I Can Cheat Without Limit

However, he had been cultivating in the Spirit Mountain all these days.    

Elder Luo had given most of the pills he had accumulated over the years to Lin Xuan.    

In his words.    

"I thought my lifespan was about to end, but I didn't expect a withered tree to come back to life."    

"However, these medicinal pills are useless to me now. You can keep them."    

Such a gift made Lin Xuan's cultivation base advance by leaps and bounds. He had already reached the peak of the seventh level Spirit Warrior, and was about to break through.    

After hearing the news from Shen Muqing, he was about to leave the mountain, but was stopped by Elder Luo.    

"Shen Qingfeng has already gone. If he doesn't lose, you don't need to come out again."    

"Although you all have some grudges, he is still a disciple of the same sect. He was defeated by you that day, and his confidence suffered a setback. It might affect his future path."    

" Therefore, this is also a chance for him to regain the confidence he lost in the past.    

Elder Luo's words were very euphemistic, but the meaning behind his words was that he hoped that Lin Xuan would let go of his prejudices. Even if he couldn't become friends, he shouldn't become enemies.    

If it was in the past, he wouldn't have said these words.    

But now, there was an unusual movement in the forbidden area, and a storm was coming. Any genius with potential was the foundation of the Human Clan. If they were to grow up in the future, they would be of great use!    

Lin Xuan listened and didn't join in the fun. He just focused on cultivating in the Spirit Mountain.    

However, as more and more news came from the outside world, Lin Xuan found it hard to calm down.    

"Elder, what kind of grudges have those sects had with our Weeping Blood Sect? Why are they so aggressive?"    

In Lin Xuan's mind, shouldn't the Human Clan unite even more when they were in danger?    

"Hehe, it's a long story."    

"Since ancient times, the Weeping Blood Sect has been established for more than fifteen thousand years. Each era has its own outstanding disciples. Such a grand event has squeezed out a lot of their spots, and there are also other conflicts between them. " Some old grudges can be considered to be within reason. "    

Elder Luo didn't give a long speech, and instead spoke with a very casual manner, as if he didn't care at all.    

On the martial arts stage.    

Shen Qingfeng placed his hands behind his back and coldly swept his gaze across those unfamiliar figures below the martial arts stage.    

They were all the outstanding disciples from the major sects, and some of them were even the ones who had been stirring up trouble in the Weeping Blood Sect for the past few days!    

Although they didn't say it explicitly, the elders of the Weeping Blood Sect must have understood that some of the sects might be adding fuel to the fire and directing them!    

"Hehe, it seems like no one in the Weeping Blood Sect can be as arrogant as an eighth level Spirit Warrior junior. Let me teach you a lesson!"    

Below the stage, someone sneered. He leapt onto the stage!    

Almost instantly, there were exclamations from below the stage.    

"Oh, so you're an outstanding disciple of my Prefecture's Giant Sword Sect. Your cultivation base is at the Peak of Spirit Warrior!"    

"Hehe, this Weeping Blood Sect is really useless. They actually let a disciple who hasn't even reached the Peak of Spirit Warrior come onto the stage. Aren't they afraid of laughing their heads off?"    

"Sigh, this is really boring!"    

Many disciples from the various provinces were sneering at the scene below the stage. In the eyes of those disciples from the Weeping Blood Sect, this was a funny scene!    

Others might not know how powerful Shen Qingfeng was, but they knew it. When Shen Qingfeng had just broken through to the eighth level of the Spirit Warrior, the power and momentum of the battle had almost reached the level of a Spirit Master warrior. Now that he had reached the peak of the eighth level of the Spirit Warrior, no one knew how powerful he would be!    

"Hmph, I'll let you guys be arrogant for a while longer. Don't drop your jaws later!"    

A disciple of the Weeping Blood Sect groaned and snorted coldly.    

At this moment, Shen Qingfeng looked casual. He raised his eyebrows and looked at the person who had just arrived. He laughed and said. "Finish it quickly. Don't say that I didn't give you the chance. Use the strongest power you have in your life!"    

"Hmph, you're courting death!" The disciple of the Giant Sword Sect had never been looked down upon like this before. He immediately became furious and rushed towards Shen Qingfeng!    

After that, Shen Qingfeng casually waved his palm. The originally aggressive disciple of the Giant Sword Sect suddenly felt as if he was swept by a gust of wind. In just an instant, he was swept dozens of meters away!    

Hua!    

Cries of alarm that sounded like landslide and landslide resounded. The scene in front of them caused their entire bodies to shiver. It was a very shocking scene!    

"How is this possible? Are my eyes playing tricks on me?"    

"What kind of monster is that? How could he have such means?"    

"The senior brother of the Giant Sword Sect was swept away before he could even get close. Oh my god!"    

On the martial arts stage, a huge muffled groan came from the mouth of the disciple of the Giant Sword Sect. Blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. His internal organs were shaking, and his Qi and blood were flowing in reverse.    

His eyes were filled with incomparable shock. He had never expected such a situation!    

Who was he? He was a Peak of Spirit Warrior warrior. How could he be severely injured by a Spirit Warrior Eighth Stage warrior with just a single palm strike?    

While the disciple of the Giant Sword Sect was asking himself, Shen Qingfeng was too lazy to look at him. He sneered and said, "How dare you provoke the Weeping Blood Sect with such strength? You are overestimating yourself."    

"It seems like I have overestimated all of you. Don't come one by one. All of you, attack together!"    

Shen Qingfeng laughed loudly. He had an imposing manner that could swallow mountains and rivers!    

"Damn it!"    

"This is too arrogant!"    

Junior, how dare you be so arrogant, I'll deal with you! "    

"Me too!"    

No one could tolerate this. They were all top experts in their own sects. Today, they were ridiculed by someone in the Weeping Blood Sect. They couldn't stand it anymore. All of them jumped onto the stage to fight Shen Qingfeng!    

"Damn! These people are really shameless! "Shen Qingfeng, we all know that you are strong, but you can't pretend to be strong. You have sent more than ten Peak of Spirit Warrior disciples to fight me. I feel that Shen Qingfeng is going to die!"    

Upon seeing this scene, all the disciples who were cheering and waving their flags panicked!    

However, what happened next seemed to shatter their worldview. Shen Qingfeng, who was on the martial arts stage, was like a peerless demon lord, charging into the crowd of his own accord!    

It was as if he had entered a state where no one could stop him. With just a wave of his hand, someone was severely injured, and he was extremely powerful!    

Wails were heard everywhere on the martial arts stage, even if it was a physical fight. None of these people were a match for him. He swept through them all by himself!    

He proved his heaven defying strength to everyone. Dealing with these cats and dogs, he alone was enough!    

This kind of shocking scene made everyone's hearts shake greatly!    

"Holy f * ck! Is he still human? Is it because Shen Qingfeng is too strong, or is it because these people are too weak?"    

"It seems like we have underestimated Shen Qingfeng's strength. This kind of technique is incomparable to any other peerless genius!"    

"These people are all Peak of Spirit Warrior warriors. Is there still justice in this world?"    

"I suddenly want to know how strong Lin Xuan would be if he was here."    

Just as everyone was exclaiming in shock, the curtain finally fell on the martial arena. In just half an incense stick of time, Shen Qingfeng had swept away more than ten disciples from different sects. All of them were defeated, and all of them were seriously injured!    

Shen Qingfeng was the center of attention, as if a god had descended upon them!    

At this moment, the disciples of various sects panicked and cried out in alarm, "I understand now. This man is definitely the strongest genius in the Weeping Blood Sect. We are no match for him. Quickly, invite the true pinnacle figures of the Weeping Blood Sect over!"