Shen Chenfeng had been waiting for this moment for so long.
Taking advantage of the Qinglong Holy Son being unprepared, he suddenly spread his wings, roared with his body, and flashed twice in succession, and he had already arrived in front of the Qinglong Holy Son.
"Since you have the blood of the Holy Beast, you will be the Holy Son of the Soaring Snake of our Heavenly Saint Sect. We are all Holy Sons, so naturally we have to support each other. You don't have to thank me..."
Holy Son Qinglong was unaware of the danger and thought Shen Chenfeng was coming to thank him.
Unexpectedly, without saying a word, Shen Chenfeng opened his mouth wide and spat out an extremely violent plume of smoke.
"What do you want to do?"
Until this moment, Holy Son Qinglong finally reacted.
But, it's already too late.
The billowing smoke turned directly into a sea of clouds, covering both the Azure Dragon Saint and the Phoenix Saint.
The two of them stood at a loss in the sea of clouds, unable to see the sky above or the ground below, and the left and right sides were filled with billowing clouds and smoke.
"Is this Soaring Snake's ability?"
The Holy Son of Qinglong is worthy of being a talent of the Tiansheng Shen Sect. He is calm and collected, and will not be disturbed even if he is frightened. His green eyes glance around, and he sneers at the corner of his mouth and says: "Forget it, let me see the ancient saint today. The power of the beastly snake."
With that said, he took a step forward and the space vibrated.
The endless clouds and mist seemed to be hit and shattered into pieces in an instant.
But before the Holy Son of Qinglong could breathe a sigh of relief, the scattered clouds and mist condensed again and turned into sharp edges, pouring down like a downpour.
"Little tricks."
The Qinglong Holy Son looked disdainfully and punched out casually.
The space suddenly resounded with a strong sound of breaking through the air, and countless fist shadows were like angry dragons coming out of the sea, dragons soaring and tigers leaping. Not only did they smash countless sharp edges, but they also tore apart a large cloud in front of them.
"Is this what the ancient holy beast is capable of?"
The Holy Son of Qinglong took a deep breath and suddenly became domineering.
Before Shen Chenfeng could launch another attack, a shocking dragon roar came from the mouth of Holy Son Qinglong.
His body shook, and the surging divine power turned into nine giant cyan dragons, rushing out wildly, turning the clouds and mist in the sky upside down, creating wind and waves, and the waves were turbulent.
"Break it for me!"
The Holy Son of Azure Dragon punched out with a domineering punch, and nine giant dragons gathered on his arm, roaring and strangling forward, sending out an extremely terrifying aura.
Boom!
There was a loud noise.
The clouds and mist that filled the sky seemed unable to withstand this powerful force and fell apart in an instant.
Shen Chenfeng was shocked in his heart. Although Soaring Snake was among the ancient holy beasts, it was not good at fighting.
Its best ability is to cast illusions and poisons.
For ordinary people, this is simply an invincible weapon. But for leaders like the Azure Dragon Saint and the Phoenix Saint, it is completely worthless and does not pose any threat at all.
Shen Chenfeng knew a long time ago that with the Soaring Snake Cloud and Mist Illusion Formation, it was impossible to trap the Holy Son of Azure Dragon.
However, he did not expect that Holy Son Qinglong would be so powerful that he could break through his innate magical power with just one punch.
"It seems that only by performing the True Dragon Transformation and transforming into a five-clawed golden dragon can one compete with the Holy Son of the Azure Dragon."
A cold light flashed in Shen Chenfeng's eyes, and he was about to make a change.
Just then.
The Phoenix Saint suddenly raised her eyes, with flames igniting faintly in her eyes. A look of surprise appeared on her charming face, and she said: "It's actually you?"
"Phoenix Saint, do you know her?"
Holy Son Qinglong was a little angry at first, but he kindly stood up for Shen Chenfeng and taught Elder Tianying a lesson, but was backhandedly attacked by Shen Chenfeng.
If it were anyone else, who wouldn't be angry?
However, seeing the overjoyed expression on the Phoenix Saint's face, he had to hold back his anger and his face was filled with gloom.
"To be honest, this young master and I have had a relationship before. But I didn't expect that he would be a disciple of our Tiansheng Shen Sect, and he is also a saint son."
Meng Xuanji covered her mouth and smiled softly, saying: "Sage Qinglong, don't misunderstand me. He just rushed over suddenly, probably because he wanted to give me a blow, but unexpectedly he got you involved."
This simple action of hers made every male disciple present widen their eyes.
"It seems that there must have been some misunderstanding between the Phoenix Saint and the Saint Son."
Holy Son Qinglong immediately relaxed and laughed loudly: "But we are all disciples of the same sect. We will naturally support each other in the future. Why should we hurt our harmony over a trivial matter?"
Shen Chenfeng was surprised in his heart. He didn't expect that Meng Xuanji could recognize him.
His eyes flashed, and he didn't know what Meng Xuanji had in mind, so he remained silent.
"It seems that Saint Son Teng She still holds a grudge for what happened that day."
Meng Xuanji smiled slightly, glanced at Shen Chenfeng, and said calmly: "In that case, why don't we take a step to talk and ask Holy Son Teng She to give me a chance."
"Phoenix Saint?"
The Qinglong Holy Son raised his eyebrows and cast a questioning look.
Meng Xuanji shook her head and said, "Don't worry, it's just a small misunderstanding between Soaring Snake Saint Son and I."
As she spoke, she flashed her body and flew away into the distance alone.
Shen Chenfeng took a deep look at the Qinglong Holy Son, then turned around and chased after him.
Although he didn't know what Meng Xuanji was selling, he had nothing to be afraid of if he really took action.
The two people flew one thousand feet in tandem.
It wasn't until she was sure that no one was following her around that the Phoenix Saint stopped in the air.
"Meng Xuanji, what exactly do you want to do by bringing me here?"
Shen Chenfeng transformed into a human form and landed behind Meng Xuanji, his expression full of coldness.
"Shen Chenfeng, you are so brave, you dare to lurk in our Tiansheng Sect, and you dare to pretend to be the Son of Soaring Snake."
Although Meng Xuanji spoke fiercely, she still had a faint smile on her lips and said, "Aren't you afraid that I will expose your identity?"
"If you really wanted to reveal my identity, you wouldn't talk to me alone."
Shen Chenfeng's whole body was condensed with aura, and he was rude and said coldly: "What exactly do you want to do? You might as well say it directly."
"That day at Yunding Heavenly Palace, although you and I only met once, I was deeply impressed by you. Especially the poem you sang for the Phoenix was an unforgettable memory for me."
Meng Xuanji chuckled lightly and said: "Why are you so hostile to me when we meet again? Can't we be friends, make tea, discuss swords, and recite poems to each other? How beautiful is that?"
"You injured our Xuantian Sect's punishment elder, and killed countless of my Xuantian Sect's disciples, and you still want to be friends with me?"
Shen Chenfeng snorted, with cold eyes, and said: "If I don't have something important to do, what qualifications do you think you have to stand here and talk to me?"
Meng Xuanji was obviously stunned for a moment, then sighed softly.
"I tried to persuade that elder, but he refused to give in. How can you blame me?"
"Besides, everyone has different camps and each serves his own master. This is all out of necessity. Do you think I want to kill someone?"
Meng Xuanji shook her head, said nothing more, and said calmly: "Shen Chenfeng, if I guess correctly, you are lurking in the Tiansheng Sect this time for the sake of the Shen family, right?"
