Chapter 164: Bursting Out at Chu Feng (Below) Urgently Seeking Monthly Tickets

  I'm shocked!

  All the inner disciples around, including the two inner elders Ma Zhenru and Jia Wenda, were stunned.

  Chu Feng is a rare talent of the Tianjian Sect, who has achieved a cultivation level of Xiantian First Order. He has passed through the three layers of the Sword Pavilion and left his name in the pavilion.

  For over a thousand years, not counting the later Xuantian, only twelve people have been able to leave their names in the Sword Pavilion of the Tianjian Sect.

  It took over a thousand years for twelve people to emerge, this is truly a rare occurrence that happens only once in a century.

  All along, Chu Feng has been carrying the hope of Tianjian Sect. The name of genius is not only well-known in Tianjian Sect, but also in the entire Shendao Wangchao, it is one of the most outstanding figures among all the younger generation disciples.

  At just fifteen, he grasped the sword intent and became the first inner disciple of the Tianjian Sect. Now, he has become a core disciple, and skipping levels is as easy as drinking tea.

  Even if it's a martial artist with five innate realms, out of ten, nine are not Chu Feng's opponents.

  But today, Chu Feng lost, and he lost very badly.

  He used to defeat others by surpassing their levels, but today he was defeated by Xuan Tian who surpassed his level.

  And Xuan Tiancai had just revealed his cultivation of the Pre-Heaven Realm Second Layer, while Chu Feng was at the Pre-Heaven Realm Fourth Layer. The distance between them was two layers apart.

  A genius who can defeat others across levels, but ends up being defeated by someone two levels higher. Is this still a genius?

  Chu Feng's reputation as a genius suffered a devastating blow, and most of his disciples looked at him with an impression that was no longer the high-and-mighty genius he once was, but rather a loser who had been surpassed by others.

  The crows and sparrows make no sound all around.

  Even Ma Zhenru and Jia Wenda, two inner sect elders, were in shock. Their eyes were filled with an incredulous expression.

  Chu Feng unfolded 'Stardust Fall', his entire aura soaring into the sky, unmatched and unrivaled.

  No one expected that Xuantian's counterattack would be so swift.

  At the moment when Chu Feng was at his strongest, unleashing his ultimate move, he suddenly changed and was defeated by Xuan Tian in an instant. He was beaten to a pulp, unable to fight back.

  "Maple..." Everyone was stunned when suddenly a loud shout came from afar.

  Like thunder on a clear day.

  All the inner disciples were shocked by this voice, their bodies swaying slightly, and it was clear that this drink was so loud that if they were closer, just one drink would be enough to injure a warrior in the early stages of Xiantian.

  Everyone was attracted by this loud shout and turned their heads to look.

  Suddenly, at the end of the road, there were more than ten people rushing towards this place.

  Everyone was extraordinary, and more than a dozen people rushed over. There was a sense of urgency like a large army pressing the border, causing all the inner disciples to take a sharp breath, almost suffocating.

  These dozen people were all inner sect elders of the Tianjian Sect, high-ranking experts in the Later Stage of the Pre-Heaven Realm.

  The first one was a middle-aged man in his fifties, wearing a black long gown with silver edges on the cuffs and a circular pattern embroidered on his chest. At first glance, it was clear that this person held an extraordinary position.

  That loud roar was from this person's mouth, compared to the other dozen or so people, this person's speed was faster. In one step, he flashed forward about 300 meters.

  Still over 400 meters away from Xuan Tian, this person swung his large hand. A palm strike came slapping over: "Rebel, how dare you harm my son, looking for death."

  As he slapped out with one palm, a palm print shot out, as if it were substantial, as big as a washbasin.

  All the inner disciples were shocked, their faces revealing fear. The palm print was like a giant mountain peak pressing down, an overwhelming aura that enveloped everything in an instant.

  In the Xuantian Eye, there was an even more terrifying scene, as that palm print shot straight towards him.

  In the blink of an eye, he had flown over nearly nine hundred steps and arrived more than ten meters ahead.

