Chapter 1120

The Elder who escorted Chen Yu back to Celestial Sect immediately refused when he heard that Chen Yu wanted to leave.

The Vermilion Bird Sky Nest had already been tricked by Chen Yu multiple times. If something were to happen to Chen Yu on his way back, the responsibility would fall on their heads.

This Elder naturally wouldn't allow Chen Yu to do as he pleased.

"You contacted Celestial Sect, right?"

The Elder asked with a smile.

Chen Yu had a strange look on his face. He didn't know what the Elder was trying to say. However, he did indeed contact Celestial Sect's disciples. He nodded, hoping that this matter would end like this.

"Hehe, then did the Celestial Sect come up with some sort of scheme for you to meet with an accident halfway through and then scam the Vermillion Bird Sky Nest? You underestimate this old man too much. "

The Elder laughed in disdain.

"…"

Chen Yu really wanted to say that the Elder was thinking too much.

However, Chen Yu sympathized with the Elder's thoughts. The Vermilion Bird Sky Nest must be scared of being tricked.

"How about this, I leave now. If anything happens to me, it won't be blamed on the Vermilion Bird Sky Nest."

Chen Yu opened his mouth.

This startled the Elder and he didn't quite understand.

"What did you say?"

The Elder revealed a look of shock, as if he wanted to confirm.

"I said, if you let me leave now, if anything happens to me, it won't be blamed on the Vermilion Bird Sky Nest."

Chen Yu repeated.

Whoosh!

The Elder suddenly waved his sleeves. The air trembled and a transparent fiery light flashed, forming a red ball that floated above the Elder's palm.

Inside the red ball, the surroundings were shown, as well as the sentence that Chen Yu repeated.

"Alright, you can leave now."

The Elder revealed a smile.

It was obvious that he pretended not to hear it clearly and wanted Chen Yu to repeat himself. At the same time, he recorded everything that happened.

The Vermilion Bird Sky Nest really hoped that something would happen to Chen Yu but they didn't want to be the scapegoat. Now that Chen Yu had made a promise, the Elder was naturally happy and agreed.

Chen Yu was speechless at the elder's actions.

Without further ado, he left the airship and flew in a certain direction.

In fact, his current actions were still dangerous.

However, when Chen Yu received the distress signal, the mysterious heart also reacted at the same time, which was why Chen Yu was so certain that he would leave the protection of the Vermillion Bird Sacred Clan.

After leaving, he took out his communication token and asked for the other party's destination.

"Dead Soul Desert?"

After Chen Yu got the destination, he couldn't help but be cautious.

The Dead Soul Desert was a famous forbidden area of the human race.

…

In the gloomy and barren desert, the black wind whistled like the wailing of ghosts and the howling of wolves.

The most common material here was sand and mud, followed by skeletons.

Somewhere in the desert, there was a strange black tree. It was bald and had no leaves. It was lifeless, but there were a few fruits hanging on its black branches.

The fruit was shaped like a human head with simple facial features. Its expression was either laughing or cursing.

There were seven people under the black tree, and they came from two different sides.

"Everyone from the Frost Temple, how about we split these Mortal Soul Fruits equally?"

One of the men said.

This man was tall and sturdy, and his eyes were shining brightly. His aura was strong.

Behind him, there was a man and a woman. The man was handsome and had a head of dark purple hair. It was Lin Tianfeng.

The three of them were wearing the uniform of the Celestial Sect.

In front of the tall and sturdy man, there were four people. The leader of the group was a skinny man with a gloomy face and a pair of black eyes that emitted coldness.

Facing the skinny man, the three Celestial Sect disciples couldn't help but feel a sense of pressure.

"Ghost Finger, Yan Su!"

"Although this person is from the Frost Temple of the Eight Emperor Sects, his reputation now surpasses many of the outstanding disciples of the Holy Sect."

Lin Tianfeng and another female disciple communicated telepathically.

"I wonder who is stronger between Senior Brother Pan and Ghost Finger Yan Su."

The Senior Brother Pan they were talking about was the tall and sturdy man, Pan Peng, who was ranked 87nd on the Celestial Martial Leaderboard.

"We have been eyeing the Mortal Soul Fruits here for a long time. The enemies guarding the area were also killed by us. Why should we split them with you?"

The skinny man, Yan Su, laughed coldly.

"Oh? So you want to be enemies with the Celestial Sect? "

The tall and sturdy man, Pan Peng, frowned and released a strong aura.

"Haha, you must be joking. Even if I cripple the three of you today, will the Celestial Sect attack me?"

Yan Su laughed loudly.

It was just a competition between disciples. As long as there were no deaths, the Celestial Sect would not interfere.

"Forget it. I will give you a chance. If any of you can withstand 75 moves from me, I will split the Mortal Soul Fruit with you. How about it?"

The corners of Yan's mouth curled into a slightly sinister smile.

"75 moves!"

Pan Peng heard this and his eyes widened in anger.

Among the three of them, he was the only one who was a Four and a half King. The other two were much weaker. He would definitely be the one to fight.

Yan Su knew this, but he still arrogantly proposed a 75 moves challenge. It was obvious that he looked down on him.

"Alright, I will fight you!"

Pan Peng's body surged with orange Qi and rushed into the sky.

The rest of the people backed off to make space for Pan Peng and Yan Su to fight.

"Looking at Ghost Finger Yan Su, he seems to be very confident. Once Senior Brother Pan loses, we will not get anything."

"Moreover, in terms of overall strength, the Frost Temple's team is slightly stronger," Lin Feng said with a smile.

Lin Tianfeng could not help but sigh.

Rumble!

The battle was about to start. Pan Peng, who was ranked 87 on the Sky Martial List, and Yan Su, the genius of the Frost Palace, started to fight.

