The aftermath spread, and the courtyards here were shattered and collapsed into pieces.
Chu Feng's body resisted the thunder dragon's impact.
He was also retreating crazily, and all the sword intent in his body was erupting. He was determined to resist this thunder dragon, and with his fourth level of Qi Transformation, he wanted to block this shocking blow.
Boom boom boom!
Above the courtyard, his feet sank into the earth, directly drawing a deep ravine.
Chu Feng raised his eyes, his eyes as firm as before.
I don't know how much time has passed, but the area behind him has turned into ruins, with houses collapsed and courtyards broken.
And at this moment.
The dust slowly dispersed.
Chu Feng slowly stood up. He did not fall down, and his hands were full of blood. On the other side, Meng Jiao's figure appeared. His face was gloomy, and he looked at Chu Feng fiercely, wishing to kill him by force.
"Sorry, I won again!"
Chu Feng wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth and returned the ancient sword Tongyou to its sheath.
"Five moves have passed!"
"I blocked it. You lost this battle!"
He smiled confidently, took a deep breath, calmed down the boiling energy and blood in his body, stepped towards Thunder Treasure Liquid, grabbed it, and put it into his arms.
"You!" Meng Jiao gritted his teeth, his expression extremely ugly.
As a master of the sixth level of Qi Transformation, he even used innate treasures to suppress this Chu Feng!
"Meng Jiao, the battle is over. Five moves have been made. I hope you are willing to admit defeat!" Yu Feichen came over and stood in front of him and Chu Feng.
The tone was cold.
In my eyes, the sword intention of the Tianhe River surges.
Although he doesn't care about the affairs of the academy, Chu Feng is his junior brother in Tianlei Sect after all, and he does not allow Meng Jiao to really hurt Chu Feng.
"Hmph! I'm willing to admit defeat, I don't need your reminder!" Meng Jiao snorted coldly, waved his hand, and left directly with Meng Fei.
In the field.
Everyone was stunned.
His eyes swept across Chu Feng crazily.
"There really is a monster among this generation in the academy!"
"With four levels of Qi transformation, you can resist six levels of Qi transformation and five moves without being killed or injured! What terrifying strength this requires!"
Everyone chatted in low voices, looked at Chu Feng, and couldn't help but start talking.
The Tianlei Sect Conference brought together geniuses from all the major sects. Among them, Lei Ze and Qingyun Jianshan were undoubtedly the most valued beings. Chu Feng faced off against two generations of geniuses from Lei Ze one after another, but he never lost.
Such strength is enough to be recognized by everyone.
"Junior Brother Chu Feng!" Qingyun Sword Master Zhou Bu Nian came over.
"Is something wrong?"
Yu Feichen blocked the way, "Junior brother Chu Feng has been injured. If you also want to challenge, do it tomorrow!"
His tone was cold.
"No." Zhou Bu Nian shook his head, "You misunderstood. I'm just curious about how Junior Brother Chu Feng practices. However, Brother Yu seems to be very hostile to me, so let's just say goodbye!"
He chuckled lightly, not displeased by Yu Feichen's attitude, and turned around to leave with the Little Sword King.
only.
When he walked out of the ruins, Zhou Bu Nian looked back, his eyes resting on Chu Feng's sword box.
Such a magical sword, such a supreme swordsmanship.
Any sword cultivator will be moved by it!
…
After a while, the disciples of Tianlei Sect came over.
They looked at the vast courtyards here, turned into ruins, with helpless expressions on their faces.
"Senior brother, although the Tianlei Sect can challenge each other to fight, it is best not to start between the courtyards!"
"If it happens again, my Tianlei Sect may not have enough courtyards to rest!"
The group of Tianlei Sect disciples sighed.
They brought Chu Feng and others to the new courtyard. Although they were complaining on their lips, they looked at Chu Feng with eyes filled with admiration.
In the vast world, martial arts is the most respected thing.
The strength Chu Feng showed was recognized by them.
"Thank you!" Chu Feng held on, took the Thunder Swallowing Bird, returned to the courtyard, and said goodbye to the group of Tianlei Sect disciples who maintained order.
At this moment, the crowd dispersed, and only Chu Feng and the Thunder Swallowing Bird were left in the new courtyard.
"Are you really okay?" the Thunder Swallowing Bird asked curiously.
It did not watch the battle, but it saw the ruins created and knew how terrifying the battle between the two was.
"How can it be okay!"
Chu Feng rolled his eyes and vomited a large mouthful of blood, which instantly stained the ground red.
"Then what are you holding on for? Just to disgust Meng Jiao?" The Thunder Swallowing Bird looked strange.
When Chu Feng heard this, he grinned.
"But fortunately, spit out a mouthful of blood and get five drops of Thunder Treasure Liquid. It's worth it!"
He was smiling.
The demon's state of transformation faded away, and the whole person collapsed weakly.
"With the Thunder Treasure Liquid, I can recover quickly after a battle. Moreover, I only have to resist five moves. Even ten moves should not be difficult for me!"
"The conference should be held soon! Big names will appear then! During this period, we must improve our strength as much as possible!"
Chu Feng whispered.
He adjusted his breath slightly and went into retreat.
The previous thunder treasure liquid, plus the ones obtained from Meng Jiao, amounted to a considerable amount.
He tempered himself with thunder treasure liquid and restored himself. Even the powerful Lei Ze would feel extravagant when they saw this kind of practice.
"Master Lei Ze is indeed very strong!"
"The power of thunder, its explosive power is terrifying, far exceeding that of ordinary warriors several times. If it hadn't been for the transformation of the demon, and if it hadn't been for the seven sword marks, I probably wouldn't have been able to block it so easily!"