Chapter 861: Shocking the audience

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"It's so powerful, this person must be hiding his strength. Someone exclaimed, Chen Feng's performance made these monks who originally despised him no longer dare to underestimate him.

"It's good to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger. I was able to hide the cultivation of the middle stage of Mahayana until the middle stage of the tribulation, and I didn't even find out. A strong man in the late Mahayana period looked at Chen Feng with complicated eyes, and there was a faint hint of greed in his eyes.

Chen Feng's concealed cultivation method is enough to make these late Mahayana stages who usually have their eyes above the top excited.

Chen Feng frowned, and secretly said in his heart that it was not good.

In his previous life, he was also a 10,000-year-old monster, so he naturally understood the allure of a profound concealment method for the later stage of Mahayana. However, now that their speculation has been aroused, it is too late to say anything.

Vaguely, Chen Feng had already felt several strong aura locking on him, giving him a feeling of being on his back.

These breaths are all monks in the late Mahayana period, if they make a move together, Chen Feng will either sacrifice the array flag and set up a saint-destroying array to kill, or he will hide in the Tiandan Immortal Mansion in disgrace. But at this moment, these two choices are not what Chen Feng is willing to face.

"Boy, try to eat my punch again!" At this moment, Luo Batian moved again.

His first punch was resisted by Chen Feng, which made his face very unpleasant, especially in front of the newly recruited members of the Deception Alliance, which made Luo Batian feel that he had lost face.

Therefore, he struck out again, and a fist that was a few points more ferocious than the previous punch flew in, like a meteorite about to fall, and the whole body was filled with a palpitating heat.

That is, when Luo Batian's second punch arrived, Chen Feng's heart suddenly moved, and a thought came to him.

As soon as this thought came to mind, a cold smile appeared on Chen Feng's face.

"Since you don't know what to do, then don't blame me for being ruthless to your men. Chen Feng said hideously, his voice was like a thunderbolt, exploding in the ears of every monk present.

"Could it be that he didn't do his best just now?" Many of the monks who were greedy moved in their hearts, and their hearts that were about to move were also temporarily suppressed.

In the surprised eyes of everyone, Chen Feng's body suddenly burst out with a powerful momentum, this momentum, even those strong people in the late Mahayana period were shocked.

With such a strong momentum, could it be that this person is also a master in the late Mahayana period?

A group of strong men looked at each other, and the greed in their hearts was finally completely suppressed. They are waiting to see what happens, and once Chen Feng's next performance is unsatisfactory, that greed will be rekindled in an instant.

A smile appeared on the corner of Chen Feng's mouth.

His attention had been paying attention to the expressions of these strong men, and when he saw them like this at this moment, he immediately knew that his plan was half successful.

The next moment, Chen Feng did not swing his fist as before, but instantly held the Heaven Breaking Sword in his hand, and a fusion energy slowly flowed on the blade.

Since the spiritual weapon can be stored in the body for warmth, Chen Feng's action did not arouse the suspicion of others.

As soon as the Sky Breaking Sword was in his hand, Chen Feng's whole person's momentum suddenly changed, and an incomparably sharp edge bloomed on Chen Feng's body, and at a glance, both eyes seemed to ache.

Next, Chen Feng's sky-breaking sword slashed out!

A terrifying sword aura flew out suddenly, like an aurora that cut through the sky, instantly submerging the surging Luo Batian.

"What a sharp sword qi, this person's power is definitely not weaker than mine!" A strong man in the late Mahayana period was shocked in his heart, and looked at Chen Feng's gaze with a strong sense of jealousy.

At the same time, more later Mahayana periods were also like this person, looking at Chen Feng with solemnity.

The sword light dimmed, leaving only the sharp edge of the sky still lingering.

In the edge, Na Luo Batian's body was lying together, and there were countless wounds all over his body. His aura was dim, like a dying old man, which showed what Chen Feng's sword had hurt him into.

"You and I have never been alive, and we don't have a deep hatred, so this time I will let you live. And Liu Qian, you targeted me in every way before, and it made it impossible for me to join Chaotian Sect smoothly, I will not forget this account. In the latter sentence, Chen Feng said to Liu Qian, who was already frightened.

Perhaps it was because Liu Qian himself was an extremely conceited person, hearing Chen Feng's warning words, the consternation on Liu Qian's face disappeared, and it was replaced by endless anger: "Chen Feng, don't think that you are stronger than me and can shout in front of me. No one dares to mess with my uncle's family in the inner gate, believe it or not, I can make you never enter the Chaotian Sect!"

"Smack-"

Before Liu Qian finished speaking, Liu Qian suddenly felt a hot pain on his face. The next moment, he felt that his body was light, but Chen Feng didn't know when he came to his side, and at this moment he was grabbing his collar and carrying it in his hand.

Chen Feng's face was cold, and two cold lights shot out of his eyes: "If you hadn't had a good uncle, you would have died at this time I don't know how many times!"

Liu Qian was stunned.

For the first time, he felt that death was so close to him.

Chen Feng's cold gaze and chilling words made Liu Qian feel a palpitation. At this moment, he no longer had any doubts about Chen Feng's words. He understood that if he provoked Chen Feng again, Chen Feng would definitely not stay.

"Chen Feng, don't kill me!" In the panic, Liu Qian couldn't care about losing face. He hissed and pleaded as he kicked his limbs wildly, trying to break out of Chen Feng's grasp.

"That's it!" Chen Feng smiled disdainfully, casually threw Liu Qian on the ground, and ignored it.

Then, Chen Feng's gaze looked around coldly, which suddenly made countless monks can't help but lower their heads. Only those monks in the late Mahayana period dared to look at Chen Feng. However, in their eyes at this moment, the greed had long been hidden by them, and there was even a late Mahayana stage that smiled kindly at Chen Feng.

This world is like this, when you are weak, others will bully you and oppress you. But when you are strong, those who were supposed to bully you and oppress you will come to praise you and make friends with you. In his previous life, Chen Feng had already seen through this.

"Everyone, there will be a date later!" Chen Feng stopped talking nonsense, hugged his fists at everyone, and walked towards the depths of the forest without looking back. Wherever they passed, the monks gave way one after another.

It wasn't until Chen Feng's figure disappeared into the depths of the forest that everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Even the powerhouses in the late Mahayana period had to admit that Chen Feng just now had too much pressure on them.

Only that Liu Qian, looking at Chen Feng's departing back with resentful eyes, gritted his teeth, and was silent for a long time.