The ancient monks couldn't help but look at Feng Hao a few more times. It was the first time they had seen such an arrogant and ignorant person.
The path of spiritual practice is extremely difficult. Breaking through every realm requires opportunity and understanding, and even a slight difference in realm will be fatal.
However, a young man who looked to be in his early twenties threatened to challenge Duanmu Boyi, who had lived for hundreds of years and failed to survive the tribulation and became a Sanxian. This was overestimating his abilities.
Only Cheng Jinnan and others who knew Feng Hao well knew that Duanmu Boyi had dominated the Chinese cultivation world for so long, and even the Sword Immortal Li Chunfeng was no match for him. Now he is afraid that he will be hated on the top floor of Jinmao Building.
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"Are you stupid?"
A female monk from the Ancient Cultivation Clan rolled her eyes at Feng Hao. To be honest, Feng Hao's handsome appearance and his status as a genius of the Cheng family might really attract many talented female monks.
When monks combine dual cultivation, if they meet the right person, their cultivation may be further improved. There are many dual cultivation monks in the world of cultivation, and their cultivation is not weak.
This female monk is very beautiful and tall. She is not wearing the retro clothes of other monks, but a tights, which outlines her perfect figure.
Her eyes were flowing, and she also had a very moving temperament in it. It was obvious that she had been very optimistic about Feng Hao before this.
But now, she felt that Feng Hao was the kind of arrogant and arrogant person. He even had some brain problems. He actually provoked a powerful Sanxian and combined with him. She didn't know how he would die in the future.
However, Feng Hao had already passed the point of judging people by their appearance, and he really didn't take this female monk seriously.
But in response to the vulgar words the female monk was annoyed by, Feng Hao still showed enough of a gentleman's attitude and did not share her common sense.
His eyes fell on Sanxian Duanmu Boyi, and the corner of his mouth raised a provocative arc: "I wonder if Senior Duanmu can give me such a chance?"
Duanmu Boyi had tried to destroy him before, so he was thinking about how to deal with this person and occupy the moral high ground. After all, it would be inhumane to kill him directly just now.
Who knows if this Duanmu Boyi is a respected senior of the ancient cultivators.
But now I didn't expect that Duanmu Boyi seemed to be unpopular in the world of cultivation, so this was easy to handle.
If you deal with him yourself, you might be able to win over these people from the ancient cultivators. If the Holy Son of the Gods wants to come in the future, don't even think about it unless you come across the time and space teleportation array.
Nowadays, even the powerful people in the immortal world are trying to integrate the ancient Chinese cultivators and use the prestige of the Long Group in China to hold this so-called Immortal Welcome Conference.
Then he can also use this opportunity to win over his forces. After all, no matter how strong a person is, he only has two fists. With the support of the ancient Chinese Cultivation Clan, he can also understand the Chinese Cultivation World more thoroughly.
It won't be all based on speculation like now.
Duanmu Boyi always remained silent. When provoked by an unknown person, he did not bother to take action. Duanmu Yang could crush his fellow monks.
But now that Duanmu Yang has been defeated by Feng Hao, and even his natal spiritual sword has been taken away by the opponent, who else will take action on his behalf now?
"hehe!"
Duanmu Boyi sneered twice and said: "What is the identity of this Immortal Lord that you can challenge? Does the light of a firefly dare to compete with the bright moon?"
To be honest, Duanmu Boyi didn't look down on Feng Hao.
"Little monk, this old thief Duanmu is a cruel master. It's not easy for you to practice, so you'd better not offend him to avoid disaster..."
The Holy Mother in the Cloud said softly.
Although she admired Feng Hao's courage, the old thief Duanmu was a more powerful Sanxian than she was, and Feng Hao was really not enough to hold him back.
Master Zhang of Wudang Mountain took a deep look at Feng Hao, and found that he could not see through Feng Hao's cultivation. Then he chuckled and said: "I don't know which ancient clan the young monk is a disciple of, but he has such courage. Looking at other ancient clans
He is a genius, but he has lost some of his spirit. An old thief who once caused casualties to hundreds of thousands of innocent people in China has actually bowed his head and praised himself as an immortal..."
These words were sarcastic, and many young beauties from the ancient tribe suddenly turned their faces the color of pig liver, but they did not dare to refute.
Some monks even looked like they had eaten fly excrement. It seemed that Master Zhang was talking about them.
Feng Hao smiled at Master Zhang of Wudang Mountain and said, "A low-ranking junior from the Cheng family..."
Plop!
When Mr. Cheng heard what Feng Hao said, his legs softened in fright and he sat down on the stool.
Feng Hao turned to look at Cheng Jinnan and said, "What are you doing, elder?"
Cheng Jinnan wiped the sweat from his forehead, his expression turned extremely ugly. As the Holy Master of the Shenmu Clan, Feng Hao was also the Lord of the Great Thousand. Now that he had lowered his status and said that he was a junior member of the Cheng family, wouldn't this be a disgrace to him?
The little guy was almost frightened.
"My spiritual power is not running smoothly for a while. I am getting older... Feng... Cheng Hao, please don't say such things in the future. You are a unique being in the Cheng family, and you are by no means out of place..." Cheng Jinnan said in a panic.
"Feng? Cheng Hao?" Master Zhang of Wudang Mountain murmured softly, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
Duanmu Boyi had always been narrow-minded, but when he saw that Feng Hao had actually been favored by the Holy Mother in the Clouds of Mount Tai and Zhenren Zhang of Wudang Mountain, the murderous intent in his eyes became even stronger.
These two bitter rivals seemed to take a liking to this boy.
Duanmu Boyi raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth, stood up suddenly, and said in a serious tone: "You must have heard that this boy from the Cheng family is very talented. He barely defeated the saint son of our clan, but he was so arrogant that he provoked me.
Immortal Lord, that Immortal Lord fulfilled his proposal and accepted his challenge..."
"Ancestor is mighty!" Duanmu Yang quickly bowed and nodded.
"Shameless old dog!"
"It's so shameless to bully a junior..."
Many elders of the Ancient Cultivation Clan couldn't help but scorn him. They had seen such shameless people, but they had never seen such shameless people to this extent.
With the cultivation level of a Sanxian, accept the challenge of the Nascent Soul Stage monks and use rocks to smash other people's eggs.
Many monks who were good friends with the Cheng family sent messages to Cheng Jinnan, asking him to stop it quickly, but Cheng Jinnan just shook his head with a wry smile.
What did Feng Hao want to do? How could he have the right to intervene? Besides...he also hoped that Feng Hao would take action to punish the old thieves in the world of cultivation.
"Let him go!" Cheng Jinnan said softly.
hiss!
His unintentional words immediately made all the monks in the field take a breath. Was he going to bury the genius of his family?
Your heart is too big!
"Come on, Cheng Hao!"
Cheng Cheng raised the pink fist in his hand to cheer Feng Hao up.
Now the people of the major ancient cultivators are completely convinced by the Cheng family. I really don’t understand why they are willing to let Cheng Hao die. Is it possible that the Cheng family has as many geniuses as dogs?