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Chapter two hundred and ninety sixth strength(2/2)

They all smiled and said nothing.

After all, Elder Luo Feng was still there. Although they agreed with Bai Ting's words, they all looked at Luo Feng.

Everyone knew that Bai Ting's words were deliberately told to Luo Feng.

Luo Feng didn't take it seriously, put down his teacup, and chuckled: "Old Ghost Bai, there is no news yet about what Zhong Yunxiao did after refining the Sword Emperor Grass. Why don't you take a guess?"

When Zhong Yunxiao was mentioned, Bai Ting's face immediately turned ugly, and he said coldly: "How can this cat and dog appear out of nowhere? Chu Haoyu and others can soar into the sky with the help of Sword Emperor Grass.

It relies on daily accumulation and one’s own talent.”

Many elders nodded secretly, and Bai Ting's words were indeed correct. Without good talent and qualifications, even if you get the Sword Emperor Grass by chance, you may not be able to transform yourself.

"What does he rely on? It's just opportunism. A blind cat meets a dead mouse. Give him a Sword Emperor Grass, and it's destined to make no waves. Luo Gui, you are naive enough if you want to use him to make me angry!"

At the end of his words, Bai Ting's old face showed a disdainful smile and hehehe twice.

But at this moment, a deacon stepped forward quickly, saluted the elders, and said hurriedly: "Tell the two great elders that we have just received news that the place where Zhong Yunxiao refines the Sword Emperor Grass, with a radius of one kilometer, seems to be occupied.

He flattened it with one palm!"

After the deacon finished speaking, he found strangely that the elder's place was completely silent, with no sound at all.

All eyes fell on him.

I couldn't help but feel uneasy, so I carefully lifted it up and saw Elder Bai Ting, with an old face, ashen complexion, as ugly as possible.

"roll!"

Anger lingered in Bai Ting's brows, and he threw the teacup in his hand heavily to the ground. He was so frightened that the deacon shivered and hurriedly left.

"Interesting? Old Ghost Luo, I didn't hear clearly what you just said. Please say it again and listen."

Luo Feng played with the tea cup in his hand, with a playful smile on his face.

Zhong Yunxiao!!!

Bai Ting was furious, and his hatred for Zhong Yunxiao was almost catching up with Lin Yun.

Following the news of Zhong Yunxiao's palm shattering ancient trees within a kilometer radius, the Cloud Observation Platform began to boil again.

From the elders of the sect to the disciples of Jiange, their curiosity was aroused.
Chapter completed!
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