Pan Peng held a huge axe in his hand and waved it, creating a huge and chaotic orange light. This attack caused the surrounding to change color and the wind to surge.

On the opposite side, a black short sword appeared in front of Yan Su. It released thousands of dark and cold sword shadows, which pierced out directly.

Ding! Peng!

The first move, the second move, the third move, Yan Su and Pan Peng were evenly matched.

"This is the power of the Sky Martial List's 87nd?"

Lin Tianfeng observed Pan Peng.

He was now a Four Star King and ranked 28 on the Sky Martial List. He was eager to climb higher.

Pan Peng's cultivation base was only slightly higher than his, but the strength he displayed caused Lin Tianfeng to be stunned.

At the very least, within the next five years, he would not have the qualifications to challenge Pan Peng.

Lin Tianfeng involuntarily clenched his fists, feeling reluctance in his heart.

Qin Wentian, who entered the Celestial Sect at the same time as him, was already ranked 89 on the Sky Martial List. The disparity between him and Qin Wentian was too great.

Suddenly, Lin Tianfeng thought of a person, and his heart couldn't help but sink.

That person was none other than Chen Yu. His performance in the new disciple recruitment test had surpassed Qin Wentian, and after that, he continued to shine brightly in the Celestial Sect, even replacing Qin Wentian as a Heaven's Chosen.

"What a pity, you died."

Lin Tianfeng sighed in a low voice. He didn't feel regret, but rather, a faint sense of joy.

After all, it was unknown how many times Lin Tianfeng had been defeated by Chen Yu. A shadow had long been cast in his heart, and he felt that he would soon walk out from it.

"Senior Brother Lin, Senior Brother Pan is about to lose."

A female disciple at the side suddenly called out.

Lin Tianfeng turned his gaze over, only to see that Pan Peng was indeed in a disadvantageous position.

Would Pan Peng be able to withstand 75 moves?

66 moves, 67 moves!

Pan Peng's forehead was filled with cold sweat, incomparably shocked in his heart. As a genius of the Celestial Sect, he actually lost to a disciple from one of the Eight Great Emperor Sects. This was truly a great humiliation.

"Battle Soul Heaven Destruction Slash!"

Pan Peng roared, his entire body was enveloped by a resplendent orange light as his battle intent soared.

The gigantic axe in his hand flew up into the air, growing several times larger as it slashed towards Yan Su.

"As expected of a disciple of the Celestial Sect, you have some skills."

Yan Su calmly spoke. With a wave of his finger, the jet-black short sword flew up into the air under his control, welcoming Pan Peng's attack.

BOOM!

A deafening sound exploded in the air, shaking the surroundings.

Suddenly, an imposing Orange Axe Shadow rushed out from within, chopping towards Yan Su.

Peng!

Amidst the explosion, Yan Su's figure was flung backwards.

"Hmph, you underestimate me too much."

Pan Peng coldly laughed.

"Is that so?"

Yan Su's voice rang out. With a wave of his finger, a gigantic black sword light pierced over.

"Are you alright?"

Pan Peng looked at Yan Su, extremely surprised.

As a bystander, Lin Tianfeng could see it clearly. Yan Su was not blasted away by Pan Peng's attack, but he had retreated in time by a hair's breadth. He was only slightly affected and suffered some minor injuries.

SWISH!

Yan Su's sword was stronger than before, emitting a frightening chill as it slashed towards Pan Peng.

Pan Peng was injured and his figure flew backwards.

Yan Su pressed forward step by step, as if he had changed into a different person. His sword attacks were fierce and swift.

Three consecutive sword attacks left three wounds on Pan Peng's body. The last wound injured his internal organs, causing Pan Peng to be seriously injured and defeated.

"I lost!"

Pan Peng's face was blank as he suffered a blow.

"Hehe, if you had won, I would have split the Mortal Soul Fruit in half. Unfortunately, you lost. I'll cut off one of your legs each. That's not too much, right?"

Yan Su coldly laughed.

"What?"

Pan Peng and the other two were shocked.

SWISH!

A ray of black light sword, chilling to the bone, attacked.

PUFF!

Pan Peng did not expect Yan Su to suddenly attack. Blood splattered and one of his legs was cut off. He was in so much pain that he screamed.

Lin Tianfeng and the other female disciple could not help but feel their blood run cold. They had heard of Ghost Finger Yan Su's ruthless methods, but they did not expect him to be so cruel to a Celestial Sect disciple.

"Next, the two of you."

Yan Su did not even blink as his Profound Weapon, the black sword, flew out.

Lin Tianfeng's hair stood on end as he felt that the sword's target was him.

Suddenly, a ray of white light rushed over from afar and appeared in front of the black sword, blocking it.

"Backup is here."

The female disciple beside him shouted.

She was timid. She had just discovered that there were Celestial Sect disciples nearby and sent out a message asking for backup.

Lin Tianfeng immediately heaved a sigh of relief, as if he had taken a trip to the gates of hell.

Who was it? Which Senior Brother from Celestial Sect saved him? He must repay this person well!

Hence, he used his spiritual consciousness to scan the area.

Lin Tianfeng felt as if he had been struck by lightning and was dumbfounded.

"Chen Yu! Why … is it you? "

His spiritual consciousness saw Chen Yu's face!

Damn it, didn't Chen Yu die in the Demon Clan's territory?

Was the Chen Yu in front of him a human or a ghost?

As for the gratitude he felt earlier, Lin Tianfeng had long thrown it to the back of his mind.

"... Didn't you … die?"

Lin Tianfeng finished his speech in a stutter.

"Lin Tianfeng, is this the attitude you should have when speaking to your benefactor?"

Chen Yu looked at Lin Tianfeng and asked.