"good!"

Fengshang dare not hesitate.

He hurried towards the Sword Tempering Valley.

Wang Defa also breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.

With Junior-Master-Uncle here, Fenglei Sect will definitely return empty-handed!

"Go ahead and tell your junior uncle to come out and die!"

Long Feifan said ferociously.

He clenched the banner in his left hand.

This is a demon-killing banner specifically designed to deal with evil spirits.

It’s more than enough to deal with your junior uncle!

So what if he is at a transcendent level?

The Demon-Slaying Banner is very effective in dealing with demons!

Wu Changfeng looked at Long Feifan coldly.

Let Junior Master-Uncle die?

If you really let Junior Master-Uncle take action, I'm afraid you will be killed without a complete body!

No one who looks down on Junior Master Uncle will have a good ending.

"Long Feifan, wait for Junior Master to make his move, then all of you stay here!"

Wu Changfeng said coldly.

He has great confidence in Qin Lang.

At this time, Ning Feng stood up.

"Master, I heard that the Suoxian Sect is a third-grade sect. I believe that there must be many disciples in the Purple Mansion Realm. Feng'er is itching to learn from the disciples of the Suoxian Sect."

He said it with a solemn oath.

As the fourth level of Purple Mansion Realm.

Ning Feng is very confident.

He had inquired about this before when he was in the Locking Immortal Sect.

The core disciples of the Locking Immortal Sect have the highest cultivation level of no more than the second level of Purple Mansion.

He is two levels lower than me, how could he be my opponent?

Wu Changfeng's face turned cold.

Ning Feng released his strength without any reservation.

He is at the fourth level of Purple Mansion, and no one among the core disciples of Locking Immortal Sect can be his match.

If the elders take action, it would be like bullying the weak, and it would not be glorious even if they win.

"What? Is there no one left at the Locking Immortal Gate?"

Long Feifan's eyes were full of mockery.

It feels so good to suppress the Suoxian Sect.

The core disciples of Suoxian Sect are preparing for the upcoming sect competition.

They are all practicing diligently.

As a result, Wu Changfeng doesn’t even have a core disciple behind him now.

Oh no, there is.

Shi Lan who just joined the Locking Immortal Sect.

At this time, he was already a member of the Locking Immortal Sect.

Being ridiculed like this, coupled with the youthful vigor.

How can I hold back this anger?

"You are at the fourth level of Purple Mansion, and you dare to speak so arrogantly!"

Shi Lan took a big step forward.

His face was grim.

"Shi Lan, Ning Feng is at the fourth level of Purple Mansion. You are no match for him."

Wu Changfeng reminded.

Shi Lan had just joined the Locking Immortal Sect and was the grandson of the Grand Elder of the Lingyun Pavilion, so he didn't dare let Shi Lan take the field.

"Elder Wu, please rest assured. My junior uncle has given me some advice."

Shi Lan smiled slightly.

The magical power of the Ice Finger is Shi Lan's trump card.

Ning Feng is only one level higher than him, but he is still confident.

"Well... okay then."

Wu Changfeng nodded.

Since we have Junior Master's guidance, there should be no problem.

Wasn’t it just with the help of a pill from my junior-master uncle that I was able to break through from the sixth level of Dan Palace to the first level of Yuantai?

Wang Defa watched all this with great interest hiding in the dark.

If Shi Lan is in danger.

He came to the rescue.

Shi Lan walked out of the mountain gate of Suoxianmen.

Ning Feng also stepped forward, his eyes full of contempt.

"You are only at the third level of Purple Mansion, and you dare to speak so arrogantly?"

He said with disdain on his face.

"Look carefully, what is strength!"

As soon as the words fell.

Ning Feng's aura rose again.

The fifth level of Purple Mansion!

It turned out that Ning Feng’s previous fourth level of Purple Mansion was just a disguise.

His true strength is the fifth level of Purple Mansion!

Everyone from the Locking Immortal Sect was shocked.

Cold sweat also appeared on Shi Lan's forehead.

Originally, he thought that Ning Feng was only at the fourth level of Purple Mansion, and could be dealt with by using his magical power Ice Finger.

But now Ning Feng has reached the fifth level of Purple Mansion.

