Peerless Martial Soul

"I'm just very powerful, at least much stronger than your trash!" Yan Xinghui said proudly: "I am a magnificent one-star martial emperor!"

"And you? Have you stepped into the Martial Emperor Realm?"

Chen Feng only found it ridiculous. One-star Wuhuang, in Chen Feng's eyes, was no different from the ants.

Chen Feng looked at him and said lightly, "Isn't he a one-star Wuhuang? It's amazing!"

Yan Xinghui didn't seem to hear the sarcasm in Chen Feng's words, and said arrogantly, "Of course!"

Chen Feng smiled and said: "Then, if I easily defeat you, what about you?"

He was taken aback for a moment, and then burst into a burst of incredulous laughter, filled with contempt and sarcasm: "Boy, I heard you right, or are you mad?"

"How dare you say such a thing? What are you? Are you still beating me?"

Suddenly he shook the long sword in his hand, pointed at Chen Feng, and said grimly: "Little boy, now I will kill you, let you know what is truly powerful!"

Chen Feng sneered, he was also ready to do it.

His action will leave Yan Xinghui with an unforgettable shame and deep imprint.

Chen Feng didn't intend to kill her. After all, he didn't come to Canglang Sword Sect to kill people, but it was still possible to abolish his martial arts.

In the next moment, Chen Feng was about to do it, and Yan Xinghui was about to be abandoned.

But, at this moment, suddenly, from the mountain road, there was a clear and sweet voice.

The voice was full of joy: "Junior Brother, is it you? It turned out to be you? You actually came?"

Chen Feng was very familiar with this voice.

A smile immediately appeared on his face, and he turned to the direction of the sound.

Sure enough, a woman in a green shirt was standing there, smiling beautifully and looking forward to her beautiful eyes, hidden among the blossoming green trees, but none of them could cover her peerless appearance.

Who is it instead of Han Yuer?

Han Yuer looked at Chen Feng at this time with a joyful expression on her face. Suddenly her figure flashed, and she threw herself directly into Chen Feng's arms, hugging Chen Feng tightly like an octopus.

She trembled and said, "I want to kill you, Junior Brother, I'm so happy, you came to see me, Junior Brother!"

Chen Feng smiled and patted her on the back, and said softly, "Sister, I miss you too, am I here?"

Han Yuer smiled and smiled, tears suddenly flowed down, stretched out her hand to pinch and twisted Chen Feng, and said, "It's been so long. Did not come to see me!"

"I went back to the Tianyuan Dynasty once, but you were not there yet, Junior Brother, do you know how much I miss you?"

Chen Feng apologized and said, "I'm wrong, Sister, am I here? I will accompany you well."

Han Yu'er turned her anger into joy, clicked, kissed him on the face, and smiled: "It's pretty much the same."

And behind Han Yuer and Chen Feng, Yan Xinghui stood there blankly.

There was a touch of surprise on his face, and then it turned into disbelief, and then the look in his eyes turned into a deep jealousy and that crazy anger.

A voice in his heart screamed frantically: "Why? Why? Why would Junior Sister Han like such a trash?"

"Why can Junior Sister Han treat me without pretending to be so affectionate to him? Why? I'm not convinced!"

"How can this little kid compare to me? He can't compare to me at any point. I can easily defeat him, but Junior Sister Han is so in love with him!"

He was almost mad, and there was a sense of murderous intent in his eyes.

Chen Feng and Han Yu'er stuck together and talked for a long time.

Then, Han Yuer seemed to think of something, and said to Chen Feng: "Come on, Junior Brother, I will introduce you Yan Xinghui, Senior Brother Yan."

She smiled and said, "Senior Brother Yan Xinghui is the nephew of the head teacher. He is very talented and talented."

"Senior Brother Yan was entered into the mountain gate by the uncle in charge. Among the disciples of our generation, he is the only man, just like Uncle Lin."

Yan Xinghui stared at Chen Feng from the corner of his eyes with a proud face.

Chen Feng smiled and said, "It turned out to be Senior Brother Yan, so polite."

He held back the tone of his heart and wanted to ease the relationship with Yan Xinghui. After all, Yan Xinghui was Han Yu'er's senior. Afterwards, the two of them did not look up and saw each other, which made the relationship too stiff and it was not good for Han Yu'er.

Chen Feng did it for Han Yu'er and endured this tone.

But unexpectedly, Yan Xinghui stood there, looking at him arrogantly, and ignored him.

Seeing his look, Chen Feng's eyes were cold, and Han Yu'er was also very upset.

When meeting Han Yu'er again, Chen Feng was in a good mood, and didn't intend to be familiar with him, and said lightly: "Let's go, Senior Sister, let's go up, I also want to visit several seniors of your Canglang Sword Sect."

Han Yuer nodded and said, "Okay, I want to introduce you to Master too!"

With that, the two were about to leave.

Han Yu'er didn't even look at Yan Xinghui, and treated him as a transparent person.

Yan Xinghui was furious and couldn't bear it anymore. He roared: "Little boy, did I let you go?"

Chen Feng stopped, then he turned his head and watched Yan Xinghui's eyes flashing murderously.

He felt very tired and crooked, he didn't want to be familiar with Yan Xinghui, but he didn't end there.

Yan Xinghui looked at Chen Feng and said proudly, "Chen Feng, did I let you go? You go, did you pass by my permission?"

"Didn't you just say you want to challenge me?" He paused, with a grin of murderous intent at the corner of his mouth, looked at Han Yu'er, and said:

"Junior Sister Han, you often talk about how your younger brother is so good, today you will look at me, how can you easily defeat your younger brother!"

Han Yuer was stunned for a moment, looked at Chen Feng, and Chen Feng looked at her too.

Then, Chen Feng looked at Yan Xinghui with a very surprised and pitiful look like a lunatic: "You know my name is Chen Feng, you dare to talk to me like this?"

"What about Chen Feng? Isn't it amazing?" Yan Xinghui said disdainfully: "Can you compare to me?"

Chen Feng and Han Yu'er looked at each other, and both burst into laughter.

Now the entire Tianyuan Dynasty has never heard of Chen Feng's name, I'm afraid there are not many!

Han Yu'er smiled almost completely: "Oh, Brother Yan Xinghui, have you ever heard a word? Call Tangbi a car! Oh, by the way, I still can't help it!"

"But, being overweight is not enough to describe how overwhelming you are."

Seeing the two laughing like this, Yan Xinghui was even more furious. He shouted sharply: "I have the true biography of the Canglang Sword Sect. I have a real wood swordsmanship, powerful, and able to communicate with Wanmu!"