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Chapter 221: When will the Qianfu Sect still have an ancestor?

Qianliang's cry of admitting defeat penetrated the barrier and entered the arena.

Cheng Ming paused and looked at Yue Yunsheng, who was determined to die and had his eyes tightly closed.

The corner of his lips curved into a deep smile. Not only did he not stop moving his hands, he even hit Yue Yunsheng faster.

Just when that palm was about to hit Yue Yunsheng, everyone couldn't help but hold their breath.

There was a loud rumble of thunder, and a thunderbolt as thick as three people's arms fell from the sky, hitting Cheng Ming accurately.

The sudden change shocked everyone's eyes.

As for the audience sitting on the Qianfu Sect side, their eyes were all focused on the position of the Qianfu Sect.

Chun Yuling was seen standing on the same spot, raising his right hand slightly and keeping his fingers together in the gesture of making a formula.

It has never happened before that someone from outside the court suddenly attacked someone inside the court and successfully penetrated the barrier.

While everyone was shocked, the huge thunder that struck Cheng Ming dissipated along with the thunder light.

Smoke and dust billowed, and white mist shrouded.

A person who was fine a second ago is now charred on the outside and tender on the inside after being struck by lightning, with white smoke rising all over his body.

Cheng Ming's hand still maintained the same movement as when it was released.

The silent arena was attracted by the screams coming from the high platform.

"Tomorrow!"

The head of the Jade Cauldron Sect was shocked and shouted loudly.

Only then did Cheng Ming react. When he was about to look sideways at his master, he fell backwards uncontrollably.

"Bang——"

A dull sound came, and the whole place was silent.

At this moment, Chun Yuling walked through the audience on one side and walked straight out of the auditorium and walked towards the arena.

When he entered the arena, Chun Yuling strode forward and kicked the "Charcoal Man" who was lying on the ground.

Cursing in his mouth, he said: "You little bastard, you said you'd admit defeat and still take action. I think you're just looking for death."

Changyu and Lei Huo followed closely behind and helped Yi Shiliu and Chu Tianxin up.

On the high platform, the head of the Jade Cauldron Sect could no longer suppress his anger when he saw this scene.

He jumped down from the high platform and shouted: "Shu Zi, suffer death!"

Before everyone in the audience raised their heads, they felt a vast coercion coming down on them.

The pressure was so powerful that the breath of everyone below was almost instantly stagnated.

The leader of the Jade Cauldron Sect struck Chunyu Ling with a blow of endless rage.

Chun Yuling felt the threat approaching, a stern look flashed in his eyes, and he was about to take out his weapon.

However, just when the blow was about to hit Chun Yuling, a dark ray of light suddenly flew out from a distance, shattering the blow of the head of the Jade Cauldron Sect.

The blow that was shattered in mid-air erupted with powerful spiritual energy waves that surged around.

Upon seeing this, Wen Manchuan immediately stood up, opened his hands, and formed a spiritual shield for everyone in the audience to block out the aftermath.

There were exclamations and uproar on the field.

A stream of ink-colored light fell from the sky with a loud smashing sound and landed directly on the arena.

As the light dissipated, a figure appeared in front of everyone.

A man wearing a dark brocade robe and a mask appeared in front of Chun Yuling, separating her from the head of the Jade Cauldron Sect.

"Who are you!" The head of the Jade Cauldron Sect was secretly shocked when he saw that his fatal blow was directly deflected.

The visitor looked at the surprised look of the head of the Jade Cauldron Sect and said disdainfully: "I? Of course I am the ancestor that your disciple wants to see."

Chunyu Ling raised his eyes in surprise when he heard this. The expectation in his eyes disappeared instantly when he saw the back of the person in front of him.

"idle……"

The call that was originally blurted out suddenly stopped.

Not Yun Yanchu.

It was just a silhouette from behind, but Chun Yuling knew that the person in front of him was definitely not Yun Yanchu.

