Sure enough, the few people in front passed this level in just a moment.
But when it was Feng Wuchen's turn, the attitudes of several deacons changed instantly.
"What is your spiritual vein? Why don't you show it soon?"
"I have no spiritual veins!"
Feng Wuchen suppressed his inner emotions and said this!
The several deacons looked at each other with some meaningful expressions in their eyes.
"No spiritual veins? How can you pass the test of our Qingchen Sect without spiritual veins? Get out of here!"
While shouting angrily, one of the deacons released the coercion of the ninth level of his Qi Control Realm, pressing towards Feng Wuchen like a mountain.
Under that powerful pressure, Feng Wuchen's body remained motionless.
"You can't practice without a spiritual vein? You can't join the Qingchen Sect without a spiritual vein? Who do you think you are, how dare you tell me to get out!"
"Humph! You're shameless. The four of us have the final say here. Even if you say something outrageous today, you still have to get off the mountain!"
"Hahaha!"
Hearing this, Feng Wuchen actually smiled instead of getting angry.
"So! Qingchen Sect is planning to shut me out today even if it doesn't come with its old face?"
"Boy! It's useless to talk more. You can only blame too many people for offending you! There are too many people who don't want you to join the Qingchen Sect! If you don't want to suffer the physical pain, just get out!"
After hearing this, Feng Wuchen immediately understood the reason for the matter.
If you think about it carefully, he has really many enemies so far!
Lin Wan, the true disciple of the Qingchen Sect, the Qin family of the imperial capital, and the group of nobles who were slapped in the face by him the night before.
These people all wish they were unlucky, right?
Thinking this way, an unknown fire began to ignite in his body.
"If it weren't for my sister, I would really look down on a rubbish sect like the Qingchen Sect! I don't have to join the sect, but you can't stop me from going up the mountain! Remember, it's not the Qingchen Sect that refuses to accept the sect.
I, but I don’t want to join the Qingchen Sect!”
After saying that, his aura exploded, and the Burning Sun Sword appeared in his hand. The awe-inspiring sword intent made the four deacons immediately confused.
"It's actually a sword cultivator!"
After learning that Feng Wuchen was a sword cultivator, the four of them also started to panic.
They did receive benefits from certain people and promised to keep them out.
But they didn’t know that this boy was a sword cultivator!
How powerful is the sword cultivator's combat power? Once he grows up, he will become the sect's strongest combat power!
Not at all
To be exaggerated, no force from either side would refuse the joining of a sword cultivator.
Their talents are insufficient and it will be difficult for them to break through the golden realm throughout their lives.
Among the hundreds of deacons of Qingchen Sect, he is also the one with the lowest status.
That's why I do such chores as pick-ups.
If the higher-ups of the sect find out that they sent a young swordsman down the mountain, the last good days may be coming to an end.
But now, do they still have a choice?
The answer is no!
If you speak out, the water will be thrown out.
If they change their attitude at this time, where will their face be from now on?
What's more, Feng Wuchen has already unleashed his murderous intent on them. Even if they let him in, they may not be able to reap their benefits in the future.
"What about sword cultivators? Why should we be afraid of sword cultivators who have not grown up? We will destroy him here!"
"Hmph! Although you are a sword cultivator, it is true that your spiritual veins are incomplete and you are destined to not be able to go far. Even if I kill you, the sect will not necessarily blame us!"
Facing the attacks of the four people, Feng Wuchen did not flinch.
Although these people are just serving as deacons, they are all at the seventh level of Qi Control Realm or above.
Feng Wuchen quickly locked onto the weakest of the four and thrust out his sword.
"How dare you attack the sect's deacon! Death penalty!"
The deacon roared angrily, and his palms stacked up layer by layer, like a stormy sea.
"Shocking Palm!"
A low-grade Xuan-level martial skill—Jingtao Palm!
This deacon was determined to kill Feng Wuchen, and he used his most powerful killing move.
"Boy, die!"
Facing the palm of a strong man from the seventh level of Qi Control, Feng Wuchen did not dare to be careless at all.
He frantically concentrated his sword intent and killing intent.
Only by combining the two can the murderous sword exert its maximum power!
"The old dog sees the sword!"
Feng Wuchen drew his sword without any fancy decorations. The direction of the sword's edge was exactly where the deacon was.
In the electric light and flint, the sword blade collided with the palm. The several-layered Jingtai Palm was like paper, quickly disintegrating and annihilated under this sword.
"What?"
