Some foreigner disciples poked their heads out.

In Xiaoyue Sect, there is a ranking list for outer disciples.

This Chen Feng, ranked twenty-eight, has reached the ninth level of peak cultivation.

Zhao Feng estimated that the opponent's strength was equal to or slightly stronger than Ye Lingyun's.

Among the new disciples, Xiao Yun, who had the highest level of cultivation, did not dare to challenge Chen Feng.

Under Chen Feng's "obscene power", the few outer disciples reluctantly went to fetch water and wash clothes for him.

"Tsk tsk, I heard that among the new disciples this time, there are two pretty girls, and one of them is a kind of 'princess'."

Chen Feng licked his tongue again.

Soon, he wandered slowly to Princess Yunxiangmeng's residence.

Squeak!

Yun Xiangmeng opened the house, her face was as cold as frost, and she said coldly: "You dare to touch me?"

Chen Feng smiled coquettishly, feeling wary and not daring to provoke Yun Xiangmeng.

As the princess of Xiangyun Kingdom, Yun Xiangmeng is inextricably linked to the middle and high-level people of Xiaoyue Sect.

In addition, Xiao Yun comes from the first hidden family in Xiangyun Kingdom and has connections in the sect.

Even Liu Yue'er, because she has the qualifications of a superior spiritual body, has a higher salary in the outer sect, and even the deacon has a good attitude towards her.

Newcomers with high talent have a lot of room for growth in the future, so Chen Feng also has to think twice about it.

"This Chen Feng is a bully and afraid of the strong."

New disciples hold grudges in their hearts.

Chen Feng did not dare to provoke Xiao Yun, Yun Xiangmeng, and Liu Yue'er, but he was unscrupulous towards other newcomers.

Zhao Feng looked at all this with cold eyes and did not interfere.

That night, Zhao Feng and others checked in at the outer gate.

Late at night, these teenagers were very excited and could not easily fall asleep.

Zhao Feng simply sat cross-legged and practiced the "Silver Wall Technique" and "Returning Qi Technique", and began to understand the "Four Winds Style" in his mind.

To this day, Zhao Feng has understood most of the "Four Wind Styles" and more than 70-80% of the third style, "Residual Wind Style".

He even tried the fourth style "Gale Wind Style". The artistic conception and power of this style were so powerful that Zhao Feng felt terrible just by feeling it.

The residual wind style pursues the ultimate cutting edge and targets single targets.

The gale style pursues the kind of violence that wreaks havoc and destroys everything.

Early the next morning, Zhao Feng woke up from meditation, stretched and walked out of the room.

"Boy! Wash my shoes and socks."

A domineering voice came.

Zhao Feng took a look and saw that the person coming was none other than "Chen Feng", who ranked twenty-eighth in the outer sect.

Chen Feng's tone was cold, with a kind of domineering tone that could not be rejected.

He threw a pair of stinky socks and shoes in front of Zhao Feng's door, turned around and left, seemingly determined to get Zhao Feng.

In fact, when Chen Feng bullied the newcomers, he basically found out their ins and outs.

For example, Zhao Feng has ordinary qualifications and low cultivation. Chen Feng is not worried at all that he will retaliate against him in the future.

"Does this guy really think he's got me?"

Zhao Feng's face darkened, and with a wave of his hand, a strong strong wind swept away Chen Feng's shoes and socks, turning them into powder.
Chapter completed!