Not long ago, Young Master Zhuang Ming defeated Ren Songcheng, the chief disciple of Zhenyuan Sect and the first true disciple.
Now it's my turn, not to mention defeating Ren Songcheng, but also defeating the second best?
Why did a third person come?
"..."
Wen Han looked disappointed.
Chen Feiyang's expression turned extremely ugly.
Only because of his outstanding ability can he be the third true successor of the Zhenyuan Sect and be listed in the front row of the Dongzhou Talent List.
But in recent years, he has often been able to suppress young people from all walks of life without taking any action. He can only use his name, Chen Feiyang.
But this person didn't take him seriously at all?
"So arrogant!"
Chen Feiyang swept his sword and said coldly: "I'm going to see how capable you are!"
Wen Han's face was solemn, he slowly clenched his fists and was about to start.
At this moment, Zhuang Ming frowned slightly.
Wang Zhen was beside Zhuang Ming. He was protected by the young master and was not oppressed by the power of the golden elixir. He exhaled, came closer and whispered: "Young Master... this battle may be useless."
Zhuang Ming nodded slightly.
If there is no use in fighting, why fight at all?
If it were another meddling person who was killed by Wen Han, the dragon's body would be able to swallow one more golden elixir.
But this person is the third true successor of the Zhenyuan Sect, and it is not easy to kill him. Now it is not necessary to kill this third true successor of the Zhenyuan Sect.
When Wang Zhen saw the young master nodding, he took a step forward and said, "This fellow Taoist in front of you is Chen Feiyang, the third true successor of the Zhenyuan Sect and the 23rd on the list of outstanding people?"
Wen Han heard Wang Zhen make a sound and stopped to gather his strength.
When Chen Feiyang saw this, he turned his head and said, "Exactly."
Wang Zhen hugged Bai Ying, reluctantly bent down, and gave a tentative salute before saying: "I waited here to seek justice. How could I know that this ancestor of the Zhao family is so unreasonable that he not only hurts my Bai Ying, but also wants to kill him?"
We are waiting to silence you, but today’s incident cannot be let go! Now that I have told Brother Dao about what happened, right and wrong, and I hope Brother Dao can stay out of the matter and stop interfering!”
Chen Feiyang frowned. The ancestor of the Zhao family in his impression was not such a vicious person, but when he glanced over, the ancestor of the Zhao family lowered his head and did not dare to look at him.
From this point of view, the ancestor of the Zhao family was indeed at fault, and the other party did not lie.
"Forget it, in that case, Chen will not take action."
Chen Feiyang's expression softened and he said: "The ancestor of the Zhao family has a favor with me. Today I will definitely save his life. I originally wanted to put the three of you to death. Since the truth of the matter is like this, I think you have a reason for it. This matter ends here.
Just go back."
Wang Zhen's expression changed slightly, but he did not speak.
Zhuang Ming was right behind him, smiling.
Wen Han stepped forward, his energy and blood bursting out, and shouted: "Good boy, do you really think you are nothing? Master, if I don't kill you today, it will be your fate. How dare you meddle in your own business?"
Chen Feiyang's face darkened, already showing signs of irritation. He turned his head and looked over, clenched his sword tightly, and said coldly: "You make me dislike you very much!"
Wen Han sneered and said: "Sir, I like you as much? A disciple of the Zhenyuan Sect? Isn't it amazing?"
He stepped forward and suddenly punched him with a bang.
The air was almost stagnant.
Chen Feiyang's face turned cold, his murderous intent suddenly aroused, and he slashed down with his sword.
Boom!
This sword cuts through the land!
Wen Han relied on the movement skills of Long Wei's secret Tianhuang Shenyuan Technique to avoid the sword light and punched Chen Feiyang in the face.
Chen Feiyang suddenly returned his sword and counterattacked.
The two of them clashed in an instant.
"Zhenyuan Sect disciples, nothing more than that!"
"Asshole! Do you dare to insult my Zhenyuan Sect?"
Chen Feiyang shouted: "I will kill you today. If not, then..."
Before his voice fell, another voice was heard behind him.
"Is Zhenyuan Sect great?"
"..."
Chen Feiyang glanced over and saw that it was the martial arts master who had just spoken.
