At the loud shout from the senior brother in the late Mahayana stage, a group of cultivators rushed towards Chen Feng and the others aggressively, as if Chen Feng and the others were a huge piece of fat meat that everyone wanted to take a bite of.
"Wait!" Chen Feng suddenly stretched out his hand, as if with a powerful magical power, which made those monks stand still.
"What else do you have to say?" The senior brother in the late Mahayana stage had a gloomy face. He didn't understand why he had to stop just now. It was as if he had received a command in his subconscious mind, which made him stop involuntarily.
"I ask you, why do you want to arrest us without asking any questions?" Chen Feng said angrily, "I have made it very clear that I am from Dan Palace."
“Humph, who knows if you are lying!” The senior brother in the late Mahayana stage sneered, “These days, there are not many people who sneak into Qingyun Mountain in the name of Dan Palace disciples. Perhaps, you are spies of Tiandi Sect!”
"At least, you should verify it carefully. There are bound to be casualties in a fight. If I am really from the Dan Palace, then you have killed a good man by mistake!" Chen Feng's tone became colder and colder. Obviously, the remarks of this late Mahayana senior brother did not satisfy him.
"So what if we killed a Dan Palace disciple by mistake? There are so many Dan Palace disciples, what does it matter if a few are missing?" Hearing Chen Feng's words, the late Mahayana senior brother smiled coldly: "These days, we have also killed quite a few Dan Palace disciples by mistake!"
"Humph!" Chen Feng's face exploded with anger after hearing this: "This is Dan Palace, who allowed you to do that?"
The people standing behind Chen Feng felt Chen Feng's angry aura, and their faces became solemn. Chen Feng usually doesn't get angry easily, but if he gets angry, it will definitely be earth-shattering.
"What a joke! Do we need others' approval to do things at Longmen?" The late Mahayana cultivator laughed wildly. "If Dan Palace wasn't able to refine the Devil Breaking Pill, who would care about his life or death?"
"I understand!" Chen Feng suddenly chuckled.
"What are you laughing at?" asked the senior brother in the late Mahayana stage with a grim expression.
"You are just looking for your own death!" Chen Feng said softly, but saw countless fine threads quietly shooting out from Chen Feng's body, silently but extremely fast.
In the blink of an eye, the group of monks lost all their breath, and each of them was covered with blood, which was rolling down like a string of broken pearls.
"hiss-"
Jian Yi and the other two took a deep breath. As sword cultivators, they could best appreciate the extraordinaryness of Chen Feng's move. Those waves of fine threads were actually powerful sword energy that could easily penetrate a mountain. Such a powerful sword energy could be condensed by the three of them, but it was impossible for Chen Feng to do it with ease. Moreover, judging from Chen Feng's appearance, the move just now was done casually, as if it was as simple as drinking water.
"Let's go. It seems that although the Dan Palace has not been destroyed, it is in big trouble." Chen Feng took a deep breath and immediately calmed down the anger in his heart.
He did not even look at the dead monks, but climbed up the stairs, as if every step he took carried boundless power, making Qingyun Mountain tremble.
This time, he would return in a high profile and teach those who had oppressed the disciples of Dan Palace a painful lesson.
Everyone followed silently, a murderous intent filling their hearts.
Along the way, there were monks in different costumes patrolling. It was obvious that these monks belonged to different forces. When they saw Chen Feng and his companions going up the mountain, they all came forward to ask questions. Many of the monks showed disdain when they heard Chen Feng claim to be from the Dan Palace, and some even planned to capture Chen Feng and his companions like the Longmen disciple.
These people have undoubtedly received a painful lesson, and this lesson is their lives. Chen Feng did not hold back at all. If he wanted to return strongly, he would have to pave the way with blood.
However, it was gratifying that many of the monks from the sects showed goodwill to Chen Feng. Some even wanted to escort Chen Feng up the mountain to prevent him from being hurt by the disciples of other sects with bad intentions. Among these sects, Chen Feng saw the disciples of Chaotian Sect. However, because Chen Feng concealed his cultivation and had been away from Chaotian Sect for several years, they did not recognize Chen Feng for a while.
Chen Feng greeted these disciples with a friendly face and did not touch them at all. However, he did not ask anyone to escort him, because this mountain road was a test for Chen Feng.
Along the way, he memorized all the sects.
Finally, when Chen Feng slaughtered the thirteenth wave of monks, they reached the top of Qingyun Mountain.
On the top of the mountain, there are still those quaint buildings. But compared to the past, this originally quiet place has become extremely noisy. There are voices and figures everywhere.
Since Chen Feng's move was so clean and swift, no one knew that Chen Feng had reached the top of the mountain. Many cultivators just looked at Chen Feng and his group strangely and ignored them. After all, the Dan Palace was full of people of all kinds, so it was not strange to meet a few strangers.
"You useless thing, I asked you to refine a furnace of pills, but you failed. Do you know that I collected those materials with great difficulty!" Suddenly, a voice of curse came into Chen Feng's ears, making Chen Feng's eyes instantly cold.
Turning around, I saw a cultivator cursing at a Dan Palace disciple and beating and kicking him.
The cultivator who beat the man was quite powerful, he was actually a second-tribulation immortal.
Chen Feng also recognized the person who was beaten. This person turned out to be Zhang Zhi, a disciple of Fu Yuan!
With a good show to watch, many cultivators gathered around with different expressions. Some of them looked reluctant, some were indifferent, and most of them cheered. They commented and made a fuss, which made the immortal who beat people work harder.
Fortunately, the immortal just wanted to teach Zhang Zhi a lesson and did not use any true energy, otherwise, Zhang Zhi would have died long ago.
Bursting with rage, Chen Feng strode forward, intent on teaching the immortal who had hit him a painful lesson.
However, before Chen Feng got close, an angry voice was heard.
A woman in white suddenly appeared and came in front of Zhang Zhi in a blink of an eye. She forced the immortal who was hitting him back.
Being forced back by a woman, the immortal immediately showed dissatisfaction on his face: "I was wondering who it was, it turned out to be Su Xin from Xinglou. What, are you from Xinglou going to interfere again and protect these useless people from Dan Palace?"
Hearing that immortal calling the Dan Palace disciples trash, Chen Feng became more and more angry, and a strong murderous intent filled his heart.
ps: Chapter 2, I will try to submit Chapter 3 before 12 o'clock!!!