The Good Fortune Training System of Shrouding the Sky

Murong Chuan spent most of his free time sitting on the stone pillar, resisting the harsh wind with his body alone, which startled all the children of the Feng family.

The wind that can only be resisted at the Dragon Transformation Realm, but he can resist it at the Divine Bridge Realm, this is simply against the sky.

Even if the farther you are from the stone pillar, the stronger the wind will be, and the closer you will be to the stone pillar, the less powerful it will be.

Coupled with the golden light of the holy body just now, the crowd was frightened into silence.

"Hey, why didn't you talk anymore, didn't you get very excited just now? Because it was too noisy, I didn't understand the purpose of coming, so please say it again."

Facing the setting sun like blood, Murong Chuan showed a row of white and shiny teeth, and his smile was fresh, charming and natural, but no matter how you looked at it, it was full of malice.

"Uh, um, we passed by this place just now, and found that there are auspicious clouds shining here, and there is a vision of the Mahayana of heaven and earth, and there must be a person of great talent coming.

Out of amazement and curiosity, I gathered here with my brothers from the same school. I didn't expect to see such a spectacle, and to meet such a genius as my brother. What a blessing. "

The young man in the lead deserves to be an old fritter. He has been fighting against Fengyue for so many years, and he is well versed in the truth that a hero does not suffer from immediate losses.

His mind was also spinning very quickly, he just missed a moment and thought of a smooth way to deal with it.

"Oh, so that's the case. I thought you guys were looking for trouble and wanted to stop my marriage with Yu Yao.

The Feng family is a remote and ancient family, and it is also a famous sect. I thought it would be blocked in every possible way, but I didn't expect you to be so talkative. "

Murong Chuan's smile grew stronger, and his good-natured appearance made some people think again.

After all, they are the direct descendants of the Feng family, even if they are not the best batch, they still have their own pride and dignity.

If they are scared off by a casual cultivator, how can they mess around when they go back.

In particular, Murong Chuan had faint signs of confessing, which activated some people's minds.

"Hmph, knowing that this is the territory of the Feng family, you dare to be so arrogant and ostentatious, why don't you come down and kowtow to admit your mistake."

A burly young man in the crowd scolded angrily. Although the leading young man felt it was inappropriate, he did not speak out to stop it.

It's true that Murong Chuan's power is scary, but in the cultivation world, there are not only realms, but also their own magic weapons and family power.

They are direct descendants of the Feng family, not to mention that Murong Chuan is only at the Shenqiao state, even if he is a big brother at the Dragon transformation state, he would not dare to kill the children of the Feng family easily.

This is the arrogance of the Huanggu family, and it is also the face of the Huanggu family. How can a mere casual cultivator dare to offend Shengwei.

Murong Chuan was silent for a while, and another monk threatened with evil voice: "Friar Qu Qu Shenqiao is so arrogant in front of the Feng family's direct lineage, isn't he afraid of making the sky jealous and lightning strikes!

We have a group of hundreds of people, and there are no less than 100 monks in the Shenqiao Realm. If you are sensible, you should kneel down obediently to pay your respects. If you don’t understand the rules, hum..."

Well, all the effects of threats and intimidation will not last long unless it is memorable.

"Okay, since you like it, then I will satisfy you."

Murong Chuan jumped down with a smile, and the vortex of spiritual energy was also quietly densely covered outside the positions of everyone, forming a circle.

"You bastard, how dare you take the initiative to provoke me, I think you really don't know how to write dead words!"

Another monk yelled angrily, Murong Chuan sneered and remained silent, the momentum around him broke out again, and his realm also broke through the Shenqiao Realm and entered the Other Shore Realm.

"He, the other shore realm! You, you broke through two realms in a row!"

The young man in charge stuttered in shock, and the rest of the monks were dumbfounded again.

They never dreamed that Murong Chuan had broken through to the other side in a short period of time.

The perception between each big realm is the difference between heaven and earth, and the number of people has no meaning.

Even if there is only one Murong Chuan, it is enough to kill all of them.

"He, what about the other side, we are the direct line of the Feng family, if you dare..."

The cultivator still wanted to speak hard, and the young man in charge kicked him away, then hurriedly bowed and saluted:
"Don't blame seniors. They are spoiled and ignorant. Don't be as knowledgeable as them."

The young man who knows how to read words and expressions, after realizing that the situation is not right, wants to save face and losses as much as possible, but Murong Chuan doesn't give him a chance.

"You can't say that, I think they have a lot of backbone. Fengyue once preached that the Feng family only has the bones of the dead in battle, and there are no survivors.

No matter what she says is true or not, they are very tough, and you..."

Murong Chuan hesitated to speak, but it was this comprehensible silence that made the young man in the lead look strange.

This matter was not a big deal at all, he wanted to turn it into a small matter, but Murong Chuan deliberately went online, hurting the dignity of the family.

If he admits to being cowardly again, he will become a sinner who has discredited his family, and he will never even think about making his family famous in the future.

"Hmph, stubbornness! I see that your practice is not easy, and I don't want you to form a relationship with the Feng family. Since you want to die, I will fulfill you.

What Fengyue of the Feng family said is right, the Feng family only has the bones of the dead in battle, and there are no survivors!

Brothers, we are not afraid of the mountains of swords and seas of fire. We dare to walk on the mountains knowing that there are tigers in the mountains. Are we afraid that he will bend to the other side!
Even if we know our opponent, we would rather die than follow for the dignity and pride of the Feng family. "

After all, the leading young man launched the attack first, and the rest of the monks also broke out with an unprecedented momentum after being slightly taken aback.

"Damn it, do you have any brains? I'm just flattering you. You don't have to be serious.

Feng Yue, that ghostly bastard, has never taken the initiative to fight for his life, how could he say such philosophical words. "

Murong Chuan murmured unhappily, but his hands were not idle at all.

His rock-solid physical body is enough to crush hundreds of direct descendants of the Feng family, not to mention the spiritual energy sword sweeping array.

Ever since, without the slightest suspense, and without the slightest ornamental battle, it just unfolded like this.

During the battle, everyone discovered that Murong Chuan did not dare to kill them, nor did he dare to injure them secretly, so they became even more unscrupulous.

"Fuck, are all big families so shameless? I really think I can't do anything about you."

Murong Chuan tossed and turned, punched and kicked, slapped, teased, millennium-killed, kicked at the joints, hit his soft ribs, stuck his neck, and used all kinds of hooligan tricks.

In just a few rounds, a group of people bowed their waists and curled up on the ground, turning their heads to the sky and kneeling in mourning.

However, I have to say that Murong Chuan's flattery was very successful, even though he knew he couldn't win, there were still many direct descendants of the Feng family who were brave enough to fight.

Murong Chuan was not annoyed either, and in addition to teasing his feet and killing for a thousand years, he also added the vicious trick of stepping on his toes.

Murong Chuan's physical body is inherently tyrannical, if this foot stepped on the surface of his foot, it would definitely break his bones and tendons.

Ever since, the whole venue was filled with bone marrow cracking sounds and plopping sounds of falling to the ground.

Facing the one-sided crushing battle, someone finally couldn't bear Murong Chuan's wicked taste, protected his crotch and rear hip, quickly escaped from the battle range, and fled towards the family.

They thought that the aura vortex would stop them, but unexpectedly they let them go easily.