Chapter 137

"Three treasures, one less." Someone shouted.

"Old man can count up." Then an old friar with gray hair said.

Chen Feng's sword, magic Ji's spear and evil moon cave master took out a small seal, which was square and dark with a frightening luster.

"Turn the sky and print." Maggie's voice was a little surprised.

"Miss Moji has good eyesight." The evil moon cave master smiled.

"It's amazing that the cave master can refine this magic weapon." Mo Ji said faintly and recovered her initial calm again.

"I got it by accident. Although it is damaged, it can play the power of a treasure." The evil moon cave master smiled.

As for the old man with a gray beard, he took out a steel needle a foot long. It was silver and shining, emitting a sharp light. Especially at the tip of the needle, there was a constant air jet, which was beyond the sharpness.

Looking at this steel needle, the main pupil of evil moon cave shrank, obviously recognizing the origin of this steel needle.

"It's actually a burning sun needle. I didn't expect that such an expert still exists. I'm careless." The evil moon cave Lord sank his voice.

"Each other." The old monk said with a faint smile. His eyes were full of laughter. It seemed that he didn't pay attention to the evil moon cave master.

The four treasures were gathered together, and the powerful pressure caused the people around to retreat. Their faces changed. Unexpectedly, there were so many treasures hidden among the people.

"Hey, boy, your cultivation is too weak. I'm afraid you can't exert all the power of this treasure." At this time, the romantic gentleman smiled and said, as if he had forgotten what had just happened.

"Oh, what do you want to say?" Chen Feng smiled.

"Now there are many crises. It's time for everyone to work together. I think it's better for you to take out the treasure and let the Taoist friends with advanced cultivation control it. In this way, we can give full play to our strongest strength. After we get out of trouble, we will naturally return the treasure to you." The romantic gentleman sneered.

"Fart, why don't you give the magic weapon to others?" Ruta couldn't help scolding.

"I don't have a treasure. The only magic weapon I can take out has been destroyed. Of course, if I have a treasure, I will take it out selflessly." The romantic gentleman smiled lightly.

"Yes, what the romantic gentleman said is reasonable. Now we are in common trouble. It is time to work together. The strongest friars should use this treasure."

"I also agree with the proposal."

"Fine steel should be used on the blade. Besides, it's not that I won't give it back to you." The crowd began to agree.

The cultivation world is the cruelest place. When these friars saw that little friar Chen Feng had a treasure, they had long been greedy. If they hadn't had some scruples, I'm afraid someone would have taken it.

Jealousy, greed, these natures will not disappear as long as there are human beings. When you see a romantic husband picking things up, naturally someone is happy to add fuel to the fire.

"Romantic husband, you are looking for death." Ye Ziming shouted coldly. Tao Shan's five heroes didn't speak, but they came forward to show their support. In addition, some monks who had just received Chen Feng's protection also showed a look of contempt on their faces. However, it is estimated that these people didn't speak to the romantic gentleman and the evil moon cave master.

As for Maggie, her face was flat, and there was no sign of it. The flower guards around her looked like they were watching the excitement.

Chen Feng stretched out his hand to stop the angry Luta and ye Ziming, and then said with a faint smile: "Oh, really, there's some truth in your words, but I don't know who can control my sword."

After Chen Feng's words, Haoran Zhengang sword took off and flew. In the middle of the air, it kept circling. A trace of sword Qi kept shooting out, making a hissing sound in the middle of the air, which seemed to cut off the space.

Everyone didn't expect Chen Feng to use this skill. All the monks who had just coaxed stopped talking. No one dared to say more. After all, this is a treasure. If you cut it on yourself, it's not fun.

"Why, no one came forward?" Chen Feng sneered and glanced at the people. The power of Haoran Zhengang sword became stronger on the ground. Under the agitation of the sword, the hard ground burst open. At the same time, a strong idea was revealed from it. Some close monks looked shocked and kept retreating.

"The idea of monk tianrenjing seems that this boy is not simple. It must be a treasure refined by the elders of the school to protect him." The old man hiding behind Maggie said slowly.

"Really, I also see that this young man is not simple. I'm afraid there are few geniuses who condense the soul fire from the first layer of the secret realm. Moreover, in just a few days, he has broken through to the second layer of the secret realm, and can refine and integrate the treasure into his body. If there are no experts behind it, I don't believe it first." Morgie whispered faintly.

"The boy has a background." Not only did Moji feel the strong man's idea in the Haoran Zhengang sword, but the evil moon cave master, the old friars and the people with high accomplishments on the scene deeply felt the strong man's breath, and looked at Chen Feng's eyes again.

