Peerless Martial Soul

Chen Feng slowly opened his eyes and looked at him, with a strange expression: "Are you talking about me?"

The tall and strong young man twisted his fist and clicked, "Crap, who else can I talk about?"

As he said, his fist was wrapped in a narrow wind and blasted towards Chen Feng.

Chen Feng easily judged his strength: the nine peaks of the acquired.

The tall and strong young man was grinning, as if he had seen Chen Feng be beaten to pieces, crying for mercy.

"What a nasty fly." Chen Feng waved his hand impatiently.

Then the three teenagers felt that with the wave of the green shirt in front of him, a huge mountain seemed to be pressed down, and endless pressure was used.

The three of them paled instantly.

The Divine Sect Realm was not comparable to the Acquired Realm. Chen Feng just waved his hand, it was tens of thousands of kilograms of power, and the strong young man felt that he could not resist it.

There was a desperate struggle in his eyes, and suddenly a piece of jade pendant on his waist was crushed. A yellow mask appeared on the surface of his body. Chen Feng’s power was blocked by the mask, and the mask burst suddenly, but the power was also offset by 70%. It was this 30% that fell on the tall young man and made him If struck by lightning, he screamed and flew out directly, hitting the ground heavily, spurting blood.

Already seriously injured!

The three teenagers looked at Chen Feng like a ghost.

"This inconspicuous boy in a green shirt is so terrifying?"

Chen Feng looked to them that the three of them hurriedly retreated in fright. They had realized that even if the three of them were united, they were definitely not Chen Feng's enemy.

It was terrible, just a wave of his hand, it was so tyrannical, I am afraid that he is already a master of the gods!

Thinking of this, they are desperate.

Chen Feng said coldly: "If I dare to say anything, I will kill you directly!"

Murderous intent rushed to the face, making the three teenagers unable to resist sweating profusely, as if they wanted to kneel to the ground.

After Chen Feng finished speaking, he closed the door for retreat.

As soon as he closed the door, the three teenagers were relieved.

The tall and strong young man was heartbroken looking at the dim and dull jade pendant in his hand broken into two pieces. This jade pendant was a life saver given by his father before he left. Unexpectedly, it shattered on the first day after entering the Nei Sect.

After the tall and strong boy was injured, his strength was greatly reduced. The other two boys suddenly turned their faces and threw him to the south room. The two of them divided the wing room.

In the south room, the tall and strong young man was lying on the ground, his face full of resentment and resentment.

"I Li Nanxing was born in Yangjia Township, Suiyang City, and I entered the Nine Stages of the Nine Years of the Day at the age of seventeen. Since I was a child, I was considered a genius by the family. I am also proud and complacent.

"But today I found out that there was someone outside of the world. The youth in the blue shirt looks two years younger than me, but he has the terrifying power of the gods! You know, my father is only in this state! It's really scary!"

"But, I won't give up on this! You made me like this. I swear a poisonous oath. Even if I lose my life for a hundred years, I vowed to Yixue's shame today!"

The first night passed in the practice.

Early in the morning, Chen Feng stood up long, opened the door, took a breath of cold air, stretched his waist, and his bones burst.

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Cultivating here is twice the result with half the effort, and it is several times faster than practicing outside. Unfortunately, I still don't know how to practice in the gods, but I should know when I go to class today."

The other three doors were all pushed open one after another, and the other three teenagers came out and saw Chen Feng, they all showed fear.

Chen Feng ignored them, closed the door, left the yard, and rushed to class.

All his belongings are carried with him, packed in mustard bags, and he is not afraid of being stolen.

The classroom is at the outermost periphery of this area, not far from the mountain gate. It is a very huge hall. There are hundreds of huge red-painted pillars that support this tens of thousands of square meters large hall. The green brick floor is full of primitive tables and chairs. It seems that after years, I don’t know how many disciples of the previous generation have used it.

Chen Feng found an inconspicuous corner in the middle row and sat down quietly.

After that, one after another, all the new disciples came.

This class is a big class, regardless of class, all new disciples must participate.

The other disciples who came from the outer sect all gathered to Chen Feng's side spontaneously. Ran Changling is not there and I don't know where he has gone. Duan Wuxin went far away, whispering from time to time with a gloomy teenager who was as pale as him.

"Eat what's inside and out!" a sturdy and tall teenager whispered.

The young man was called Wang Jingang. The cultivation base of the half-step Shenmen mainly cultivated boxing and hard skills. He was extremely powerful in horizontal practice. The physical strength was the strongest among these people except Chen Feng.

Chen Feng smiled slightly and said: "King Kong, needless to say, everyone has aspirations. Duan Wuxin now shows the color of alienation, it is still upright, at least now that he recognizes who he is, there is no need to worry about him in the future. Stabb our knife."