Peerless Martial Soul

Asking the mighty power of the Heaven Slashing Sword, one as for Si!

At this time, even many onlookers have not recovered.

Then they saw that Ji Chengwen's body fell from the sky and hit the ground fiercely, motionless, like a torn sack!

At this time, the onlookers came back to their senses, and they all uttered huge exclamations.

"Chen Feng actually killed Ji Chengwen!"

"It's really hard to believe that Ji Chengwen was so easily beheaded by Chen Feng. Ji Chengwen is the mid-stage powerhouse of the Nine Star Martial Emperor!"

"Yes, this Chen Feng's strength is also terrible!"

Everyone looked at Chen Feng with awe-inspiring gazes, and the Qing-robed youth and his companions laughed excitedly:

"Chen Feng, we know you are the best!"

Someone whispered: "It turns out that we still underestimated Chen Feng's strength."

"Yes, Chen Feng's strength is too strong. Everyone thinks that he is not Ji Chengwen's opponent, but he did not expect him to easily kill Ji Chengwen!"

The middle-aged man in the black robe who mocked Chen Feng before was shocked first, and then trembling with fright.

He fought with each other, his face pale.

Xin Peiyu didn't come back to his senses until this time, and then reacted.

Just now, she was still immersed in the joyful fantasy of killing Chen Feng by her own family.

And the next moment, this will have to face the cruel facts.

She looked at the **** corpse that fell in front of him, and she was stupid. After a long time, she trembling with her hands, opened her eyes, and muttered:

"Impossible, impossible."

"How can I die?"

"He is so powerful, how could he die in the hands of this little boy? It's impossible!"

Her lips trembled, her face pale, and she almost broke down.

Chen Feng slowly fell, first looked at the youth in the green robe, smiled and said, "I just said that I won't let you two down."

At this moment, everyone in the crowd looked at Chen Feng with a touch of awe in their eyes.

The strength of this young man is really terrifying, terrifying beyond their imagination.

When the two young men in Qingpao saw Chen Feng talking to them, and they said such a sentence, they were all excited and didn't know what to say. They trembled, and their faces flushed red.

Chen Feng smiled slightly, then looked forward to Xin Peiyu.

As for the people who looked down on him in the crowd just now, and those who mocked him, Chen Feng even ignored him.

He doesn't even bother to have a general knowledge of these people!

They didn't even have the qualification to give Chen Feng a look.

Chen Feng looked at Xin Peiyu, smiled and said, "Xin Peiyu, were you confident when you and Ji Chengwen attacked me just now?"

"When Ji Chengwen was fighting with me just now, did you clamor for him to kill me?"

"Just now, did you two discuss my woman like no one? Discuss my natal knife case?"

When Chen Feng said it at the beginning, he was still laughing, but after speaking, his eyes were already cold, full of cold murderous intent.

He suddenly screamed: "Now tell me, who can kill anyone with one move?"

"After all, who is not worthy of being compared with whom?"

"In the end, whose strength is stronger?"

When speaking of the last two words, Chen Feng's voice sounded like a thunder, rumbling down and ringing in Xin Peiyu's ear.

Xin Peiyu woke up suddenly, and almost jumped up.

He really stared at Chen Feng, with a look of horror in his eyes.

Emotions such as shock, fear, despair, shame, etc. filled his eyes.

The words Chen Feng asked just now were the words they used to humiliate Chen Feng.

And now, it was returned by Chen Feng's original path.

She has nothing to say, because Chen Feng is so powerful, she is speechless.

And what she needs to worry more about now is her own life.

Chen Feng slowly approached her, with a sneer at the corner of her mouth: "Speak, why don't you speak?"

"Just now, didn't you talk a lot?"

"Just now, weren't you crazy? Why don't you talk now?"

Chen Feng approached, getting closer.

The pressure became stronger and stronger, and the fear in Xin Peiyu's eyes became deeper and deeper.

Suddenly he fell to his knees with a thump, kowtows to Chen Feng, and shouted with a trembling voice: "You are strong, I am not worthy of being compared with you, you have killed him, please forgive me! Please forgive me! !"

She lowered her head, but at the moment she lowered her head, there was a flash of extreme resentment in her eyes.

"Boy, my head can't die in vain, I will tell Master, I will let Master kill you!"

"Wait for me!"

No one else saw that bit of resentment, but Chen Feng could see clearly.

Chen Feng smiled and said, "Please forgive you, right?"

"But sorry, I don't accept your request!"

The next moment, Chen Feng's figure flashed, came to him, and slapped him with a palm.

Feeling that immense power coming to the body, Xin Peiyu let out a desperate roar.

She glared at Chen Feng and uttered a harsh cry, her hair fluttering like a female ghost.

"Chen Feng, if you kill me, my master will not let you go! He will definitely kill you!"

Chen Feng roared domineeringly: "Then kill him together!"

When the voice fell, so did the palm.

With a loud noise, Xin Peiyu's body flew out directly, hitting the ground heavily, blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and his body twitched twice before he stopped moving.

This high disciple of the True Dragon Arhat Sect was also directly beheaded by Chen Feng!

Chen Feng sighed lightly, and then leaned back to the sky and screamed, feeling refreshed!

His gaze swept toward the crowd around the audience. After those people came into contact with his gaze, they all hurriedly bowed their heads and gently bent over to express their awe.

A smile was drawn at the corner of Chen Feng's mouth, and he turned and left.

At this moment, the true spirit of Zihuo suddenly floated to Chen Feng and said in a low voice: "Master, I seem to feel a familiar breath on the two corpses."

"Oh? Any unexpected discovery?" Chen Feng's heart moved, but he didn't say anything, just winked.

Zihuo Zhenling understood, and quickly came to the corpse.

Then Chen Fengshi stretched out his hand, and in the palm of his hand, golden light was shining, and everyone in the photo was dazzled, and he could not see what was going on.

Taking this opportunity, Zihuo True Spirit's filaments trembled, and he didn't know what he was doing.

However, when the golden light dissipated, he had already returned to Chen Feng.

Chen Feng felt bursts of laughter from his thoughts.

Chen Feng knew that it was done.