Shua!

Haoran Zhengang sword quickly flew to the head of one of the friars, shrouded with sword Qi and wrapped the man in it.

This is a fifth level monk in a secret place. He has reached the level of micro cultivation, while Chen Feng has only reached the level of micro cultivation.

This is the man who was the first to respond to the words provoked by the romantic husband just now, but now under the cover of Chen Feng's sword Qi, he is scared to sweat all over and dare not move, for fear that he will touch the sword Qi around and stir himself into pieces.

"Can you control this treasure?" Chen Feng asked faintly.

"No, no, I didn't mean that. Spare your life." The friar finally screamed with fear.

"Don't talk nonsense without this meaning. If you can cultivate to this level, the time in the cultivation world is not short. How can you be so bad?" Chen Feng sneered, then flicked his fingers, and the sword Qi enveloping the other party immediately staggered in the middle.

"Ah! Spell it." As soon as the monk saw Chen Feng's hands, his body erupted into the strongest strength under the stimulation of death's fear. A small flying sword drilled out of his body and collided with the surrounding sword light. At the same time, layers of thick vigorous air covers also quickly formed around his body, just like an iron wall, which can block any attack.

"Die!"

Chen Feng whispered. The sword light kept gushing and blooming. It was only half a breath. Haoran Zhengang sword stopped the attack. At this time, the friar was forced to use the gang gas cover around his body, and the flying sword sacrificed was turned into a pile of broken iron pieces. As for the friar, he was cut into seven or eight sections, and he couldn't die anymore.

Shua!

Haoran Zhengang sword once again burst into dazzling light. Some monks who had just spoken were scared and quickly hid in the distance for fear of being attacked by Chen Feng.

Chen Feng's mind moved. Haoran Zhengang sword galloped towards the romantic husband. It was full of fierce killing intention and breath. People with a clear eye knew that Chen Feng was determined to kill the romantic husband, and hid one after another to watch the excitement.

In the face of Chen Feng's strong attack, the romantic gentleman's face changed, and then quickly hid behind the evil moon cave master. Haoran Zhengang sword didn't stop. It circled directly at the two people, and the sword light wrapped the evil moon cave master together.

"This boy is so fierce that he dares to attack the evil moon cave master. I heard that this man is about to break through heaven and man?" There were whispers around.

"What, it's about to break through the realm of heaven and man. Is this true or false? If it's true, there's another expert in the world, even those immortal sects should pay attention to it."

"I can't be wrong. I also heard that the evil moon cave master entered the ninth floor of the secret place many years ago."

In the face of Chen Feng's attack, the evil moon cave leader smiled and was moved. The sky turning seal in his hand was thrown fiercely. The palm sized sky turning seal quickly became larger and became ten feet around. It was like a hill. He suppressed it head-on against the Haoran Zhengang sword. With the pressure of sky turning seal, air currents not only surged, but also ran around under the powerful pressure, Crisscross cracks began to appear on the ground, and the air tens of feet around was squeezed clean, forming a vacuum zone. Strong air waves broke the towering trees not far away.

Pop, pop, pop!

Suddenly there was a loud noise around Haoran Zhengang sword, and Chen Feng's face became very dignified. Chen Feng felt strong pressure. You know, Chen Feng and Haoran Zhengang sword were connected and integrated into one. At this time, he felt that a mountain peak was suppressed against him, and the powerful pressure emitted when the mountain peak fell locked him, You can't dodge at all.

"What a powerful pressure. The level of this sky turning seal must be higher than my Haoran Zhengang sword." At the same time, the second sea of knowledge newly opened by Chen Feng also began to erupt like a tsunami, and the powerful mysterious energy continued to flow into the Haoran Zhengang sword, which increased the power of this treasure again

Hiss, hiss, hiss!

Haoran Zhengang sword continued to shoot out sword Ganges condensed into essence, forming the potential of a cage. It quickly rotated and cut, and small cracks suddenly appeared in the solidified space around. Under the impact of a large amount of strong Qi, Chen Feng immediately felt relieved. Haoran Zhengang sword turned into a streamer, just like a swimming fish jumping out of the sea and falling quickly in Chen Feng's palm.

Boom!

A dull noise hit the ground. It was like a magnitude-12 earthquake. The soil kept flying. There were deep cracks on the ground, which spread hundreds of meters away. The nearby monks were turned upside down, and even one monk fainted directly by the strong wave.

Fantian seal rushed out of the soil and circled in mid air, waiting for the opportunity to attack again. On the ground, there was a huge hole in four directions with a depth of more than ten feet.