The next day, Xiao Ting came to Duan Chenfeng's room and knocked on the door gently, but there was no response from inside, so she shouted softly: "Chenfeng, are you up?"
There was still no response. Xiao Ting felt a little anxious and her voice became louder: "Chen Feng, are you there?"
At this time, a voice came, not from inside the room, but from behind her. It was Feng Sha's voice: "Tingting, you came to Chenfeng so early, what's the matter?"
When Xiao Ting looked at her father, she blushed slightly and said shyly: "It's okay, I'm just bored. Come and see Chenfeng."
Feng Sha still didn't understand what his daughter was thinking, but he didn't tell her and asked casually: "Is Chen Feng in the room?"
Xiao Ting said, "No, I don't know where he is." Her tone was a little anxious.
Hearing what his daughter said, Feng Sha felt strange in his heart. Logically speaking, Duan Chenfeng couldn't go out, so he said: "This is strange. If not here, then where would he go!"
"Could it be..." Xiao Ting suddenly thought of Duan Chenfeng asking him about the Setting Sun Sect last night. Could it be that he went to the Setting Sun Sect?
Since Xiao Ting didn't know Duan Chenfeng's life experience, she didn't know the hatred between the Setting Sun Sect and him, so he felt strange in his heart.
Feng Sha hurriedly asked: "What's wrong?"
When Xiao Ting heard her father ask about it, she roughly recounted what she said last night. After she finished speaking, Feng Sha's expression changed drastically and he said worriedly: "No, he might have gone for revenge."
"Revenge?" Xiao Ting became even more confused and asked hurriedly: "Why did he go to the Setting Sun Sect to seek revenge?"
Feng Sha was not in the mood to talk so much to his daughter and said in a hurry: "Don't ask these questions yet. Chen Feng's life may be in danger. I'll go find some senior brothers and we'll go to the Setting Sun Sect later."
"I'll go too." Xiao Ting became worried when her father said that Duan Chenfeng might be in danger.
"Okay! Be careful then." Feng Sha said and walked away in a hurry. He must find the most helpers as soon as possible, otherwise he will not be able to remove Duan Chenfeng from the number one sect in the world of cultivation.
rescued.
After flying in the middle of the night, Duan Chenfeng has arrived at the border of Canyang Mountain. Standing on the Ziyun Pendant, looking at the aura-filled mountains in front of him, Duan Chenfeng knew that he was about to reach his destination, so he stepped up his true strength.
The speed emitted by Yuan Li flew towards the Setting Sun Gate with all its strength.
After a while, Duan Chenfeng came to the foot of the mountain of the Setting Sun Sect. Looking at the mountain gate more than ten feet high, he smiled slightly. What is the largest sect of cultivation and the leader of the righteous cultivators? Today I want the world to know about the Setting Sun Sect.
After years of dirty behavior, Ziyun Pei returned to his body, and the soul-capturing flute appeared in his hand, emitting seven colors of light under the influence of true energy.
Duan Chenfeng stared at the mountain gate with his eyes, holding the soul-capturing flute and walked towards the door step by step. When the disciples of the Setting Sun Sect saw a strange man with murderous intent walking towards them, they hurriedly grabbed the sword in their hands and alertly
Said: "Excuse me, what's the matter with you and why you came to our Sunset Sect."
Duan Chenfeng ignored them and continued walking.
When the disciple saw that Duan Chenfeng ignored them, he felt a little unhappy. The setting sun sect was the largest sect in the world of cultivation. When had they ever seen such an arrogant person? Looking at this person's moral conduct, he was only on the fifth level, so
He said angrily: "Boy, you are moving forward, be careful we are not polite."
Duan Chenfeng had already arrived in front of the two of them. One of them saw that Duan Chenfeng was clearly provocative. He raised the sword in his hand and swung it towards Duan Chenfeng's chest. From the strength and speed of this sword,
They are both perfect swords. By doing this, he taught this ignorant boy in front of him a lesson.
If his sword was used against any cultivator who had reached the fifth level, it might be effective to a certain extent, but the person he was dealing with now was Duan Chenfeng, a man with internal power that combined true energy and magic power.
Duan Chenfeng looked at the sword swung at him, smiled disdainfully, and dodged away. At the same time, the soul-destroying flute fired three blasts of void sword energy at his attacker, shooting directly at his head, body, feet, and handles.
The opponent's escape route was completely closed. The opponent obviously did not expect that Duan Chenfeng's spells had reached such an advanced level. He accidentally hit a sword energy, and the sword hit his chest.
I saw him covering his chest and saying in surprise: "You are the one from Leng Sha Sect."
Duan Chenfeng jumped up and shouted loudly to the man: "Can - Yang - San." Using the flute as a sword, he instantly hit the opponent's chest. The opponent did not react in time and was hit by Duan Chenfeng.
