Fantasy: It Turns Out That I Am a Peerless God of War

Soon, the mere Pingjiang City was no longer able to satisfy Yi Feng's abilities.

Exactly, there are still a hundred disciples, let them pass on the scriptures to themselves.

100 people go to 100 places, and people in 100 places speak to people in other places.

Isn't it just a matter of time before your own name resounds throughout the Xianjiang Continent?

Yi Feng couldn't hide his smile.

No way, he is such a superficial person.

The most important thing right now is to give yourself a nickname and spread it to them?

Hero of the Storm, Lord Zhangtian? Too vulgar.

No. 1 in the world, Dugu seeks defeat? Not too earthy.

Until everyone arrived at the Gate of Heaven and Earth, Yi Feng still hadn't come up with a name worthy of his own.

Just happened to see Wu Yonghong and others coming out of the gate of heaven and earth.

Yi Feng glanced at Wu Yonghong and the others. Since he took in the three of them, the three shriveled old men have no worries about food and clothing, they are all plump and their complexion is better.

"Old Wu!" he called. "Where is this going?"

Wu Yonghong followed Sun Zhuge and Chu Kuangshi saw Yi Feng and quickly bowed his head, "Hello sir. We are going to buy some things needed by the sect."

"Well, it looks like you guys are having a good time recently." Yi Feng said, sighing, "Unlike me, it's inevitable day and night recently, and I'm very troubled."

"Sir, you have worked hard, and I will admire it." Wu Yonghong said to the three of them.

"Hey, my troubles, you mortals, forget it, you don't understand." Saying that, Yi Feng raised his hands, raised his chin, and shook his head at the sky.

"Yes." Wu Yonghong responded.

Yi Feng frowned, "You ask, what's the trouble."

"Uh..." Wu Yonghong got stuck, "What troubles?"

The breeze on the mountain blew and ruffled the broken hair in front of Yi Feng's forehead.

"Yes." Wu Yonghong replied.

Behind him, Chu Kuangshi pulled the corner of Wu Yonghong's clothes.

He suddenly remembered something, raised his head abruptly, and stepped back again and again, causing Chu Kuangshi and Sun Zhuge behind him to step back.

The three of them stared at Yi Feng in disbelief!

"First, first, first, first, first, you will become invincible?!" He almost forgot what Pork Rong had reminded before!

"When did you become invincible, sir?!"

"Ah! The world is invincible! I've never seen it before!" Chu Kuangshi stepped back again and again, and knelt down with a soft leg, "Mr.

Yi Feng was very satisfied with everyone's reaction.

"You have knowledge." Yi Feng nodded, "Don't be shocked, it's normal."

"By the way, you should recall all my disciples. I'm going to hold a sect meeting."

"Yes!"

Wu Yonghong responded, and Yi Feng flew away.

During this period of time flying every day, he has already mastered the power of flying. The road is smooth and smooth.

The three of Wu Yonghong stayed where they were and watched him disappear instantly.

Breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, Pork Rong came to remind us. Otherwise, we would make Mr. unhappy." Wu Yonghong wiped the sweat from his forehead fearfully.

"Yeah, it looks like Mr. is very satisfied with my response just now." Chu Kuangshi replied.

"Let's quickly recall Mr.'s disciples with jade slips."

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...

Returning to the main hall, Yi Feng quickly took out his copy of "Xianjiang Continent Cultivation Level".

When the disciples return, there will be a sect meeting.

He wanted to see if Emperor Wu had any other skills that had been filled.

Just a flight in the air can't keep up.

The cultivation base of Emperor Wu was in a hurry before, and I only saw that the highest level of Xianjiang Continent was Emperor Wu.

Now that I take a closer look, I realize that this Emperor Wu is also graded.

a life-

Second life-

...

Yi Feng saw the corners of his mouth twitched.

The further down you go, the higher the corners of your mouth are.

Ten lives-

After ten orders, Emperor Wu was equal to a human immortal after being robbed.

Seeing this, Yi Feng's mouth cracked to the back of his neck.

The system said the highest, then he must be the highest ten.

Maybe there is no need to cross the catastrophe.

Good guy, he is already equivalent to a fairy.

Yi Feng couldn't bear it any longer, "Ahahahaha, immortal ahhahaha! Lao Tzu is now equal to immortal!!!"

Yi Feng laughed wildly, hugged the "Xianjiang Continent Cultivation Level" and kissed wildly, "Good system, you are really my father!"

Yi Feng looked up to the sky with a long smile, and when he was excited, he turned over the Xianjiang Continent, "My dear, I don't even have to suffer from the catastrophe!"

"Hahahaha let me see what else is good!"

"Immortal world summons hahaha, ha..." His eyes swept across, and Yi Feng's laughter stopped abruptly in the last line of words, "Ha?"

"Summoning from the fairyland?"

WTF?

Yi Feng leaned forward, and was about to paste the pages of the book.

He said word by word: "Ten Ming Martial Emperor is the highest level in Xianjiang Continent. If you rise to this level, you will be summoned by Xianjie."

His every word was long and earnest.

"One...year...of...within...must...enter...into...immortal...world."

"Otherwise, the soul-flying-soul-dispersing by the... Heaven... Dao... so... not... Rong."

"Last note: Human... Immortal... is... Immortal... World... Lowest... Low... Etc... Level..."

"Snapped!"

Yi Feng suddenly closed the book, then closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Wrong, wrong, must be wrong.