Hearing the sound behind him, Feng Chen turned around and looked at Chun Yuling. His face remained unchanged and he said through the message: "Master asked me to use her identity to protect you."

Chun Yuling's eyes brightened slightly, she nodded slightly and looked sideways, her eyes falling on where Qian Ming and the others were sitting.

At a glance, he saw Yun Yanchu sitting next to Chu Wanjun.

The two of them looked at each other from a distance, and Chun Yuling suddenly felt a lot happier. He slightly bent his eyes and looked away at Feng Chen.

The competition on the field was interrupted, and the barrier had already dissipated automatically after Chunyu ordered a few people to take the stage.

When everyone heard Feng Chen say that he was the ancestor Cheng Ming wanted to see, they all looked puzzled.

The head of the Jade Cauldron Sect looked at Feng Chen with a gloomy expression.

Several Jade Cauldron Sect disciples behind him quickly came forward and recounted what had just happened on the field.

Qianliang also flew down from the high platform at this time, watching the child he raised being beaten like this, and almost lost his life.

If you say you are not afraid or panic, that is all lies.

"Headmaster."

The four members of the Qianfu Sect had just taken the elixir and most of their injuries had recovered. When they saw Qianliang coming down, they immediately bowed to him.

Qian Liang waved his hand, walked forward, looked at Lu Muge and Yi Shiliu, and said with a heavy face: "You two have suffered."

As disciples who have returned from traveling for many years, the two of them have different ideas from the other two in the sect.

They naturally felt that they should protect the weak junior brothers behind them, and therefore they suffered much more damage than the other two.

The two shook their heads slowly, just smiled lightly, and did not speak.

Seeing this, Qian Liang looked at Feng Chen and saluted slowly: "Qian Liang pays homage to Patriarch Shen Yun."

Qianliang's voice was neither soft nor serious, and it spread clearly throughout the entire arena.

Following Qian Liang's salute, the four members of the Qian Fu Sect also immediately saluted Feng Chen, "Greetings to the ancestor——"

The respectful tone and pious eyes made many monks in the audience change their expressions slightly.

The originally quiet arena suddenly became commotion.

"This... Qianfu Sect actually has such a powerful person still alive in the world?"

"Hiding it too deeply, the Jade Cauldron Sect has encountered some serious problems this time."

"The head of the Jade Cauldron Sect is a master of combined mirrors. He was able to resolve a fatal blow just like that. His strength is extraordinary!"



The low murmurs in the audience did not affect the tense atmosphere on the field.

After the head of the Jade Cauldron Sect learned the reason for the incident from his disciples, he looked at Feng Chen with extremely unkind eyes.

The reason why he allowed Cheng Ming to act like this was simply because the Qianfu Sect had run out of energy.

After losing to them in this round of competition, the Thousand Talisman Sect will be in the possession of the Jade Cauldron Sect and Tianluo Sect.

I just don’t know where such an ancestor came from.

The head of the Jade Cauldron Sect looked livid as he recalled the blow that had just easily neutralized his attack.

"I don't know when the Qianfu Sect had an ancestor."

He opened his mouth to question, and it seemed that the Qianfu Sect had found a powerful person from somewhere to pretend to be its ancestor.

If Qian Liang really did such a thing, he would have completely embarrassed his sect in front of all the immortal sects.

Feng Chen raised his eyelids slightly and glanced at the head of the Jade Cauldron Sect in front of him, his expression calm.

Qian Liang was extremely angry, but the ancestor was here and it was not him who should speak.

Seeing that none of them responded, the head of the Jade Cauldron Sect said aggressively: "Could it be that your sect has a good face and just found someone..."

Before he could finish speaking, Feng Chen suddenly interrupted, "Is it your turn to bark in front of me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Chen waved his hand and threw the head of the Jade Cauldron Sect several meters away.

The strong wind blew the clothes of the disciples of the Jade Cauldron Sect and caused them to fly.
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