha..." Hou Junjie shook his head and laughed: "It's up to you?"
He looked up and down at Leng Fei, shook his head and said, "You have a strong cultivation level, but after all, how many years have you practiced? You still want to compare with my hundreds of years of cultivation level? It's so naive!"
Leng Fei showed a disdainful look.
"You are just a little stone for your sect leader to throw a stone to ask for directions." Hou Junjie sighed, "What a pity. It's a waste to die at a young age. Is it a jealous person to Liang Fei?"
Leng Fei's disdainful look was even stronger.
Hou Junjie said: "Don't you believe it? Do you dare to conclude that Liang Fei has no intention of killing someone with a knife? Your cultivation level is higher than that of him, right?"
Leng Fei said: "Hou Junjie, just take me a knife!"
This Hou Junjie is indeed despicable and vicious. This has become an instinct. Even if he feels that he can kill him, he still has to say this.
If it were me, those who were not threatening me could easily kill someone who could easily be killed, so I was too lazy to talk about it.
But this Hou Junjie is different. Provoking discord and tweaking negative thoughts seems to have become his instinctive behavior.
If he doesn't say these few words, he will feel uncomfortable and will not vomit easily.
Leng Fei's palm was like a knife and a light stroke.
A ray of light fell on him, as if a white jade pillar was smashed down, and he was embedded in the pillar.
This column of light is solid and clear, no different from the carved white jade, and it reaches the sky.
"Woo..." The spirit-slaying sword attacked the light column, making a strange roar.
It seems that there are strange monsters roaring.
Leng Fei actually felt terrified.
His face changed slightly, and he felt his mind trembling, and he guessed that it was probably a fusion of the magic shaking technique.
He slashed out with another knife.
"Woo..." The white jade pillar shook lightly, and the light flowed, fading away the simplicity and solidity of the past, becoming gorgeous.
Leng Fei made another blow.
Hou Junjie sneered: "The seventh-level spirit-slaying magic sword, so what? How many can you cut out!"
Chapter completed!