A Paragon of Wuhun Chapter 271: I pressed Chen Feng to win!

Chapter 271 I will win over Chen Feng!

Chen Feng glanced at him with a cold expression, without saying a word, turned and left.

The more Chen Feng is like this, the more it makes Yang Jingtian feel that he has been greatly humiliated. He looked at Chen Feng with a distorted expression, and his eyes seemed to burst into flames: "Chen Feng, wait for me! "

Two days later, in Nei Zong's back mountain, around the Life and Death Platform, crowds were crowded.

Almost all the Nei Zong disciples came, and even some of the Nei Zong disciples who practiced in retreat and did not ask about the world have heard the news this time and came to watch the battle.

The cliffs around the platform of life and death are already full of elders of Nei Zong. No way, this time the battle between Chen Feng and Yang Jingtian was really too much. Their generation is called the Golden Generation, and today's duel is the strongest match between the Golden Generation.

There was even a Taishang elder who publicly said that the battle between the two of them directly determined who was the first person of Qian Yuanzong twenty years later.

The battle hasn't started yet, there are already ongoing arguments underneath.

"Guess who can win?"

"It goes without saying, of course it is Yang Jingtian."

"Yes, I think so too. Yang Jingtian comes from a family with profound background. His realm is almost indistinguishable from Chen Feng's realm, and behind him is the entire Yang family. What does Chen Feng have? He is just A poor boy who died of Master!"

"Yes, it makes sense. When two people's realm hard power is similar, the magic weapon and elixir on their bodies will become the decisive factor."

To discuss this issue, more than a dozen senior disciples of the Nei Sect, all of whom have been in the Nei Sect for more than five years. Their strength is not weak, and they have rich combat experience, and what they say is also very experienced and convincing.

The crowd echoed.

At this moment, a cold and soft voice suddenly came from the side: "Chen Feng will definitely win."

Everyone followed the sound and saw a woman walking slowly. She was wearing a simple white plain clothes, and she was dragging a giant sword almost as big as three of hers, and one giant sword came out on the ground. Deep gully.

Seeing her coming, everyone couldn't help but give up a way, looking at him with a trace of jealousy and uncontrollable hostility.

The person who came is Shen Yanbing. Her expression has returned to normal. There are Han Yu'er and others nearby. The two seem to be close together. Obviously, she and Han Yu'er have been getting along quite well in the past few days.

Shen Yanbing came to this person, stared at him, and said in a deep voice: "Chen Feng will definitely win!"

His expression was extremely serious, as if he was talking about something very pious, and his momentum was even more overwhelming. For a while, no one dared to refute it.

After a while, there was a disdainful snort next to him: "Huh, it turned out that he was born in a poor family. I have never stayed in a family, and I have never seen anything in the world. I don’t even know that he is rich in wealth. How important."

Shen Yanbing didn't say much, walked directly in front of him, with a big sword in his hand, pounding the ground, and shouted in a deep voice: "Dare to fight?"

This person turned pale with fright. Although he has been in Nei Zong for four or five years, he is only the first building in the Divine Sect Realm. How dare he follow Shen Yanbing’s performance on the stage of life and death that day? She fights.

But let him directly admit defeat. He was unwilling to admit his timidity.

At this time, Sun Hua suddenly came over and shouted: "All bets are placed. There are only two ways to play today, bet on Chen Feng to win, and bet on Yang Jingtian to win."

Shen Yanbing walked to him, took an ordinary cloth bag, and untied the cloth bag. She took out about thirty middle-grade spirit stones from it in a precious and important place. For many disciples with wealth, 30 middle-grade spirit stones were not even enough to consume for a month~ IndoMTL.com~ but for Shen Yanbing. For the poor disciple, this is all her wealth. She put all the middle-grade spirit stones in front of Sun Hua, and said in a deep voice: "I will win against Chen Feng."

Han Yu'er saw this scene, a touch of emotion flashed in her eyes, and other disciples of foreign origin, all of them took out their own spirit stones and said: "We bet the big brother to win."

On the cliff, Xu Lao sat in a chair leisurely, watching the scene below, smiling at an old man with the same hair and beard and graying next to him: "These little guys have a lot of love and righteousness. It's really good."

The old man with white hair and beard beside him sighed and said: "It's mainly because of Chen Feng's core. Chen Feng is good enough for them and convinced them, so that's why."

On the cliffs opposite the two of them, there was also a group of elders from the outer sect who was surrounded by a tall and burly old man talking. The old man seemed to be quite old, but he was very energetic, even half of his beard was black, his eyes were piercing, and he was full of unspeakable domineering.

Next to him, a middle-aged man who looked three points similar to him, but with a gloomy look, smiled and said: "Father, today, Sedum will definitely shine, shocking the entire Qian Yuanzong and attracting high-level attention."