"Xuan Hui, what are you going to do?" Xuan Qianying's face turned cold as she shouted sharply at the saint in blue.
"I have already said that you cannot leave this place now. Something happened in the Crystal Palace. Senior Brother Xuanluo is checking inside. We will wait until he comes out." The saint in blue named Xuanhui crossed his arms and was channeled.
The aura of the seventh level rose, and the other two saints also inspired their auras, both of which had reached the peak level of the sixth level of psychic realm.
"What does his investigation of the incident have to do with us? Xuan Hui, get out of the way!" Xuan Qianying's face showed anger, and the aura of the sixth level also rose. It was obvious that he was extremely dissatisfied with the obstruction of Xuan Hui and others.
Xuan Hui frowned slightly, "Xuan Qianying, you and I are both the Holy Son of the Xuan Clan, and we don't want to embarrass you. Let's do this. You can leave, but Yi Feng has to stay. You have also seen that Yi Feng before
In the main hall, something happened in the main hall, and if the senior officials of the Xuan clan investigate it, none of us will be able to escape the blame, and someone must take the responsibility."
"Don't even think about it, you guys..." Xuan Qianying was about to say again when he was pulled back by Yi Feng beside him.
"Miss Qianying, let me do it." Yi Feng said lightly, looking at Xuan Hui and the others, "If I want to leave, do you think you can really stop me?"
"Haha..." Hearing Yi Feng's words, Xuanhui and the others couldn't help but laugh, their expressions not concealing their sarcasm at all.
"Yi Feng, I know you are an outside genius, but you underestimate me, the Holy Son of the Xuan Clan, now. You are only at the third level of psychic realm, do you still want to fight against us?"
Xuan Hui is at the seventh level of psychic realm, and the other two saints have also reached the sixth level of psychic realm. They simply don't believe that Yi Feng can fight against them.
It's a pity that they don't know about Xuan Hong, otherwise, they wouldn't despise Yi Feng so much.
"It doesn't matter, I just improved my strength and it's time to test it!" Yi Feng shook his head helplessly. As soon as he finished speaking, his figure turned into an afterimage and rushed towards Xuan Hui.
"What a fast speed!" Xuan Hui's eyes narrowed, and the other party was already in front of him. This speed shocked him.
However, Xuan Hui is a disciple on the Xuan Clan's Saint List after all, and his strength is extraordinary. He reacted almost instantly, raised his arm, and a yellow light appeared in his palm, containing a powerful momentum, and shot directly at Yi Feng.
Although he did not go all out, Xuan Hui did not believe that a person in the third level of psychic realm could fight against him.
The other two looked like they were watching a good show. The difference of four levels was almost insurmountable. They wanted to see Yi Feng's miserable end.
But the result was destined to disappoint them.
The moment Xuan Hui took action, Yi Feng's fist fell on Xuan Hui's body.
Bang!
With a muffled sound, Xuan Hui flew backwards three feet away, blood sprayed all over the ground from his mouth, and he was seriously injured.
"Do you want to stop me even with such poor strength? Is this what we call overestimating one's own capabilities?" Yi Feng looked at Xuan Hui, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.
"This...how is this possible?"
Xuan Hui only felt the aura in his body was turbulent and his meridians were damaged, and his face couldn't help but look horrified. Four levels apart, he was seriously injured by the opponent's move. This kind of strength far exceeded his own, but how could this be possible? He was the Holy Son of the Xuan Clan.
If placed in the outside world, he can challenge outside geniuses beyond the second or third level.
The other two saints were also stiff, with shocked faces, and looked at Yi Feng with a hint of fear. The opponent's strength made them feel scared.
The only person who was least surprised by Yi Feng's performance was Xuan Qianying, because she knew what happened to Xuan Hong.
Xuan Hong is the Holy Son of the eighth level of psychic realm, ranking fifth on the Holy List. Even so, Yi Feng also seriously injured Xuan Hong. Yi Feng is naturally stronger than Xuan Hui.
Xuan Hui got up with difficulty and took a healing pill. His pale face regained some color, but he knew that the injuries in his body would not recover for a while, and it was impossible to keep Yi Feng.
matter.
"Yi Feng, if the incident in the Crystal Palace is really related to you, the Xuan clan will not let you go." Xuan Hui said with a gloomy face, but did not dare to stop Yi Feng.
"What does the incident in the Crystal Palace have to do with me?" Yi Feng didn't care at all about the harsh words Xuan Hui left, and said calmly, "Miss Qianying, let's go."
The two of them came to the square portal together, entered it, and disappeared.
Just a moment after the two disappeared, an angry Xuan Luo walked out of the door of the Crystal Palace.
"Xuan Hui, where are they?" Xuan Luo looked around. Only Xuan Hui and the other three were left in the square, but Yi Feng and Xuan Qianying were missing. Xuan Luo's face immediately became gloomy.
Xuan Hui came to Xuan Luo with a dejected look on his face, "They have left here. This Yi Feng is too strong, so I didn't keep him."
"Trash, you are also a saint son on the holy list, but you can't stop a junior at the third level of psychic realm. If this matter is spread back to the sect, will you still be embarrassed?" Xuan Luo scolded sternly without any politeness.
, this made Xuanhui and the others feel bitter to say it. Who would have thought that an outside disciple would have such a powerful leapfrog strength? Can they be blamed for this?
"Senior brother, is the incident in the Crystal Palace really related to Yi Feng?" Xuan Hui changed the topic and asked aloud.
A trace of ferocity flashed across Xuan Luo's face, "There is no longer any breath of basalt stone in the main hall. It must have been taken away by Yi Feng. Let's stop them now. This basalt stone must not be obtained by outside disciples." After that,
Xuan Luo's figure flashed and rushed into the teleportation portal, followed closely by Xuan Hui and others.
Just after the four people left, the entire Crystal Palace began to become illusory and eventually disappeared, along with the square teleportation array.
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There is a forest in the middle of Qianhan Island, and a circle of beaches on the edge. At this time, Yi Feng and Xuan Qianying have already appeared on one of the beaches.
"Yi Feng, do you really plan to exchange this basalt stone for mission points?" Xuan Qianying turned to Yi Feng and asked.
"Yes, if I can get 30,000 points, I can reach 100,000 points and redeem the status of a Golden Emblem disciple." Yi Feng nodded. The Golden Emblem disciples are no different from formal disciples and can freely enter and exit the Xuan Clan's residence.
This can also bring you closer to your goals.
"Actually, thirty thousand points is a lot, but for you, you can also get it in a short time by doing other tasks, and there is only one basalt stone, which contains the breath of the basalt beast. If you can understand the power of basalt, you will get
I'm afraid the benefits will be even greater when the time comes." Xuan Qianying said slowly, with a somewhat complicated tone. Although the basalt stone was a task issued by the Xuan clan, she didn't want Yi Feng to hand over the basalt stone because she knew that the basalt stone itself would be worth more than 30,000 points.