Although it seems that the situation is very good, but only Chen Feng knows that the real masters of the Holy Purple Hall have not yet been dispatched, and the war has just started, if these people who have taken refuge in them know that the Holy Purple Hall has four masters whose strength is no less than that of the Holy King Yue Yifeng and the mysterious hall master, I am afraid they will not be so optimistic.
Chen Feng made a high-profile appearance, and used a posture of the return of the king to take back the White Stone Academy, revealing the strength that could compete with the Holy Purple Palace, and stirred up thousands of waves in the cultivation world.
Of course, the reason why Chen Feng did this was not to become the second Holy Purple Temple, and he would undoubtedly control the other cultivators, but to reveal a piece of news to those who had taken refuge or were preparing to take refuge in the Holy Purple Temple, lest they stupidly go to cannon fodder for the Holy Purple Temple.
Indeed, Chen Feng's strategy is correct, the people sent by the Holy Purple Temple to attack Baishi Academy no longer play with their lives, but just perfunctory, when fighting, they laugh and laugh, as if they are acting, and there are even people who defect to Chen Feng, and some of them admit defeat before they fight.
No matter how bad Chen Feng is, they don't like it anymore, but Chen Feng is also a person from Baishi Academy, and he is now the dean of Baishi Academy, which is justifiable, and the Holy Purple Hall is like an enemy from outside the invasion, using force to subdue them, those cultivators are naturally unwilling, except for those who follow the Holy Purple Hall to the black, most of the other people are ready to move, even if they don't take refuge in Chen Feng's Baishi Academy, they will not die for the Holy Purple Temple.
However, as one of the three holy places, the performance of the Origin Temple was beyond the expectations of others, and he willingly became the minions of the Holy Purple Temple, acting as a pawn, which surprised many people.
"Chen Feng, the strength of the Holy Purple Hall is not what you can imagine, I advise you to give up resistance obediently, God has the virtue of a good life, I can help you intercede with the hall master, so as not to lose your life in vain."
This time it was the people from the Origin Temple, they brought three hundred Buddha cultivators, surrounded the Baishi Academy, and the person who spoke to Chen Feng was an old monk, but he was not the hall master of the Primordial Temple, but an elder of the Martial Temple, his cultivation was quite profound, and his strength could be said to be not below the previous Chen Feng.
"People say that the monks are compassionate, but I didn't expect that you bald donkeys are helping to abuse, which is really against Buddhism, and you want me Chen Feng to surrender?
Dream!
It's better to let the hall master of your Holy Purple Hall wash his neck and wait for the master to cut it to make urinals.
Chen Feng stood on the high platform with his hands on his hands and said mockingly.
"Humph!
Stubborn, Taiyi Dao Sect has been dragged by our primordial temple, and now you are the only one, I see who else can help you.
The Martial Hall Elder of the Primordial Temple snorted coldly at Chen Feng.
"Hahaha......
To deal with you bald donkeys who have forgotten their ancestors and are shameless, as long as I am alone, it is enough.
"You're even more crazy, Chen Feng laughed wildly.
"A junior in the cultivation realm, he dares to speak out and be ashamed, kill!"
As soon as the Martial Hall Elder gave an order, the three hundred Buddha cultivators turned into long rainbows and attacked Chen Feng.
Chen Feng smiled ghostly, his body retreated back, and the three hundred Buddha cultivators, including the elders of the Martial Palace, suddenly changed in front of him, and in the originally empty place, a team of black riders and black helmets composed of hundreds of people suddenly appeared, and the whole body exuded black energy, and the person at the head was the killing god Bai Qi.
The killing god Bai Qi is not a person, there is no mercy at all, a spear in his hand is pointed, only to see hundreds of men riding black horses, even people and horses soared into the air, and killed the three hundred Buddha cultivators.
A Buddha cultivator stabbed his sword into the body of a black knight, but ......
The black rider didn't have any, cut off his head with a single sword, and then continued to kill the other Buddha on his horse.
"Oh my God!
Who are these people?
How can you not kill?
” A Buddhist cultivator shouted in panic and became distraught, but before he could finish his words, he saw a knife come out of his back, and a black rider with an expressionless face pulled the knife back from him.
"They are not human ......" one of the Buddhas realized it later, but it was already too late, and there were not many of the 300 Buddhas left in the original temple.
The elder of the Martial Hall was attacked by more than a dozen black knights, and he looked extremely embarrassed, at this time, he had long lost the vigor just now, but his strength was not bad, for a while, those black knights had no way to take him.
At this time, Bai Qi, who had not moved, suddenly moved, and rushed towards him one by one, and the elders of the martial hall seemed to be able to feel Bai Qi's strength, and the Zen staff in his hand flicked it, and the Zen staff hit Bai Qi like a tiger and a leopard.
However, Bai Qi didn't mean to retreat at all, he saw that the spear in his hand was raised, the tiger and leopard disappeared, and then with a backhand shot, it pierced the body of the elder of the Martial Palace, and then Bai Qi picked up his corpse high, hung it on the spear, and shouted: "The master has an order, and there is no forgiveness for killing!"
” At three o'clock in the afternoon, when the sun was the most poisonous wolf, I saw that on the originally empty ground, there were suddenly countless corpses, and these corpses were all the corpses of the Buddhist disciples of the Yuan Shi Temple, including the elders of the Martial Temple, none of them were alive, and these dead Buddha cultivators, the corpses were dry and flat, the skin was pale, there was no trace of blood, and the scalp was numb to see.
The corners of Chen Feng's mouth sneered, and he didn't look at them, the Buddha cultivation of the Three Hundred Yuan Origin Temple was just an appetizer, and Chen Feng's real target was not them.
At this moment, suddenly a little starlight appeared in the sky and flew towards Chen Feng, and the next moment, the starlight became larger, and I saw a man stabbing at Chen Feng with a sword, because this man's speed was too fast, even a white drag mark appeared in the air.
"Finally reluctantly appeared."
Chen Feng not only did not panic, but showed an expression of expectation.
This man is naturally one of the four Saint Kings of the Holy Purple Temple, against Chen Feng, I am afraid that they think that one Saint King is enough, the Saint King is the strongest person in this session, no matter how powerful this Chen Feng is, it is impossible to avoid the attack of a Saint King.
Chen Feng looked at him, a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he pinched his five fingers, only to see a boom, the surrounding scene was distorted, and Chen Feng had disappeared, and before the man could react, he saw a white figure waiting for him.
"Yue Yifeng!"
The man obviously recognized the back, and immediately screamed in horror.
"This king has been waiting for you for a long time."
Yue Yifeng turned around and smiled lightly at him.