Chapter 282: Silence

More than ten miles north of Changhong Sect, hundreds of meters in the sky, two figures were facing each other from a distance.

The sky belongs to flying birds and also to strong people above the Heqiao realm. The wind was howling, but it returned to calm in front of Tong Zhongqiu and Jian Jinsheng.

"Changhong Sect has made great contributions over the years, but it has also worked hard. Killing them all like this is a bit chilling." Jian Jinsheng said as he looked at the elderly Tong Zhongqiu.

Jian Jinsheng's voice was not loud. The two were hundreds of meters apart and should not have heard anything clearly, but Tong Zhongqiu could hear it clearly.

The vitality of heaven and earth, the door to all wonders, has countless changes, and is mysterious!

"A traitor should have the fate of a traitor. This kind of thing is the same everywhere." Tong Zhongqiu said calmly.

"Really? Those who betrayed the Shenyan Sect back then are all alive and well now. Why don't they die?" Jian Jinsheng suddenly sneered, his expression full of sarcasm.

"It's impossible for you and me to judge who betrayed whom!" Tong Zhongqiu shook his head.

Everyone knows that the Shenyan Sect and the Xianyun Sword Sect have been fighting for so many years. But many people don't know that the two sects were as close as a family.

It's not an exaggeration to say that they are two branches of a sect. But unfortunately, everything has disappeared like smoke and there is no way to look back.

"Okay, let's not talk about what happened back then. Since you don't want me to take away a few people from the Changhong Sect, I have to learn your tricks again today. I hope your old bones can still withstand it!"

Jian Jinsheng laughed up to the sky. The distance of hundreds of meters was like a decoration. Jian Jinsheng took a step and came to Tong Zhongqiu, stabbing with the long sword in his hand.

As soon as the sword came out, there was nothing else in Tong Zhongqiu's vision. The whole world was a sword blade.

This sword penetrated the sky and the earth, as if everything in the world was irresistible, and he could only surrender and be killed.

"Boom!"

The bursting ball of light exploded in the sky, and the surrounding heaven and earth energy suddenly touched and boiled. A huge ripple swept out from the collision point in all directions, and the larger it got, the more it went to the periphery, and it rolled up countless gusts of wind.

Outside the Changhong Sect, many people looked up to the north. Even if they didn't hear the sound, they still caught the fluctuations coming from there.

It was obvious that the two strong men in the Heqiao realm were fighting again.

Jian Jinsheng had to fight, because the disaster of the Changhong Sect was caused by the Shenyan Sect. If the Shenyan Sect hadn't lured the Changhong Sect, the Changhong Sect would not have joined the Shenyan Sect, let alone stabbed the Xianyun Sword Sect.

Now many sects are besieging the Changhong Sect, but the Shenyan Sect is unable to rescue it. At this time, if there is no sign at all, who will dare to join the Shenyan Sect in the future.

So whether it can succeed or not, Jian Jinsheng must take action.

Changhong Sect's Ding Luzhong also felt the fluctuations in the distance, his eyes were full of desolation, Shenyan Sect could not save Changhong Sect, and Changhong Sect itself could not save itself.

At this moment, all the early and middle stages of the practice of the acupoints in Changhong Sect had been besieged and killed, including him, and only two late stages of the practice of the acupoints were still struggling.

In the battle of the late stage of the practice of the acupoints, the general early stage of the practice of the acupoints can not intervene at all, so at this moment, all disappeared and ran to the Changhong Sect to plunder resources.

Only the middle stage of the practice of the acupoints was roaming around, and the real enemy was still the strong man of the late stage of the practice of the acupoints. But Changhong Sect had only two people, while other sects had eight people in the late stage of the practice of the acupoints.

"Ah!"

Ding Luzhong roared to the sky and began to fight regardless of anything, just to drag one away. But unfortunately, everyone understood Ding Luzhong's thoughts and did not give Ding Luzhong a chance at all.

At every moment, there must be two late stages of the practice of the acupoints to block his attack at the same time, and others would wait for an opportunity to attack.

They were originally at the same level of cultivation, and they were besieged like this. Even if they wanted to die together, they would not achieve anything.

A quarter of an hour later, Ding Luzhong was killed on the spot, and another Changhong Sect late-stage Lianqiao Realm strongman also followed in Ding Luzhong's footsteps.

Qu Qingsheng stood aside with a silent look in his eyes. Winners are kings and losers are bandits. There is no right or wrong, only positions. In this world, the biggest truth is fists. Whoever has the bigger fist has the right words.

That's all!

In the Changhong Sect, the door of a room in the row of houses where inner disciples live suddenly opened, and Chen Fei walked out.

Chen Fei glanced at a corner behind him, his figure flashed, and disappeared on the spot.

In the cellar of the house, a female disciple covered her mouth to prevent herself from making any sound. Her whole body was shaking constantly. She didn't know if she was safe hiding here, but she had no way to go.

Chen Fei's figure turned into a shadow and rushed towards the Changhong Sect Sutra Pavilion. I was delayed for a moment just now. Most of the places where resources are hidden are probably crowded.

If Chen Fei goes there again, it will be difficult to get something else. It is better to go to the Sutra Pavilion.

