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Chapter 742 The Conferred God Competition Begins!

Listening to Qin Sheng's inquiry, several great sages subconsciously held their breath.

Break through eternity and change destiny against the will of heaven!

This is the realm that every cultivator dreams of.

Once you step into the realm of eternity, you can break free from the shackles of mortals and almost half-step into the gate of heaven.

However, there is no such thing as a state of eternity.

Throughout the ages, countless romantic figures have fallen before the gate of the Eternal Realm.

If the Sword Saint of the Four Seas can cross the realm of eternity, he will be an eternity of power, reaching the heavens and the earth, and no one can match it.

But if the Sword Saint of the Four Seas fails to cross over, counting the time, his lifespan will be almost the same.

"Although I have reached the threshold of the Eternal Realm, there is still a big gap if I want to advance to the Eternal Realm."

Su Sihai knew what these people were thinking, and a smile appeared on his face.

Several great saints also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Qin Sheng's eyes flashed, he looked behind Su Sihai, and suddenly asked: "Brother Sword Saint, why don't you see Shen Chenfeng?"

Hearing this, several other people also looked surprised.

Surrounding the great sages were their most proud disciples.

But beside Su Sihai, there was only Li Guo.

"Shen Chenfeng has been detained by me."

Su Sihai's face suddenly turned cold, and he snorted softly, saying: "I have told him to keep a low profile and restrain himself. But how dare this guy do a sword dance and make such a big fuss. If not If you teach him a lesson, won't he go to heaven in the future?"

"this……"

Seeing Su Sihai's gloomy face but extremely proud expression in his eyes, several great saints gritted their teeth.

Especially Daluo Sword Master, the anger in his eyes soared.

If Su Sihai hadn't deliberately concealed it, causing everyone to misjudge Shen Chenfeng's strength, they wouldn't have lost so many talented disciples for no reason.

Among them, Sword God Peak suffered the most heavy losses.

However, their skills are inferior to others and they are no match for the Four Seas Sword Saint. Moreover, those disciples made a mistake in the first place and tried to provoke the evil star Shen Chenfeng.

They had to suppress their inner grievances and do enough superficial work.

"Senior Brother Sword Saint, Shen Chenfeng is young and frivolous. Just give him a lesson. Don't go too far."

"Now that the Conferring God Competition is coming, how can you punish him to seclusion?"

"It's better to let him go."

Several great sages hated Shen Chenfeng, but they had to intercede for him.

That tangled expression made Su Sihai feel happy. He waved his hand and said, "No, lock him up for ten days and a half. We'll see if he dares to act arrogantly in the future."

"Su Sihai, I think you are being presumptuous."

Boom!

There was an explosion in the sky.

A group of figures wearing red robes descended from the sky.

Elder Punishment had no expression on his face and said: "In this Conferred God Competition, the Master is extremely looking forward to Shen Chenfeng's performance. But at this time, you dare to confine Shen Chenfeng. If the Master Brother finds out, you will Aren't you afraid of the headmaster's punishment?"

Hearing this, the crowd was shocked.

The leader of the Great Wilderness Immortal Sect actually valued Shen Chenfeng so much.

"Elder Punishment, I was just joking."

Su Sihai laughed awkwardly and said: "Shen Chenfeng is my grandson, how can I be willing to put him in solitary confinement? Counting the time now, he has been released from solitary confinement and should be there soon."

Stab!

Before the sound could fall, a very strong sound broke through the sky.

Shen Chenfeng, along with Su Muxue and Leng Qingqiu, flew from the sky and landed on the stands.

"Look, that's Leng Qingqiu."

"As expected, she has ice muscles and jade bones, as cold as ice. Even compared to Chu Bingxian, the leader of the seven fairies, she is not inferior to her at all."

"But standing next to Leng Qingqiu is Shen Chenfeng, the murderer?"

"It's strange. Isn't Leng Qingqiu a disciple of Sword God Peak? Why is he hanging out with several disciples of Sword God Peak?"

At this time, Leng Qingqiu was extremely popular in the Great Wilderness Immortal Sect.

However, when they saw Shen Chenfeng beside them, the voices of those who admired him immediately softened.

"Disciple Shen Chenfeng, pays homage to the Sword Saint."

Shen Chenfeng stepped forward and bowed to Su Sihai.

The other great saints immediately opened their eyes wide, and the divine light in their eyes bloomed, scanning Shen Chenfeng's body continuously.

Although they had heard Shen Chenfeng's name for a long time and had even observed each other from a distance with their holy souls, strictly speaking, this was their first time meeting Shen Chenfeng.

I saw this young man with an unmoving expression, unfazed by favor or humiliation.

No matter how intimidating the gazes of the great sages were, he was not affected by anything at all. He was like a rock, standing still despite the wind, rain, and huge waves.

"good."

The Spear Saint was the first to shout loudly and said: "He stands upright, he is a man."

"I really didn't expect that he would be such a sharp young man who could use the seven-stringed hanging string, play the sound of the phoenix's cry, and summon a real phoenix."

Qin Sheng couldn't hide the admiration in his eyes and said: "Senior Brother Sword Sheng, you can have such a descendant, I really envy us."

Although the other great sages did not speak, their brows flashed with shock.

Shen Chenfeng's cultivation level was not high, but he could look at them calmly and calmly.

Just with this character, he far surpasses countless disciples.

"Haha, Qin Sheng, you are ridiculous."

Su Sihai looked humble on the surface, but he could not hide his pride in his laughter.

Just at this moment, a ray of light flashed across the sky again.

"Disciple Meng Haoran, meet with some masters."

Meng Haoran fell from the sky, his face was solemn, and he saluted to several great saints.

Several great sages nodded to him, but no one paid any attention to him. They all turned to look at Shen Chenfeng.

Seeing this scene, Meng Haoran was filled with anger.

In the past, the seven great sages would have greeted him with every possible care.

But now, all the limelight has been stolen by Shen Chenfeng.

"Shen Chenfeng, don't be proud."

Meng Haoran took a deep breath, his voice filled with anger, and said: "When the competition happens later, I will definitely make you lose face."

"kindness?"

"What competition?"

"Haven't you already competed?"

Several great sages looked surprised and paid no attention to Shen Chenfeng after he finished his sword march that day.

What happened next is not very clear.

"I would like to report to the great sages that because it was too late at night, Senior Brother Meng was a little sleepy, so he did not compete with Shen Chenfeng."

Yan Baihu took one step forward and snorted coldly: "So they agreed that on the day of the Conferring God Competition, they would use the Soul Tablet as a competition."

"Whoever has a stronger soul is the winner."

Several great sages looked at each other and couldn't help but want to laugh.

As a master of half-step Dharma, how could Meng Haoran get sleepy?

Obviously I don’t dare to compare!

However, it has to be said that Meng Haoran is indeed very smart, and he actually competed with Shen Chenfeng for his soul.

This is probably his only chance to defeat Shen Chenfeng.

"Looking at it now, it's almost time."

Elder Punishment looked up at the sky and said calmly: "In that case, let's start the God Conferring Competition."


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