, and his body also flew up. When he was flying in the air, his eyes were wide open. He had something to say, but he couldn't say it. Finally, he landed on a stone next to the mountain gate, tilted his head, and died.
Seeing that one of them had been dealt with, Duan Chenfeng turned his head to another disciple of the Setting Sun Sect who was guarding the door. That disciple was more than ten years younger than the one who died just now. It seemed that he had been practicing in the Setting Sun Sect not long ago. At this time
, the disciple's face turned pale, he dropped the sword in his hand, and ran towards the mountain in a hurry. He was extremely frightened. The senior brother who usually relied on his mastery of Taoism did not expect to die in the face of others today. That person's strength was indeed
Not to be underestimated.
Duan Chenfeng did not chase the disciple of the Setting Sun Sect, but walked up the mountain step by step. There was no expression on his face, and his bangs were ruffled by the wind and swayed in his ears.
Halfway up the mountain, disciples of the Setting Sun Sect, carrying magical weapons, landed next to Duan Chenfeng. Duan Chenfeng, the leader, would never forget it until his death. He was the man who killed his parents - Zhang Shengquan.
Zhang Shengquan came to Duan Chenfeng and looked around. He was very surprised when he looked around. There were not many cultivators at such a young age who could possess such a Taoist practice. He had only seen one, and that was Duan Chenfeng's father Duan Chenfeng.
Qingkong. Just now, he heard from the disciple guarding the door that there was a man who killed his senior brother with one move. He thought that a very powerful cultivation master was coming, so he hurriedly came with his Death Gate Formation, but after he came, he let him
I was slightly disappointed. There was nothing special about the young man in front of me, except that he was a little higher-minded and a little younger.
Zhang Shengquan asked: "Fellow Taoist, do you know why you came to our Setting Sun Sect?"
When Duan Chenfeng saw that the person coming was Zhang Shengquan, the anger that had been suppressed for so many years burst out instantly. He stared at Zhang Shengquan with his eyes and said slowly in a cold voice: "I am here to avenge my parents."
Revenge? Zhang Shengquan was confused at this time. The Setting Sun Sect had no enemies for so many years. Why was this young man in front of him so full of murderous intent? He asked doubtfully: "Excuse me..."
Duan Chenfeng interrupted Zhang Shengquan's words, put the soul-capturing flute on his chest, and said, "Let's end it today!" The soul-capturing flute emitted a faint seven-color light, and trembled slightly under the master's strong fighting spirit.
Zhang Shengquan noticed the magic weapon in Duan Chenfeng's hand and asked in surprise: "You are Duan Chenfeng."
Duan Chenfeng's name is already well-known in the world of cultivation, because everyone knows that he has two artifacts, one is the Ziyun Pendant and the other is the Soul Capture Flute. Even people who don't know the artifacts know that they can emit colorful sounds.
What does the magical weapon of light represent?
Duan Chenfeng did not answer Zhang Shengquan's words, but Zhang Shengquan vaguely saw the shadow of his senior brother in Duan Chenfeng's appearance, and asked guessingly: "Chenfeng, about your father..."
"Don't mention my father. I will never forget what you did back then. I will use your blood to pay homage to you." Under the influence of Duan Chenfeng, the soul-capturing flute emitted a strange energy note, which came from him.
It spread quickly around them.
The disciples of the Death Gate Array were all people with profound true energy. A layer of protective energy was seen on the surface of their bodies, and the spell Duan Chenfeng had just cast disappeared without a trace. They took out their magic weapons one by one,
Bao Duan Chenfeng was surrounded in the middle, ready to attack at any time.
"Hey!" Zhang Shengquan sighed and said: "Since you are here, the battle between us is inevitable, so let me come and meet you for a while!" Then he said to the men next to him: "
Don't take action, this is a personal grudge between me and him."
Duan Chenfeng smiled coldly and said: "No need to worry about personal grudges! You can get along together." When he came, Duan Chenfeng had already figured it out in his mind. Wan Qing went and took his
Love, and destroy all the good memories in the bottom of my heart. What else is there to miss in the world? If he can avenge his parents, he will really have nothing to worry about.
"Set up the formation." Zhang Shengquan shouted, and his figure disappeared on the spot. The cultivators of the Death Gate Array quickly moved in front of Duan Chenfeng. In a moment, the Death Gate Array was set up. Duan Chenfeng stood at the death gate.
In the gate array, his heart suddenly relaxed. The only thing he wanted to do now was revenge.
This may be his last battle! Duan Chenfeng held the soul-capturing flute and said in his heart. He glanced at the people around him and put the soul-capturing flute between his lips briskly, and his true energy was instantly concentrated in his
With his mouth, he wanted to blow that powerful true energy into the soul-capturing flute.