  The enormous momentum was overwhelming, like a massive mountain weighing tens of thousands of kilograms pressing down on Xuántiān's body, rendering him immobile in an instant, unable to move and could only stare as the palm print slapped towards him.

  Before the palm print arrives, there is already a force of tens of thousands of kilograms pressing down.

  If he were truly hit by this palm strike, it would be enough to kill Xuantian with one blow. No matter how strong Xuantian's physique was, he wouldn't be able to withstand this palm strike.

  At this critical moment, a Void Palm Print suddenly appeared from beside Xuan Tian and flashed over.

  Two palm prints, five meters in front of Xuantian, slammed together.

  BOOM! A deafening explosion shook the sky.

  A deafening sound shook the eardrums of Xuantian, causing a sharp pain, and his hands instinctively covered his ears.

  With palms facing each other, a powerful airflow suddenly exploded and splashed in all directions. Xuan Tian felt a huge force surge forth, his body involuntarily retreating several steps before stopping.

  Even if it were a warrior of Innate Realm Sixth Order who clashed with him in a palm strike, Xuan Tian would not be knocked back several steps, showing just how great the power of that airflow was.

  A voice came from behind Xuan Tian: "Chu Shidi, a fight between younger disciples, and as an elder, you can't use such vicious moves to take someone's life."

  The voice was somewhat familiar, and Xuan Tian turned his head to find Wu Zhenkun standing behind him, along with several elderly men who had hastily arrived and gathered together with Ma Zhenru and Jia Wenda, walking over to Deng Fei's side.

  "Wu Elder!" Xuan Tian cupped his fists in salute.

  Wu Zhenkun's eyes gleamed like a sharp knife as he stared at Xuan Tian: "Why did you kill Deng Fei?"

  Xuantian said: "In the Yin Wind Mountains, he sent his clansmen to kill me."

  Wu Zhenkun's eyes narrowed, revealing a hint of coldness: "Do you have evidence?"

  "Yes!"

  "Wu Shixiong, Huang Tian killed our fellow disciple and injured my son. According to the sect's rules, he should be put to death as an example. As the head elder of the Punishment Hall, I will execute him according to the sect's rules. What is wrong with that?"

  That furious voice rang out again. Xuan Tian looked over and saw that the person who had just made a move, along with more than ten inner sect elders, were already standing beside Chu Feng.

  Through conversation, Xuan Tian already knew that this person was the First Elder of the Punishment Hall, Chu Feng's father - Chu Renfang.

  Chu Zhan Fan tapped several acupoints on Chu Feng and fed him some healing medicine, then had someone send him to the Dan Medicine Hall for treatment.

  Wu Zhenkun walked to the side of Xuan Tian, his eyes glanced at Deng Fei on the ground, then turned to Chu Zhanyan: "A life-and-death duel between disciples, how can there be no reason? Chu Shidi, you don't ask about the cause and effect, and as soon as you take action, you kill someone. You are in charge of the Punishment Hall, how many unjust cases will appear?"

  "You...!" Chu Zhanfan was so angry that he was speechless for a moment, his eyes fell on Xuan Tian's body, and suddenly his eyes widened as he pointed at Xuan Tian: "This rebellious disciple didn't even ask about the cause and effect, yet killed a fellow disciple, such a sinful act, why not execute him immediately?"

  "Wu Zhenkun let out a soft sigh: 'Alas, Chu Shidi, Huang Tian is just a fifteen-year-old youth, full of vigor and prone to impulsiveness. It's understandable that he would be emotional. As the head of Xingfa Hall, how can you lower yourself to argue with a junior disciple?'"

  "I...!" Chu Zhanfan was left speechless by Wu Zhenkun's few words, and angrily said: "How I do things is none of your business to teach me, humph!"

  As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Zhan turned to Xuan Tian and glared at him: "Xuan Tian! Tell me, why did you kill Deng Fei?"

