Peerless Martial Soul

His face was solemn, as solemn as a pilgrimage.

Similar to the conversations that took place above the restaurant, they did not just take place here, but took place everywhere in Chaoge Tianzi City.

Everyone is talking about this big event that will happen in a few months.

This can be regarded as the most important event this year.

I don't know how many people want to join in the fun, and there are even some powerful forces that have already been on the Xuanyuan family's idea, planning to use this opportunity to weaken and suppress the Xuanyuan family.

Without exception, everyone looked down upon Chen Feng.

No one thought that Chen Feng, such a young man who was only 26 years old, would be an opponent of a half-step martial emperor who had practiced for hundreds of years.

Everyone believed that Chen Feng would die.

At this time, among the Xuanyuan family, Chen Feng, who was at the center of this storm, had a leisurely expression.

He was lazily leaning in the void.

That's right. Chen Feng was leaning against nothingness at this moment.

However, he seemed to be leaning on something substantial, the whole person was lazy, leaning there, wearing a white robe.

The big sleeves are fluttering, and he wears a tall wooden crown on his head, quite ancient.

Opposite him is Xuanyuan Xiaoyue.

There was a small man in the middle of the two, and there was nothing else, and there was a blackened void around them.

There are two tea cups on the small table, and a teapot next to it, hanging diagonally in the air.

As soon as there is no tea in the cup, it will be continued.

The two were actually drinking tea relative to each other.

Xuanyuan Xiaoyue looked at Chen Feng and stared at him, as if wanting to see something on his face.

After a long time, he sighed and said: "Chen Feng, you are really calm, you are not in a hurry? Are you afraid?"

Chen Feng smiled and said, "What I said in the square already represents my attitude."

"So," Xuanyuan Xiaoyue looked at him, and suddenly smiled slightly: "Aren't you worried?"

"What are you worried about? Are you worried, you feel that I have lost the use value, so you no longer support me?"

Chen Feng looked at Xuanyuan Xiaoyue and asked with interest.

Xuanyuan Xiaoyue said softly, "You are too smart, this is what I said."

Chen Feng laughed, "What am I worried about? What am I worried about?"

"It's less than three months since you and that big enemy tear your face apart. Where can you go to find a peerless genius who can reach my level?"

"Where can you find a generation of talents like Chen Feng?"

Chen Feng said this very arrogantly.

But Xuanyuan Xiaoyue's expression did not change at all, because he knew better than anyone that Chen Feng was most qualified to say this.

"and so,"

Chen Feng looked at him and said proudly, "If you don't support me, who else can you support?"

He stood up, looked at Xuanyuan Xiaoyue, and smiled slightly: "Now you have no other way to go besides supporting me."

Xuanyuan Xiaoyue said with a wry smile: "It seems to be the case."

Chen Feng smiled: "Well, I won't be joking with you anymore. If you support me, you must support me, but I will never let you down."

"Don't worry, I have confidence in this battle three months later."

Xuanyuan Xiaoyue looked at Chen Feng, nodded slowly, and said nothing.

And Chen Feng didn't speak either. At this time, his heart was far less relaxed than it seemed.

Chen Feng is full of self-confidence, which is correct, but at the same time, his heart is also full of awe-inspiring, full of great pressure.

He raised his head and looked at the huge bubble above the sky where Nei Zong was, quietly clenching his fist.

A voice in his heart reverberated crazily: "Chen Feng, you have to reach at least half the strength of Emperor Wu within three months before you can defeat Yu Taihong!"

"Otherwise, you will only have a dead end!"

This huge pressure. But did not crush Chen Feng.

On the contrary, this kind of pressure filled Chen Feng's heart with endless motivation to strive upward.

His heart was full of pride: "Chen Feng, you have experienced so many dangers, what are you afraid of now?"

"But in a battle, there is nothing to fear!

In the evening, the setting sun was bloody.

Chen Feng stood on the barren hill next to his courtyard, looking into the distance.

Among the Xuanyuan family in the ninth-level city, the scene around this Chaoge Tianzi City was unobstructed and visible.

In the distance is an incomparably boundless sky, where the setting sun hangs.

Chen Feng squinted his eyes and whispered softly: "Now, it's time."

Before that, Shen Yanbing and others had already left, and Chen Feng personally rushed to the Seven Star Auction to meet Lu Yutang today.

Chen Feng trusted with Lu Yutang over the past few days. If he couldn't return to Chaoge Tianzi City within two months, he would ask Lu Yutang to inform Shen Yanbing and others immediately and let them leave safely.

Because Chen Feng knew very well that if he went to the Southern Wilderness, if everything went smoothly, he would be able to drive back from the Southern Wilderness back to Tianzi City within two months.

No matter how much delay, it is enough.

But if he can't come back within two months, then most of it is that he has already encountered an accident in the Southern Wilderness.

At that time, these forces that have been subdued by themselves, these people who are respectful in front of them, will become like hungry wolves.

As for Shen Yanbing and others, there will be no bone residue left by them!

Fortunately, fortunately, Chen Feng had already expected this scene.

When he left Shen Yanbing, he stuffed her a golden thread kit.

It was filled with all kinds of rare and exotic treasures and elementary techniques, enough to enable these women with extremely high cultivation talents to reach a very high level in a short time.

I dare not say dominate the roost, but self-protection is more than enough.

This is a retreat left by Chen Feng.

As for Lu Yutang, Chen Feng is also very trustworthy.

"Now, it's time to leave." Chen Feng looked at the setting sun in the distance and slowly took out the white jade Arhat statue from his arms.

Then, he took a deep breath, his face showing a touch of determination.

The power of the dragon descending Arhat penetrated into this white jade Arhat.

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound, and countless cracks appeared on the white jade Arhat.

There were a few big cracks, which were even more shocking, almost splitting the white jade Arhat.

However, this white jade Arhat was not broken after all.

There was a buzzing sound from above it, and a white light came out from above, and it kept pushing towards the setting sun.

With a loud bang, a gate suddenly appeared above the sky.

Seeing this, Chen Feng's tightly hanging heart finally relaxed.