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"What happened? Was it Chen Feng's hand?" Zhao Quan was dissatisfied.

"We were knocked out without seeing each other." One of the true disciples said faintly.

"We were seriously injured. Now we have to go back and recover."

The two true disciples stopped talking to Zhao Quan and supported each other gradually away.

"Elder martial brother Zhao, what shall we do?" One of the inner disciples asked carefully.

"Go." Zhao Quan looked at the mountain in front of him fiercely, and finally gritted his teeth and said.

Zhao Quan and others left unharmed. The four eared monkey didn't catch up. Chen Feng saw all this in his eyes. Although Chen Feng was not afraid of things, he didn't want to provoke Zhao Quan too much now. After all, there was a backer behind this guy and someone, which Chen Feng can't provoke now.

"I hope you don't get into trouble again, or I'll kill you whether you have a backer or not." Chen Feng said faintly.

Then Chen Feng flew away from the mountain and began to wander around the area of inner disciples. The number of inner disciples was not as many as that of outer disciples, and the mountain peaks were relatively few, but they were all higher, with sufficient aura, flowing springs, waterfalls and beautiful scenery. In addition, the mountains stretched for unknown miles, so Chen Feng didn't feel boring wandering all the way, On the contrary, there is a feeling of relaxed and happy.

The mountains where the disciples of the inner sect live are also high and low, large and small. Chen Feng's Dharma formula has traveled all the way. The highest mountain he saw is close to a thousand feet, but there are also mountains only a little higher than the disciples of the outer sect. There are some small peaks around the peaks, which look like a mountain from a distance. The mountains are covered with all kinds of rare medicinal materials, and some peaks are bare, There was only a dilapidated building, which surprised Chen Feng. After all, in the area where the external disciples lived, there were all similar Baizhang peaks, not as uneven as here.

After being surprised, Chen Feng gradually figured out why. He shook his head and said with a smile, "the inner disciples are already formal disciples. The situation of forming gangs and the law of the jungle is more serious. I don't know what the true disciples and elite disciples will be.

"Younger martial brother, you look a little strange?" Just as Chen Feng was flying in mid air, an inner disciple came to Chen Feng.

"I'm new here." Chen Feng smiled.

"Why is it so busy here?" Looking at the increasing number of disciples around, Chen Feng couldn't help asking.

"Oh, by the way, you are new here. You don't know yet. Someone is dueling in the duel field."

"Isn't dueling forbidden by the sect?" Chen Feng is a little curious.

"No, as long as both sides agree, the sect will not prohibit it."

"It's a good way to fight in the duel field. There are so many people in the sect. There must be conflicts. It's better to fight openly than to lay a black hand behind your back." Chen Feng smiled.

"This younger martial brother is right."

As they talked, they flew forward with the people. After talking on the road, Chen Feng knew that the young friar who accosted him was Luo Yang. He looked two or three years older than himself. He had sufficient Qi in his body and strong soul power. It seemed that he could condense the fire of his soul at any time.

The duel place they went to was very simple. It was a flattened mountain top, which was round. The ground and its surroundings were blessed by profound monks with mana, and some Dharma arrays were left, so that it was not easy to destroy the place during the duel.

When Chen Feng arrived, someone was already fighting. There were hundreds of people around the top of the mountain, some floating in the air, some standing with swords. These were all nearby inner gate disciples, and the duel field in front of him was only one of many duels in the inner gate area.

Fighting in the duel field are two monks on the fourth floor of the secret place, who control the flying sword to attack from a distance. For Chen Feng, this duel is not interesting. He just looks at Chen Feng and feels a little boring.

But others around are different. In the face of this life and death duel, some even shouted.

Two flying swords collided constantly in the air, drawing tracks, and a trace of sword Qi rippled around like waves.

Chen Feng couldn't help shaking his head. The fighting at this level is really not good-looking. If he plays, he can directly stretch out his hand to crush each other's flying swords. How can he have such trouble to urge flying swords to fight each other.

Looking at Chen Feng shaking his head, Luo Yang smiled and said, "what's the matter, younger martial brother Chen?"

"Hehe, it's nothing. I just feel that everyone is the same door. It's not good to fight each other like this." Chen Feng changed the subject.

"Ha ha! Many people say so, but this rule is set by the leader. No one can change it. Besides, our sect really needs the existence of duel field. Not to mention our Taiyi sect, even other sects have this kind of thing." Luo Yang smiled.

"Has elder martial brother Luo ever dueled with others on it?" Chen Feng asked with some interest.

"That's not true. I'm a low-key person. I don't provoke others, and others generally don't provoke me." Luo Yang smiled.

