A Paragon of Wuhun Chapter 64: Qin Moling

Chapter 64 Qin Moling

Chen Feng was astonished: "Sister, have you also entered?"

"Why, despise me?" Han Yuer shrugged her nose cutely.

"It is indeed a little surprised." Chen Feng said honestly.

Han Yuer was anxious and waved a small fist at him like a demonstration.

Then she giggled again: "I didn't believe it before, speaking of which, I was lucky."

It turned out that the opponent in the final battle with Han Yuer was very strong. After he came up, he beat Han Yuer to the left and right, and it was difficult to parry.

Just when Han Yuer was about to lose, a vision of heaven and earth suddenly appeared on Chen Feng's side.

Han Yu'er has a low level of cultivation, and has little knowledge. His opponent was very knowledgeable and was shocked so much that he was distracted on the spot.

Han Yu'er took the opportunity to attack and wins in a daze.

Han Yuer said excitedly, bursting into laughter.

Under the shallow light, the beauty Yan Ruyu, this scene, Chen Feng has not forgotten for a long time.

Early the next morning, the top ten disciples of the Waizong were all gathered on the summit of Broken Arrow Peak, in front of the Zongmen Hall.

Chen Feng and Han Yuer came here with Han Cong and waited outside the hall.

"Are you Chen Feng?"

A voice came from behind.

Chen Feng looked back and saw a group of people approaching. Seven or eight of them were not very old, and the oldest was around twenty years old. All of them are luxuriously dressed, powerful and arrogant.

The one who spoke was the one who was at the forefront.

He is about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a slender figure, thin lips, thin eyes, handsome and gentle, but there is a hint of coldness in his eyes.

The man walked up to Chen Feng, raised his chin slightly, and asked proudly: "Are you Chen Feng?"

Chen Feng frowned: "Why ask knowingly?"

"It is true that the master died early, uneducated, and not at all polite." A girl in purple shirt sneered.

"Public laugh at others for being uneducated, I am afraid that I am really uneducated!"

Chen Feng sneered: "Although your master and parents are not dead, I suggest that they should commit suicide and teach you such a thing. If you change me, you will die in shame."

Han Yuer giggled and said, "Chen Feng, that's a good point!"

"You!" The girl's face was pale, and she was shaking all over.

"Sure enough, my teeth are sharp and my mouth is sharp, I just don't know how my hands are!"

The first teenager to speak coldly sneered.

He is obviously the most outstanding person in this group. When he speaks, everyone agrees.

"You are certainly not as good as Brother Qin!"

"Senior Brother Qin, you are the most famous first disciple of the foreign sect. I don't know how to squeeze into the ranks of the top ten disciples by some shameful means. How could it be your opponent?"

"Among our top ten disciples, it's really unlucky to have such an extra item!"

"I bet he is not the enemy of Brother Qin's three moves."

The purple-clothed girl glanced at Chen Feng in disgust, and stood beside Senior Brother Qin.

Qin Moling, seventeen years old, the eldest son of the Qin family in Baishicheng, the nine-fold peak cultivation base the day after tomorrow!

Half a step at the gate!

Qin Moling stepped forward, exuding momentum, and staring at Chen Feng: "Junior Brother Chen, I heard that you are very powerful. I want to ask for two tricks. I wonder if you can admire your face?"

Chen Feng couldn't breathe under the huge momentum! He felt that his hands and feet were like being stuck in a quagmire, and it was extremely difficult to move them.

"It's terrible, I can't even move, is this the strength of the half-step gods?"

Chen Feng's heart set off a stormy sea.

He knew that Qin Moling at this time wanted to kill himself, that is, with one move!

Han Cong came over and coughed softly, and Chen Feng felt that the pressure on his body suddenly lightened.

"Uncle Han." Qin Moling saluted very respectfully.

As if it wasn't him who provoked just now.

Han Cong glared at him, and said coldly: "The lord will be summoned soon, you are making a fuss here, what kind of style?"

Qin Moling smiled and said: "Uncle Han taught that."

While speaking, another person came over, who turned out to be Ran Changling who was defeated by Chen Feng yesterday.

His face is pale and looks very weak, but his right arm has been reborn with flesh and blood.

I don't know what heaven and earth treasures Ran Yuxue used for him, the elixir.

He stared at Chen Feng tightly~IndoMTL.com~ his eyes were cold like a poisonous snake.

Qin Moling greeted him. They looked very familiar. They talked and laughed together, and looked at Chen Feng from time to time.

"Why did he come? Didn't he get eliminated?" Chen Feng asked in surprise.

Han Cong sighed: "Ran Yuxue opened up the joints in the sect, and the sect announced to the outside that it was a pity that Ran Changling was extremely talented, and it was a pity that he did not enter the inner door, and he specially added a quota to come in."

"One of the top ten disciples retired. Of course, Ran Yuxuexu gave him a great advantage. So Ran Changling can add to the top ten disciples."

"Can it still be like this?"

Chen Feng said in surprise.

Then a wave of anger surged in his heart, and he sneered: "Ran Yuxue, do you value your nephew more? You have to pay such a high price to let him enter the inner sect, right?"

"Okay, then I will hit you in the face!"