C2

After being forced to leave the Cloudsoar Sect, Chu Feng felt indignant in his heart. However, he could only bear with it. The weak had no say in this matter.

"The experiential learning is to impersonate me and send me out, preventing me from participating in the marriage event for fear that I will destroy it. But, you are all wrong. No matter where you are, I must stop this marriage. "

As he gazed at the gradually receding Cloudsoar Sect, Chu Feng secretly swore an oath in his heart, "Become stronger. Only the strong have the right to speak."

Travelling south, it took them seven days before they finally left the area of influence of the Cloudsoar Sect.

He cultivated nonstop along the way. He believed that as long as he had sufficient strength, he might be able to change the decision of the Sect Master.

The three skills on the Stats Window were as follows:

Level 10 Floating Cloud Steps — Evasion (Yellow Rank Experience: 1244/10 thousand)

Level 10 Meteor Sword Technique – Thunder (Yellow Rank Experience: 0/10 thousand)

Ten Stages of Strength of the Splitting Mountain Palm (Yellow Rank Experience: 0/10 thousand)

Looking at the three techniques, Chu Feng knew what it meant to reach the tenth level.

He had surpassed the original limit of levels, and had also gained a very powerful attribute ability.

Most importantly, it could continue to level up.

Chu Feng was in the middle of his thoughts when suddenly, hurried footsteps could be heard coming from afar. There were a dozen people, male and female, old and young. They were all running for their lives towards Chu Feng's direction.

Chu Feng wanted to dodge to the side, but the girl dressed in yellow shouted at him, "What are you still standing there for? Run for your life!" Can't you see that we're all escaping? "

"Why are you running?" Chu Feng asked in bewilderment.

An old man ran over and stopped him, "When you get to the bottom of this, you'll be dead. "You're just a kid in the third level of the Lesser Heaven stage. Do you really want to watch a show when you see so many of us running for our lives?"

Chu Feng had no choice but to lower his head and run alongside them. He didn't know why, but he kept on looking behind him to see what was chasing after him.

After running for about five to six miles, they finally stopped to catch their breath.

"It's safe now! We've finally escaped. "

One of them walked up to Chu Feng and patted him on the shoulder, saying, "Little brother, luckily you ran fast. If you had stood there, you would have been dead by now."

"Dead? "Why?" Chu Feng asked in puzzlement.

"Aowuuuuuuu ~ ~ ~" The only one who replied was a loud roar. The sound was like the raging waves of a stormy ocean. Wherever it passed, rows and rows of trees would fall to the ground.

The heart that they had just put down was once again lifted, and their faces were filled with shock.

Following the long roar, a huge striped tiger jumped up from several miles away. Its body was like a white light that streaked across the sky and instantly landed in front of everyone.

Chu Feng could feel the trembling of the crowd.

"A ninth level precelestial spirit tiger." Seeing the strength of the Spirit Tiger, Chu Feng's heart rose to his throat.

The elder immediately rushed out of the crowd to stand in front of the group. This was because his cultivation level was the highest, reaching the ninth level precelestial.

"Grandfather, can you handle it?" The girl in yellow looked worried.

Spirit beasts were much stronger than humans of the same level. If they wanted to defeat him, they would even need dozens of experts of the same level to do so.

At this time, there was only the old man who was a ninth level precelestial, followed by an eighth level precelestial. The rest were all Seventh Order or below.

Of course, the person with the lowest cultivation base was none other than Chu Feng.

"I will block it, you guys wait for an opportunity to escape." The old man said.

"Grandfather, we're leaving together." The yellow-dressed lady said.

"No, only if I stop it will you guys have the chance to leave. Otherwise, everyone will die here. " The old man stared at the Spirit Tiger and saw that it was roaring in front of the crowd and did not take the initiative to attack.

"Maybe we can try." Chu Feng suddenly asked.

"How?" "Little fellow, the moment I make my move, I'll immediately follow them and flee for my life." The old man said.

"No, I think we can try. Let me draw its hatred, and you can help attack from the sidelines. " Chu Feng's words caused everyone to roll their eyes at him.

If the old man had said so, they would have believed him. However, a mere level three precelestial actually dared to speak such big words, and even went so far as to attract its hatred. Otherwise, it would have lost its life in the process.

Seeing the disbelief in everyone's eyes, Chu Feng let out a helpless sigh.

"Roaaaaaar!"

The roar of a tiger caused everyone's ears to buzz.

The Spirit Tiger leaped forward and pounced towards the old man at the front.

The old man shouted and took the initiative to charge forward. "Run!"

When everyone heard this, they turned around and ran.

However, the girl in yellow clothes did not move. Not only did she not run, she rushed towards the Spirit Tiger with the elder.

"Yan'er, quickly leave!" The old man's fist landed on the Spirit Tiger's body, but not only did he not push it back, he was actually sent flying by the huge force.

The girl in yellow rushed over to support the old man.

The Spirit Tiger let out a loud roar and continued pouncing towards the two of them.

The elder pushed Yan Er away and rushed forward to meet her.

At this moment, a figure faster than him appeared before the Spirit Tiger. It was Chu Feng.

When he saw that the person in front of him was actually the one with the lowest cultivation realm, he shouted anxiously, "You're courting death! "Quick, retreat."

Chu Feng, however, did not pay any attention to him. He raised his palms high into the air.

"Tenth stage of the Mountain Splitting Palm." This voice was naturally in his heart.

In an instant, with Chu Feng as the center, within a radius of ten meters, countless dust and fallen leaves were sent flying in the air, circling around Chu Feng and roiling in the air.

A strange scene appeared as the aura of death and howling filled the air.

In the air, a sense of pressure made his heart stop. This power was completely different from spiritual power. It was invisible and intangible, but it still existed, radiating from all directions as it converged towards Chu Feng's palm.

Especially the old man who was the closest to him, he was completely enveloped by this strange energy. He could faintly feel the fear of death.

The old man wanted to retreat, but the power of this phenomenon seemed to possess an extremely powerful force. He couldn't even move his feet, and even his breathing halted. He was left with only terror in his heart.

Chu Feng's body felt as if it was being sucked into a powerful suction force, sucking in not only the surrounding sand and rocks, but also the old man. He was about to be dragged into that vortex by Chu Feng.

"Is this power?" Chu Feng was greatly shocked. This was the first time he had used his full power, but he had never imagined that the force field would be so intense.

Yes, it was a force field. With Chu Feng at the center, the force field was spread out to cover dozens of meters.

"So strength is not my own power. Instead, it is to borrow the power of everything around me to apply this power to my palm." Chu Feng secretly memorized this change in his heart.

Sensing that the strength of his palms was on the verge of exploding, Chu Feng didn't dare to hesitate any longer. He rushed towards the Spirit Tiger that had been scared witless by Chu Feng's aura.

With the release of the force from his palm, the surrounding force field was followed by that force, blasting towards the Spirit Tiger's body.

"Boom —"

A deafening sound exploded on the Spirit Tiger's body, and immediately, blood and flesh flew everywhere. The Spirit Tiger's body was thrown thirty meters away in a straight line, leaving behind a blood-red trail as it landed heavily on the ground, motionless.

It was as if the entire arena had fallen into a deathly silence.

The old man's mouth was wide open and his eyes were wide open. He could not believe his eyes for a long time.

Yan'er stared at him with her beautiful eyes. Her right hand stroked her mouth as she cried out in alarm.