  "Although Chu Warfan was imposing, Xuan Tian's expression remained calm and composed, unfazed by the situation. His tone was even: 'Deng Fei had instructed his family's four elders, including Deng Wanchuan, as well as nine mid-stage Pre-Heavenly martial artists to ambush me in the Yin Wind Mountains with the intention of killing me. They chased me for hundreds of miles, but I managed to narrowly escape. This time, upon returning to the sect, I didn't even have a chance to report back before encountering Deng Fei again. He wanted to kill me to silence me, while I sought to take revenge on him. The two of us clashed, and naturally, his strength was no match for mine, so he was defeated. However, I spared his life, so he should still be alive. Perhaps it's possible that he too was acting under someone else's orders; you can interrogate him to find out.'"

  As soon as the voice of Xuantian fell, Jia Wenhao checked Deng Fei's breath and said: "The sword has pierced through his chest, but it hasn't hit any vital organs. Although Deng Fei is not dead, he is seriously injured, all the meridians in his body have been severed, and it's hard to save him."

  Chu War Fan clearly didn't believe Xuan Tian's words and said, "You're spouting nonsense. Deng Fei comes from a sixth-rank family with four elders in the clan who are not at the Sixth Heaven of the Innate Realm, but rather at the peak of the Fifth Heaven of the Innate Realm as martial artists. Add to that nine mid-stage Innate Realm martial artists chasing you for hundreds of miles, how could you possibly escape? I think you're at odds with Deng Fei and using the name of a duel to secretly take his life, which is a grave sin. You should..."

  "Who says I can't escape?"

  Xuantian let out a loud roar, and he grasped the second level of sword intent. In terms of martial arts willpower, he was not inferior to Chuwu Fan in the slightest, and was completely unaffected by Chuwu Fan's aura. He interrupted Chuwu Fan's words: "Not only did I escape, but I also turned misfortune into good fortune. By chance, I entered the residence of Zhu Wuying, the number one assassin of the Divine Sword Dynasty over a hundred years ago, during his later years. I obtained the 'Absolute Shadow Heart Method' and cultivated it into the 'Absolute Shadow Sword Method'. I counter-killed all ten of the Deng family's early-stage martial artists who were pursuing me, not leaving a single one alive. It was from the mouths of the Deng family's martial artists that I confirmed their identities, as well as the mastermind behind Deng Fei."

  The Tianjian Sect has been searching for the 'Jueying Heart Method', and since Xuantian has obtained it, he will naturally hand it over. Moreover, it's a good excuse that he has cultivated it into the 'Jueying Sword Method' and killed ten pre-heavenly realm mid-term warriors of the Deng family, which sounds reasonable.

  Everyone present was shocked by his words, 'Absolute Shadow Heart Method', that's a precious treasure.

  At the same time, listening to Xuan Tian say that he had killed ten pre-heavenly middle-stage warriors of the Deng family, made all the inner disciples take a cold breath.

  The elders of the Zongmen Sect looked at Xuantian with a new gaze. Although Chufeng also had the strength of a fifth-order Wudao cultivator, defeating Chufeng and killing ten mid-stage Wudao cultivators were still vastly different in terms of achievement.

  Chu Zhan let out a cold snort and said, "Empty words are useless, if you really did kill me, then I'd be dead with no proof to the contrary. What makes you think others will believe your words?"

  Xuantian smiled slightly, he had long been prepared, and pointed at Deng Fei: "I killed the four elders of the Deng family, Deng Wanchuan, and took his personal sword, which is a mid-grade treasure of the Xuan stage, with the words 'Wan Chuan' engraved on it. On that day, Deng Wanchuan used this sword to kill me, so I will use this sword to repay Deng Fei. This sword is the greatest evidence."

  Everyone's gaze fell on the sword stuck in Deng Fei's body.

  The inner gate elder standing beside Deng Fei was the first to discover: "Not bad, it's indeed a mid-grade treasure of the Mystic Stage. The two words 'Wan Chuan' have been engraved for quite some time, at least several years."