Chapter 5229

The afterwaves rolled into air waves and quickly spread out.

The air waves rolled, and some of the weak cultivation in the distance were directly overturned.

Chen Feng stood where he was, looking at ease.

The elder Peng on the opposite side held the Star River to beat the whip, but his face was quite ugly.

As the leader of Xinghe sword sect, I can't even beat a disciple!

Put it anywhere, it will make his face pale!

He stared fiercely at Chen Feng in front of him, and no longer left any backhand.

Without reservation, pour all the power of the stars into the galaxy to beat the whip.

Boss Peng shouted, and the star whip in his hand was radiant, quickly locking the target in the direction of Chen Feng.

"Fight!"

With this angry cry, the Star River's whip turned into a flash of lightning and rushed in the direction of Chen Feng.

It broke through the air and came at an incredible speed.

Chen Feng watched the light appear in front of him in an instant, his pupils suddenly contracted, and immediately crossed the broken knife block.

Bang——

With the sound almost like metal collision, Peng Changlao's face in front of him was instantly defeated!

A mouth, blood spurted out.

All the strength of the whole body was hollowed out. As soon as his legs were soft, he knelt down on one knee and fell to the ground.

But there was a triumphant smile on his face.

"Haha... Haha, it's useless. With your broken knife, you can't stop the Star River from beating the whip."

"My whip can beat you half paralyzed for at least half a month."

Elder Peng stretched out his hand to summon two disciples, smiled and said, "you, get them out of here."

At this time, his eyes turned to the direction of Chen Feng's whip.

The smile on his face suddenly froze on his face.

"This... This is impossible!"

In his sight, Chen Feng, who should have been beaten to the ground by that whip, was dying.

At this moment, he stood in place intact and walked slowly towards him.

What's going on?

Impossible!

Elder Peng's face changed again and again, and he couldn't imagine how Chen Feng did it.

Even if Chen Feng's cultivation strength is strong, he just used up all his cultivation to whip down and hit Chen Feng directly.

It's absolutely enough to make Chen Feng fall to the ground and can't get up for a long time.

Just now, he saw clearly that Chen Feng had only time to raise the broken knife block.

Just a broken knife, how can it defeat the Star River to fight God

Elder Peng's eyes are straight!

He saw that Chen Feng's hand was still holding the broken knife tightly.

Broken knife, intact!

"This is impossible!"

Elder Peng shouted out.

Of course, he couldn't believe it. Everyone present, except Chen Feng, couldn't believe it.

As a treasure in the criminal law Hall of Xinghe sword sect, it was blocked by such a seemingly ugly broken knife!

Only Chen Feng understood.

The predecessor of the broken knife in his hand is a magnificent Qingqiu Tianjian!

And inside it, there is a complete Qingqiu sword soul transformed from Qingqiu sword soul.

Xinghe whip is really powerful. If it is really thrown at Chen Feng, maybe he will suffer a lot.

But under the block of the broken knife, the power of the whip that finally fell on him has been removed by 90%.

The remaining layer, with Chen Feng's strong mental strength and physical strength, is basically painless.

Looking at Chen Feng walking slowly, elder Peng realized for the first time that Chen Feng's ability was far beyond his expectation!

Behind him, all the disciples who had just accused Chen Feng dared not fart at the moment.

The scene was silent and the needle fell.

Chen Feng came to them and looked quite serious with an expressionless face.

He glanced at elder Peng and all the disciples of Xinghe sword sect behind him, and there was no brotherhood in his cold eyes.

"Get out."

set the tune with one beat of the gong -- give the final word.

Elder Peng could only leave with the help of two disciples and the disciples who had just entered the foothold of Xinghe sword sect.

Like a group of mice in distress.

After leaving the foothold specially arranged for Xinghe sword sect, the faces of several disciples suddenly collapsed.

They looked at elder Peng.

"Elder Peng, what shall we do now?"

Among the disciples, some of them looked at elder Peng's face, which was already a little ugly.

They began to think that it was the fault of Peng Changlao and his fellow disciples who provoked Chen Feng that they were also involved in driving them out of their places.

Peng Wujue slightly recovered some accomplishments and stretched out his hand to swing.

"No harm, come with me."

With that, he took a bunch of disciples of Xinghe sword sect to another foothold not far away.

The exquisite doorplate is engraved with the word "Yi Jia".

Elder Peng knocked on the door very politely.

"Yi second childe, Xinghe sword sect has something to ask."

Yi Zhiguang had previously settled in the city of stars in order to join the Xinghe sword sect and go to the jade crushing conference.

However, after all, the Yi family is the Yi family, a branch of the ancient Yu family.

Therefore, the responsible party of the jade crushing conference also arranged the residence of Yi Zhiguang separately in great detail.

The closed door opens.

Elder Peng turned around, let the people behind him wait outside the door, and walked in by himself.

Yi Zhiguang is sitting in the front hall at the moment, leisurely drinking tea on the table.

Seeing Peng Changlao coming in with a weak face, his eyebrows and eyes were slightly raised.

"What's the matter with elder Peng? Is it because he was driven out by the disciple named Chen Feng of your sect?"

It has to be said that the second childe of the Yi family is quite sharp in this regard, and he doesn't mean to be polite at all.

Peng Wujue had no fig leaf at all in front of him.

He could only nod his head and simply told Yi Zhiguang what had just happened.

"I see."

Yi Zhiguang put down his tea cup and listened to the whole process without joy or sorrow, making people unable to see his true emotions.

Peng Wujue felt a little uneasy.

After all, Xinghe sword sect and Yi family quickly came to be friendly.

Therefore, it will be arranged to let the light of Yi join their Xinghe sword sect team and participate in the jade crushing conference at that time.

But I didn't expect that such unexpected things would happen when the conference was about to begin.

"Elder Peng need not worry."

Yi Zhiguang stood up, and his tone was always casual, confident and calm.

"Please let those disciples outside the door in. I have a better way to do this."

Speaking of this, Yi Zhiguang's eyes unconsciously showed a confident smile:

"Maybe it will be easier to win the championship than joining the Xinghe sword sect!"

Seeing Yi Zhiguang's performance like this, Peng Wujue felt a meal in his heart, and then hurriedly laughed and congratulated in advance. Then he came to the door and asked the disciples of Xinghe sword sect who were standing outside to hurry in.