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Chapter three hundred and eighty seventh cold

In just one cup of tea, Chen Feng had already killed fifteen monsters, obtained crystal nuclei, and absorbed a huge amount of menstrual blood.

The feeling of fullness that made people feel comfortable returned to him again.

Chen Feng was so happy that he wanted to laugh out loud. There were such cheap things in the world!

Getting the crystal nucleus, fur, and you can also absorb essence and blood. Most importantly, all of this is done openly and there is no need to worry about being seen.

Chen Feng absorbs essence and blood very quickly and very agilely, because the higher the realm of the Dragon Elephant Breaking Heaven Art, the faster it absorbs essence and blood.

At this time, on this battlefield, the monsters and the disciples of Qianyuan Sect were intertwined, with a lot of people and a mess, so no one noticed the movements in his hands.

Soon, Chen Feng became the most dazzling star on this battlefield, and many disciples of Qianyuan Sect turned their attention to him.

There is no way, Chen Feng killed the monsters too quickly.

On this battlefield, there are many disciples with higher realm than him, but none of them are faster than him and more.

Because, first, Chen Feng's strength has far exceeded his realm; secondly, no one present can compare with Chen Feng's experience in dealing with monsters.

Because Chen Feng wanted to absorb the blood of monsters, he often hunted monsters in the Aomori Mountains. Chen Feng had basically dealt with the monsters they faced now. Knowing their key points and shortcomings, he naturally had a hand and was quite relaxed to deal with them.

"Who is this disciple? Why is it so powerful?"

"I don't know him either. Judging from his young age, he is only sixteen or seventeen years old, but he has such a high level of cultivation. I think he should be the best among the new disciples of this generation."

"It depends on his strength, but it's just a second-level building, why is it so easy to hunt monsters? It seems that there should be some extremely powerful martial arts."

On the fortress, many disciples were talking about it.

Some expressed their praise for Chen Feng, while others were also very disdainful.

"Hmph, don't look at what opponents he is facing. This time, the beast tide, the scale, and the strength of these monsters is just a ten-year small beast tide! The monsters inside are not strong, and even the strongest ones should not pass the fourth level of the Shenmen Realm, and the number is not very large."

"If it were to change the tide of beasts that were once every fifty or a hundred years, let him try it? After entering, he would be drowned if he didn't breathe."

Someone retorted disdainfully.

At this time, a middle-aged man, above the city wall, watched Chen Feng's great power in the group of monsters, constantly hunting for crystal cores, his eyes became extremely gloomy and his face became cold.

This middle-aged man is Yang. This time, the senior officials of the inner sect didn't take it too seriously after learning that this beast tide was just a ten-year small beast tide.

He appointed Yang, a senior elder of the inner sect, to lead some other elders here to lead the disciples of Qianyuan Sect to arrange defenses.

When Yang came, he saw Chen Feng, who was in the group of monsters below, and was killing all directions.

Because of Yang Jingtian's incident, he was extremely angry with Chen Feng and wanted to kill him quickly.

Now that I saw this scene, I immediately became even more irritable and my face turned gloomy.

An elder in his thirties next to him, smiling and complimenting: "Elder Yang, this time he can be sent out by the sect and entrusted you to lead your disciples to defend against the beasts. This shows that the sect values ​​you, and in time, it is probably more useful."

"Maybe, I can become the youngest supreme elder in the history of our inner sect! At that time, the two supreme elders of the Yang family will really create a good story!"

This elder, named Gan Yi, was originally an elder who was responsible for the trade street of the outer sect and maintaining order. Because he had recently cursed Yang, he was transferred to the inner sect by Yang Buyi and served as the elder.

Whether it is status, martial arts and martial arts that can be accessed, or the treatment, it has increased a lot.

Therefore, he was very flattering to Yang Buyi and Yang, and he quickly seized the opportunity to compliment him.

But to his surprise, after his cursing voice came out, Yang not only did not be happy, but instead snorted coldly, his eyes still gloomy.

Gan Yi couldn't help but be stunned, and suddenly became nervous, thinking: "Can I be so flattering that I didn't feel comfortable enough, which made Elder Yang feel unhappy?"

He followed Yang's gaze and happened to see Chen Feng showing his power there. Gan Yi was also a very clever person. Seeing this scene, he immediately understood.

"So what makes Elder Yang feel uncomfortable is this young disciple."

His eyes turned, and suddenly came up with a solution, approached Yang, and said loudly: "Elder Yang, some young disciples now do not understand the rules of the sect and acted nonsense, and they are really brave."

"You're like that person..."

As he said that, he pointed at Chen Feng, with a hint of sneer and disdain in his eyes, and said, "The other disciples are fighting bloody battles, and he will only take advantage of loopholes, constantly pick up other people's victory results, and take out the crystal core of the monster killed by others and put it in his own bag!"

"It's simply despicable and shameless. The sect must punish such people severely."
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