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Chapter 282 Wan Lai Silent Sound

 A dozen miles to the north of the Changhong Sect, hundreds of meters in the air, there are two figures facing each other in the distance at this moment.

The high altitude belongs to flying birds, and also belongs to the strong ones above the Heqiao realm. The wind roared, but in front of Tong Zhongqiu and Jian Jinsheng, it suddenly became calm again.

"For so many years, the Changhong Sect has not only contributed a lot, but it has also been hard work. It's a bit chilling to kill everyone like this." Jian Jinsheng looked at the elderly Tong Zhongqiu and said.

Jian Jinsheng's voice was not loud. They were hundreds of meters apart, so they should not be able to hear anything clearly, but Tong Zhongqiu could hear everything clearly.

The vitality of heaven and earth, the gate of all wonders, is ever-changing, mysterious and mysterious!

"Betraitors should suffer the fate of betrayers. This kind of thing is the same everywhere." Tong Zhongqiu said calmly.

"Really? Those who betrayed the Shenyan Sect back then are still living well now, so why don't they die?" Jian Jinsheng suddenly sneered, his expression full of ridicule.

"You and I have no way of commenting on who betrayed whom back then!" Tong Zhongqiu shook his head.

Everyone knows that the Shenyan Sect and the Xianyun Sword Sect have been fighting for so many years. But many people don't know that the two sects were as close as one family.

It is not an exaggeration to say that they are two branches of the same sect. But unfortunately, everything has disappeared like smoke and there is no way to look back.

"Okay, let's not talk about what happened back then. Since you don't want me to take away a few people from the Changhong Sect, I have to learn your clever tricks today. I hope you can still withstand this old bone!"
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Jian Jinsheng looked up to the sky and smiled. The distance of several hundred meters was like a decoration. Jian Jinsheng stepped across and came to Tong Zhongqiu, stabbing out the long sword in his hand.

As soon as the sword came out, there was nothing else in Tong Zhongqiu's field of vision. The whole world was just a sword blade.

This sword reaches heaven and earth, as if everything in the world is irresistible, and can only be captured obediently, and killed at the neck.

"Boom!"

The bursting ball of light exploded high in the sky, and the surrounding heaven and earth energy suddenly boiled. A huge ripple swept out from the collision point in all directions, getting bigger as it reached the periphery, and whipped up countless violent winds.

Many people outside the Changhong faction looked up to the north. Even if they didn't hear the sound, they still caught the fluctuations coming from there.

Obviously, two strong men in the combined aperture realm are fighting again.

Jian Jinsheng had to fight because the disaster of the Changhong Sect was caused by the Shenyan Sect. If the Shenyan Sect had not lured the Changhong Sect, the Changhong Sect would not have invested in the Shenyan Sect, let alone stabbed the Xianyun Sword Sect in the back.
Nowadays, many sects are besieging the Changhong Sect, but the Shenyan Sect is unable to save them. At this time, if there is no expression at all, then no one will dare to join the Shenyan Sect in the future.

Therefore, no matter whether he can succeed or not, Jian Jinsheng must take action.

Ding Luzhong of the Changhong Sect also felt the fluctuations in the distance, and his eyes were full of desolation. The Shenyan Sect could not save the Changhong Sect, and the Changhong Sect itself could not save itself.

At this moment, all the early and middle stages of the Aperture Training Realm in the Changhong Sect have been besieged and killed, including him, and only two of the late stage Ability Training Stages are still struggling.

In the battle at the later stage of the Aperture Training Realm, the ordinary Ability Ability Realm in the early stage cannot intervene at all, so they all disappeared at this moment and ran to the Changhong Sect to search for resources.

Only those who are in the middle stage of the Aperture Realm are skimming the formation, and the real enemies are the strong ones who are also in the late stage of the Aperture Realm. However, there are only two people in the Changhong Sect, and the other sects combined, there are eight people in the late stage of the Ability Training Realm.<

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"Ah!"

Ding Luzhong roared up to the sky and started fighting without hesitation, just hoping to drag away one of them. But unfortunately, everyone understood what Ding Luzhong was thinking and did not give Ding Luzhong a chance at all.

At every moment, there must be two people in the late stage of the Ability Training Realm blocking his attack at the same time, while others are waiting for the opportunity to take action.

They are of the same level of cultivation, but they are still besieged like this. No matter how much they are willing to die together, they will not achieve anything.

A quarter of an hour later, Ding Lvzhong was beheaded on the spot, and another strong man in the late stage of the Changhong Sect's Ability Training Realm also directly followed Ding Lvzhong's footsteps.

Qu Qingsheng stood aside, his eyes silent. There is no right or wrong between winner and loser, only stance. In this world, the biggest truth is the fist. Whoever has the bigger fist will make sense.

That’s all!

Within the Changhong Sect, there were rows of houses where inner disciples lived. The door of one of the rooms suddenly opened, and Chen Fei walked out.

Chen Fei glanced at a corner behind him, then his figure flashed and disappeared.

In the cellar of a house, a female disciple covered her mouth to prevent herself from making any sound. Her whole body was shaking constantly. She didn't know if she was safe hiding here, but she had no way out.
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Chen Fei turned into a shadow and rushed towards the Changhong Sect's Scripture Collection Pavilion. After being delayed for a moment, most of the places where resources are hidden are probably overcrowded.

If Chen Fei wants to go again and get something else, it will be a bit difficult, so he might as well go to the Scripture Deposit Pavilion.

