The great sect of Zhenjian.

Luo Feng turned around and regretted it only a few hours after he left.

Entering the dungeon directly, Feiyuan saw that Luo Feng had come back alive. He was stunned at first, and then sneered.

"Why are you laughing?" Luo Feng pulled out his ears and looked at Feiyuan with a smile.

Feiyuan hummed, "I thought you really had that ability, but I didn't expect that you didn't dare to go?"

"Oh, really?"

With that said, Luo Feng threw Dao Qing directly out of the double-ear melting pot.

A worried body fell heavily into the dungeon, still retaining a trace of breath.

"That's..."

Feiyuan's expression changed greatly, "Senior brother, it's me, senior brother. How are you? Are you okay?"

"Fei... Feiyuan," Dao Qing said weakly as he opened his almost glued eyelids, "You are indeed here."

"Bastard, you bastard!" Feiyuan was furious, grabbing the dungeon door and glaring at Luo Feng, "What did you do to my senior brother Dao Qing?"

Luo Feng said calmly, "After fighting with him, I found that he couldn't even catch one of my moves. I'm sorry, I hit him hard. I will pay attention next time."

"Next time?" Feiyuan's pupils narrowed, "What else do you want to do?"

"According to what I said before, of course I will challenge all the talented disciples of your Flying Sword Immortal Sect."

"Okay, let's continue now. You name three names first, and I will pack them up and take them back together."

Feiyuan was so frightened that he took a breath of cold air. When he looked at Luo Feng again, he felt like he was seeing a devil.

"You...you crazy person."

"Tell me, three names, let me remind you in advance, don't be such a weakling anymore, you must at least name an opponent who can catch my two swords, otherwise I will be hacked to death accidentally next time,

What do you think we should do?"

"Don't even think about it, don't let me rely on you," Feiyuan stumbled back, "just kill me."

"Hmph, killing you is so boring," Luo Feng said, "If you don't tell me, I will have to burn you, Senior Brother Daoqing, to death completely?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a ball of black flame surged in Luo Feng's palm, and Feiyuan could feel his soul burning from a distance away.

"How did Senior Brother Dao Qing survive such terrifying black flames?" Feiyuan blamed himself.

"To say it or not to say it?" After saying that, Luo Feng put the black knife directly on the body of Dungeon Dao Qing.

Suddenly Daoqing let out a scream and rolled on the ground.

"Stop, you stop, you devil," Feiyuan rushed up, "I told you to stop."

"Senior Brother Daoqing, I'm sorry for you," Feiyuan collapsed on his knees and screamed.

"Okay, I said, I said, stop it quickly. If you keep burning like this, Senior Brother Dao Qing will die."

Luo Feng quickly retracted it, and then the cold air was discharged, saving Dao Qing's life.

"Say it."

....

After a moment, Luo Feng knew the names of these three people, turned around and said with a smile, "Wait, it will be over soon. I hope that as you said, these three people are really that powerful."

"You will regret it," Feiyuan clenched his fists and his eyes were blood red.

He firmly believed that these three people were enough to crush Luo Feng with one finger.

The sun sets over the west mountain...the setting sun dyes the Zhenjian sect red.

Luo Feng once again stood in front of Feiyuan with a smile.

Feiyuan staggered and said with a pale face, "You...are you still alive?"

Luo Feng did not answer, but told Feiyuan with actions.

Two men and one woman were thrown into another dungeon.

These three people are much stronger than Dao Qing, and they are the core disciples.

But at this time, they were all beaten unconscious.

"It seems that you are overconfident in your senior brothers and sisters. They still have not withstood my second sword. Don't waste time this time. Tell me the names of all the genius disciples of your Flying Sword Immortal Sect."

At this time, Daoyuan's hoarse voice came, "If you really want to challenge the strong, I will tell you what I know."

Then Dao Qing spread the names of those young strong men in his mind who he could not climb.

"Okay, eight, this time it should take some time, just wait," Luo Feng left with a smile.

It's like doing something extremely great at the same time.

"What a bastard!" Fei Yuan punched the ground. Unfortunately, this dungeon was special and he couldn't break through it at all.

Moreover, there are seven strong men from the Sword Suppressing Sect guarding the outside.

"Does he think he is collecting rare treasures?"

"Don't worry," Dao Qing slowly opened his eyes, "there are always some of these eight people that he can't beat, and he will reach his limit when he fights for a long time."

Three days later...

Feiyuan let out a scream of collapse.

He sat down on the ground and pointed at Luo Feng at the door, "You...how did you do that?"

Because all the eight people Dao Qing mentioned were captured by Luo Feng in these three days.

It can be said that almost all the young talented disciples of Feijian Immortal Sect are gathered together now.

Why did someone roar at this time, "You think you can fight, don't you? If you dare, challenge Senior Brother Qin Lin and see if he doesn't kill you and leave no trace of you behind."

In the dark dungeon, an awkward voice came from somewhere, "Ahem, cough, cough, junior brother, I'm here, I've come in a long time ago."

"What, Senior Brother Qin Lin, when did you come in?"

"I... came in three days ago. I'm so embarrassed. Don't ask."

The scene was completely silent.

"You are among the twelve sects, and now you have reached the thirteenth. This is a genius disciple, but he can't do it." Luo Feng pointed at Qin Lin among them, "He can barely do it. He can withstand two of my swords, but the third one can't do it."

Before the sword energy of the three swords arrived, he fell down."

"You bastard!" Fei Yuan was so angry that veins were jumping on his forehead.

Listening to Luo Feng's sarcasm here is simply more uncomfortable than killing him.

"Everyone is almost here," Luo Feng stretched, "Then I'll take a rest first, and then I'll start my plan."

"Wait a minute," at this moment, the fair-skinned and elegant man in white, Qin Lin, said with a smile, "Little brother, you are indeed very powerful. You have challenged almost all the young geniuses in the Feixian Sect."

"But if you feel unsatisfied, maybe you can go to the forbidden place in the back mountain of Fei Sword Immortal Sect."

Luo Feng raised his eyebrows and looked at Qin Lin, "What do you mean?"

"There is a guy imprisoned in that place, and he is stronger than us."

"Are you a disciple of the Feijian Immortal Sect?"

"It used to be, but not anymore."

"Why?"

"Because that guy entered the devil's way with a sword, Master and others suppressed him there and made him concentrate on repenting."

"That sounds very strong?"

"Besides you, he is one of the three most powerful people in the Flying Sword Immortal Sect that I have ever seen."

"So there are two more people?"

"There is no need to look for the two little brothers, because they traveled far away with the master and have not returned for ten years. You can go to the forbidden place to visit."

"Okay, then it's him."

After saying that, Luo Feng went out directly.

"Senior Brother Qin Lin, why did you tell him that place? If the sword demon comes out, there will be endless troubles."

"There is nothing we can do," Qin Lin sighed, "We are waiting for arrest. The sect won't be able to find us for a while. Who knows what they will do to us."

"Instead of doing this, it is better to let him go to the forbidden place, make a big noise, and lead the elders of Fei Sword Immortal Sect to take action. Maybe we can still get out."

Feiyuan was stunned and then said, "Yes, why didn't I expect that the legendary three supreme elders that none of us have ever seen are in the forbidden place, suppressing the demonic nature of the sword demon boy, as long as this boy dares to go
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