Mystery: start a secret pavilion

"Senior Brother Fang..."

"You must not force it, you should call me Junior Brother Fang!"

"All right!"

A day later, Wu Feng came to visit Fang Chen, and when he was about to chat, Fang Chen hurriedly said something to make Wu Feng change his mind.

After all, this is the Immortal Dao Sect, and Wu Feng is still a true disciple, so the rules can't be messed up.

"All right!"

Wu Feng asked: "Junior Brother Fang, what are you planning to do next?"

Fang Chen thought about it carefully, and said, "I plan to go out to practice, look for opportunities, improve my strength, and then become a true disciple."

The [-] places for true disciples are already full, and if you want to become a true disciple, you have to defeat one of them.

Wu Feng's eyes suddenly became strange.

This guy is not going to challenge me, is he?
After all, on the bright side, he is the weakest true disciple, and if the persimmon is to be picky, it is naturally the best to win.

"Senior Brother Wu, don't worry, you are a great favor to me, and I have someone else to challenge." Fang Chen saw through Wu Feng's thoughts, and said with cupped hands.

"By the way, Senior Brother Wu has caused Zhou Tianxiong a big loss this time, and he will definitely not let it go. Zhou Tianxiong has a high prestige in the Immortal Dao Sect. Please take precautions as soon as possible."

"Of course I know that."

Fang Chen's words were not without reason, Wu Feng nodded.

"Wu Feng, do you dare to fight?"

At this moment, there was a loud shout from outside.

One after another, several figures releasing powerful auras descended, with fighting spirit in their eyes, surrounding Fang Chen's house.

It was very hard for them to find Wu Feng.

First, they intercepted outside the mountain where Heng Yangzi was, but they were all in vain, and finally heard that someone saw Wu Feng from Fang Chen.

It's hard to meet him, but we can't let him escape again.

"Brother, wait for me, I want to run so fast." A little junior sister shouted from behind, looking at the figure walking like the wind in front of her, she shook her head helplessly.

"It's hard to meet him this time, and I can't let him go away. I vow to fight him."

The black-clothed boy with a long sword on his back has terrifying sharp eyes, and his slender body is like a sword with a sharp edge, which makes people avoid its sharp edge and dare not approach it.

"Li Yangming!"

The other people who came to challenge Wu Feng saw this black-clothed boy with a look of shock on their faces, and quickly pushed aside a path.

This master is a lunatic who is obsessed with swords. He dares to cut anyone he sees. If it makes him feel uncomfortable, it will be dangerous.

"Hehe, Li Yangming, this Wu Feng is mine, and it's not your turn to challenge him."

Another figure descended, tyrannical and boundless, with a breath taking people.

Li Yangming frowned and said, "Tan Bo, you can't join in the excitement."

Tan Bo smiled coldly and said, "Could it be that you, Li Yangming, can join in, but I can't?"

"Why, you dislike my sword and didn't cut it on you?"

Li Yangming smiled loudly, his right hand had already grasped the long sword on his back, as if he was about to cut someone down, many people backed away in fright.

"I don't think you two should fight anymore, Wu Feng will be challenged by me."

Another figure descended, disagreeing with Li Yangming's fierceness and Tan Bo's domineering, he appeared to be kind and upright, gentle and kind, giving people a feeling of being easy to bully, but everyone present did not dare to underestimate him.

Zhang Zhao!

One of the strongest disciples in the inner sect!

He is also eligible to compete for the seat of true disciple.

"Here comes another guy who asked me to chop." Li Yangming smiled coldly, and the long sword on his back was about to be unsheathed.

"Senior brother, I'm here, don't just talk about killing people, it's scary."

The little junior sister ran over panting.

Li Yangming frowned, let go of the hand holding the sword, and said: "Forget it, let you challenge Wu Feng, whoever wins, I can kill whoever is not too late."

Junior Sister: "..."

Everyone present showed a look of surprise.

This little junior sister is called Mei Hongxue, and she is not very strong in the inner sect, but Li Yangming, a lunatic who kills people without blinking an eye, only listens to her.

"Wu Feng, dare to come out and fight, stop being a coward, or you will really be reduced to a joke!"

The yelling from outside came in again.

Wu Feng suddenly felt a headache. He was going to complete the training task, but someone found him and blocked the door.

Fang Chen snorted coldly: "These guys dare to challenge Senior Brother Wu without weighing themselves."

After finishing speaking, he was about to get up, but Wu Feng held his shoulder with one hand.

"Forget it, I'll deal with it myself!" Wu Feng said helplessly.

If Fang Chen were to make a move, it would be inevitable that people would gossip behind his back, saying that he didn't dare to fight.

Seeing the back of Wu Feng walking out, Fang Chen showed a look of horror.

Wu Feng's palm just now not only pressed his shoulder, but also suppressed the spiritual power that was about to erupt in his dantian in an instant.

"Senior Brother Wu's strength..."

Fang Chen's shocked expression gradually subsided, showing a hint of a smile.

Because he knew that those who came to challenge would be deflated.

Soon, everyone saw a figure approaching slowly, with hands behind their backs, looking at them indifferently.

That is Wu Feng!
Many disciples of the Immortal Dao Sect had met Wu Feng during the law hall incident, so they naturally knew Wu Feng's appearance.

"Hehe, Wu Feng, you little turtle is finally willing to come out."

"Wu Feng, I'm going to defeat this related household today, so I should be the true disciple!"

An inner sect disciple at the seventh level of the Lingtai Realm jumped out with a fierce look on his face.

"Wait a minute." Wu Feng said suddenly.

"What's the matter, are you scared?"

This inner sect disciple at the seventh level of the Lingtai Realm slowly circulated the spiritual power in his dantian, and smiled coldly, with a look of contempt in his eyes.

"Anyway, I am a true disciple, and you are just an inner disciple. If you dare to talk to me like this, you are not afraid of overstepping?" Wu Feng sneered.

This inner sect disciple at the seventh level of the Lingtai Realm froze immediately, and said in a deep voice, "Senior Brother Wu, I'm here to ask you for advice."

Wu Feng nodded: "That's right, the Immortal Gate has the rules of the Immortal Gate."

To you big bastard!

This inner sect disciple at the seventh level of the Lingtai Realm couldn't bear it anymore, and launched an attack directly.

What I practice is boxing and palm kung fu, one hand boxing and the other palm, it can be said to be one mind and two purposes.

A golden fist print and a white palm print erupted with a strong aura and came to suppress them fiercely.

His face became more and more proud, as if he had seen the scene of himself becoming a true disciple.

Wu Feng stood still, he didn't even dodge, he just waited for this punch and palm to hit his chest.

That's it?

The challengers present shook their heads and sneered.

Sure enough, he was a related household with a name in name only, so he was frightened stupid on the spot.

Li Yangming shook his head. If this inner sect disciple at the seventh level of the Lingtai Realm defeated Wu Feng, he would kill him.

But beheading a cultivator at the seventh level of the Spiritual Platform would be too cheap.

Then wait for Tan Bo or Zhang Zhao to make a move before he kills people.

Li Yangming was determined, and decided to do so right away.