Chapter 969 Jia Chen Reappears

Chapter 969 Jia Chen reappears

"Who are you?"

This warrior from Black Face Xuan is about thirty years old, and his cultivation level has reached the True Dragon level.

As soon as he arrived more than ten miles away from Cheng Feng, he shouted and asked.

"This senior brother, my surname is Jia Mingchen, and I come from the Xing Palace."

Upon hearing the question, Cheng Feng immediately clasped his fists and pretended to be one of his own: "I, the Master of the Palace of Punishment, was killed by that bastard Dao Weiwei. No matter what, I will find that bastard and cut his body into pieces! "

"A disciple of the Xing Palace?" The black-faced Xuan warrior frowned.

While in the Imperial Forest, Dao Weiwei killed the Jade Lady Rudder and the Xing Protector one after another.

This directly caused the Jade Girl Palace and the Xing Palace to lose their biggest backers. The status of the two evil sects in the Blood God Sect has plummeted.

So when he learned that Dao Weiwei was trapped in Yucang River and had been seriously injured.

A large number of disciples immediately came to the Jade Lady Palace and the Palace of Punishment to search for the hidden sword.

Cheng Feng pretended to be a disciple of the Hall of Punishment, which was a good excuse.

However, the black-faced Xuan warrior was not so easy to fool.

He stared at Cheng Feng for a while, but didn't see any clues, and then asked: "Since you are a disciple of the Xing Palace, why did you just create the only divine power fluctuation of the sword?"

"Senior brother, in order to identify the only divine power fluctuation of the sword, I deliberately practiced it virtually."

Cheng Feng said: "In this way, once we discover the only remaining divine power fluctuation of the knife, we can follow the clues and find him out."

"Well, that makes sense."

The suspicion in the heart of the black-faced Xuan martial artist was slightly reduced: "But this junior brother, in order to avoid misunderstandings, I would like you to use Xingdian's signature martial arts."

"Senior brother, can't you trust me?" Cheng Feng pretended to be displeased.

"It's not that I can't believe it."

The black-faced Xuan warrior said: "If junior brother has no problem, then why not prove it?"

"Hmph!" Cheng Feng snorted deliberately.

After dilly-dallying for a while, he displayed Xingdian's signature martial art, 'Hand of God'.

"Junior brother, I was really sorry just now."

Seeing this, the black-faced Xuan warrior showed a bright smile: "Senior brother, I am also scared by the righteous bastards."

"Why, senior brother, could it be that he has encountered a righteous bastard and pretended to be one of us?"

"More than just touching."

The black-faced Xuan warrior said: "I met three righteous bastards pretending to be 'one of my own'. Once, I even almost died in their hands."

Obviously, Cheng Feng was not the only righteous warrior who came to rescue the sword.

"So that's it. No wonder my senior brother is so wary of me."

Cheng Feng showed a look of relief: "By the way, senior brother, have those three righteous bastards been finally caught?"

"Caught them all."

The face of the black-faced Xuan warrior showed a cruel light: "Those three bastards were tortured by me for a whole day and a night, and they just collapsed and died!"

"Senior brother, it's a good idea."

Cheng Feng praised: "Torturing people until their souls collapse is something that even my disciples from the Hall of Punishment are unlikely to be able to do!"

Although Cheng Feng was praising the other party, a cold murderous intent flashed deep in his eyes.

He had already made up his mind that once the black-faced Xuan warrior was drained of its use value, he would definitely kill him.

Before that, Cheng Feng still needs to work hard to cater.

Try to get some useful clues from the other party's mouth.

"Senior brother, that bastard Dao Weiyi can really hide."

Suppressing the murderous intention in his heart, Cheng Feng changed the topic: "So many of us have been searching day and night for so many days, but we have no clue."

"Who said you have no clue?"

The black-faced Xuan warrior seemed to have no doubts about Cheng Feng anymore. When he heard Cheng Feng mention Dao Youyi, he immediately said without reservation: "We have found that bastard Dao Youyi three times in a row."

"Although the other party escaped those three times, a large amount of divine power fluctuations were left behind."

"I, the black-faced Lord Xuanxuan, together with several masters of the Ascending Heaven Realm, have used these fluctuations of divine power to locate the only approximate hiding place of the sword."

The black-faced Xuan warrior said: "At this moment, there are already a large number of Holy Cult disciples searching in that area."

"I think it won't take too long to find the knife completely and make it nowhere to hide!"

"Really? That's great."

After hearing this, Cheng Feng's face showed a look of ecstasy.

But his heart suddenly tightened.

He didn't expect that the knife had been found three times in a row.

Moreover, many powerful men from the Blood God Sect locked the final hiding place. The situation was extremely dangerous!

"Senior brother, in that area is the only final hiding place of the sword?"

Cheng Feng's face was full of joy and he said: "Let's rush over and search. If we can find the only clue of the knife's hiding place first, the reward will probably kill us all!"

"The sword's only final hiding place is between Qianhe Island and Niu Islands."

The black-faced Xuan warrior didn't seem very enthusiastic about finding the sword: "Junior brother Jia Chen, I advise you not to go there."

"Why?"

"Because that sword is unique, but he is a ruthless character."

The black-faced Xuan warrior said: "In the previous three actions, many disciples of the Holy Cult were easily strangled by that bastard with his sword."

"If we go there, if we encounter that killer star, we won't even know how he died."

"Yes, what senior brother said is absolutely true."

Hearing this, Cheng Feng suddenly realized, and then asked with gratitude: "By the way, senior brother, may I ask your surname?"

"Senior brother, my surname is Sun Mingxuan."

"My surname is Sun Mingxuan? Sun Xuan?"

Cheng Feng muttered the word 'Sun Xuan' once, and then smiled at the other party: "Thank you for telling me your name. Now, you can take a nap for a while!"

"Take a nap? What do you mean..."

Hearing Cheng Feng's words, the black-faced Xuan Sunxuan couldn't help but be stunned.

He was about to ask for details, but he felt a powerful dragon force coming over him, boom~~~

When this dragon power fell on him, his eyes suddenly opened, and his whole body fell from the void like a lump of mud.

Buzz! At this moment, a surge of dragon power condensed into a dragon power palm.

I saw the dragon-powerful hand gently scooping up Sun Xuan and holding him close to Cheng Feng.

"Damn, you are so cunning, you actually pretended to be a disciple of the Blood God Cult."

Beside Cheng Feng, Long Aotian saw this scene in his eyes, and his eyes couldn't help but widen: "Moreover, you pretended to be a disciple of the Blood God Sect and you were so convincing that you fooled this black-faced Xuan Sunxuan around."

"Not only did I tell you the information I knew, but I also involved myself in it."

"Long Aotian, I don't call this cunning, but call it 'wisdom'." Cheng Feng said calmly.

"It doesn't matter what his name is, you are a bully."

Long Aotian stared at Cheng Feng, with a weird smile on his lips: "I'm really looking forward to seeing what kind of tricks your kid can come up with next!"