Although it is huge, it consumes a lot.

With Chen Feng's current strength, he can only use one and a half moves.

The second move will hurt the root and overdraw the body!

You know, with his current cultivation level, he can use five moves and six dragons to circle.

This shows how Long Xiang’s consumption of nine heavens can be seen.

After the surprise of breaking through faded, Chen Feng continued to smile bitterly at the corner of his mouth.

He found that all the medium-grade spirit stones he had accumulated some time ago had been consumed so far.

This afternoon, he continued to consume the qi and then replenish it, and he had consumed more than 100,000 medium-grade spirit stones. Now he can be said to be poor and empty.

Chen Feng murmured to himself: "Now we have to find a way to find where to find the medium-grade spirit stone."

At this moment, Zi Yue suddenly said in his ear: "Chen Feng, there are people peeping there a hundred meters above the cliff in front of the right."

When Chen Feng heard this, he was shocked, calmly speaking, and said in a low voice: "How long have that person been there?"

Ziyue said, "I don't know either. I came to him before a cup of tea. In order not to disturb you, I didn't tell you at that time."

Chen Feng knew that Ziyue felt much more sensitive than him, so he felt it carefully. Sure enough, there was a figure there that seemed to be lying down there.

The breath is extremely weak, no wonder it has not appeared before.

Chen Feng shouted loudly: "Who, get out!"

Then he swept there at a very fast speed, and in an instant he flew there.

At this time, a figure also jumped up and wanted to escape.

Chen Feng punched out and directly hit his vest, squirting blood from the man and slamming him to the ground!

Chen Feng walked over and saw the person's appearance through the moonlight, and then frowned.

"It's you?"

He looked familiar with this person and immediately remembered who it was.

It turned out that it was one of the several errand disciples who were responsible for cleaning the courtyard in the Qianyuan Sect Villa.

This man is about sixteen or seventeen years old, about the same age as Chen Feng. He looks pretty, but his eyes are filled with a stubborn and cruel spirit.

At this time, although Chen Fengfeng was beaten to the point of vomiting blood, he was still standing there, looking at Chen Feng with a rebellious face.

He gritted his teeth tightly, refused to admit defeat at all, and struggled to stand up, looking at Chen Feng without showing any weakness.

For some reason, Chen Feng suddenly saw a shadow of himself in him.

"This boy looks very similar to me!"

Chen Feng stared at him and said coldly: "You are a traitor disciple of Ziyang Sword Field, why do you hide here and peek at me to practice martial arts?"

He originally thought that this young man would definitely make a quibble, but he didn't expect that the young man raised his chin and looked stubborn. Yes, "I'm peeking at you to practice martial arts. I know this is a taboo. If you want to kill and cut, whatever you want!"

Chen Feng smiled and said with interest: "Oh, you're quite tough!"

Chen Feng no longer had any murderous intentions towards him and smiled and said, "Tell me why I want to peek?"

He felt that the boy was very familiar with him and saw his own shadow in him.

Chen Feng rarely found that he was actually soft-hearted.

If this young man could tell the reason, he would not only not care about him, but also help him.

The young man glared at him fiercely: "I know you are an outer disciple who is about to enter the Ziyang Sword Field. He has a noble status. I peek at you to practice martial arts. I have committed a big taboo. Kill me! Don't humiliate me anymore!"

Chen Feng smiled and said, "I don't mean to humiliate you, I really want to know the reason."

At this moment, the sound of rapid footsteps came from behind.

Shen Yanbing strode over, looked at Chen Feng, and said anxiously: "Chen Feng, all the errand disciples who served in our villa were killed!"

"What?"

Chen Feng looked at her and said, "All of them were killed? Let's take me to see."

Shen Yanbing nodded, Chen Feng turned around and looked at the boy.

The boy faced his gaze and did not dodge or dodge, but instead acted more harder than before.

Chen Feng shook his head slowly. He realized that this young man had absolutely nothing to do with the murder of those traitor disciples.

He stretched out his palm and directly sealed the boy's meridians. Then he carried the collar of his clothes and came to the room where the servants lived with Shen Yanbing.

Just in the side room of Qianyuan Sect’s villa, the door was open at this time. As soon as Chen Feng approached, he smelled a strong smell of blood.

After entering, I immediately felt silent.

Seven or eight servile disciples were lying on the ground, and their deaths were terrible. Some were beheaded, some were beheaded, and some were cut open to their chests. Even their hearts were dug out.

Blood on the ground flooded his ankles.

There was still a look of fear on their faces.

Chen Feng suddenly turned around, and sure enough, he saw blood stains on the boy's robe.

Chen Feng was full of anger and slapped the boy hard, slapped him and shouted sternly: "At a young age, so vicious!"

His palm was about to fall on the boy's head.

Seeing that the young man's head would be shattered after he saw this palm, but the young man was not afraid at all.

Instead, he raised his head and looked at Chen Feng stubbornly. There was no sign of convincing expression on his face, full of anger and reluctance!

Seeing his gaze, Chen Feng suddenly felt a trembling heart.

How familiar is this kind of gaze?

I was in Qianyuan Sect, when I was bullied by Yang Heyangbu, and even when the outer Sect was bullied by people like Elder Sun, and when they were randomly charged with being killed, wasn’t my eyes the same?
Chapter completed!