"Here it comes!" A cold light flashed in Chen Feng's eyes.
In Chen Feng's perception, a powerful aura rushed out from a corner of Cangzhou City, and then quickly rushed towards Huichun Hall.
With that aura, who else could it be but the Nine Tribulations Loose Immortal
As expected, the next moment, a powerful pressure descended, and everyone was almost unable to stand. The weaker ones spurted out blood.
"Hmph—" A hint of coldness flashed across Chen Feng's face, and the next moment he shouted angrily: "Hmph, a dignified Nine Tribulations Loose Immortal only knows how to vent his anger on a little cultivator?"
As he growled, a breath of energy emanated from Chen Feng's body.
This momentum is different from the momentum field of a wandering immortal. It is the result of Chen Feng's will. Although it is not as vigorous as that of a wandering immortal, once this momentum comes out, the momentum field of the wandering immortal will also disintegrate.
All of a sudden, everyone felt relieved, and the feeling of oppression and powerlessness just now disappeared.
"What a sharp tongue!" A deep voice rolled in, and then the roof of Huichun Hall collapsed. The beams were actually cracked by the sound.
As the smoke and dust passed, an old man in brown clothes was seen standing in the air, his eyes as sharp as an eagle.
The next moment, his gaze fell on the piece of ice that the Invincible Young Master had transformed into, and it twitched violently a few times.
Chen Feng could feel a strong anger and hatred rising from the immortal in front of him.
"My invincible, who killed you!" The old man in brown clothes' voice shook the sky, like rolling thunder.
"Chen Feng, is this person Tianlong Sanren?" Bai Muxue pulled Chen Feng's sleeve and said with eyes wide open.
"Yes, otherwise, would this Young Master Wudi have two grandfathers?" Chen Feng answered innocently.
"Why did you tell me that Tianlong Sanren was a third-rate immortal? If I had known that he was a Nine Tribulations Immortal, I would never have killed Young Master Wudi." Bai Muxue said in annoyance, with some regret in her eyes.
She regretted it, not because she was afraid of Tianlong Sanren, but because she was afraid that it would bring endless trouble to Chen Feng. After all, although Bai Muxue vaguely knew Chen Feng's strength, she had never really seen it. When Chen Feng killed Ying Yuan, he was practicing in Tiandan Xianfu.
"So what if he's the Nine Tribulations Loose Immortal? The most important thing is that my little Mu Xue is happy. If the Heavenly Dragon Loose Immortal wants to make things difficult for me because of this, I don't mind letting him go to hell!" Chen Feng said confidently in the voice transmission.
The reason for this confidence is not that Chen Feng is arrogant, but that he does have the strength. The strength of Tianlong Sanren is at best comparable to Yang Yaozi. It is not difficult for Chen Feng to defeat him. Even if he wants to kill him, it will only take a little more effort.
"It's you! You are the only one here who carries the icy aura. It must be you who killed my Wudi!" Suddenly, Bai Muxue felt a strong murderous intent enveloping him, and his face turned pale.
"Hmph, it's shameless of you old fellow to bully a weak woman!" Chen Feng would naturally not watch Tianlong Sanren do this, so he stopped and stood in front of Bai Muxue.
"Hmm?" Tianlong Sanren frowned slightly. Why did this young man in front of him, who clearly only had the strength of the late Mahayana period, give him a feeling as deep as the ocean? It seemed as if this man posed a huge threat to him.
"Senior Tianlong, please calm down!" At this moment, a familiar shout came from a distance, and a middle-aged man came flying towards them. It was Yu Qian from the City Lord's Mansion of Cangzhou City.
"It's you?" Tianlong Sanren frowned slightly when he saw Yu Qian: "What are you doing here?"
"Senior, please show some mercy!" Yu Qian arrived in front of Tianlong Sanren in just one sentence. He bowed and saluted, and said in a humble tone: "Senior, this Huichun Hall is an indispensable place for my Cangzhou City. Whether Cangzhou City can defend against the attack of the Tiandi Sect depends on this Huichun Hall."
Tianlong Sanren snorted disdainfully: "So what? Whether Cangzhou can be defended is none of my business."
Yu Qian's face changed slightly, and he looked very embarrassed. He didn't expect that this Tianlong Sanxian in front of him would be so stubborn.
"Amitabha, what a Tianlong, so selfish!" At this moment, another voice was heard, and a strong man appeared above Huichun Hall without anyone noticing.
This powerful man is as powerful as Tianlong Sanren, but he is an old monk wearing a cassock.
"Buddha of Light?" Tianlong Sanren's eyes were stern and unfriendly: "What are you doing here?"
"Amitabha, I am here today to save you." The Buddha of Light chanted a Buddhist name, "This Huichun Hall is a subordinate force of the Dan Palace. Are you going to be an enemy of the Dan Palace?"
"Dan Palace?" Tianlong Sanren was slightly stunned, but his tone became much more serious: "Could it be the Dan Palace in Qingzhou Qingyun Mountain?"
"Do you think there is another Dan Palace in this world?" The Buddha of Light said lightly, but his eyes fell on the people in the Dan Palace.
When his eyes stayed on Chen Feng, Chen Feng smiled faintly, and the Qi Tian Sutra quietly operated. Although it seemed that Chen Feng's cultivation was still in the late Mahayana stage, the previous sharpness had been quietly hidden by him.
The old monk's gaze lingered on Chen Feng for a moment before moving away. Obviously, this Buddha of Light did not notice Chen Feng's extraordinaryness.
"Okay, I can let Huichuntang go this time!" Tianlong Sanren's voice was cold, but it made Yu Qian breathe a sigh of relief.
However, Yu Qian was worried again, and Tianlong Sanren continued, "But my grandson cannot die in vain. Those who killed my grandson must pay with their lives!"
"Senior, you absolutely cannot do that!" Yu Qian immediately shouted, "Those people and I have a history, I hope you will give them a chance to live."
"Hmph, get out of here! If you keep talking nonsense, I will kill you too!" With such momentum, Yu Qian was blown away for several thousand meters. It can be seen that a six-tribulation immortal is nothing in front of a nine-tribulation immortal.
"You must die today!" Tianlong Sanren stared at Chen Feng and Bai Muxue coldly, like a hunter staring at his prey. The murderous look in his eyes was so terrifying.
"Chen Feng, what should we do?" Bai Muxue asked in a voice transmission. It can be heard that Bai Muxue was really worried.
"Don't worry, I'll take care of everything!" Chen Feng grabbed Bai Muxue's hand and smiled confidently.
Then, he raised his head, looked at the sky above his head, and sighed: "Speaking of which, today is really lively."
"Hmm?" Tianlong Sanren frowned again: "Which Taoist friends have arrived? Why are you hiding and doing such mean things?"
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