quiet.
Deathly silence.
Everyone looked at the blood that was pricked by Shen Chenfeng's finger, and the expressions on their faces completely froze.
That is the blood of an oath.
As long as you get this drop of blood, you can completely control Zhang Ruoli's fate and do whatever you want.
If it were anyone else, I'm afraid he would have agreed.
A loyal, talented servant whose future achievements are limitless. As long as you are a normal person, it is absolutely impossible for you to refuse.
However, Shen Chenfeng not only refused, but even exposed Zhang Ruoli's sworn blood in person.
No one understood what he meant.
Zhang Ruoli's face was full of sorrow and anger, and he said: "Master, do you dislike me? Hey, hey, hey..."
boom!
Before he could finish speaking, he was kicked out by Shen Chenfeng.
"I, Shen Chenfeng, have known countless people in my life. Since I accept you as my slave, I will never make a mistake."
Shen Chenfeng looked cold and said: "Besides, as a sword cultivator, you must have your own backbone. I don't want you to have any restrictions. If one day, you don't want to stay with me, you can leave."
Hearing this, Zhang Ruoli was greatly touched.
He bent his legs and wanted to kneel down, but when he remembered what Shen Chenfeng had just said, he immediately stood up straight and said with a firm expression: "Since I recognize my master, I will be a slave for the rest of my life. No matter what happens in the future, I, Zhang Ruoli, will never leave my master. And go."
Seeing this scene, Sun Buwei let out a long sigh of relief.
Although he also believed in Shen Chenfeng's character, his heart was far apart. He was really worried that Shen Chenfeng used the blood of the oath to force Zhang Ruoli to do evil.
However, he obviously thought too much.
The other elders also nodded secretly.
Once upon a time, they were coerced by the Li family and did many things that were against their conscience, so they hated being threatened and restrained the most.
Although it was Zhang Ruoli who took the initiative to donate the sworn blood, Shen Chenfeng's actions undoubtedly greatly increased their goodwill.
Only the Lord of Xuantian City had a flash of light in his eyes.
Shen Chenfeng seemed to reject Zhang Ruoli's allegiance, but was recognized by everyone.
A good trick to win people's hearts.
At such a young age, he has such brilliant means and scheming.
Even he feels inferior to himself.
However, what City Lord Xuantian didn't know was that Shen Chenfeng was suppressing the whole world and was respected by both heaven and earth.
This little skill of controlling his subordinates is not worth mentioning at all.
"Okay, do you have anything else to do?"
After Shen Chenfeng dealt with Zhang Ruoli, he glanced at the remaining people.
Wang Ye jumped out in one step. He and Shen Chenfeng had known each other for the first time, so he had no scruples. He patted Shen Chenfeng on the shoulder and said in disbelief: "Good boy, you are actually a master of alchemy. You have no conscience. , I’m so kind to you in vain.”
"I have long said that it can help you heal the wounds in your soul."
Shen Chenfeng shrugged his shoulders and said, "You don't believe it yourself, how can you blame me?"
"Well, it's my fault."
Wang Ye rubbed his hands excitedly and said: "You can even cure Wei Changxun and Sun Buwei, so my injuries are still within easy reach? But I can tell you that I don't have any points left."
"Don't worry, I won't charge you any compensation for our relationship."
Shen Chenfeng raised his eyes, looked at the remaining elders, and said, "Actually, I can also help you with free treatment. But, I want you to agree to a request?"
"any request?"
Everyone looked at each other and subconsciously held their breath.
"It's nothing."
Shen Chenfeng flicked his fingers and said nonchalantly: "When I go to war with the Li family in the future, I will ask all the elders to help me."
At the same time, Jade Muscle Peak.
Swish, swish, swish!
Lines of cold sword light flashed in the space.
Under Leng Qingqiu's command, the snow-colored sword was wielded like an arm, like a spiritual snake, turning flexibly in the air, leaving clear traces.
After this period of training, her swordsmanship continued to grow, and her use of the sword became more proficient.
But the only regret is that apart from the fourteen basic sword skills, she still hasn't practiced any secret sword skills.
"In the past, in order to keep my sword heart pure, I didn't learn any sword techniques. But now, I have condensed my sword intention and thoroughly mastered the fourteen basic sword techniques. It's time to learn some sword techniques to enhance my strength."
Leng Qingqiu waved his hand, and the snow-colored sword fell into his palm as if summoned.
She put away her sword and walked out of the room, planning to find Chen Yuanxiang.
At this moment, a familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar voice suddenly came from the front.
"Little junior sister, where are you going?"
Leng Qingqiu looked at the smiling girl in black skirt with a look of hesitation on her face.
Although the appearance of the girl in black dress had not changed at all, she keenly felt that Tan Zhiruo was completely different from before.
In the past, Tan Zhiruo's every frown, smile, and every gesture was full of natural charm.
Now Tan Zhiruo stood there calmly, like an ordinary person, without the slightest breath. But beneath the ordinary appearance, there is an extremely terrifying power hidden.
Leng Qingqiu didn't know what that power was, but the aura that was revealed inadvertently made her secretly frightened.
The sword in his hand trembled crazily as if facing a powerful enemy, as if it might be unsheathed at any time.
"Little junior sister, we sisters have not seen each other for a long time, why are you so nervous?"
Looking at Leng Qingqiu's expression, Tan Zhiruo was extremely satisfied and burst into laughter.
Several disciples from Yuji Peak saw what was happening here and immediately shouted, and countless people swarmed over.
"Look, Tan Zhiruo and Leng Qingqiu are facing each other again."
"Could it be that Tan Zhiruo refused to accept the defeat last time and still wants to fight Leng Qingqiu again?"
"Leng Qingqiu has practiced swordsmanship to an advanced level, and his swordsmanship is even more superb. How can Tan Zhiruo be her opponent?"
"If you ask me, that's not necessarily the case. Recently, Tan Zhiruo has been hiding somewhere and practicing hard. Now that he dares to show up, he must be absolutely sure."
With the sound of discussion, more and more disciples gathered around.
Some disciples even set up gambling games, attracting countless people to participate.
But before the two proud women of Yujifeng could confront each other again, the sky suddenly darkened, and a strong wind suddenly rose, like a doomsday disaster.
"Chen Yuanxiang, get out of here."
An old man in a golden robe suddenly appeared in the sky.
He roared like thunder, making everyone's eardrums buzz.
"Elder Situ, I don't know why I, Yuskin Peak, provoked you and got you so angry?"
Light rose in the sky, and Chen Yuanxiang and several elders from Yuji Peak walked out together.
"Chen Yuanxiang, look at the good apprentice you taught."
Situ Qian glanced at Leng Qingqiu, and immediately shouted coldly, "You disciples of Yuskin Peak ruined my disciple's innocence. How do you want to deal with it?"
