Chen Feng noticed something strange, and felt very alert, and immediately grabbed Bai Zhanlei and flew to the side.
Bang!
As soon as he left the place, the sharp horseman hit the position he had just stood.
With the dull roar and the splash of soil and rocks, the ground of the granary was hit by a deep pit of more than one meter.
This shows how strong that blow is!
"A sneak attack without reason, seeking death!"
After taking a look at the deep pit on the ground, Chen Feng's face turned gloomy like water, and he quickly looked up.
"Someone dares to intervene in the martial arts conference privately. Don't you want to live?"
Wu Yunzhe was shocked and looked up at the sky.
The Martial Arts Congress stipulates that once it starts, no one or any force is allowed to disturb it for no reason on the way, otherwise it will be a death sentence!
Almost everyone in the entire Xuan Realm knows this. Who dares to take such a big fuss and intervene in a noble way now?
Not only were the two of them, but everyone in the square, including the big guys on the Guanxi stage, subconsciously raised their heads.
In the sky, a young man wearing a white Taoist robe and a long black iron sword hanging on his waist, and his sword-browed eyes came to the sky with a cold expression.
This person seemed young, but he had a deep breath like a sea and had already entered the innate realm.
The most important thing is that the white Taoist robe has an ancient Taoist character embroidered with the front collar.
"Xuandao Sect is actually a high disciple of Xuandao Sect!"
After seeing the person's outfit clearly, someone couldn't help but exclaim.
"What's wrong with the high disciples of Xuandao Sect? Even they have no right to interfere in the martial arts conference, right?"
"That's right! The martial arts conference has been passed down for a long time. Only the Lord of the Xuan Realm can intervene. No one else is qualified!"
"This may not be necessary. If you hold the Xuan Lord's handwriting, you can also intervene in the conference! In addition, haven't you noticed that this person is familiar with him?"
"Hey, after saying this, I really feel a little familiar!"
...
"It's Bai Zhanfeng, Bai Zhanlei's elder brother! Brother Fengchen, we may be in trouble now!"
In the field, Wu Yunzhe stared at the young man who was coming quickly and looked carefully, and his face suddenly changed drastically.
"Bai Zhanfeng?"
Hearing this name, Chen Feng couldn't help but feel his heart moving, and a sneer flashed across the corner of his mouth.
Yesterday, Zheng Yiqing mentioned this matter and said that the eldest son of the City Lord Bai had Bai Zhanfeng, who was from Xuandao Sect!
At that time, I was still worried about whether Lord Bai would recall his eldest son, but I didn't expect that he would actually come back today.
The wind and the wind are broken, and the names are in conflict.
Hearing that the other party had entered the innate realm at a young age, Chen Feng was already full of fighting spirit. Now that the other party had killed him as soon as he appeared, he didn't need to care about anything anymore!
Looking at the figure who was shooting towards him and almost came to the field, his eyes flashed with a flash and he waved his hand and grabbed it from the air.
Click...
The next moment, a lightning flash suddenly appeared in the sky and attacked the opponent with great force.
"Dare to take action against me, I'm just looking for death!"
The figure in the sky saw Chen Feng still holding Baizhang Lei and trying to attack him. He was furious and raised his hand and punched the lightning. At the same time, the majestic aura and pressure spread across the sky as he approached.
Chen Feng came with a loud bang.
Buzz!
The strong momentum that was comparable to the power of the sky made the entire square tremble slightly, and gusts of strong wind blew out of thin air.
"Innate, this is innate pressure!"
Everyone felt their breathing stagnation, their faces changed drastically, and their eyes subconsciously fell on Chen Feng.
This young man named Feng Chen had previously performed a feat of resisting the joint attack of twenty-eight masters. Can he resist the suppression from the innate powerful people now?