The entire Yun Sect!
It was eerily quiet at this moment.
They stared at Zhou Yuan with eyes as if they wanted to eat him.
What does Zhou Yuan mean?
Is this looking down on their entire sect?
Qin Feng is now their young master.
The existence of the first newcomer.
"Qin Feng, fuck him!"
"Cut him in half!"
Someone yelled.
Zhang Fei also patted Qin Feng's shoulder heavily.
"Just shut him up."
Lingtai Realm!
Is it very strong?
Qin Feng nodded, then reached out and took out the armor magic weapon from the storage bag.
He now does not represent himself.
If it's on behalf of an individual, he doesn't care.
But now, he represents the entire Yun Sect.
We have to fight!
suddenly!
Zhou Yuan was stunned.
His pupils constricted and fell into the storage bag in Qin Feng's hand.
Having joined the sect for more than half a year, he naturally knew what the storage bag represented.
How could this rubbish Qin Feng have a storage bag?
A storage bag, two hundred thousand spirit stones.
sky!
Is it possible that Yunzong is very rich?
Suddenly, Zhou Yuan's heart was moved.
Qin Feng, who is at the sixth level of Qi Refining, can get a storage bag when he joins Yun Sect. So what about him who is now at the Lingtai Realm?
Can't I just play around as a saint?
Zhou Yuan was overjoyed.
Jin Shenghu, who was standing behind him, had a changed expression.
"Let's spar and get some armor and magic tools? Brother Zhang, you can't play it like that."
Jin Shenghu really wanted to curse.
Once the armor and magic weapons are worn, what's the point of fighting?
Can Zhou Yuan break through the defense without using weapons?
What a joke!
That's a magical weapon.
"Ah, armor magic weapon?" Zhou Yuan was dumbfounded again.
He hasn't even touched the magic weapon yet.
How come Qin Feng has an armor magic weapon?
"No armor magic weapon?" Qin Feng frowned.
"Of course!" said Jin Shenghu.
"Oh oh!" Qin Feng put away his armor and magic weapon, then turned around and took a few steps into the training ground.
Zhou Yuan's face was grim.
He looked at Zhang Fei, gritted his teeth, and made a decision in his heart.
Kill Qin Feng!
Join the Yun Sect.
Not to mention armor and magic tools, at least give me a magic tool and a storage bag.
"Qin Feng, I'll give you a hand." Zhou Yuan said proudly.
Left hand behind the back!
He stretched out his right hand and hooked his index finger towards Qin Feng.
The Lingtai Realm fights the sixth level of Qi Refining.
So easy!
"Come on then." Qin Feng waved his hand.
The sword ball is held in the palm of the hand.
In a moment!
Zhou Yuan looked dazed.
The somewhat arrogant face gradually turned angry.
Jealousy burned in his eyes.
Why!
Why does Qin Feng have his own flying sword?
He turned around and ran out of the martial arts arena.
"Elder Jin, he has his own flying sword. How can we defeat him?" Zhou Yuan's fists were almost broken.
Isn't this just showing off wealth?
He is unarmed!
It’s no use fighting against my natal flying sword.
Even in the Lingtai realm, one still has a mortal body!
Who can withstand the blow of a sword?
"No way, no way, you can't be so poor that you don't even have your own flying sword."
Looking at Zhou Yuan fleeing in a panic, someone laughed out loud.
Look at it from a different perspective.
It feels so good no matter how you look at it.
Jin Shenghu's face was also terribly green.
"No, Brother Zhang, what do you mean by this? It's just a sparring match. Is it necessary to use my natal flying sword?"
Zhang Fei disagreed.
Qin Feng, the swordsman!
What else can I use if not a sword?
Do you think I'm going to use your dog head?
"You, the Haitian Sect, are so poor? In our sect, even those at the sixth level of Qi Refining have their own flying swords. You, a genius at the Dulingtai realm, don't give me anything?
Jin Shenghu, you Haitian Sect are way too stingy, aren't you?" Zhang Fei said coldly.
Everyone around was sticking their heads out, their faces almost twisted with anger.
I've already established my foundation, where's my natal flying sword?
Where!
Why didn’t I see it?
If he couldn't defeat the Jindan cultivator, he would have cursed at his superiors.
Hear the sound!
Zhou Yuan and the others' expressions kept changing.
They looked at Zhang Fei and couldn't help themselves.
"Is this true?"
The moment the voice rang out, the group of people who were originally very angry suddenly laughed out loud.
"Of course it's true."
"In our Yun Sect, joining the sect will give you a magical weapon."
A group of people started to make a fuss, just to watch the fun.
This made Zhou Yuan and the others' eyes red.
"Elder Jin, look, I don't have a weapon, so I can't fight!" Zhou Yuan looked at Jin Shenghu and raised his hand to point at the sword ball in Qin Feng's hand.
"Look at your father! That's my natal flying sword, worth millions of spirit stones. Do you want me to sell you one?" Jin Shenghu was very angry.
There is not a single good person in Yun Sect.
Having been neighbors with Yun Zong for hundreds of years, he must have a clear idea of what Yun Zong is like.
Did those people who were just beaten have their own flying swords?
He currently has only about 200,000 spirit stones on him.
Where did he get his natal flying sword?
After scolding Zhou Yuan, he also looked at Qin Feng seriously.
How could a person who has reached the sixth stage of Qi Refining possess a storage bag, an armor magic weapon, and his own flying sword?
Moreover, Zhou Yuan also said that Qin Feng was a waste when he was in their hometown.
Even if his biological father is the leader of the Yun Sect, he wouldn't have so many good things.
Especially the natal flying sword...
"Brother Zhang, we can't fight like this, so let's leave." Jin Shenghu said.
Zhou Yuan and the others are very talented.
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