Peerless Martial Soul

"I'm the pinnacle master of Jiuxing Wuhuang!"

"My nine-star martial emperor pinnacle, it couldn't be easier to kill you!"

"Oh, is it so?"

A smile appeared at the corner of Chen Feng's mouth: "Well said, then, why not try?"

At this time, Chen Feng felt fortunate.

"Try it? Do you still want to try with me?" Lian Xingjian stared at Chen Feng and laughed wildly: "Boy, I don't know where your courage and confidence come from, you dare to challenge me. ?"

"I only know one thing!"

He stared at Chen Feng and let out a crazy yell: "I could beat you to horrible before, but now I can still beat you to horrible!"

"This time, I won't let you escape into that secret realm again!"

"This time, I will directly destroy your life, and I will leave you dead without a place to be buried!"

With that, he let out a crazy roar, his figure jumped up, and fisted at Chen Feng fiercely.

With a punch, Long Ying suddenly appeared!

Above the sky, a red dragon cyclone with a length of several kilometers, and a blue giant snake cyclone with the same length of several kilometers, appeared at the same time and mixed together.

The dragon's head and the snake's head were next to each other, and they both opened their mouths and roared fiercely, exposing their mouthful fangs, and rushed towards Chen Feng fiercely!

Very powerful!

With one move, numerous spatial cracks appeared in the sky.

Even the sky on that side has a tendency to fall.

With this punch, he actually shook the world!

Everyone exclaimed: "Thousand-step Dragon Snake Fist, this is the secret martial skill of the real dragon Arhat, Thousand-step Dragon Snake Fist?"

"Yes, this Thousand Step Dragon Snake Fist has never been passed on only between the head and the future head. It is extremely powerful!"

"There are only three moves in total, but the power of these three moves is more powerful than all other martial arts in the real dragon Arhat Gate."

"Any punch that hits has a crushing effect on other martial arts!"

"Yes, and I heard that this Thousand Step Dragon Snake Fist is not only powerful."

An old man whispered: "I heard that this thousand-step dragon-snake fist was a trick specially set by the founder of the ancestor to prevent someone from backing out of the sect."

"This Thousand Step Dragon Snake Fist is the result of two different forces intertwined. The red true dragon cyclone is a relatively common force in the true dragon Arhats."

"And that cyan giant snake cyclone is just the opposite force, this cyan giant snake cyclone can restrain the red true dragon cyclone."

"In other words, it can restrain all other martial arts of the real dragon Arhat Sect."

"That's it!"

Everyone suddenly realized:

"It turns out that this move is not only powerful, but also has a deterrent effect on other martial arts of the real dragon Arhat Sect."

Lian Xingjian glared at Chen Feng and said with a grin: "Boy, I can see that your martial arts, your strength, and my true dragon Arhat Sect are also very similar to my strength."

"Presumably, you don't know where you stole the martial arts of my real dragon Arhat, did you?"

"But, so what?"

"My current trick can completely kill you!"

Chen Feng was taken aback first: "I secretly learned the martial arts of your real dragon Arhat?"

Then the next moment, there was a burst of laughter, the laughter turned forward and backward, and tears were about to come out.

He looked at Lian Xingjian and said, "You are really arrogant!"

"You real dragon Arhat, what is it? It is worthy of me to learn your martial arts?"

"The martial arts of your true dragon Arhats are actually inherited from your own line!"

"Hahahaha, you guys are so ridiculous, you have only gained a little bit of superficial martial arts, but you are so arrogant."

Chen Feng's voice became louder and louder, and his aura became higher and higher.

After hearing this sentence, everyone was in an uproar: "The martial arts of the real dragon Arhat Sect comes from Chen Feng's inheritance?"

Lian Xingjian looked very ugly for an instant, his face was as hot as being slapped.

He intentionally refused to admit what Chen Feng said.

But he knew that what Chen Feng said must be true.

Because Chen Feng's power level is obviously higher than that of the real dragon Arhat.

And seeing his look, where did everyone in the square still don't understand what happened?

So they all laughed:

"Haha, Lian Xingjian was hit in the face this time!"

"Yeah, it hurts to be beaten! Desperate."

Lian Xingjian's face became more savage, and he vowed to kill Chen Feng.

It was at this moment that Chen Feng took a deep breath and roared like Hong Zhong Dalu in everyone's eyes:

"Lian Xingjian, today one of you and I will die, but it is definitely not me!"

Chen Feng seemed to be making a promise to himself.

When he said this, his self-confidence reached its extreme in an instant!

Then, Chen Feng shouted angrily, raised his arms, and the natal knife box suddenly emerged, floating above his head.

The next moment, the natal knife case opened suddenly, and a behemoth gushed out of it directly, lying on Chen Feng's head.

Then, amid Chen Feng's roar, the behemoth slowly stood upright, and it was Wentian Sword Sword.

Asking Heaven Slashing Sword, appears again!

"Oh, there is that trick!" Lian Xingjian looked at Chen Feng and said with disdain: "Your trick did not do much to me before, but it still does not do much to me now."

Chen Feng smiled and said, "With your words, I will hit you hard in the face later."

"In a moment, I will let you know if my trick is useful for you!"

The next moment, Chen Feng roared.

Behind him, another huge dragon chant suddenly sounded, shocking the entire Sanjunzi Mountain.

Then, in Chen Feng's dantian, the power of the dragon descending Arhat ran wildly.

The seven great suns revolve together, shining brightly, like seven suns.

The huge power of the Dragon descending Arhat reverberated in his dantian, and then, a golden rain of light rained down, and the Dragon descending Arhat tried his best to gush out of his body and circulate in his body.

In the end, it gushed out bitterly and poured directly into the Wentian Slashing Sword above Chen Feng.

In the next moment, Wentian Zhan's Divine Sword was glorious.

At the top of the Wentian Zhan Divine Sword, an incomparably bright golden brilliance came out with countless golden thunders on it.

In an instant, it is generated!

Each golden thunder is about tens of meters long, with the thickness of a big tree.

And those golden thunders were scattered before, scattered everywhere.

Although there are many, the power of each one is not great.

At this moment, these golden thunders actually gathered towards the surface of Wentian Zhan Divine Sword.

These waves of thunder, gathered together.

In the end, all the golden thunders were gathered together, forming a huge golden dragon with a length of tens of thousands of meters and a golden color all over it.