When the other party is surprised.
Feng Wuchen's sword edge had reached three inches to his neck.
"Refund!"
Feeling bad in his heart, this man almost tried his best to force Fen Yang's sword edge to deflect slightly.
"ah!"
As a scream came, the deacon's arm was separated from his body under the sharp edge, and there was blood pouring from the broken arm.
"Chu Feng!"
Seeing Feng Wuchen chop off an arm of the seventh-level Qi Control Realm, the remaining three people were shocked. .??.
Xiantian killed an arm in the late stage of Qi Control Realm!
How ridiculous?
But this scene actually happened!
Feng Wuchen took a deep breath, constantly adjusting his disordered inner breath.
After all, he still couldn't control that sword perfectly, and the opponent was actually a seventh-level airbender.
He couldn't help but feel a surge in his heart even if he fought hard with him.
"Haha... If I had the cultivation of the Qi Control Realm, what I struck with my sword just now was not your hand, but your head!"
Feng Wuchen's murderous words made everyone's hearts tremble.
This kid is so murderous!
Is he really just a sixteen-year-old boy?
"How dare you hurt me, the deacon of the Qingchen Sect! You are destined to not be able to leave the Qingchen Sect safely today!"
"This boy's swordsmanship is tricky, don't be careless, let's go together! We must let this boy survive today, otherwise, what happened today will become the shame of our Qingchen Sect!"
Seeing the three people attacking together, Feng Wuchen raised Fen Yang again and prepared to draw his sword.
At the critical moment, a soft voice suddenly sounded.
"Tsk, tsk... interesting! How interesting! A group of half-buried old guys attacked a Xiantian realm and even had their arms chopped off. Can any cat or dog be the deacon of the Qingchen Sect these days?"
"who?"
After hearing this voice, everyone turned around subconsciously.
Then I saw a woman in red walking up from a path on the mountain, holding a sword. The woman looked a little older than Feng Wuchen, with waist-length hair tied into a high ponytail, and peach blossom eyes.
, willow leaf eyebrows, and two flaming red lips, she is also a peerless beauty.
"Which peak are you a disciple of?"
The woman did not hide it, she placed the sword in her hand in front of everyone, and introduced herself generously:
"The head of the traceless peak
Xizhenzhuan——Shen Hongyi!"
"Markless Peak!"
Upon hearing these three words, the expressions of the four ushering deacons gradually changed.
Feng Wuchen also frowned.
As far as he knows, the current Qingchen Sect only has four peaks: Canglang, Danxia, ​​Chilian, and Qingmu.
Where did the Wuhenfeng in this woman's mouth come from?
Of course he doesn't know.
Wuhen Peak is a taboo of Qingchen Sect!
That is a peak that should have been destroyed long ago!
Before that, they did not recruit disciples or perform tasks.
The name of Wuhen Peak only exists in legends.
Even these deacons who have been in Qingchen Sect for decades, this is the first time they see Wuhen Peak.
The woman ignored the four deacons and blinked at Feng Wuchen from a distance.
"Are you a swordsman?"
"yes!"
"You should be able to tell that I am not the same as these blind guys. Do you want to consider joining our Wuhen Peak?"
"Wuhen Peak?" Feng Wuchen raised his eyebrows slightly: "Can you absorb the Xuanbing Qi?"
"Natural can!"
"make a deal!"
"..."
After listening to the words of these two people, the faces of the four reception deacons became uglier than eating shit.
"The people from Wuhen Peak have actually come down to recruit disciples?"
Shen Hongyi sneered: "Don't get me wrong, I just went down the mountain to buy wine for the old man. Seeing that this kid has a lot of skills, it's not too much for me to pick him up and do some miscellaneous work, right? What? You don't allow people who don't accept you.
Did he go somewhere else?"
"Hmph!" A certain deacon snorted coldly: "A sword cultivator without spiritual veins, can you, Wuhen Peak, like you?"
"No spiritual veins?" Hearing this, Shen Hongyi couldn't help but glance at Feng Wuchen: "Really?"
Feng Wuchen didn't hide anything and nodded calmly.
If this woman only has this little vision, then there is no essential difference between her and the four people in front of her. It doesn't matter that he doesn't enter the so-called Traceless Peak.
"Without Dantian, you are useless!"
Hearing Shen Hongyi murmur to herself, the four deacons gradually smiled.
But before they could have the last laugh, the woman's lips raised slightly and she changed the subject.
Chapter completed!