Chapter 5227

Name:A Paragon of Wuhun Author:洛城东
Before leaving, Zhai changzun looked at Chen Feng and his party.

"You just arrived today. Do you know where you live?"

Chen Feng looked back at Jiang Yunxi.

Jiang Yunxi shook her head, "we are also looking for it."

Seeing their reaction, Zhai changzun gave a "sure enough" response.

"The rest of Xinghe sword sect is in the mountain pavilions."

With that, he glanced sideways at one of his wasteland guards: "you take them over."

The selected waishenwei stepped out and nodded yes.

Then, looking at Chen Feng and others, "come with me."

Behind the huge square is the rolling mountains.

After experiencing the development of martial artists, this relatively flat mountain range was shaped into a residence for people to settle down and rest.

Because it was built on the continuous mountains, later people passed it on from ear to ear and gradually called it the mountain Pavilion.

The mountain pavilions are extremely large.

Although it is not as magnificent and magnificent as the nearby fairy mountain, its twists and turns are also quite time-consuming and laborious.

Chen Feng and his party followed the wild God guard, and it took a lot of time to finally reach their foothold.

"Disciples of Xinghe sword sect, rest here."

"I will patrol around here. If you have anything, you can contact me directly."

The wild God guard said that, turned and left, crisp.

Chen Feng and others looked at the facade where they settled.

It is engraved with the words "Xinghe sword sect", which looks quite humanized.

Walking inside, the view is spacious and bright.

Although not comparable to those luxurious and exquisite luxury residences, it is also clean and elegant.

Enter the room, go through the front hall, and bypass the screen wall.

You can see several independent wing rooms located in the mountains and forests behind.

These wing rooms are similar in that they are intimately equipped with a soul gathering array.

It is convenient for every cultivator to practice daily.

Chen Feng looked around and casually said, "it seems that we have to arrive some time earlier than the others of the Xinghe sword sect."

The entire foothold of Xinghe sword sect is empty, and there is no breath of people living there.

Chen Feng, Jiang Yunxi and que Yuanzhou brothers are not picky and extravagant people.

Naturally, I have no opinion about such an arrangement.

We each chose a wing room for a rest.

In the evening, the sky outside has basically dimmed.

Just as Chen Feng and others were meditating and practicing in their wings, a noisy voice suddenly sounded outside.

"... well, choose your own wing room."

"Next, you can keep your energy and prepare for the next jade crushing conference."

The voice of the middle-aged man outside is quite strange.

Chen Feng walked out of the wing room and saw another star elder of Xinghe sword sect.

"Where is elder yuan?"

He opened his mouth and asked.

Seeing Chen Feng's face, the new star elder suddenly turned extremely ugly.

His tone was very bad, blurted out: "elder yuan? Do you have the face to ask?"

"If it weren't for you, who caused trouble everywhere, how could elder yuan be seriously injured by the people of the beast God sect and have to return to the Xinghe sword sect!"

Hearing the news, Chen Feng's heart moved.

Unexpectedly, elder yuan was seriously injured by Xia haochu's sneak attack.

"Relying on Xia haochu's cultivation strength alone, it should not be..."

"Unless... Some treasure is used."

"Yes, as a famous true disciple of the beast God sect, Xia haochu should have a lot of treasure in his hands."

Chen Feng thought to himself.

Chen Feng is quite fond of elder yuan.

After all, under the circumstances at that time, elder yuan did not choose to stand idly by like other disciples.

On the contrary, if he hadn't taken the initiative to entangle Xia haochu.

I'm afraid that Chen Feng and his family couldn't have had a chance to escape at that time.

All opportunities after that no longer exist.

Hearing that elder yuan was seriously injured, but his life was safe, Chen Feng felt a little relieved.

However, he can't wait to speak again.

In front of him, the newly replaced elder of stars has appeared in front of Chen Feng.

He looked at Chen Feng's face was extremely ugly, like looking at some enemy, and came up with a scolding.

"Chen Feng, in addition to knowing how to make trouble, what else can you do?"

"We came all the way here just now, but we all heard what you did!"

"Tut Tut, do I have to tell you something about Haosheng?"

"You also arrived a few hours earlier than us. Unexpectedly, you killed yuan shuizhuo, one of the six eldest sons, Yuan Changfeng's younger brother!"

"Well, I'll offend everyone directly."

"At that time, the whole Xinghe sword sect will pay for what you have done!"

Looking at the angry and scolding elder of the stars in front of him.

Chen Feng turned his head and looked at Jiang Yunxi who also heard the movement.

"Who is he?"

The scene was silent for a moment.

The disciples of Xinghe sword sect standing behind the star elder didn't know how to react for a moment.

Chen Feng's arrogant attitude to ridicule, even the elder stars are not in the eye.

But think about it carefully, Chen Feng has always been like this.

I have never been polite to any elder.

However, the eyes they looked at Chen Feng were also quite bad.

All the way, as long as you know that they are from Xinghe sword sect, all the eyes around you look at them together.

Then, I mentioned that there was a disciple named Chen Feng. How about him.

But after coming forward and asking, I learned that the four of Chen Feng had arrived a few hours earlier than them.

As soon as we arrived at the reception square of the broken jade conference, everyone knew about it.

This made them quite unhappy.

On the one hand, he hated Chen Feng for making trouble for Xinghe sword sect.

On the other hand, he was quite dissatisfied that all the limelight had been exposed by Chen Feng alone.

Now, everyone knows that xinghejian sent a strong disciple named Chen Feng.

Jiang Yunxi and que Yuanzhou brothers came to Chen Feng and looked at the disciples and elders of Xinghe sword sect who came from the front hall.

"This is the apprentice of the chief elder of the criminal law hall, elder Peng Wujue."

Jiang Yunxi knew many people. Seeing the angry middle-aged man in front of him, he quickly revealed his identity.

Peng Wujue? Disciple of the chief elder of the criminal law temple?

Chen Feng only felt that these two terms sounded familiar, and he didn't know where he had heard them.

Suddenly, he remembered.

"Who is it for you?"

Chen Feng burst out a fierce light in his eyes and stabbed elder Peng, who spattered in front of him.

Many people on the scene have heard of the assessment that Chen Feng just got started.

After all, there are very few disciples who come to participate in the assessment. Before becoming a formal disciple, he forced the deacon of Xinghe sword sect to death and forced the elder to break his arm.