Chen Feng was funny when he heard this. If he didn't provoke others, would others really not provoke himself.

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When Chen Feng talked with each other, the duel in the field had been decided. One of them had poor mana. The long sword in mid air was blown away, and then his arm was cut off by the flying sword.

"I admit defeat." The man shouted quickly, and a glittering flying sword stopped in front of the man.

"Can you take people's lives in a duel?" Chen Feng is a little curious.

"With this rule, you know, only the two sides with hatred will come up for a duel, but there are not many things that really kill each other. Most of them are seriously injured. After all, killing the same door is not a good reputation." Luo Yang said slowly.

"That's true, but we internal disciples don't have enough accomplishments and don't have high-level pills. It's difficult to recover from broken limbs." Looking at the fellow Chen Feng who came down with his broken arm in the duel field, Chen Feng said.

"There will be progress only if there is competition. The monks from the sword pavilion are more arrogant than one. Why? It is because their cultivation methods are abnormal. I heard that there are often some chaotic fights in the sword Pavilion, and a large number of sword practitioners are injured every day. This kind of injury of cutting off limbs occurs from time to time, and even some disciples are directly killed in the fight." Luo Yang said with some excitement.

"Tut Tut, how crazy is it in the sword pavilion? Fortunately, I didn't enter the sword pavilion to practice." Chen Feng smiled.

"Hum, coward, how can you achieve success with your mentality?" A rough and crazy voice nearby disdained.

As soon as Chen Feng turned his face, he saw a rude and unrestrained inner disciple looking at him disdainfully. His eyes were full of contempt. He seemed to laugh at his timidity.

In the face of each other's contempt, Chen Feng just smiled and didn't say much. With Chen Feng's cultivation becoming more and more advanced and his realm constantly improving, his mind gradually widened, and he won't quarrel with such weak friars.

Then there were two duels. One was defeated and the other one was beaten to vomit blood.

Finally, no one went to the duel field again. They looked around and turned around to leave.

"Chen Feng, I challenge you."

Just as they were about to turn around and leave, a figure fell in the center of the duel field, and the dull voice rolled towards Chen Feng.

Everyone was stunned, and then they all stopped and began to talk again.

A tall young friar was holding a ten foot long overlord gun and pointed at Chen Feng from a distance. The man had dark skin, protruding muscles and scattered hair. He looked like a savage.

"Overlord gun sun Kui." Someone exclaimed, recognizing the man's identity.

The crowd was surprised first. Then they looked forward along the other party's gun tip and just saw Chen Feng frowning.

"Who is this man who was challenged by sun Kui?" The crowd was a little surprised.

"It's a newcomer. I don't know how to offend sun Kui. This boy is miserable. Who doesn't know that sun Kui started very hard. This boy will climb down the mountain today."

"Younger martial brother Chen, is that you?" Luo Yang on one side felt the hot eyes around him and immediately stepped back two steps.

"It should be me." Chen Feng smiled.

"How did you get into trouble with this overlord? This guy is the top among the disciples of the inner sect, and he has natural divine power. A few days ago, a disciple was shot by him at the foot of the mountain on the duel field, and now he is still lying in bed. I advise you not to agree to this challenge." Luo Yang said quickly.

"Chen Feng, don't come up yet. If you don't dare to fight, kneel down and knock your head three times." Sun Kui, the overlord, had another big drink at Chen Feng.

Chen Feng ignored the man, but his eyes kept sweeping around in the crowd, and finally saw a familiar face.

"Disha sword Pang Ming." Chen Feng thought about it and recognized the man. Before he entered Taiyi gate, Pang Mingsha came to the door in Yiyuan city. Finally, he was wounded and ran away by himself and Luta. Unexpectedly, he met each other now.

"Disha sword and Overlord gun. Both of them have nicknames. It seems that they have mixed well among the inner disciples. Needless to ask, Pang Ming should have inspired this overlord gun." Chen Feng said secretly.

"Boy, are you afraid?" Overlord gun sun Kui is still shouting.

At this time, the inner disciples watching Chen Feng showed a curious look in their eyes and wondered whether Chen Feng was frightened at this time.

"Pang Ming knows it's not my opponent. Now he provokes this overlord gun to provoke me. What's the intention?" Chen Feng thought in his heart.

"Chen Feng, hurry up. I'm challenging you." The overlord gun was still roaring, but his face became more and more ugly.

The inner disciples around are waiting for Chen Feng's response. They want to see how Chen Feng can cope. Who knows that Chen Feng has neither fear nor response to the challenge of overlord gun, but has no response at all.

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