Peerless Martial Soul

"Okay." Yu Hongyuan said in a deep voice: "You can get three Qingxin Jiuhua Dilu Pills with this credit in exchange for pills."

Chen Feng nodded: "That's it."

Yu Hongyuan took out three small jade boxes and threw them to Chen Feng, who took them and put them in his arms

"The most important reason is..." Chen Feng said softly to himself in his heart: "There are five days left to compete with Lieyang Wenrui."

"If I don't have Qingxin Jiuhua Dilu Pills, I can't return to my peak state at all, how can I win?"

Then, Chen Feng retreated, and Yu Hongyuan said: "This time the credit ranks second..."

Next, Yu Hongyuan shouted out the names one by one, and then everyone went forward to discuss the merits and rewards and receive their respective rewards.

Wudong Academy still considers the disciples very much, and does not compulsorily issue any rewards, but according to the needs of the disciples.

If there is a lack of exercises for the exercises, and those lacking weapons for the weapons, if the bottleneck of cultivation is reached and a breakthrough is urgently needed, then naturally there will be pill to be delivered.

In addition to Chen Feng, two people he knew also ranked among the top five for this time, namely Que Qianqian and Jing Nanfeng.

Although Que Qianqian seemed to be very gentle and peaceful on the surface, his temperament was fierce and fierce, extremely decisive.

Chen Feng felt that she was more courageous than herself, and sometimes she was even more desperate. She also killed many monsters, and it was really normal to be able to make such a contribution!

In the next few days, after the beast tide subsided, everything was fine, but the day of the battle between Chen Feng and the Lieyang family eldest son was getting closer and closer.

Many people who knew the inside story were either gloating or worrying about Chen Feng.

However, Chen Feng is leisurely, only sitting on the cliff, playing the piano and singing every day.

He didn't even practice cultivation, just facing the waves there and staying with his senior sister.

Sitting on Wangya, on a huge rock, Han Yu'er dressed in white, floating like a fairy.

On her knees, there is also a Jiaowei Qin, and the gurgling sound of the Qin is pouring out between her hands like Dingdong Creek, making people feel peaceful!

Chen Feng yelled and sang loudly. His voice was deep and desolate, just like those ancient ancestors, the most original, most derived from the scream of the soul.

There are even some heart-piercing meanings, but they point to the root of the great road.

Suddenly, a more vigorous but low-pitched voice rang, it was Uncle Dao.

He is holding a huge black iron knife, singing and dancing with the knife.

A smile appeared at the corner of Han Yu'er's mouth, and she shook her head slightly, and re-tuned the sound of the piano that had been messy because of his joining. It suddenly became louder, and there was no stagnation in the transition, which showed that the piano skill was excellent.

Dancing with Uncle Knife swinging the knife, with the sound of singing louder and louder, and with the sound of Fuqin becoming more and more intense.

Suddenly, on the Tongtian River not far away, countless monsters suddenly jumped up, fluctuating in the air with this rhythm.

Regardless of their original skin color, all of them turned red at this time, and the sound of the piano had almost ignited the blood in their bodies.

And at this moment, suddenly, a snow-white figure that looked like a puppy suddenly rushed over. It obviously didn't understand English very much. It just rolled over its plump body like a snowball, and suddenly came to Han Yuer's arms. , Rubbing back and forth in her arms, humming coquettishly.

Han Yu'er giggled, and the piano sound stopped abruptly.

And Chen Feng's high song came to an end, with only the last ending, which was curled and extinct.

Then, he flicked his fingers, watching the last trace of black air disappear from his fingertips, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"The power of **** was finally eliminated by me!"

He suddenly stood up, screamed up to the sky, extremely happy, as if to express all the silt in his chest.

You know, before Chen Feng was troubled by the power of hell, let alone hands-on, he couldn't even cultivate.

Chen Feng had already been suffocated.

Uncle Dao looked at Chen Feng, smiled and said, "Little Master, now there are still three days before you and the Lieyang family eldest son of the Vietnam War."

Chen Feng nodded.

"Three days, right?" Chen Feng whispered softly, muttering to himself: "Three days is enough to do a lot of things."

"Although I haven't stayed in this realm for a long time, I have encountered repeated **** battles these days. I have tempered my strength in this blood and fire. Now the foundation is extremely strong. It's time to break through!"

With that, Chen Feng looked at Uncle Dao: "Uncle Dao, please protect me."

Uncle Dao nodded and walked aside.

Han Yuer was very sensible, holding Blood Wind in her arms, and whispered in his ear: "Go, Blood Wind, let's go and play, don't quarrel with Junior Brother."

Chen Feng was on the edge of the cliff, looking at the endless Tongtian River, and took a deep breath.

Then, a total of thirty-two demon pills appeared in his palm.

These thirty-two demon pellets were all at the level of the Eight-Star Demon King. Originally, Chen Feng didn't have so many demon pellets in his hands, but someone changed some with him.

Use the monster pill of the monster beast in exchange for the corpses of the monster beast left after Chen Feng got the monster pill, because for them, although this demon pill is extremely powerful, it is extremely difficult for them to absorb it, and it is far better to absorb it. Xuan Huangshi is so fast.

Take an ordinary Nine-Star Martial King's early disciple as an example. It would take him at least several years to absorb an Eight-Star Demon King's Demon Pill.

For them, they can't afford to wait at this time, and it is better to exchange for the black yellow stone and even the powerful martial arts, exercises, and medicines with the corpse of the monster beast, which is more cost-effective.

A total of thirty-two demon pills were placed in front of Chen Feng.

The color of each demon pill is different, and the patterns inside are also different, reflecting everything this demon beast had in his lifetime, their will, their memory, and their attributes.

Each demon pill is like a world!

Chen Feng pressed it down with one hand, and the force of the arrogant dragon descending arhat burst out.

Suddenly, a world was directly shattered. Compared with the seven-star demon king's demon pill, the eight-star demon king's demon pill was thicker, the defense was also thicker, and it was more difficult to break.

Chen Feng's power of descending the dragon and Arhat slammed on it, and with a boom, the demon pill produced a violent tremor, but only a small crack appeared, and it was not broken.

Chen Feng pursed his lips and smiled: "It's really strong, but it's useless to me!"

Then, the power of the dragon descending Arhat bombarded again, wave after wave, like a wave, endless.

Finally, with a bang, this demon pill was directly broken by Chen Feng.

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