Peerless Martial Soul

"Yes! Palm courtyard, we only have your head as a saddle!"

Everyone lowered their heads for fear of looking at Chen Feng.

It's so pitiful, they never felt that when it turned out that even a smile could be so scary!

Chen Feng looked at them and raised his mouth again.

Everyone's hearts are hanged.

"I say you are not convinced, but you are not convinced!"

Chen Feng is forgiven and forgive no matter what.

He only knows that fist is the last word.

Just now, everyone here was sloppy and arrogant towards him.

Then every one must be cleaned up again.

Fear and persuade them!

The next moment, Chen Feng rushed up like a tiger descending a mountain.

In the main hall of Jiaziyuan, there was a cry of ghost and wolf soon.

The door shook several times and was even opened.

A few hands just stretched out and saw the sun.

Another hand pressed the door.

Pulled the person back.

The door closed again.

The screams continued, and some monsters near the main hall fled to the distance after hearing this.

After half an hour.

Chen Feng opened the door of the palace.

The sun came in.

In the hall, a handyman disciple fell to the ground.

Everyone was beaten with a bruised nose and swollen face, almost invisible.

Many people have broken tendons and fractures.

This is a rude statement just now.

Chen Feng sat on the steps above the hall and looked at them with a smile.

"Anyone still dissatisfied?"

As soon as these words came out, the more than three hundred people who were rolling all over the floor shook their heads, ignoring the pain.

One is more positive than the other.

"Don't dare!"

"Really dare not!"

Among them, a handyman disciple with a barely visible face struggled to crawl towards Chen Feng.

With his bruised face, he showed a flattering smile at Chen Feng.

"Chen Zhangyuan, from now on, Jiaziyuan will be your world."

"If anyone dares to have different intentions, Luo Qiuchuan is the first to disagree!"

"Kill him!"

He clenched his fists, his expression cruel.

Chen Feng looked at this Luoqiuchuan, his eyes lit up thiefly.

This kind of person has a tight mind.

However, Chen Feng did not despise such people.

In many cases, he is indispensable.

He took out the Royal God Wan Beast Order again.

Scratch your finger, drip blood to recognize the Lord.

Essence and blood dripped into that simple token, and Chen Feng could notice it in an instant.

There is a special feeling between him and this token.

Mind sinking slightly into it.

In an instant, Chen Feng felt that at the other end of the token, there seemed to be countless spiritual thoughts connected to the token.

These divine thoughts turned into colorful emptiness threads.

The thickness is different.

Chen Feng knew it.

Presumably, every divine thought represents a powerful monster.

As long as his thoughts move, he will be able to spur the Royal God's Ten Thousand Beasts to communicate with the monsters of the entire Jiaziyuan.

Even, control.

In the main hall, all the handyman disciples respectfully watched him drip his blood to recognize the master.

No one dared to have the slightest covetous heart for the Royal God and Ten Thousand Beasts.

joke!

Do you think you were beaten bad enough?

After Chen Feng confirmed that Wan Beast Ling had recognized the master, he put away the token.

He looked at Luo Qiuchuan and began to inquire about some specifics.

The handyman disciple, although also a disciple of the Galaxy Sword Sect, had a very low status.

Not a formal disciple.

"However, in terms of martial arts techniques, Galaxy Sword treats all disciples equally."

"We can also get the cultivation method of the sect."

Luoqiuchuan's affairs are not big or small, and they all talked about it.

"The only difference is the resources."

"Every month, we can receive only 30% of the formal disciples."

Chen Feng frowned upon hearing this.

Luo Qiuchuan frowned when he saw him and quickly added.

"But don't worry!"

He smiled and said in a low voice: "Chen Zhangyuan, as the handyman disciples of the Ten Thousand Beast Palace, we have other benefits."

"Oh?"

Chen Feng looked at him and waved his hand: "Go down and do your own things individually."

Everyone, if they were forgiven, left quickly.

When everyone left, Luo Qiuchuan's eyes turned around, and he leaned closer and said:

"Master in charge, although we have few resources, but..."

"We can deduct the resources of the demon gods."

Chen Feng was shocked and his eyes widened.

Is there such an operation?

Luo Qiuchuanjian smiled and said, "Being supported by mountains and eating mountains."

"You know, these demon gods raised by the Galaxy Sword Sect are incredible."

"The food is the meat of the first-class demon gods, and even some demon gods of high level make blood food."

"We will regularly give top-grade immortal herbs and medicines, and even regularly swallow some high-level golden pills!"

"You said, which of these is not a treasure of heaven and earth?"

Luo Qiuchuan himself was spurred by the words, and spit wildly.

"The Galaxy Sword Sect will also build armor, chariots, and claw sleeves for some demon gods."

"Do you know what to build?"

He loudly said: "Thousand-year cold moon ice crystal! Rock iron goblin! Nether mysterious stone!"

"The Galaxy Sword Sect has countless backgrounds, and you can deduct some of it at will, you can't find it at all."

He was talking, and his face was full of anger: "I waited so hard, and I was tossed to death by these beasts every day, what happened to them?"

"Of course, you are now in charge of the hospital, and all these benefits will be yours in the future."

Luo Qiuchuan was full of flattery and smiled thiefly.

Chen Feng knew it.

That's it, it's really a long experience.

Seeing Chen Feng's satisfaction, Luo Qiuchuan smiled brighter.

"Before, we didn't have a school in charge of the A-character hospital. The boss of Wei has always been acting as the leader of the school based on his skill and some backers in the school."

"That's why he reacted so much to you."

Chen Feng nodded.

No wonder, it seems that before he came, the bald man made a lot of benefits.

Seeing that the oil and water have to hand over people, it is natural to refuse.

Taking money away is like killing a parent.

"Master Head, do you want to visit his residence?"

Luo Qiuchuan smiled.

Chen Feng nodded and was about to get up.

At this time, the door was knocked.

Several other handyman disciples came in, still holding things in their hands: "Master in charge, Mr. Wei has something left."

"You have a look?"

Looking at the flattering smiles, Chen Feng remained unmoved.

He took the storage ring.

Boss Wei is dead, and the storage ring loses its soul binding, and it becomes an unowned thing.

However, not anyone can open it.

It requires mental power to be stronger than the previous master.

Chen Feng’s mental power is naturally incomparable, and he easily erased the mental brand of Boss Wei.

Chen Feng glanced inward and took a breath.

Seeing the fairy grass elixir in the storage ring, various precious materials, and boxes of golden pills, Chen Feng instantly understood the feelings of the bald-headed brawny boss just now.

This storage ring has a huge volume!

There are tens of thousands of square meters!

It was filled with hills.

One fairy grass, one elixir, one golden pill, one demon spirit flesh, and countless rare metal deposits of different materials.

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