Ye Bufan didn't care about that much. The more you are afraid of something, the more likely I will be. He shouted at the top of his voice.
"Senior Brother Chu, what are you talking about? Have you lost your low-grade immortal weapon? What does this have to do with me?"
There were other disciples speeding towards this side, and when they heard the shouting, they all turned their attention to this side.
"Boy, shut up."
Chu Xiao was so angry that his eyes burst into flames, "Just wait for me."
After saying that, he didn't dare to entangle too much and walked quickly to the rooftop.
Ye Bufan followed him, left the sect and came to the vicinity of the Climbing Platform.
At this moment, there are thousands of people gathered here, not only ordinary disciples, but also the peak master of the third peak, Zu Fang Kui, and the peak master of the fifth peak, Bai Lingpu.
The two of them also accidentally saw Ji Shuxian bringing someone over to escape the tribulation, so they chased after him to watch the fun.
When they saw Feng Zhiwu being sent to the center of the rooftop, the expressions of everyone watching changed drastically.
"How could it be her? How is this possible?"
Chu Xiao screamed out loudly.
"Because I am her man!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Bufan's angry smiling face appeared next to him.
Chu Xiao snorted and ignored it, turning to look towards the rooftop.
Among the people, the most irritated ones were Zu Fangkui and Bai Lingpu. Both of them, who were normally calm, widened their eyes.
The most outstanding eight-star talent sword spirit body in front of them had been placed in front of them before, but unfortunately they were rejected by themselves, and they regretted it for a long time.
As time went by in the past few days, I just felt a little better, but I didn't expect that people would start to go through the tribulation.
How long has it been since then? It has only been half a month since I ascended from the lower realm. I have broken through the virtual immortal and reached the realm of true immortal. How can I achieve such a terrifying speed?
Bai Lingpu looked horrified: "This is impossible, how can it be so fast? Even a nine-star talent cannot be cultivated so fast!"
No wonder he was so shocked. Not to mention the Flowing Light Sword Sect, even the entire Lower Heaven Territory had never heard of any monk who could advance to the level of True Immortal at such a fast speed.
Zu Fangkui was also stunned, "It is indeed too fast. Could it be that the Ninth Peak used some secret method?"
"Bullshit! We are all from the same sect, and we all know the details clearly. What secret method can he have? Even if he has a secret method, it is impossible to improve so fast!"
Bai Lingpu was filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred, and he was so angry that he cursed.
Neither of them wanted to believe the facts in front of them, but thunderclouds gathered above their heads and thunder rolled from the sky.
Regardless of whether they believed it or not, the first thunderbolt had already descended and hit Feng Zhiwu's head directly.
Zu Fangkui said sourly: "It doesn't matter if you improve quickly, maybe the foundation will be unstable and you will eventually fall under the thunder of the sky."
Compared to the two envious and jealous old guys Zu Fangkui and Bai Lingpu, the Liuguang Sword Sect disciples present were more cheering and excited.
The sect has given birth to such a genius, and most people feel light on their faces, especially the goddess who countless people look up to.
At this moment, the first thunder struck down, but Feng Zhiwu didn't panic at all. She flipped her wrist and held the fairy sword in her hand, and slashed directly into the air with a sharp sword light.
As a genius disciple with an eight-star talent, he practiced the top-notch Flowing Light Sword Technique. This sword was so sharp that the sword light, which was several feet long, instantly shattered the thunder that struck down from the sky.
"Fairy Feng is so amazing!"
Seeing this scene, the onlookers burst into laughter and cheered one after another.
The thunderclouds in mid-air seemed to be enraged, and then a second thunder fell.
The fairy sword in Feng Zhiwu's hand was flying, and she dealt with it calmly.
Her cultivation level has improved very quickly, mainly due to her dual cultivation with Ye Bufan. Although it is not as heaven-defying as the chaos technique,
But it is also tainted with a trace of chaos, absolutely powerful, and there is no sign of any unstable foundation.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the first three levels of thunder tribulation were easily passed, and it was not until the fourth level that it became slightly difficult.
Ye Bufan watched nervously from the side, quietly holding the Thunder Gourd in his hand and hiding it in his sleeve, but he was not in a hurry to help.
Heavenly Tribulation is a kind of training and baptism for immortals. If you persist, you will gain great benefits.
Therefore, he is just in case, and will never take action until there is a crisis.
Moreover, the Thunder Gourd is one of his important secrets and cannot be easily seen by outsiders.
Ji Shuxian frowned and clenched his fists, obviously worried about his disciple.
Not only him, but also other disciples of Ninth Peak.
Now Feng Zhiwu has become the hope in their eyes. With such a genius, he will never lose to the other eight peaks in the future.
Because of this, everyone was extremely nervous and kept shouting and cheering.
Bai Lingpu's expression was gloomy. At this moment, he wished that Feng Zhiwu would be smashed to pieces by a thunderstorm.
If such a genius emerges from the Ninth Peak, his life at the Fifth Peak will definitely not be easy in the future.
Although the Third Peak did not have an indissoluble hatred with the Ninth Peak like the Fifth Peak, out of jealousy, Zu Fangkui also did not hope that Feng Zhiwu could survive the catastrophe.
But no matter what kind of mentality they have, Feng Zhiwu is Feng Zhiwu, and a genius is a genius.
He has survived the sixth level of thunder tribulation, only spitting out a mouthful of blood and suffering some minor injuries, but nothing serious.
In mid-air, a fairy spirit cloud descended, Feng Zhiwu's aura quickly rose, and the injuries on her body were swept away and completely healed.
As the calamity cloud dispersed, cheers like a mountain roaring and a tsunami suddenly sounded around the rooftop.
Ye Bufan secretly breathed a sigh of relief and put away the Thunder Gourd. It seemed that he still underestimated Feng Zhiwu's talent.
At the same time, I also had an answer in my heart. Only I did not have the fairy cloud after I passed through the tribulation, and everyone else did.
It seems that after arriving in the Immortal Realm, Heavenly Dao resented him more and more, and even the only reward for overcoming the tribulation was gone.
Bai Lingpu and Zu Fangkui stood side by side, each looking gloomier than the other, and each looking uglier than the other.
The final result disappointed them. Instead of dying, Feng Zhiwu survived the catastrophe beautifully.
Ji Shuxian released his clenched fists and burst into laughter. His disciple survived the disaster safely, and he, a master, was extremely happy.
After laughing, he turned around and saw the ugly faces of Bai Lingpu and Zu Fangkui.
Although he was a clumsy person, he was very shrewd and could immediately see what these two people were thinking.
The depression that had accumulated in my heart for many years was swept away, and I became more and more happy.
"Two peak masters, I didn't expect you to come too. What do you think, do you think I'm okay as a disciple?"
Although he was not very good at speaking, he seemed to suddenly have an enlightenment when he was extremely excited.
"There is no way. The Great Elder wanted to distribute it to everyone, but unfortunately no one wanted it, so I had to do it reluctantly.
Now it seems that I have taken a huge advantage. I don’t know if anyone will be jealous, hahaha..."
Bai Lingpu and Zu Fangkui never thought that one day they would be ridiculed by Ji Shuxian, but they couldn't say anything.
The two people snorted and prepared to leave, but at this moment, an old and deep voice came from the distance.
"Mu Yan of the Liuli Immortal Sect is here to visit. My old friend Dao Jie, are you here?"