Chen Guyun said unceremoniously: "We all know who Yan Qingyu was back then. Didn't you hold a grudge against him because he was repeatedly slapped in the face by Yan Qingyu?"
"You said he was ruthless, but look at the opponents he encountered, which one wasn't trying to kill him? If he hadn't been ruthless, he would have been killed long ago!"
"You said he has no teachers. Hmm, it's a joke. Those teachers helped his opponents deal with him. There is no fairness at all. Why should he be respected?"
"Yes, that's right!"
"Mrs. Chen is right!"
In addition to the two of them, there were also some supreme elders and elders with higher seniority. Each of them had a group of supporters, and they were quarreling fiercely.
Finally, everyone's eyes fell on the middle-aged man in purple sitting in the middle.
The middle-aged man in purple clothes is majestic and not angry. He is the master of the outer sect, Zhuo Bufan.
Zhuo Bufan looked at them and frowned, feeling that it was very difficult to handle at this time.
He had no good or bad feelings towards Yan Qingyu back then, and he even sympathized with him a little.
In his heart, he agrees with Chen Guyun's classicism.
However, Su Zhaodong has great power in the outer sect and has many elders who support him. It would be unworthy to fall out with him because of this matter.
"That's all, let's lock Chen Feng for a while first, and then let's see what happens later! After all, Su Taishang's grandson was too seriously injured, so we need to comfort him."
He was about to speak when suddenly a young elder walked in quickly.
Su Zhaodong reprimanded unhappily: "Didn't you see that we are discussing something? You don't understand the sect's rules! Get out!"
The young elder didn't even look at him. He was so excited that his face flushed with excitement and he shouted loudly: "Sect Master, Your Majesty, Elders!"
"In today's competition, Chen Feng, with his seventh-level strength from the future, aroused the vitality of the world, causing the color of the world to change, and heavy rain pouring down! He used the Yuluo Feihua sword technique in the rain, and defeated Ran Yuxue's nephew in one fell swoop!"
"What?"
Almost everyone in the main hall was extremely horrified and stood up suddenly.
Inducing the power of heaven and earth is something that only a strong person in the Shenmen realm can do, and only a few strong people in the Shenmen realm can do it.
Being able to arouse the vitality of heaven and earth in the acquired realm, causing visions of heaven and earth, represents a very high affinity for the spiritual energy of heaven and earth! It can gain the goodwill of the entire world!
If nothing unexpected happens, this kind of person will definitely grow into a strong person in the Tianhe Realm given time!
This kind of feat has only been accomplished by one person in the Qianyuan Sect for hundreds of years!
Yan Qingyu!
Su Zhaodong couldn't believe it and yelled: "Impossible, impossible!"
"Are you telling the truth?" Zhuo Bufan swallowed nervously, feeling a turmoil in his heart.
The young elder's face turned red nervously, and he said firmly: "It's absolutely true, tens of thousands of disciples on the square have all seen it with their own eyes!"
Chen Guyun looked up to the sky and smiled, then floated away.
After walking out of the hall, he threw a word from afar.
"Stop fighting, it's nothing to argue about! He has reached this point at such a young age, his future is limitless, he is amazingly talented, no worse than his master!"
"A future strong man in the Tianhe realm, you are going to destroy him! Hahahahaha, what a joke! What a joke!"
Zhuo Bufan scanned the audience with his cold eyes and shouted sternly: "From now on, no one is allowed to mention the matter of punishing Chen Feng. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Everyone was as silent as cicadas.
Su Zhaodong lowered his head, with deep-seated malice in his eyes.
…
Chen Feng, who was receiving cheers from his disciples, suddenly felt a tightness in his chest and almost vomited out a mouthful of blood.
He held back forcefully.
This is his strongest moment and he must not show any weakness.
He nodded slightly to everyone, then got off the ring, winked at Han Cong, and walked quickly towards Han Cong's courtyard.
Han Cong saw something unusual about him, so he was very sensible and didn't ask any further questions.
Almost as soon as he entered Han Cong's courtyard, Chen Feng could no longer hold back and vomited out a mouthful of black blood.
He quickly circulated the Bedoro Leaf Golden Sutra and adjusted his legs in lotus position.
When Han Cong saw this, his expression changed and he stood aside to protect him.
After an unknown amount of time, Chen Feng exhaled a breath of black turbid air and slowly stood up.
He was slapped dozens of times by Ran Changling. Each palm had a force of ten thousand kilograms, and he had already been seriously injured internally. The Bedoluoye Golden Sutra has unparalleled healing effect, and the injury has been stabilized and will not get worse.
It was already dark by now, and Han Yu'er was back and busy in the kitchen.
She stuck her head out and said with a smile: "Junior brother, are you awake? The food is ready. You go and sit in the room first!"
Chen Feng smiled, nodded, and walked into the room.
The Eight Immortals table in the room was already filled with wine and food. Han Cong was sitting there, inviting Chen Feng to sit down, and asked with concern: "How is your injury?"
Han Yu'er came in with a plate of food, put it on the table, sat down on the other side, and said, "Okay, let's start dinner!"
"Before you eat, you have to drink!"
Han Cong picked up the wine glass and smiled happily: "Today, I would like to congratulate you, Chen Feng, and Yu'er, for being able to enter the top ten disciples of the outer sect! This is a gratifying thing!"
