Peerless Martial Soul

Lu Ziang's face was even more ugly. With a crazy roar, his figure turned into a tornado, and a man with a sword was actually condensed in the air into a sword, sword aura, and a giant dragon.

Swept away fiercely towards Chen Feng, with an incomparable power.

The crowd around the audience suddenly exclaimed.

And those people in the East Sea Sword Furnace laughed, and they were extremely excited.

"Senior Brother Lu's trick, the Dragon Sword of the East Sea, is really tyrannical!"

"Yes, this East Sea God Dragon Sword is a heavenly seventh-rank martial skill. Senior Brother Lu has practiced it to the extreme. This sword is enough to kill a five-star martial emperor level expert!"

"Chen Feng is definitely not his opponent, he will easily kill him!"

"Yes!"

Everyone shouted.

Others were influenced by what they said. Many people looked forward to watching the scene where Chen Feng was killed.

At this time, Chen Feng stood still, unblocked or moved.

In a blink of an eye, Lu Ziang was already within a hundred meters in front of him.

Lu Ziang's eyes showed a touch of ecstasy. At this distance, the power of the East Sea God's Dragon Sword could be used to the extreme.

There was a smirk on his face, and he roared sharply: "Chen Feng, die!"

At the same time, he was very ecstatic: "After this battle, I can definitely become famous. I can step on him as a springboard and use him as a stepping stone to reach a pinnacle of prestige!"

"From then on, the entire Tianyuan dynasty was famous, and at that time, I will take over as the head of the East Sea Sword Furnace.

He was getting closer and closer to Chen Feng, and he could even see Chen Feng's face clearly.

The grinning smile on his face is getting deeper and deeper.

At this moment, Chen Feng suddenly smiled and looked at Lu Ziang, then Chen Feng stretched out his hand.

He stretched out his right hand, no, to be exact, he just stretched out one finger of his right hand.

Then, lightly.

The next moment, there was a loud bang.

Everyone saw that the sky was full of white light flashing, and sword energy overflowed.

Then, in the next moment, they saw that with Chen Feng's finger pointing out, Lu Ziang's East Sea God's Dragon Sword was directly shattered and disappeared without a trace!

On the other hand, Lu Ziang himself made a screaming scream, fell hundreds of meters heavily, hit the ground, vomiting blood crazily.

His face is like golden paper, he is already seriously injured and dying.

Lu Ziang let out an extremely unwilling roar: "How is it possible? This is the trick of my life's cultivation, this is my strongest martial skill."

"You broke it with one finger? How could it be?"

He yelled frantically, unable to believe it.

Chen Feng smiled and looked at him: "I said long ago, you are not worthy of my knife!"

At this time, the people around him reacted, and suddenly let out a burst of exclamation.

"Chen Feng is so strong?"

"Yes, it was his strongest trick that broke the road with one finger?"

"This Chen Feng is too strong, it is incredible!"

"Haha, what is Lu Ziang's comparison with him? It's just a waste of self-reliance!

And those disciples of Donghai Sword Furnace. Those who had been constantly waving the flag and shouting for Lu Ziang at this time all seemed to have their tongues cut off, and they all closed their mouths and couldn't say a word.

Chen Feng walked towards Lu Ziang and said softly: "Just now, you wanted my life, right?"

"It's a pity, you are not my opponent, and now..."

Chen Feng was still smiling, with an extremely cold smile: "Now, it's time for me to kill you!"

Chen Feng walked to Lu Ziang and slowly raised his hand.

At this time, Lu Ziang almost broke down.

He murmured: "How is it possible? How is it possible? How could you break my trick so easily?"

"This is my lifelong practice trick, how can it be possible?"

"How could you have such a powerful strength at such a young age? I don't believe it! I don't believe it!"

It wasn't until Chen Feng's offensive had reached the top of his head that he suddenly woke up.

Looking at Chen Feng, his face was extremely pleading, he knelt on the ground, banged his head and begged for mercy: "Please, don't kill me, please!"

"Chen Feng, oh, no, Master Chen, no, Uncle Chen, spare my life! Please!"

A smile of disdain appeared at the corner of Chen Feng's mouth: "It's really a trash, where did the arrogance just now go?"

As he spoke, he took a palm.

Lu Ziang yelled in despair, resisting frantically.

However, it has no effect at all.

Chen Feng's move destroyed all of his hell, and then, a palm was printed on his chest.

Lu Ziang let out a scream, his body tilted, and he fell to the ground hard, no more breath.

The genius of the East Sea Sword Furnace, Lu Ziang, was easily killed by Chen Feng!

Chen Feng raised his head and glanced at the crowd, with a smile on his face.

However, everyone who caught Chen Feng's eyes bowed their heads.

Chen Feng looked at them and said softly, "What? Now, is there anyone who wants to challenge me?"

Everyone was silent, and no one dared to answer.

The scene fell into an embarrassing silence.

At this moment, the people sitting on the high platform couldn't sit still anymore. They looked at each other. Some people showed a panic on their faces, while others were full of disapproval.

This kind of disapproval is mostly some very old elders.

They all practiced in closed sects before, and they hadn't even heard of Chen Feng's name, let alone Chen Feng's strength, and they had no idea about Chen Feng's killing of Madame Baihua and others.

Therefore, Chen Feng did not pay attention to it.

One of the old men stood up, looked at Chen Feng, and said coldly: "Boy, I admit that you have a little strength, but unfortunately, your arrogance does not match your strength."

"You think you are very, don't you? In fact, you are still far away!"

"You are killing yourself by doing this! I will teach you some rules now!"

What he said was extremely arrogant, and it was filled with a general tone of command.

Obviously, he thinks he is far superior to Chen Feng.

From a far distance, Lei Monkey looked at him, shook his head and sighed, why do you seek your own death!

This person, Lei Monkey knows, is one of the Supreme Elders in his sect, and in terms of seniority, he is still Lei Monkey's uncle, but at this time, Lei Monkey will naturally not and dare to remind him.

Chen Feng looked at the old man, smiled and said, "Oh? Are you going to challenge me?"

The old man proudly corrected: "It is not a challenge, but a lesson to you."

"There is a good show here. This super elder is powerful and far superior to Lu Ziang. Chen Feng can kill Lu Ziang, but he may not be his opponent!"