Everyone was sneering, and countless pairs of sarcastic gazes gathered on Jiang Feng.

He is a waste of his skinny bones and weak body, but he is only a waste of internal energy cultivation.

How dare you say what you have to soak in the Holy Spring today!

It's really overestimating one's own abilities.

Could it be that he really thought that he was the lord of the peerless Dragon Sect, and they had to listen to him?

What a joke!

While everyone was laughing, Xuanyuan Long waved and Baihu immediately came over.

"Let me find ten super geniuses. Today I want to let this waste see the foundation of our Dragon Slaying Hall." Xuanyuan Long snorted coldly.

Baihu nodded immediately, and he understood what Xuanyuan Long meant.

In less than a moment, Baihu found ten super geniuses.

These people are all seventeen or eighteen years old, but their martial arts cultivation is above internal strength.

Seeing these people standing in front of you.

Jiang Feng was a little surprised: "What are you doing?"

"Aren't you going to soak in the Holy Spring? Do you dare to make a bet with me?" Xuanyuan Long joked.

"Betting? What bet?" Jiang Feng stood with his hands behind his back, as if he was confident.

Xuanyuan Long smiled and said, "If you want to soak in the Holy Spring, I won't stop you, but you must defeat all ten of them, otherwise you may not be qualified to enter the Holy Spring."

Everyone laughed out loud when they heard this.

These ten super geniuses are all sword slaves from the Dragon Slaying Hall.

The sword slave organization in the Dragon Slaying Hall is an existence of a suicide squad.

There will be special people looking for young geniuses with good roots and bones from all over the world.

Then these geniuses were caught in the Dragon Slaying Hall.

Will be trained by professionals in the Dragon Slaying Hall.

Let these people's root and bone talents explode completely.

Each one can stand on his own in the end.

Just like the woman Jiang Feng faced at the final of the Global Martial Arts Conference.

He is one of the high-level sword slaves in the Dragon Slaying Hall.

And the ten people in front of them were high-level sword slaves who were just as good as the female sword slave at that time.

The sword slave is not treated as a human being in the Dragon Slaying Hall.

The Lord of Xuanyuan Palace gave the Demon Sword Mo Xie to the Female Sword Slave.

Just to let the female sword slave snipe Jiang Feng at the Global Martial Arts Conference.

It can be seen that in the eyes of the sword slaves, they are not even counted.

It's a beast!

Experimental tools.

If you die, you have nothing to worry about.

In everyone's opinion, Jiang Feng's ability to succeed to the throne of the peerless Dragon Sect Dragon Lord was entirely due to blood ties. Apart from this blood ties, he was nothing.

So these ten high-level sword slaves are enough to get rid of Jiang Feng.

"Fight with ten of them? They are not my opponent." Jiang Feng said disdainfully.

Although these ten people are all half-step cultivation.

But in fact, it is not Jiang Feng's opponent at all.

The difference between their internal strength of their martial arts and Jiang Feng is too big, and it is not on the same level at all.

"You are not strong but are quite crazy. Let me tell you that ten of them may not be able to do the strength of a single person, but if they use the combined attack technique, I will have a headache. If you encounter it, I am afraid that if you can hold on to three moves and never die, it will be a great luck."

Xuanyuan Long sneered repeatedly.

Others were also ridiculing and laughing wildly.

The single strength of the ten sword slaves in the Central Plains may not be particularly strong.

But if they join forces, Jiang Feng will definitely not be his opponent no matter how strong he is.
Chapter completed!