"It''s impossible!"


    At this time, Wu Shatian and two other patriarchs were shocked.


    What did they see!


    They see the strength that should not appear on a new disciple at all!


    A new disciple can thoroughly crush a disciple who has risen for decades with absolute advantage.


    That''s all!


    But what happened just now?


    That artistic conception... Who can give an explanation? Are we wrong?


    They all know that once they can use attribute artistic conception, it is equivalent to stepping into the strength of Wu fairyland.


    What is Wu fairyland? Is to understand the attribute martial arts and the attribute artistic conception.


    This is stepping into Wu fairyland!


    But what''s the matter with the new disciple of Du Tianfeng?


    How many months'' new disciples have understood the attribute artistic conception?


    This can''t be described as a demon, can it?


    "How impossible? Do you still want to cheat? Ha ha... Wu Botian! You also have today! In the next hundred years, all the new resources of chuanwufeng will belong to us!"


    At this time, song Qianyue swept away all his previous depression and was in high spirits.


    However, Qiao Yuanfeng did see the exaggerated expressions of several patriarchs. Suddenly, he was stunned.


    Then he recalled what happened to Chen Shaofeng just now.


    Especially the last one.


    "This... My God..."


    Qiao Yuanfeng''s eyes widened instantly, and his mouth grew up so that he could put a big duck egg into it!


    "Lord... Just now... Am I dazzled? I seem to have... Seen... Chen Shaofeng. He... Used artistic conception!" Qiao Yuanfeng said carefully.


    "What''s the matter with artistic conception? Just win... What did you say? Artistic conception? Are you dazzled? Just now... Shit!"


    Song Qianyue has not been aware of it until now. He knows what this means.


    "Lord song! Is he really a new disciple? Don''t fool me!"


    Wu''s face was gloomy and dripping.


    "Hum! Lao Wu, there''s no doubt that Chen Shaofeng is a new man who is like a fake. There''s no way to make a fake. If you want to default... It''s no use! Because I''ll take someone to visit your chuanwufeng in a few days! I hope you won''t be a shrinking turtle and refuse to see me at that time!


    In your words, after all, our four major sects share the same spirit. It is also our duty to help your disciples of chuanwufeng improve their accomplishments! "Song Qianyue said.


    "Chen Shaofeng? Good job! You''re very good! Don''t let go of our disciples of chuanwufeng."


    When Wu broke the sky and waved, Chen Shaofeng felt an irresistible force and pushed himself back.


    "Hoo Hoo..."


    Liu Rufeng, who was unconscious on the ground, was wrapped by an energy. In an instant, his injury recovered.


    "I''m so angry!"


    Liu Rufeng roared and his eyes had opened.


    Angry eyes found Chen Shaofeng. He was gnashing his teeth and wanted to rush over again.


    "Rufeng, stop! Isn''t it embarrassing enough?"


    Wu broke the sky and drank angrily all his life. He reached out and took out a storage bag and threw it to song Qianyue.


    "Here are all the energy cores I brought this time. It''s our bet. I''m sorry to disturb you today. We''ll leave now. As for when Lord song is going to chuanwufeng, I''m sure Wu will be waiting."


    Wu Po Tian''s face had returned to calm, saluted and said.


    "Hehe... Lord Wu is very kind. By the way, don''t worry, I will visit chuanwufeng." song Qianyue said.


    "Hehe... Well... We''ll say goodbye to Haiyang peak."


    At this time, Shen Gaoshan, the patriarch of Haiyang peak, also stood up and said.


    "Is this the elder martial brother of haiyangfeng? Since he''s here, I''d better not go back. Please give me some advice."


    Seeing that the other party wanted to go, Chen Shaofeng was the first to lose his temper.


    After all, as long as you win, there are many energy cores.


    Moreover, as long as you win one game, there are at least ten energy cores.


    Chen Shaofeng doesn''t want to miss such a good thing.


    What''s more, it made them unkind and forced them to Du Tianfeng.


    Today, thanks to their strong strength, otherwise, today I don''t know how to be humiliated by them.


    "Hum! You really think I''m afraid of you!"


    Li Chengyang, a disciple of Haiyang peak, stepped up.


    "Don''t think that if you can defeat the disciples of chuanwufeng, you can be arrogant! I, Li Chengyang, am not afraid of you! Moreover, I am already the peak strength of the real fairyland, and I have stepped into the Wu fairyland with one foot. Just rely on you... Hum! Don''t regret later."


    "Choke..."


    A crisp sword sound, like a sword in autumn, appeared in Li Chengyang''s hands.


    "Please!"


    Li Chengyang held the sword with one hand. The whole body of the sword fluctuated like waves.


    "Haiyang peak is not simple! Li Chengyang''s Canglang sword formula has become a success."


    Seeing this scene, song Qianyue and Qiao Yuanfeng both nodded secretly, and worried about Chen Shaofeng at the same time.


    "Chen Shaofeng, you''ve fought a battle. It''s better to have a rest," song Qianyue said.


    "No. just a moment," said Chen Shaofeng.


    "Arrogance! Look at the sword! Big waves go east!"


    The sword in Li Chengyang''s hand trembled immediately.


    With the trembling body of the sword, majestic Xianyuan flows.


    "Boom..."


    Those majestic immortal yuan, flowing with the sword body, even made the sound of the roaring waves.


    At the same time, the whole space seems to become a leaf boat floating in the strong wind and waves, which is in danger of overturning at any time.


    "Hum! Small skill!"


    "Thunderous!"


    Chen Shaofeng gave a cold hum, and the purple dragon gun smashed! At the same time, a of soil properties has also been involved.


    "Boom..."


    Just this shot, like a mountain, hit the waves at once.


    Let your waves rise a thousand feet, I will stand still.


    "Break it for me!"


    Li Chengyang continuously urged more than ten times, but he still returned in vain.


    Chen Shaofeng''s Purple Dragon gun is like an insurmountable natural moat. It is insurmountable to recognize his waves and waves.


    "With this skill, you are still too young!"


    Chen Shaofeng smiled and rushed forward with the purple dragon gun in his hand.


    "The dragon goes to sea!"


    A spear, like a dragon, roamed the sea, braved the wind and waves, went straight to Li Chengyang and rushed over.


    "Ah! The waves are thousands of feet high!"


    One after another, the immortal yuan set off a huge wave and bombarded the past towards the gun.


    However, it is a pity that this is a dragon going to sea. How can it be trapped by strong winds and waves!


    A dragon is not a thing in the pool. When it meets the sea, it becomes a dragon!