The soul-shaking song slowly came out from the soul-capturing flute, attacking everyone's heartstrings with the magic power of the Nine Netherworld. The people surrounding Duan Chenfeng were all masters in the Death Gate Formation, and each of them had true energy.
It was very high, but in the face of such a weird tune, they still had no choice but to channel a burst of energy to stop the soul-stirring sound from invading their minds.
Artifact, this is the power of the artifact, it has abilities that ordinary magic weapons cannot surpass.
Duan Chenfeng was blowing the soul-capturing flute and watching every move around him. Although the soul-shaking song was strange, Duan Chenfeng's ability was limited and he could not exert its full energy. At this moment, the other party, with the cooperation of four people,
, stood up and thought about Duan Chenfeng's chest attack, his sword came straight towards him, the sword and his body kept spinning in the air, in a moment, it had reached Duan Chenfeng's chest, Duan Chenfeng raised his hand
The soul-capturing flute was used to welcome the sword, but the power of the sword was too great. Duan Chenfeng's body was also hit by the magic weapon, and he took three steps back before he stabilized.
The opponent failed to succeed in one attack and returned to where he was standing, waiting for the next opportunity to attack.
Facing the powerful attack, Duan Chenfeng not only showed no fear, but also became more and more excited. He said softly: "Today I will come to see the Death Gate Formation for a while."
I saw Duan Chenfeng's body flying up in the air, attacking the person closest to him. The other person had already been prepared. When Duan Chenfeng was fighting with the other person, the four people standing next to him also
He quickly attacked Duan Chenfeng. As a result, Duan Chenfeng was instantly at a disadvantage, and the opponent's palm also hit his chest.
Duan Chenfeng wiped away a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, smiled slightly, and said: "The Gate of Death Formation is indeed well-deserved."
Zhang Shengquan waved his hand, and a new round of attacks began again. Facing the raindrop attack, Duan Chenfeng took out the Ziyun Pendant. Under the influence of the owner, the Ziyun Pendant quickly enlarged, forming a transparent structure.
Boundary, protecting Duan Chenfeng's body inside.
Under the attack of everyone, the energy barrier supported by Ziyun Pei became thinner and thinner, and was about to collapse. At this moment, Duan Chenfeng jumped up and said loudly: "Xu——wu——sword——
Qi - four - square - broken."
Thick strands of sword energy were centered around Duan Chenfeng and shot out in all directions. The cultivators in the Death Gate Formation next to them were indeed the masters among the masters. Even in this unexpected situation, they were able to catch Duan Chenfeng's attacks with ease.
The void sword energy.
After Duan Chenfeng attacked with all his strength, his body briefly collapsed. He squatted down with one leg bent on the ground. Duan Chenfeng saw the masters of the Death Sect coming towards him one after another. He was desperate. His own strength was too great.
If you are too small, how can you take revenge?
He closed his eyes and faced death.
"Chen Feng, I'm here."
Duan Chenfeng's desperate eyes suddenly opened. This voice was made by Xiao Ting. Why did she appear here? Duan Chenfeng raised his head and saw Xiao Ting wearing a purple dress and holding a sword in her hand.
Slowly falling down, she quickly came to his side and said worriedly: "Chenfeng, how are you?" She was very focused when she spoke, and did not pay attention to the people in the Death Gate Formation next to her at all.
Duan Chenfeng stood up and asked: "Why are you here? Senior Feng Sha and the others are here!"
Xiao Ting smiled slightly and said: "They are behind, I came first." She stuck out her tongue as she spoke.
Duan Chenfeng was about to speak when suddenly, Zhang Shengquan swung the sword in his hand and stabbed Duan Chenfeng's body. The sword carried huge true energy and wanted to end Duan Chenfeng's life in one move.
Duan Chenfeng, who had collapsed, could not dodge the sword in any way. Just when he raised the soul-capturing flute and tried to resist, a purple figure stood in front of him.
"don't want."
Before Duan Chenfeng said anything, the sword had already pierced Xiao Ting's chest. Zhang Shengquan was startled at first, then he drew out his sword and prepared for the next attack, and his body moved aside.
The sword came out, and bright red blood spurted out, soaking into the purple dress in a moment.
All around, Feng Sha had already led the disciples of the Leng Sha Sect to fight with the people of the Death Sect. However, these were not what Duan Chenfeng cared about. What he cared about was the girl who blocked the sword for him - Xiao Ting.
.
Duan Chenfeng hugged Xiao Ting and said worriedly: "Why, why did you block that sword for me?"
Xiao Ting had a trace of happiness on her face and said in a weak voice: "Because, I am very happy." After saying that, her eyes slowly closed and her breathing became lighter and lighter.