She's a real daughter and she's telling people's fortunes again

Above the arena, a gentle breeze blew.

Song Chufeng's three thousand green hairs swayed in the wind, her eyes were sharp.

"The sweet daughter of the Song family, the only disciple of the leader of the Qingluan Sect, a long-standing and highly-regarded genius in the south of the Yangtze River, what a long name."

"It's just that all of this is just a joke in my eyes, because none of your titles are due to your own strength."

"A person who has no strength because of a good reincarnation is not qualified to challenge me, let alone be my opponent. Just because you have abandoned your origin, you Song Chufeng is nothing!"

After hearing what Song Chufeng just said, a cold light suddenly flashed in Sikong Sheng's eyes.

He was born into a poor family, and even though he joined a small family at that time because of his talent, he was not taken seriously and was bullied by the second-generation ancestors of the family.

If it weren't for his extraordinary talent, if he hadn't been discovered by Sikong Xiong and successfully entered the Tianjian Sect, he might have been killed by those people and his body would have been exposed in the wilderness.

Therefore, Sikong Sheng has always disliked those people who are arrogant and arrogant because of their background and family background, and in his eyes, Song Chufeng is such a person.

"Does this guy hate the rich?"

In the contestants' seat, Huo Guang couldn't help but make a complaint.

"Anyway, this Sikong Sheng seems to be very hostile to Song Chufeng. Song Chufeng is very dangerous." Jiang Mi frowned on the side, worried about Song Chufeng.

Chen Pingan said nothing, but his eyes were full of worry.

"Senior Brother Sikong Sheng, today is a competition, not a challenge."

"As for you saying that I am nothing if I abandon my origin, I don't agree."

"My background is not something I can control. I know that Senior Brother Sikong you suffered a lot when you were young, but this is not the reason for you to look down on me, Song Chufeng, because I can achieve my current state little by little. It comes from hard work.”

Sikong Shengsu Ri'an's reputation is not well known, but the core members of the major forces in Jiangnan still know this person.

Therefore, Song Chufeng naturally knew Sikong Sheng's experience.

"Hehehe..."

“It comes with hard work little by little.”

"Ignorant woman, what do you know?"

"Forget it, today I will let you, a beautiful girl from heaven, kneel down at the feet of me, a person with no background, in front of so many people!"

After hearing Song Chufeng's words, Sikong Sheng's eyes became more murderous.

In his eyes, if people like Song Chufeng weren't from a good family background, how could they be alive now?

Therefore, what Song Chufeng said just now only made him laugh.

There is nothing more ridiculous than a person who comes from a privileged background and has enough food and clothing to say that he has worked hard in front of a person who has experienced the ups and downs of the world since he was a child, and has no food or clothing to cover his body.

"Senior Brother Sikong Sheng, don't force your pain on others."

At this point, Song Chufeng had already seen the reason why Sikong Sheng hated her, so she said coldly.

"I really shouldn't impose my pain on you, because I want you to feel even more intense pain!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an extremely terrifying aura burst out from Sikong Sheng.

In an instant, this momentum enveloped the entire top of Pingding Mountain. All birds fell silent for a moment, and everyone present looked in pain.

This momentum seemed to be filled with endless malice. While shocking people, it also made people breathless. It was like a stone was placed in the heart, which was extremely depressing.

When Chen Pingan felt this momentum, he couldn't help but stood up suddenly.

Because he was surprised to find that there was a kind of hatred hidden in this momentum, hatred for the world!

"Be careful, Chufeng, this guy is a madman!"

The moment Chen Ping'an opened his mouth to remind him, Sikong Sheng's figure had already arrived in front of Song Chufeng.

At this moment, a black and turbid internal energy gathered on the fingers of Sikong Sheng's right hand, heading straight for Song Chufeng's door!

At this moment, Song Chufeng's expression suddenly changed, and she felt a chill running down her spine. While her pupils instantly dilated, she tapped her toes and flew back as fast as possible.

"Want to go? It's not that easy!"

Sikong Sheng snorted coldly and followed closely, even faster than Song Chufeng.

In the critical moment, Song Chufeng pulled out the Bixiao Sword without hesitation and placed it across her face!

Bang!

With a loud noise, the Bixiao Sword instantly bent, and the huge force knocked Song Chufeng away.

Fortunately, Song Chufeng's movements were agile, and after several flips in the air, she landed safely.

"Bixiao Sword, Qingluan Sect, no, one of the best swords in the entire Jiangnan."

"Song Chufeng, holding the Bixiao Sword, what qualifications do you have to say that everything you have is obtained by yourself?"

Looking at the Bixiao Sword in Song Chufeng's hand, Sikong Sheng asked disdainfully.