At the late Mahayana senior brother's shout, a group of monks rushed towards Chen Feng and others with great momentum, as if Chen Feng and the others were a huge piece of fat, and everyone wanted to take a bite.

"Wait a minute!" Chen Feng suddenly stretched out his palm, as if there was a powerful magic power, which actually made the monks stand on the spot.

"What else do you have to say?" The late Mahayana senior's face was gloomy. Just now, he didn't understand why he had to stop. It was as if he had received an instruction subconsciously, which made him stop involuntarily.

"I ask you, why do you want to arrest us without asking any questions?" Chen Feng's voice was slightly angry: "I made it very clear, I am from the Dan Palace."

"Hmph, who knows if you are lying!" The senior brother of the late Mahayana sneered: "These days, how many people sneak into Qingyun Mountain in the name of Dan Palace disciples? Maybe you are spies of the Heaven and Earth Sect!"

"At least, you should verify it carefully. Fighting will inevitably lead to casualties. If I were really from Dan Palace, wouldn't you have killed a good person by mistake?" Chen Feng's tone became colder and colder. Obviously, the remarks of this late Mahayana senior brother did not matter.

Can't satisfy him.

"So what if we kill the Dan Palace disciples by mistake? There are so many Dan Palace disciples, what does it matter if there are a few less?" After hearing Chen Feng's words, the late Mahayana senior brother smiled coldly: "These days, we also kill by mistake.

You must be a disciple of Shao Dan Palace!"

"Hmph!" After hearing this, Chen Feng's anger burst out: "This is the Dan Palace, who allowed you to do that?"

The people standing behind Chen Feng felt Chen Feng's angry aura, and their expressions were solemn. Chen Feng usually does not get angry easily, but if he does, it will definitely be earth-shattering.

"What a joke, do I need other people's consent to do things in Longmen?" The late Mahayana man laughed wildly: "If the Dan Palace can't refine the magic-breaking elixir, who will care about his life and death?"

"I understand!" Chen Feng suddenly chuckled.

"Why are you laughing?" the late Mahayana senior brother asked with a ferocious expression.

"You are laughing at your own death!" Chen Feng said softly, but saw countless filaments quietly shooting out from Chen Feng's body, silently but extremely fast.

In the blink of an eye, the group of monks were all breathless, and everyone was covered in blood. The blood was like a string of broken pearls, rolling down continuously.

"hiss--"

Jianyi and the other three all took a breath. As sword cultivators, they can best understand the extraordinary nature of Chen Feng's attack just now. Those bursts of thin threads are actually powerful sword energy that can easily penetrate the mountain. In this way.

The three of them can condense the powerful sword energy, but Chen Feng can't do it with such ease. Moreover, looking at Chen Feng's appearance, the move just now was done casually, as if he was drinking water.

So simple.

"Let's go. It seems that although the Dan Palace has not been broken, it is still in big trouble." Chen Feng took a deep breath and immediately calmed down the anger in his heart.

He didn't even look at the dead monks, but climbed up the stairs, as if every step carried boundless power, making Qingyun Mountain tremble.

This time, he will make a high-profile return and teach those who bully the Dan Palace disciples a painful lesson.

Everyone followed silently, a murderous intention filling their hearts.

Along the way, monks in different costumes were constantly patrolling. It could be seen that these monks belonged to different forces. When they saw Chen Feng and others going up the mountain, they all came forward to ask. Many of the monks heard that Chen Feng

When he claimed to be from the Dan Palace, he showed disdain and even planned to capture Chen Feng and others like the disciple of Longmen.

These people have undoubtedly learned a painful lesson, and this lesson is their lives. Chen Feng has no reservations. Since he wants to make a strong comeback, there must be some blood to pave the way.

But what is gratifying is that there are many monks from the sects who have shown considerable kindness to Chen Feng. Some even want to escort Chen Feng up the mountain to avoid being hurt by other disciples of the sects with malicious intentions. Among these sects, Chen Feng saw

Disciples of the Chaotian Sect. However, because Chen Feng hid his cultivation and had been away from the Chaotian Sect for several years, they did not recognize Chen Feng for a while.

To these disciples of the sect, Chen Feng greeted them pleasantly and did not touch a hair of their hair. However, he did not let anyone escort him, because this mountain road was Chen Feng's test.

Along the way, he kept all the sects in mind.

Finally, when Chen Feng massacred the thirteenth wave of monks, they reached the top of Qingyun Mountain.

On the top of the mountain, there are still the antique buildings. However, compared with the past, this originally relatively quiet place has become extremely noisy. There are voices and silhouettes everywhere.

Because Chen Feng made a clean move, no one knew at this moment that Chen Feng had rushed to the top of the mountain. Many monks just looked at Chen Feng and the others strangely and ignored them. After all, the Dan Palace was a mixed bag at this moment, and they met several unknown people.

It's not a strange thing at all.

"You trash, I asked you to refine a furnace of elixirs, but you failed to refine them for me. Do you know that I spent a lot of time and effort to collect those materials!" Suddenly, there was an angry voice.

The words reached Chen Feng's ears, making Chen Feng's eyes instantly turn cold.

Turning around, I saw a monk scolding an Alchemy Palace disciple while punching and kicking him.

The monk who beat people was quite strong and was actually a Two-Tribulation Loose Immortal.

Chen Feng also immediately recognized the person who was beaten. This person turned out to be Fu Yuan's disciple Zhang Zhi!

After watching a good show, many monks gathered around with different expressions. Some of them had expressions of intolerance, while others were indifferent. Most of them even burst into cheers. They commented and made constant noises.

The Sanxian who beat people worked even harder.

Fortunately, Sanxian just wanted to teach Zhang Zhi a lesson and did not use any real energy. Otherwise, Zhang Zhi would have died long ago.

Furious, Chen Feng strode forward, intending to teach the beating Sanxian a painful lesson.

However, before Chen Feng could get closer, an angry sound could be heard.

A woman in white clothes suddenly appeared, and in a blink of an eye she was in front of Zhang Zhi, forcing the attacking Sanxian back.

Being forced to retreat by a woman, the Sanxian's face suddenly showed a look of dissatisfaction: "Who I thought it was, it turned out to be Xinglou's Suxin. Why, you Xinglou have to intervene again to protect the Dan Palace?"

Are these rubbish guys gone?"

Hearing the Sanxian yelling at the Dan Palace disciples one after another, the anger in Chen Feng's heart grew stronger and stronger, and a powerful murderous intention filled his heart.
Chapter completed!