Your Good Boy

Yi Feng just smiled.

Because defeating this old man meant nothing to him.

Besides, he was after all an elder.

It was necessary to give him some face.

But looking at Yi Feng's mysterious and unfathomable smile, Ye Tiansheng was even more puzzled.

However.

In this game of chess, he gained a lot of insight, and even he, not the Martial Emperor, truly comprehended a trace of the power of the Great Dao.

This opportunity.

Was simply against the heavens.

His future path of cultivation would become smooth sailing, without any bottlenecks.

"Alright, old fellow, I should get going,"

Yi Feng got up and smiled at Ye Tiansheng.

What?

Leaving?

Ye Tiansheng was truly dumbfounded.

On one hand he had ruined the foundation of Tian Jian Sect, on the other he had given him an opportunity, this contradictory behavior, and then leaving without another word, what exactly was the meaning of this?

And also.

There was still the chess game on the stone table that had ended in a draw, which also left Ye Tiansheng unable to fathom Yi Feng's thoughts at all.

Oh right, old fellow, how do I get to town from here?"

Yi Feng turned around and asked again.

Although he didn't know why Yi Feng would ask this, Ye Tiansheng still pointed out a way out for Yi Feng.

But.

Until Yi Feng's figure disappeared, the doubts in his heart still hadn't been resolved.

...

Yi Feng slowly walked along the small path.

Speaking of which, when he thought back to Tian Jian Sect earlier, he still felt a little incredulous.

These walls were too profound.

You say they are some awesome formations, he, an ordinary person, passed through smoothly, and there was no danger at all.

But if you say they really are glass walls, it also makes Yi Feng feel far-fetched.

Which family's sect built so many glass walls that shattered with one punch, just to put on display?

Forget it.

Don't think about it anymore.

But Peng Ying that dead woman, if there's a chance she still needs to be killed!

At the foot of Tian Jian Mountain, on a plain.

Countless Tian Jian Sect disciples gathered here, all covered in dirt and disheveled, many looking at the collapsed mountain gate, with tears of attachment flowing down.

To one side, led by Duan Qingfeng and others Tian Jian Sect's high level, also had bloodshot eyes.

Tian Jian Sect, passed down for countless years, was just destroyed like this, it was a heavy blow to every one of them.

But even more vexing was that they still didn't understand what exactly had happened.

Just as Duan Qingfeng and the others were grieving, a disciple rushed over urgently, shouting anxiously.

"This is bad, Sect Leader!"

"Tian Mo Sect, Wind and Cloud Valley, Blowing Snow Mountain Villa, Imperial Sword Sect, the Li Family, and countless other families are attacking!"

"What?"

Duan Qingfeng and the others' expressions changed.

Looking up, they saw countless figures flying over from the distance, densely packed, a vast expanse of black.

And leading them.

Were Imperial Sword Sect's sect leader Yang Tianyu, Wind and Cloud Valley's valley master Yun Haotian, Li Family's patriarch Li Shuhua, Blowing Snow Mountain Villa's villa master Fifth Tianming, Demon Sound Sect's sect leader Xue Qinzhu.

And behind them were countless top masters from the major sects.

This kind of lineup, made one's scalp tingle, and countless Tian Jian Sect disciples' expressions became solemn in this moment.

What exactly was going on here?

Just what had their Tian Jian Sect done to anger both man and god!

First the mountain gate was destroyed, and now surrounded by Nansha's other top powers.

"What is the meaning of this, friends?"

Duan Qingfeng asked solemnly.

"What meaning?"

In the sky, Yun Haotian coldly snorted and retorted: "Don't you know clearly in your heart what kind of heinous act your Tian Jian Sect has committed, yet still pretend ignorance?"

"What heinous act, don't spout nonsense!" Duan Qingfeng said coldly: "Are you not taking advantage of our plight, wanting to swallow Tian Jian Sect?"

"Do you really think my Tian Jian Sect is easy to bully?"

As Duan Qingfeng's voice fell, Tian Jian Sect's tens of thousands of disciples simultaneously drew their swords, the sound of swords drowned the heavens, making the sky deafening.

Seeing this, the top masters of the major sects also revealed their weapons, primal energy billowing around their bodies.

Beneath the billowing primal energy, the entire plain's sky was filled with turbulent clouds.

In this moment.

Swords were drawn and bows drawn.

"Your Tian Jian Sect truly doesn't know good from bad, still unrepentant even at death's door!"

Xue Qinzhu coldly laughed and said icily.

"Right, your Tian Jian Sect's mountain gate has already been destroyed, yet you still quibble, what's the use?"

Beside, Yang Tianyu also stepped out and said.

"Hmph, I advise your Tian Jian Sect to listen, don't be stubborn, hurry and surrender obediently, otherwise not only will you lose your mountain gate, your entire Tian Jian Sect will be destroyed along with it."

Fifth Tianming also spoke with finality.

Sensing the attitude in these sect leaders' tones, Duan Qingfeng finally felt something was off.

Because according to what they said, his Tian Jian Sect had committed a heinous act that angered both man and god, and it was because of this act that Tian Jian Sect's mountain gate was destroyed, and they were surrounded by the major sects.

"What exactly is going on?"

"Is there something you all are hiding from me?"

Duan Qingfeng revealed his aura, and suddenly looked towards Tian Jian Sect's other people.

"We don't know either!"

"We really don't know!"

"That's right Sect Leader, if something like this really happened, how could we possibly hide it from you?"

Sensing Duan Qingfeng's gaze, Tian Jian Sect's numerous elders, Peng Xian'er included, all transmitted sorrowful voices, hurriedly explaining.

Clearly.

They were also completely confused.

Duan Qingfeng deeply breathed in, looking towards Yang Tianyu and the others, cupping his fist and said: "Friends, you all know clearly what kind of person I, Duan Qingfeng am, I truly do not understand what has happened, I hope you all can speak plainly."

"Hmph!"

Fifth Tianming's face darkened, coldly snorting, then his rolling voice sounded out.

"Duan Qingfeng, no matter if you're feigning ignorance or truly ignorant, what we want to say is, instead of asking us, you should ask... your good disciple there!"

Having said this, Fifth Tianming and the others' gazes suddenly fell on Peng Xian'er beside Duan Qingfeng.

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