How dare a mere mortal dare to insult the Zhenyuan Sect?
Just when he was about to kill the martial arts master with one sword.
He heard the other party sneer again.
"Chen Feiyang, don't toast and you'll be punished with a drink!"
Wang Zhen shouted: "Don't talk about your mere third true disciple of the Zhenyuan Sect, even your Zhenyuan Sect's chief disciple Ren Songcheng was defeated by my young master, wasn't he?"
When Chen Feiyang heard this, he was suddenly startled. His eyes swept over Wen Han, then Wang Zhen, and finally landed on Zhuang Ming.
This person's aura is extremely dull.
Almost like an ordinary person.
However, as a real person with a golden elixir level, he was so angry that he swept over him, but the other party was still so calm and calm.
And in the sleeves of this young man in white clothes with gold patterns, there was a dragon that suddenly flew out, circled around, and stopped on his shoulder.
"Zhuang Ming?"
Chen Feiyang's expression suddenly became serious.
Sixth on the list of outstanding figures, Mr. Taixu, Mr. Longlong, and Zhuang Ming.
Senior Brother Ren Songcheng was defeated by this person not long ago.
He thought that his cultivation level was only slightly inferior to that of Ren Songcheng, but Ren Songcheng had the Mountain-Suppressing Magic Sword in his hand, so his ability was extremely high.
Now that Ren Song was defeated by this man in Chengdu, how could he be Zhuang Ming's opponent?
"it's me."
Zhuang Ming nodded slightly and said calmly: "This White Eagle is my future mount. He hurt my mount and wanted to be disrespectful to me. Today I want justice. What do you think?"
Chen Feiyang's expression changed. After a moment, he said: "After all, he didn't kill your mount, nor did he hurt you. This matter..."
Zhuang Ming said calmly: "Look at me, a white eagle, with one of its wings and one leg broken off. What should I do?"
Chen Feiyang's expression turned extremely ugly.
The ancestor of the Zhao family recognized Zhuang Ming's identity and knew that he was the sixth-ranked figure among the younger generation of real people in Dongzhou, and that he had defeated the leader of the Zhenyuan Sect not long ago, and his heart sank.
Ren Songcheng is the chief disciple of the Zhenyuan Sect, and Chen Feiyang is only ranked third, so there is a division between them. Now that Ren Songcheng has lost, how can we expect Chen Feiyang?
Just thinking about it.
Then Chen Feiyang raised his sword and waved it.
The ancestor of the Zhao family suddenly left his body with one leg and one arm.
But when I saw this old man with a golden elixir level, he just groaned, used his magic power to stop his blood, and endured the severe pain, but said nothing.
"He cuts off one wing and one leg of your mount, and I cut off one of his arms and one leg. It's even."
Chen Feiyang looked ugly and said in a low voice.
Zhuang Ming only laughed but did not respond.
Wang Zhen took a step forward and said: "His weight is not comparable to that of my White Eagle."
Chen Feiyang said coldly: "You really want to take his life? Why can't you give me a face?"
Zhuang Ming just smiled and said nothing.
Wang Zhen sighed and said: "If you want to save his life, it depends on how strong he is and how much he can buy his life... I'm afraid the Zhao family can't afford it. I wonder, Brother Chen Dao?"
Chen Feiyang's face was extremely gloomy.
"I am from the Zhenyuan Sect after all..."
"Are the disciples of Zhenyuan Sect great?"
"..."
"Don't say that you are just the third true disciple of the Zhenyuan Sect, even if you are the chief disciple of the Zhenyuan Sect..." Wang Zhen repeated.
"Okay!" Chen Feiyang threw out a bottle of pills and shouted: "This is the Taiyuan Sect's holy medicine for healing, Jiuyang Huanzhen Pill. I have twelve more here."
"Only twelve?"
Wang Zhen frowned, looked at Zhuang Ming, and said, "What do you think, Master?"
Zhuang Ming chuckled and said: "Xiao Bai should be able to recover from his injuries, so let's give him Zhenyuan Sect some face and spare the life of this senior Zhao family member."
Wen Han felt vaguely regretful, it seemed that this battle could not be fought.
Chapter completed!