Now, those who besieged Changhong Sect are all people from various sects. Each sect has its own inheritance. The inheritance of Changhong Sect is not very meaningful to many people.

It is not that the inheritance of skills is not important, but for practitioners, it is better to practice the systematic skills of their own sect. At least, if you really encounter any difficulties in the skills, there is still a place to ask for advice.

If you rashly learn other skills, you will have to solve any difficulties by yourself, and you don’t know whether these skills are complete or have been deleted or modified.

Only for the sect, increasing the diversity of its own skills will seem to have some meaning.

After a short while, Chen Fei arrived in front of a loft. Compared with other places he had just encountered on the road, it was indeed much quieter.

It was not that there was no one. Even before Chen Fei entered the Sutra Library, he could sense several breaths in it. However, unlike other places where people were competing for resources, people here were reading quickly and looking for the exercises they needed.

Chen Fei walked in and found that there was nothing wrong with the outer bookshelf area. After all, there were only simple introductions to the exercises.

However, the place where the inner secret books were actually stored had been destroyed for the most part, and there were even traces of fire. Fortunately, there were still many exercises and scriptures that were not destroyed in time and were preserved.

Many secret books had the function of fire prevention, which saved these exercises.

Chen Fei skipped all the weapon secret books and came to the area of ​​mind exercises.

In the realm of refining the spirit, the spirit is the most important. If the spirit is strong enough, the speed of acupoint accumulation will continue to increase. Chen Fei never felt that the improvement of his mental power was enough.

However, at this moment in this area, there was already someone reading quickly. Sensing Chen Fei's arrival, the man's hand paused slightly, and he turned to look at Chen Fei.

"I was here first, and no one is welcome here before I leave!" Nie Zhiyang looked at Chen Fei with a cold face.

"The secret manual of the skills can be copied, and each of you can take a copy when the time comes." Chen Fei said in a deep voice.

Secret manuals are different from spiritual resources. As long as you copy a copy, everyone can read it, and there is no need to fight to the death.

"Isn't what I said clear enough!"

Nie Zhiyang stood up, and his majestic momentum pressed towards Chen Fei, saying: "This is not the Yuanchen Sword Sect, no one will give in to you, I don't want to say my words a second time!"

"It seems that there is no room for negotiation!" Chen Fei laughed softly. Everyone knew him, but they all looked down on him. After all, he had just broken through the Lianqiao realm for less than a year, and his strength was indeed the weakest in the Lianqiao realm.

"For the sake of your master, don't force me to take action. Get out!" Nie Zhiyang narrowed his eyes when he saw Chen Fei's expression, and he was already very impatient.

"Then you, take action!" Chen Fei looked up at Nie Zhiyang, raised his hand, and hooked his finger.

"How dare you!"

Nie Zhiyang's eyes widened. He didn't expect Chen Fei to be so bold. It has been nearly 20 years since Nie Zhiyang broke through to the realm of training. No one has dared to provoke him like this for a long time.

Chen Fei, who has just broken through to the realm of training, has only been stable for a short time. He is simply ignorant of life and death. Do you really think that this is still the Yuanchen Sword Sect and can't be ruthless to you!

"Zheng!"

A dazzling sword light bloomed in Nie Zhiyang's hand, and a sharp breath filled the four directions, and then suddenly tightened, completely covering Chen Fei.

Sword Heart Art!

Gather all the power and condense it on the enemy without wasting a single bit of power. Cultivate to the highest level, a sword comes out, and everything is silent.

One of the top inheritances of Beidou Tower, Nie Zhiyang has practiced for more than ten years and has mastered it.

Nie Zhiyang will not kill Chen Fei, but Nie Zhiyang wants to leave Chen Fei a profound lesson, so that he understands that when he is not strong enough, he should keep his tail between his legs and behave himself, instead of making enemies at will.

"Get lost!"

Looking at Nie Zhiyang's attack, Chen Fei snorted coldly, and the Qianyuan Sword jumped into his hand. The roar of the dragon and the elephant was endless. The next moment, the Qianyuan Sword had chopped on Nie Zhiyang's long sword.

Facing a warrior who was also in the early stage of the training realm, Chen Fei had ignored what moves the opponent used, and he just suppressed him with all his strength.

"Boom!"

As fast as Nie Zhiyang came, he retreated as fast as he did. Nie Zhiyang could not control his body at all, and the whole person retreated involuntarily.

After dozens of steps, he stepped on the ground to make a deep pit step by step, until he retreated to the corner of the Sutra Pavilion, Nie Zhiyang barely stopped.

A mouthful of blood rushed to his mouth, and Nie Zhiyang swallowed it back.

Nie Zhiyang looked up at Chen Fei, with horror in his eyes, and did not dare to say anything harsh. He flashed and disappeared directly in the Sutra Library, but he did not even dare to stay here, and he did not have the face to stay.

The more arrogant the words he said just now, the more embarrassed he was at this moment.

And Nie Zhiyang was also afraid that Chen Fei would dislike him and hit him with a few more swords, and the outcome would probably not be as simple as the light injury now.

Nie Zhiyang ran hundreds of meters before he stopped, his face was pale and blue, and he could not figure out what Chen Fei's huge power was. Yuanchen Sword School did not have such a skill at all.