The Peerless Master

Chapter 790: What a waste

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Chen Feng's words caused the smile on Tai Xiucheng's face to freeze instantly. He looked at Chen Feng bitterly and said in a cold tone: "Since shopkeeper Chen Feng has such confidence because of the middle stage of transcending the tribulation, then naturally I, a person in the early stage of Mahayana, cannot let this happen. Shopkeeper Chen Feng is disappointed,"

While speaking, Tai Xiucheng spoke very seriously about the cultivation level of the two of them, in order to severely damage Chen Feng's self-confidence and let him know that he had offended someone he could not afford to offend.

"Haha, I also want to see how useless Brother Tai was in his early Mahayana period," Chen Feng laughed and said in a competitive tone.

"Okay, I will do as you wish," Tai Xiucheng's face turned completely cold. He was completely angered by Chen Feng's arrogance.

"It's too small here, how about we go to the street," Tai Xiucheng put down these words and turned around and walked out of the door of Huichun Hall.

The street is full of pedestrians, and he wants to ruin Chen Feng's reputation in front of everyone.

Chen Feng's expression was still calm and calm. He turned to Bai Muxue and said: "Muxue, you continue to rush to rescue Liu Yiyi and the other monks. I will be back soon, and then we will set off together."

After saying this, Chen Feng turned around and left the Huichun Hall.

"Shopkeeper, old... Can the boss beat Tai Xiucheng?" Behind Bai Muxue, a group of monks in the tribulation stage shouted, with a bit of doubt on their faces.

"Don't worry, everyone, get ready, we will leave soon," Bai Muxue said this and turned around to go.

"It's true. The Tribulation Stage can beat the Mahayana Stage." A group of guards who did not believe in evil came to the door of the Rejuvenation Hall. They wanted to see the big boss's methods. If there was danger, they might as well Get some timely rescue.

Outside Huichun Hall, there was a sea of people, but there was no sound.

Tai Xiucheng is the demon king in Cangzhou City, and everyone is afraid of offending this evil star by speaking out hastily.

Opposite Tai Xiucheng was Chen Feng with an indifferent expression.

Although passers-by didn't know Chen Feng's identity, they still admired those who dared to challenge Tai Xiucheng.

For a moment, everyone's minds were focused on this competition. They all wanted to see how this monk, who seemed to be only in the middle stage of transcending the tribulation, could challenge Tai Xiucheng, the demon king of Cangzhou City.

"Everyone has seen it. Today I am going to compete with Chen Feng, the shopkeeper of Huichun Hall. I forgot to mention that shopkeeper Chen Feng is the boss behind Huichun Hall. All the people present are monks from Cangzhou City. Why don't you bear witness? Let's see how long Shopkeeper Chen Feng can hold on in my hands," Tai Xiucheng said loudly, making Chen Feng's identity as clear as possible.

Today he wants to ruin Chen Feng's reputation and let everyone know that Chen Feng, the boss behind Huichun Hall, is not as good as him. He also wants to show Bai Muxue how rubbish the man he likes is.

Sure enough, just after Tai Xiucheng's words, there was a sudden burst of cheers from the scene, and everyone looked at Chen Feng with solemn eyes.

The identity of the boss behind Huichun Hall is extraordinary. He can cut off the supply of elixirs in Cangzhou City with just one word. Unexpectedly, such a person has provoked Tai Xiucheng, the demon king of Cangzhou City. Now there is a good show to be seen. .

At the same time, many monks hurriedly disappeared into the crowd. They were the eyes and ears of the major forces. Now that they saw such a thing, they immediately went back to report it.

Looking at the momentum created by his almost words, Tai Xiucheng was very satisfied. Now, Chen Feng should be discredited.

"Chen Feng, you are weak, don't say I won't give you a chance to take action, I will let you take action first," he said with a smile, looking at Chen Feng full of arrogance.

"No, I'm afraid that if I take action, you won't even have a chance," Chen Feng said lightly, his eyes full of contempt.

Everyone was stunned. Who is the strong one and who is the weak one? Someone in the middle stage of Tribulation actually provokes someone in the early stage of Mahayana. This world is too crazy.

"Boy, you're looking for death." Chen Feng's words made Tai Xiucheng lose face. He said with a ferocious smile: "I won't kill you, but I will twist off your limbs, destroy your cultivation, and make you a A useless person,"

As he spoke, Tai Xiucheng rushed toward Chen Feng like a hungry tiger pouncing on food. His hands were like two iron pliers, like eagle claws, as if he wanted to twist off Chen Feng's arms.

"It's amazing. The monks in the Mahayana stage are really not what the Tribulation stage can compete with. The big boss is in danger." Seeing Tai Xiucheng's move, it was earth-shattering. The guards of the Huichun Hall were all sweating for Chen Feng. There were several The clever one has even raised his true energy, ready to rescue him at any time.

However, at the next moment, a scene that surprised them occurred. Chen Feng raised his head calmly and slowly stretched out his right hand to grab Tai Xiucheng.

The most shocking thing was that Tai Xiucheng's menacing body suddenly stiffened, and then he flew back as if he had seen a ghost.

"Hey, what's wrong with Tai Xiucheng? It's obvious that Chen Feng's palm has no strength, so why did he run away?" The onlookers raised this question at the same time.

Falling to the ground in shock, Tai Xiucheng's eyes suddenly changed when he looked at Chen Feng.

Only he knew how terrifying Chen Feng's blow just now was. That light palm made him feel palpitations.

"Why, weren't you very arrogant just now? Why are you running away now?" Chen Feng looked at Tai Xiucheng with a smile, and each word hit Tai Xiucheng's heart hard.

"Damn it, Chen Feng, let me show you the true strength of the Mahayana Stage," Tai Xiucheng was furious at Chen Feng's words, and his fear of Chen Feng was instantly forgotten.

In Tai Xiucheng's anger, all the real energy in his body rioted, like an angry wild beast, causing the onlookers to take a few steps back involuntarily.

"Is this the true strength of the early Mahayana? It's so powerful. Chen Feng is dead," many monks have already begun to explain the outcome of this fight.

"Chen Feng, I will make your life worse than death today," Tai Xiucheng roared, his fierce aura making people shudder. He took a step and instantly made the aura in the field violent.

With one punch, Tai Xiucheng fired a punch. This punch caused the air to explode and the space to shatter. The powerful aura once again pushed everyone watching back a few meters.

"No, go and save the big boss," the guards of the Huichun Hall had expressions as solemn as water, and a trace of determination flashed across their faces. The next moment, the auras on their bodies also exploded violently.

Although they knew that they were no match for Tai Xiucheng, as the guards of the Huichun Hall, they had to go to rescue Chen Feng, the big boss, without hesitation.

"You all stand down," Chen Feng said lightly, his eyes full of satisfaction. His subordinates were weak and could be improved later, but loyal ministers were born with them. The guards of Huichun Hall made him quite satisfied.

After hearing Chen Feng's words, the guards looked at each other, and they all calmed down and returned to calm. From Chen Feng's words, they heard a strong sense of confidence and disdain.

Feeling the ferocity of Tai Xiucheng's punch, Chen Feng's mouth showed a sneer: "A flashy punch, you are really a waste in the early stage of Mahayana,"