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Chapter six hundred and forty fourth ceremony team(2/2)

“Station~~~”

Before the girl who was disdaining Chen Feng outside the city gate had finished speaking, she was pressed down on her shoulder by a handsome young man with a big red flower on his chest.

"I didn't expect that I saw such an interesting person as soon as I came to Jile City." The handsome young man looked at Chen Feng's departure back, his face full of hypocritical smiles.

However, the people from the Jile Demon Sect who followed the Jiang Jiali team were greeted with strange expressions and didn't say much.

Unlike other sects, most of the female cultivators in the Demon Sect of the Pure Land are beautiful, and they show their enchanting figure in gauze clothes, which is quite easy to identify.

"Master Feng, this is what I just said to you..."

Among the crowd, the beautiful woman in the car shop was in charge and whispered to a woman wearing a veil.

"It's no different from the savage."

The woman wearing a gauze scarf seemed to be out of line with Chen Feng's wild behavior. She glanced at the strange-looking beautiful woman.

"When he was in the car business before, he was not like this. He was easy to talk to, but judging from his peak strength in the Zhongtian realm, he was really strong!" The beautiful woman hesitated and asked the woman in the scarf.

"This kind of person who causes trouble will not only fail to solve the problem, but will also cause trouble and will not live long." The woman in the scarf said in a low voice disdainfully.

"If he stayed in the Pure Land City, Feng would not seize the opportunity, and he would probably have to take the lead." The beautiful woman in the car shop seemed to be anxious about the girl with a scarf.

"You don't know who the slave walk is, right? The old witch who can't find a partner in dual cultivation is famously domineering. He is making ground on the head of a real fierce man, and probably won't live to darkness." The girl in the scarf said with a smile.

"Clang! Clang! Clang~~~"

After a brief hinderment, the dressage team continued to play gongs and drums. Although everyone's thoughts were more or less different, they were a little surprised by the appearance of a rather domineering man.

"Hehe~~~ The slaves are back."

Chen Feng took out two big swords and looked at the monks who were rushing out of the slave walk, his face full of fierce smiles.

"This slave business is the property of Senior Sister Wang Lin of the Demon Sect of the Pure Land. You dare to be arrogant here..." Facing the vicious Chen Feng, an old man stood up and spoke a little unsightly.

"Don't tell me if you dare to be arrogant, but you have to ask if these two big knives in my hand will take your lives." Chen Feng grinned, his thoughts of chopping people were not hidden at all.

"you……"

Seeing the ritual team of the Jiang family and the Jile Demon Sect, although someone looked at the slave walk, no one cared about Chen Feng, who was a domineering person, the old man in the slave walk had an extremely ugly face.

"Is the senior sister of the Demon Sect of the Pure Land? It's a joke. It's really because Wang Lin can't find a dual-cultivation partner for many years, so she has never been promoted to an elder. She can only win the title of senior sister. I'm afraid she will die alone in her life." A charming woman standing in the distance on the street laughed softly, which was very fortunate to gloat.

"Puff~~~"

Just as everyone was watching, Chen Feng had waved a pair of big swords and strangled the monks who were in the slavery, and watched the old man with flesh and blood.

"I'm really extremely brave. If this kind of person goes to the battlefield, he's probably like a meat grinder." Seeing Chen Feng waving his two swords and opening and closing, he opened two crossed bloody mouths in the chest of a young man in the Jindan stage. Standing on the street, he was just laughing at Wang Lin of the Jile Demon Sect, his charming woman, who was just laughing at Wang Lin of the Jile Demon Sect, couldn't help but reveal a strange look.

As the swords were flying, the Jiang family and the Jile Demon Sect had long ritual teams walking across the wide streets, and many people couldn't help but look at the massacre in front of the slaves.

An ancient sword with blood and a bag of knife bags were sealed in two thick ice crystal pillars, and were carried by twenty Zhongtian cultivators in the Jiang family.

Not to mention the dazzling ancient brilliance emitted by two ancient treasures, even the treasure-raising team composed of twenty Zhongtian cultivators will not dare to underestimate anyone.

I'm afraid that before the Jiang Jiali team entered the city, no one would have thought that such a thing would happen in the Pure Land City.

"Huh~~~"

Just when some monks gathered in the city to watch the fun and thought that the Jiang family's ritual team and Chen Feng were not disturbing each other, a man in the city stepped on the void and quickly approached the Jiang family's ritual team from the front.

"Swish~~~"

With one knife, Chen Feng cut off the head of the last female monk guarding the slave walk. His shirt was splashed with blood. His cruelty was restrained and he turned to look at the ritual team in front of the Jiang family's slave walk.

"I didn't expect that this Jile City was really lively. The etiquette team was not only like a wedding, but also had robbers!" Chen Feng smiled and looked at the masked man who was quickly approaching the Jiangjiali team.

"Boom~~~"

Facing the masked man who forcibly approached the team, the people of the Jiang family were not as easy to talk to Chen Feng. The handsome young man who had pressed the maid's shoulder before, took a little bit of the ground under his feet, and then he pulled up his body and punched him in mid-air.

A ring of fist fluctuations spread out, not only the team of people turned over, but even the buildings in one urban area were collapsing rapidly.

Compared to the combat power of the man who showed obvious hostility and masked faces in Jiang Jiali's team, Chen Fengsheng killed some of the monks in the slave industry, which was a bit tiny.
Chapter completed!
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