Douluo: Seven Asuras

Chapter 112 Strong
The disciples of Haotian Sect, led by the burly man in gray robe, had no intention of waiting for Chen Feng. They spread their bodies and rushed towards the back of the village.

Although they didn't use martial arts, their soul power was at their level and their speed was quite astonishing once it unfolded.

The burly man in gray robe glanced at Chen Feng out of the corner of his eye, only to find that the latter was walking leisurely like a stroll in the garden, without any sign of effort at all.

There was a hint of surprise in his eyes. Although he didn't know the origin of the man in black, when the wind occasionally blew his veil, he could see that he was a young man much younger than himself. No wonder he was so rebellious with such strength at such an age.

The burly man in gray robe increased his speed again, and seemed to be competing with Chen Feng, as if he wanted to embarrass Chen Feng on purpose about this matter.

The air was separated, and the corners of clothes were rustling.

Unfortunately, Chen Feng still didn't seem to be unable to keep up. Instead, the distance between him and the dozen or so Haotian Sect disciples who were traveling with him was instantly widened.

They looked at each other, shook their heads and smiled bitterly, then clenched their teeth and burst out their soul power again to increase their speed.

At this moment, they felt their bodies lighten at the same time. They looked up and saw a young man's face revealed under the cloak, looking at them indifferently.

"It's too slow. Let's speed it up!"

After saying this, all the disciples of Haotian Sect, including the burly man in gray, were lifted up by a tremendous spiritual force at the same time, and their speed suddenly increased several times.

The two sword wings opened and flapped lightly, and Chen Feng flew hundreds of meters into the sky with a dozen disciples of the Haotian Sect.

The strong visual experience made everyone exclaim in amazement, and even the gray-robed burly man at the head felt his heart suddenly contract.

Looking at Chen Feng's back again, he suddenly seemed as tall as a mountain, unclimbable.

Soon, the group flew out of the village.

Directly in front of us is a mountain, which is extremely steep. The entire mountain wall is almost vertical to the ground and is extremely smooth.

This is the first barrier of Haotian Sect to keep out foreign enemies. With just this stone wall, it is impossible to climb it easily without reaching the Soul Sect level or above.

Chen Feng, with a dozen Haotian Sect disciples, moved at an extremely fast speed, and flew through the air in just a few blinks of an eye.

Behind the mountain wall, there are more than a dozen rolling mountain ranges, and each one is as difficult to climb as this one.

If an attacker wants to enter the mountain, it will undoubtedly incur great losses. If defenses are deployed on every mountain peak, then even if the attacker is ten times more powerful than the Haotian Sect, he may not be able to succeed.

"A bunch of cowards have found a good place." Chen Feng curled his lips. Of course, he was not referring to all the disciples of Haotian Sect, but a part of them.

A strong man like Tang Hao is worthy of admiration and makes the enemy feel terrified.

Of course, the reason why Haotian Sect did this was probably to preserve the direct power of the sect, but didn't they think about those affiliated clans?
After the Haotian Sect left, those affiliated small clans became the punching bags of the Spirit Hall, and their lives were more miserable than the others.

If the Haotian Sect were to come out of seclusion in the future, who would be willing to follow?
Who else dares to follow?

In this case, will the Haotian Sect that emerges still be the same Haotian Sect as before?
While he was thinking, Chen Feng had already led a dozen disciples of Haotian Sect to fly over numerous natural barriers. The so-called numerous obstacles were as easy as stepping through mud for him.

After jumping over the last thousand-meter-long canyon, Chen Feng let go of the group of Haotian Sect disciples.

Feeling his feet on solid ground, the sturdy man in gray robe breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes turned towards Chen Feng with admiration and fear.

At the same time, the sturdy man in gray robe was also a little worried, wondering whether it was a blessing or a curse to let such a mysterious and powerful person come to the sect so easily?
After all, he holds the Order of the Chief Elder, which will inevitably lead to a reshuffle of the top leadership of the Haotian Sect.

But soon, the grey-robed man was relieved. Even if he didn't lead the way, with his strength, finding the sect would be as easy as drinking water. The fact that he let him lead the way was like a way of greeting in advance. As for the reshuffle of power...

who cares!
It is recorded in the sect's internal files that the Chief Elder Order belonged to the sect's founder, the ninety-nine-level Peerless Douluo, the first generation Clear Sky Douluo Tang Chen. Who he gave the Chief Elder Order to in the end was not something he could understand, and he must have had his reasons.

Walking along the edge of the abyss, there was an endless cliff behind Chen Feng, the desolate ice and snow slapped on his veil, and the cold wind ruffled his hair.

In front of us, the huge stone building looks like a fortress, and the main gate is five meters high.

Although it cannot be compared with the Papal Palace in terms of luxury, this all-stone building appears particularly solid.

Above the main gate, the three large characters carved in stone are vigorous and powerful, carrying a majestic aura that is enough to confront the surrounding mountains - Haotian Sect.

At the door, two guards who were also wearing grey robes bowed and saluted at the same time after seeing the grey-robed man coming back, but still said to Chen Feng: "Please show us our token."

"Cough cough..."

The grey-robed burly man stepped forward and said with a strange expression, "Forget it. This is... a distinguished guest. We should quickly inform the sect master and the elders and make preparations to welcome him."

The guard looked at Chen Feng in surprise, but didn't say much and nodded in agreement.

At the side, Chen Feng, who had been silent all the time, suddenly walked past the crowd and said lightly, "Why bother? As the chief elder, do I have to visit them one by one? How can this be so embarrassing!"

"Tell them all to come out and see me immediately!"

Chen Feng opened his mouth and let out a sharp whistle. The sound was not loud, but it was very penetrating.

Almost in an instant, the sound spread throughout the Haotian Sect.

In an instant, several long roars erupted from within the Haotian Sect at the same time, as if in response.

Five old men in black robes rose into the air at the same time and flew towards this side.

After a heavy roar was sounded, an extremely burly figure also moved. His aura was like that of an ancient ferocious beast, and as majestic as a mountain.

Outside the sect gate, the grey-robed sturdy man saw this scene and could not help but take three steps back. "It's over. The sect leader and the elders thought it was an enemy attack!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a black light suddenly appeared in the distant sky, and the huge hammer head was like a small mountain, nearly a hundred meters long and wide.

I don’t know which elder made the move. I only saw a black soul ring flash and disappear, and then the hammer head fell from the air.

"I don't care who you are. Anyone who dares to offend the Haotian Sect must pass this test first!"

The huge hammer head appears in the air, which is the amplification effect of the weapon soul's true body.

The sturdy man in gray robe realized that the situation was not good, so he hurriedly ran away with a dozen disciples of Haotian Sect. Otherwise, at such a close distance, if they were injured by the aftermath, they would definitely die.

In stark contrast to them was Chen Feng. Facing the strong suppression of the Clear Sky Hammer's weapon spirit, Chen Feng just stood there calmly without any panic.

His right arm glowed with a faint light, and at the same time, he muttered, "A hundred years of wind and frost are reduced to one sword. Once the sword is out, I will chop down the sky!"

(End of this chapter)