Nowadays, those who are besieging the Changhong Sect are people from various sects. Each sect has its own inheritance, and the inheritance of the Changhong Sect is of little significance to many people.

It’s not that the inheritance of exercises is not important, but for practitioners, it is of course better to practice the exercises of their own sect into a system. At the very least, if you encounter any difficulties in the exercises, you can still seek advice.

If you rashly learn other exercises, you will have to solve them yourself if you have any difficulties, and you don’t even know whether these exercises are complete or incomplete, or have been deleted.

Only for the sect, increasing the diversity of one's own exercises is of some significance.

After a while, Chen Fei came to an attic. Compared with other places he met on the road, it was much quieter here.

It's not that there is no one at all. Chen Fei felt a few auras in the Sutra Pavilion even before he stepped into it. However, unlike other places competing for resources, people here are reading quickly, looking for the skills they need.

Law.

Chen Fei walked inside and found that there was nothing going on in the peripheral bookshelf area. After all, what was there was only a brief introduction to the exercises.

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But where the inner secret books are actually stored, most of them have been destroyed, and there are even signs of fire. Fortunately, there are still many Kung Fu scriptures that were not destroyed in time and were preserved.

Many cheats have the function of preventing fire, but they have saved these skills.

Chen Fei skipped all the weapon secrets and came to the area of ​​mind skills.

In the realm of refining gods, the most important thing is the gods. If the gods are strong enough, the speed of acupoint accumulation will continue to increase. Chen Fei never feels that the improvement of his mental power is enough.

But at this moment, there was already a person in this area who was reading quickly. Sensing Chen Fei's arrival, the person couldn't help but pause his hand slightly and turned his head to look at Chen Fei.

"I arrived here first. No one is welcome here until I leave!" Nie Zhiyang looked at Chen Fei with an indifferent expression.

"You can copy the secrets of the exercises. Just get one copy each when the time comes." Chen Fei said in a deep voice.

Cheats are different from spiritual material resources. As long as you copy one copy, everyone can read it. There is no need to fight to the death.

"What I said is not clear enough!"

Nie Zhiyang stood up, pressing towards Chen Fei with a majestic momentum, and said: "This is not the Yuanchen Sword Sect, no one will let you go, and I don't want to say it again!"

"It seems that there is no discussion!" Chen Fei chuckled. Everyone knew him, but they all looked down on him. After all, he had just broken through the Aperture Training Realm in less than a year, and his strength was in the Ability Training Realm.

It is indeed the weakest.

"For your master's sake, don't force me to take action, get out!" Nie Zhiyang narrowed his eyes when he saw Chen Fei's expression, already very impatient.

"Then you should take action!" Chen Fei raised his head and looked at Nie Zhiyang, raised his hand and hooked his fingers.

"Presumptuous!"

Nie Zhiyang's eyes suddenly widened. He didn't expect Chen Fei to be so courageous. It has been nearly 20 years since Nie Zhiyang broke through to the realm of acuity training, and no one has dared to challenge him like this for a long time.

Chen Fei, a person who has just broken through to the Ability Training Realm, and whose realm has only been stable for a short time, is simply desperate for life and death. Do you really think that this is still the Yuan Chen Sword Sect and cannot be cruel to you!

"Zheng!"

A dazzling sword light bloomed in Nie Zhiyang's hand, and the sharp aura filled all directions, and then suddenly tightened, completely covering Chen Fei's body.

Sword Heart Technique!

Gather all your power and concentrate it on the enemy without wasting any effort. Cultivate to the highest level and with one sword strike, there will be silence.

One of the top inheritances of Beidou Tower, Nie Zhiyang has practiced for more than ten years and has mastered the three flavors.

Nie Zhiyang will not kill Chen Fei, but Nie Zhiyang will leave a profound lesson to Chen Fei, letting him understand that when his strength is insufficient, he must put his tail between his legs and be a good man, instead of making enemies at will.

"Get out!"

Seeing Nie Zhiyang's attack, Chen Fei snorted coldly, and the Qianyuan Sword jumped into his hand. The dragon elephant roared endlessly, and the next moment, the Qianyuan Sword had already slashed on Nie Zhiyang's long sword.

When dealing with warriors who were also in the early stage of the Ability Training Realm, Chen Fei ignored what moves the other party used, and he only suppressed them with one force.

"Boom!"

How fast Nie Zhiyang came, how fast he retreated. Nie Zhiyang couldn't control his body at all, and he retreated involuntarily.

After dozens of steps in a row, Nie Zhiyang stepped into a deep hole in the ground step by step, until he retreated to the corner of the Sutra Pavilion, and Nie Zhiyang reluctantly stopped.

A mouthful of blood welled up in his mouth, and Nie Zhiyang swallowed it back forcefully.

Nie Zhiyang raised his head and glanced at Chen Fei, with a look of horror in his eyes. He didn't dare to say any harsh words. He flashed and disappeared directly into the Sutra Pavilion, but he didn't even dare to stay here, and he didn't have the face to do so.

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What I just said was so arrogant, and now I feel so embarrassed.

Moreover, Nie Zhiyang was also afraid that Chen Fei would not like him and if he struck a few more swords, the outcome might not be as simple as a minor injury.

Nie Zhiyang ran several hundred meters before stopping. His face turned blue and white, and he couldn't understand why Chen Fei's huge power was there. The Yuanchen Sword Sect didn't have such a technique at all.

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