Chapter 1999

Name:A Paragon of Wuhun Author:洛城东
Chapter 1999 ridicule, abuse, provocation!

Then, a clear and bold voice came: "Lao Feng, which gust of wind blew you here?"

Feng Hongyun laughed and said, "this year, several disciples will enter the inner courtyard. First, I'll bring them to step on the mountain to see the situation and let them get familiar with the disciples in the inner courtyard."

In the gate, suddenly there was a purple light, which had been rolling out, like a carpet, extending to Chen Feng and others.

It is about hundreds of meters long and five meters wide. Then, the four people stepped on the purple light.

So, with a brush, the purple light stopped. The next moment, Chen Feng and others had appeared in the hall.

This hall, completely made of a special kind of ferrous metal, looks desolate, simple and grand, without any luxury.

After arriving here, Chen Feng looked up and saw that there was no one above the first seat.

On both sides of the hall, there are dozens of men and women standing, the oldest of whom is no more than 40 years old, generally around 30 years old. They are looking at themselves and others with a look of examination and disdain in their eyes.

Feng Hongyun looked at Chen Feng and others and laughed, "I'm going to catch up with my old friends. Stay here slowly. I'll come back to find you later."

As he said this, his figure flashed. Just disappear and leave Chen Feng here.

As soon as he left, the dozens of inner court disciples in the main hall, who were still somewhat restrained, completely became unscrupulous at this time.

They walked up slowly, looking down at Chen Feng and others with arrogant faces. No, it should be Chen Feng, to be correct.

They are targeting Chen Feng.

A young man in a green robe with a cold and arrogant look walked up to Chen Feng and looked up and down at him. The corner of his mouth was slightly skimmed and his face was full of disdain: "what is it? How can you mix in a waste with only five-star Wu Wang level?"

Many disciples of the inner court whispered and shook their heads: "it's ridiculous that the five-star king can enter the inner court!"

The young man in green robe said with a playful smile in his eyes, "are you Chen Feng?"

Chen Feng nodded, "yes, I am!"

"Hahahaha," the young man in green robes suddenly raised the volume and laughed loudly, "are you the famous waste Chen Feng in the outer courtyard?"

He looked at Chen Feng, disdained, and laughed loudly, "are those people in the outer courtyard blind? They even let you, a waste bitch, enter the inner courtyard?"

Chen Feng took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and said slowly, "I hit it myself!"

"Ha, did you call it yourself?" The young man in green robe sneered, "what kind of garbage are those disciples in the outer courtyard? Even you can't beat them?"

He looked at Chen Feng, tut tut twice, and his face showed a deep sense of disdain: "you're enough waste, I didn't expect them to be more waste than you."

Among the many disciples in the inner court behind him, someone laughed and said, "younger martial Brother Yun, why do you say that? I just saw that Chen Feng is indeed a little weak, but it's a bit too much to say that he is a waste?"

He seemed to speak for Chen Fengfeng, but when he said this, his face showed a thick color of banter.

Obviously, he just cooperated with younger martial Brother Yun to humiliate Chen Feng.

Younger martial Brother Yun laughed, looked back, and said respectfully, "elder martial brother Zhuo, you don't know."

"Chen Feng's strength is extremely low. It's not too bad to say that he is a waste."

"However, it's a little too much to say that he is a waste just because of his strength and status. After all, some people are weak now and can catch up in the future."

"That's right." Those inner courtyard disciples nodded one after another.

"What a pity!" Younger martial Brother Yun laughed and said, "Chen Feng's potential is almost zero. Brothers, brothers, sisters and sisters, do you know that Chen Feng's martial spirit is a waste of martial spirit!"

"What? Waste martial spirit?" Many disciples in the inner courtyard really didn't know this. Hearing this, they were immediately shocked.

And the next moment, this shock turned into a thick scorn and ridicule.

They looked at Chen Feng with contempt on their faces!

"It turned out to be a waste of martial spirit. It's really over. If the cultivation is low now, it's possible to catch up in the future, but if the martial spirit is a waste of martial spirit, it means that the potential is zero, and there can be no hope for a lifetime."

Some people were full of dissatisfaction: "this kind of waste can even enter the inner court, which is an insult to our inner court!"

"That's right!" These people in the inner court looked at Chen Feng, full of hostility and contempt.

At this time, the younger martial Brother Yun laughed and said, "those people in the outer courtyard are blind. Let him enter the inner courtyard, but we are not blind. Let's teach him a lesson at that time."

"Help this younger martial brother practice Kung Fu and improve his accomplishments. Maybe his accomplishments can be greatly increased! Do you think so? Hahahaha."

Hearing this, the inner courtyard disciples were stunned at first, and then burst into a burst of huge laughter.

"Yes," someone rubbed his hands and said expectantly, "I haven't had much competition with people since I entered the inner court!"

"This time, I learned from this younger martial brother. I have increased and his accomplishments have also increased."

They said it was a duel. In fact, they just took the opportunity to teach Chen Feng a lesson, and it was a very vicious lesson.

Ridicule, abuse, provocation, like a tide of crazy rush.

Chen Feng, standing in the crowd like this, bowed his head and said nothing, just like an old monk in peace.

But his trembling hands betrayed his mood at this time.

Chen Feng's anger has burned to the extreme.

He didn't expect that he hadn't stepped into the inner courtyard yet, and that's what greeted him.

In his eyes, there was anger slowly!

Elder martial brother Zhuo, with a long sword on his back and white clothes, looks quite handsome and extraordinary.

Many girls looked at him with admiration.

He walked up to Chen Feng with a proud face, and suddenly took off the long sword behind him, attached to the scabbard, and nodded like Chen Feng.

Chen Feng didn't dodge, because he could see that there was no killing on this sword.

There is no killing opportunity, but there is deep contempt and humiliation.

This long sword with scabbard touched Chen Feng's chest, and then three times.

Elder martial brother Zhuo stared at Chen Feng and said coldly, "Chen Feng, I look at your eyes just now. It seems that I'm not satisfied!"

"I heard that you trash are very restless and can cause trouble when you are outside the yard."

"I warn you, after coming to the inner court, it will not be your world. It is completely different from the outer court. Maybe your strength can start a storm in the outer court, but whoever comes out of the inner court can crush you like an ant!"