He lost confidence.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Wu Changfeng, oh Wu Changfeng, you are not naive enough to think that Feng'er is just an ordinary disciple, right? He is my personal disciple. Is he surprised to be at the fifth level of Purple Mansion?"

Long Feifan looked at Wu Changfeng with a wry smile.

"Heh, Feng'er, stop hiding, show them your full strength!"

Wu Changfeng's eyes fixed.

Isn't the fifth level of Purple Mansion Ning Feng's full strength?

"Yes, Master!"

Ning Feng had a grim smile on his face.

"drink!"

He shouted loudly.

The momentum of his body surged again.

He actually reached the sixth level of Purple Mansion.

Shi Lan is only at the third level of Purple Mansion realm.

How can we be opponents when there is a difference of three levels?

"Are you scared, little devil?"

Ning Feng looked at Shi Lan with disdain.

Shi Lan's body trembled slightly.

There is no one in the Locking Immortal Gate right now.

He is the only one who is at the highest level in the Purple Mansion Realm.

If he doesn't stand up, the Suoxian Sect will never be able to hold its head up.

I can't let my uncle down!

He saved my life and taught me the magical power of Ice Finger!

I must fight for this.

"As a disciple of the Locking Immortal Sect, what is there to fear?"

Shi Lan's eyes were as sharp as torches.

He exuded an aura of fearlessness in the face of danger.

Wu Changfeng was a little surprised.

I didn’t expect that Shi Lan, who had just joined the Locking Immortal Sect, was willing to risk his life for it.

It’s no wonder that it was earned by Junior Master himself.

"Shi Lan, you are no match for him. Back off and wait until Junior Master arrives."

Wu Changfeng advised.

Although Shi Lan was not afraid of Ning Feng.

But the gap between the three realms is here.

Wu Changfeng didn't think that Shi Lan could win.

"No, Elder Wu, my great-grandmaster is such a great man. I believe that the martial arts he teaches me will definitely allow me to defeat him!"

Shi Lan shook his head and refused to back off.

All his hopes at this moment were pinned on the Ice Finger.

This is magical power!

If supernatural powers cannot go against the will of heaven, how can they be called supernatural powers!

"bring it on!"

Shi Lan roared.

There was a look of contempt in Ning Feng's eyes.

"Wind and Thunder Finger!"

There was lightning flashing on his fingertips, shooting straight towards Shi.

"Ice Finger!"

Shi Lan roared.

He gathered the spiritual power in his body and concentrated it on his index finger.

One finger represents thunder, the other represents ice.

The moment the two touched.

The thunder emitted by the Wind and Thunder Finger disappeared instantly.

Ning Feng, who was at the sixth level of Purple Mansion, was frozen and his vitality gradually dissipated.

"Feng'er!"

Long Feifan never expected this would be the result.

The moment he touched Ning Feng, he felt a biting chill coming towards him.

To the extent that he didn't dare to touch Ning Feng.

Shi Lan looked at his index finger, tired but also a little surprised.

It is worthy of the magical power taught by my uncle-master.

It actually allowed me to surpass three realms and kill my opponent instantly.

He glanced at Ning Feng and knew that Ning Feng had been frozen to death.

"The Immortal Locking Sect is not an existence that you can bully at will!"

Shi Lan stood majestically at the gate of Suoxianmen Mountain, looked at Fenglei Zong and others and shouted.

All this was beyond everyone's expectations.

Wu Changfeng and others thought that this was indeed a martial art taught by Junior Uncle-Master.

It’s really awesome!

Wang Defa was also a little surprised.

He witnessed Shi Lan's growth and nodded with satisfaction.

"You dare to kill the master's disciple? I want you dead!"

The law enforcement elder of Fenglei Sect saw Ning Feng die.

Long Feifan's sadness turned into a river.

He could no longer bear it and no longer cared about the so-called bullying of the weak.

The fifth level of Dan Palace realm exploded and rushed straight towards Shi Lan.

"Shi Lan, retreat!"

Wu Changfeng shouted softly.

He raised his hand.

Suck Shi Lan directly to his side.

However, the Fenglei Sect's law enforcement elder charged towards the Suoxian Sect without even thinking.

"Return Junior Brother Feng'er's life!"

He roared and raised the Thunder Blade in his hand high.

The moment he just stepped into the mountain gate of Locking Immortals Gate.