After more than ten years on the mountain, you will become invincible when you come down.

"Son of God, you came in time, we are fine. If it weren't for you, we might not feel so good..." Su Yao said.

"Son of God, I can't survive anymore. Please take Su Yao away. I'm already a useless person, so don't worry about me..." Chen Haoran requested.

"Don't worry, you will all be fine. No one can do anything to you. Just rest in peace and recover..." Lu Feng said.

Everyone else was shocked. The sudden change made them stunned for a moment. They saw Su Yao was about to take off her clothes, but two people appeared and rescued Chen Haoran...

The leader looked at Lu Feng with a gloomy face, the murderous intent in his eyes not concealed at all...

"Boy, who are you? How dare you ruin my good deeds?" the leader asked coldly.

The younger brother on the side walked up to the leader and muttered a few words.

"Senior Brother Wu Jian, this person is Lu Feng, the divine son of the Qingyun Sect. Although his realm is not high, there are a few moments. Please be careful..."

When Wu Jian heard this, the expression on his face became rich.

As soon as he heard about Qingyun Sect, Wu Jian showed a disdainful expression on his face, "It turns out that he is the good-for-nothing god son of Qingyun Sect. He dares to disturb our Sword Sect. Are you impatient?"

Lu Feng didn't care about his disdain. He didn't care what others thought of him, but if he offended him, he wouldn't care who he was...

"Who are you talking about?" Lu Feng asked.

"Of course the trash is talking about you, otherwise who else can I blame? Are there other trash here? Hahaha..." Wu Jian laughed.

"Oh... you're a waste, you're talking about me. I never like to argue with a waste. Just go away. I won't embarrass you. Who makes you a waste..." Lu Feng said with a smile.

Wu Jian's expression changed, and he realized that he had fallen into the pit dug by Lu Feng. Apparently, he had become a waste...

"Lu Feng, what are you talking about? How can our senior brother Wu Jian be useless? You are looking for death!" the younger brother on the side said angrily.

"Boy, what's the point of having sharp teeth and a sharp mouth? In the end, it's not about strength. You are a late-stage Celestial Immortal. How can you fight with me, a mid-stage Daluo Golden Immortal? If you apologize to me now, I may be able to absolve you of your sins. !" Chen Haoran said in a deep voice.

"Master, he is a member of the Sword Sect who stayed in Yixiantian for the last two terms. He is now in the middle stage of Daluo Golden Immortal. You must be careful..." the old man in black robe reminded.

"Ha... Heipao, I thought at first that this belonged to your sect. I didn't expect that you had gotten to this point and actually worked as a dog for a god son of the Qingyun Sect. If this spreads out, I will see you acting like a fool. Where to put it?" Wu Jian sneered.

"Wu Jian, keep your mouth clean, I'm not a dog!" the old man in black robe retorted.

"Hmph, you have nothing but a tough mouth. Just like your master, there is nothing more than a tough mouth. I won't let anyone talk about it anymore. Kneel down and lick my shoes clean. I'll spare you. How about a life?" Wu Jian snorted coldly.

"Wu Jian, you are looking for death! You can insult me, but you can't insult my master. You will risk your life!" the old man in black robe said angrily.

The old man in black robes roared angrily, his aura burst out, and he struck Wu Jian with a palm.

Wu Jian sneered and said disdainfully, "Haha... Just because you want to fight me, you really don't know how to live or die!"

Wu Jian greeted him with a palm without hesitation.

"Bang..." The two of them exchanged palms, and their energy surged.

The old man in black robe was defeated and flew upside down like a kite with its string broken.

The black-robed old man's internal organs rolled and hit the ground in the distance.

The old man in black robe climbed up unwillingly and punched Wu Jian again...

Wu Jian dodged sideways and kicked the old man in black robe at the same time. The old man in black robe was kicked out again like a kite with broken strings...

This time, blood overflowed from the corners of the black-robed old man's mouth, and he was obviously seriously injured...

But the old man in black robe did not admit defeat, but prepared to continue the attack...

"Heipao, you are looking for death. Is it so difficult for someone to kneel down and lick me? Are you looking for torture?" Wu Jian said in a deep voice.

"Okay, Xiao Hei, step back, you are no match for him..." Lu Feng said calmly.

The old man in black robe was stunned, "Master, he insulted you, let me deal with him! Even if I risk my life, I will make him pay the price!"

Lu Feng knew that the old man in black robe was doing it for him, and he could do whatever he wanted. If he really wanted him to continue fighting, he would definitely die here...

"Okay, I'll just take care of him..." Lu Feng said.

Lu Feng said, turned his palm into a fist, and punched out, causing the world to change color and the surrounding space to become distorted.

When Wu Jian saw this, his casual expression became serious. Apparently he also felt Lu Feng's strength...

"Bang bang bang..." The two began to fight.

Both sides go back and forth, and it seems that no one can do anything to the other.

The rest of the Jianzong were shocked. They did not expect that Lu Feng could actually have a 50-50 fight with their senior brother Wu Jian. This was obviously beyond their expectations...

"What should I do? Do you want to go up and help?" one person asked.

"Go, if Senior Brother Wu Jian loses, we are no match for him, so we must go!"

"We have an advantage in numbers. Let's cooperate with Senior Brother Wu Jian to defeat him!"

Speaking of the disciples of the Sword Sect, more than twenty people drew their swords and flew up to join the battlefield...

Because of this, Lu Feng fell into passivity...

"Boy, I didn't expect you to still have a chance, but you will be defeated today after all..." Wu Jian sneered.

With so many helpers, Wu Jian's confidence has grown even more. So what if he is evenly matched with himself? With so many helpers, he obviously has a numerical advantage...

"Son of God, I'm here to help you too!" Su Yao said, jumping up and joining the battlefield.

"Master, I'm here to help you too!" The old man in black robe was not willing to be outdone and joined the battlefield.

Only Chen Haoran, whose Dantian was destroyed, could only look up at the sky, watching the colorful attacks intertwined together, making violent explosions from time to time, and the space was collapsed piece by piece...