Peerless Martial Soul

He nodded and resisted the worry in his heart, just looking at Chen Feng, his eyes were full of affection.

Mo Wenyao and Ren Hongbo looked at each other.

Mo Wenyao slapped his slap, shook his head, and said unexpectedly: "Okay, now I don't need to read anything, and I will definitely lose."

But Lin Yi and Xueqing's faces are full of worry.

At this time, Chen Feng also saw Ziyue, and suddenly there was no one else in his eyes!

Chen Feng was full of ecstasy, and that joy could almost bury him.

Chen Feng didn't expect to meet Ziyue again here.

He shouted: "Zi Yue, are you here too?"

Ziyue said loudly: "Brother Chen Feng, I heard that you will compete with Yu Taihong this time, so I am here. You must win!"

She waved her fists and shouted loudly.

And after Ziyue, a voice suddenly rang from the stands: "Brother Chen Feng, the two of us also support you."

Chen Feng was stunned for a moment and looked there. Then he saw a man and a woman, and the two young men were smiling at themselves.

The two were very familiar, and Chen Feng suddenly remembered who they were.

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he folded his hands and said, "It turns out that it is Brother and wife Lin!"

He didn't expect that Lin Yi and Xueqing also came, and he felt a little grateful.

With a flash of Chen Feng's figure, he slowly landed on the ring.

And he didn't even look at Yu Taihong and others across the ring, just turned and looked at Ziyue.

A soft smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Relax, Ziyue, I will give you this victory today!"

"Boy, death is imminent, and you are still babbling here? You are really interested!"

At this time, an old voice sounded behind Chen Feng.

The voice was full of coldness, and there was a hint of anger.

Chen Feng turned around and saw that the speaker was an old man.

And beside him, there were a few people standing.

Chen Feng knew clearly: "These people must be Yu Taihong and his apprentices."

Yu Taihong looked at Chen Feng carefully, then suddenly laughed, shook his head and said: "Chen Feng, you little bunny, you really don't know the heights of the world!"

"Are you coming to a decisive battle with me? You were injured before the decisive battle? Are you crazy?"

"You are inherently low-powered, it is impossible to be my opponent. Are you still injured? In the case of injury, I can easily crush you to death with one finger!"

He looked at Chen Feng, his eyes were full of pride and looking down.

As soon as Chen Feng came, his heart was settled.

It turned out that the realm that Chen Feng showed at this time could not even reach the realm of Emperor Wu.

"A trash that has not reached the Lianwu Emperor Realm, is it my opponent? I can easily pinch him to death."

"There is no doubt about this battle."

His eyes became lazy, leaning on that chair, and looking at Chen Feng playfully.

His eyes were indifferent, and he didn't even pay attention to Chen Feng at all.

In his opinion, he has won, and Chen Feng is already dead.

At this moment, suddenly He Qingcang let out a weird smile next to him, and said, "Master, you really underestimated this Chen Feng."

"Oh? What do you mean?" Yu Taihong's eyes suddenly turned gloomy, and he squinted at him.

Even if he was his apprentice and dared to say such things to himself in the public, Yu Taihong dared to kill him directly.

He Qingcang felt the master's murderous intent, and smiled calmly: "Master, what the apprentice means is, how do you know that Chen Feng did not cause this injury?"

Yu Taihong was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly, laughing.

He pointed to He Qingcang and said, "Your kid makes sense."

Fu Ziming next to him, unwilling to show weakness, said loudly, "The brother said that is reasonable, I think this injury was caused by Chen Feng himself!"

"Yes, that's the truth."

Fu Zihe laughed and said: "Chen Feng knows that he is definitely not Master's opponent. Anyway, even if he maintains his peak state, he will be crushed to death by his finger."

"Therefore, I simply wound myself seriously, so that even if he loses to the master, he has a reason."

"It seems like I lost to Master because of injuries!"

He Qingcang said with disdain, "Chen Feng is really shameless."

He Qingcang, Fu Ziming, and Fu Zihe ridiculed Chen Feng.

They thought they had found the truth, ridiculed Chen Feng, and even verbally abused them. There they laughed wildly and pointed at Chen Feng without paying attention to him.

Chen Feng's eyes gradually narrowed, and there was a cold flash in his eyes.

Among the crowd, a man suddenly slapped his thigh and said loudly, "It's over, this time it's over!"

"What's wrong?" the person next to him asked.

He was full of annoyance and said: "I was thinking about gambling and buying Chen Feng to win, but now it seems that there is no chance at all."

"Chen Feng was seriously injured. He was unlikely to be Yu Taihong's opponent. Now after being injured, he is even less likely to be Yu Taihong's opponent!"

"Haha, deserve it, who told you to buy him to win!" Everyone mocked.

Many people who bought Chen Feng to win, all regret it.

Those who bought Chen Feng and lost were even more proud and more determined: "Chen Feng is absolutely impossible to be Yu Taihong's opponent, this time he will definitely lose."

"I hurt myself on purpose?"

After hearing what they said, Chen Feng couldn't help but shook his head, only feeling funny in his heart.

At this time, suddenly, on the stand next to the high platform, a voice sounded:

"Chen Feng is really shameless, and this kind of person is also worthy of entering the nine major sects? The Xuanyuan family is really blinded, so that such a person has entered the inner sect!"

When Chen Feng heard it, his eyes were cold, and he turned to look there.

I saw that the speaker was a young man wearing a bronze armor on a high platform.

This young man is quite tall and handsome in appearance.

However, his eyes were full of jealousy and vicious light.

Seeing Chen Feng looking at him, this bronzed armored youth was even more proud. Looking at Chen Feng, he pointed at him and cursed, "Chen Feng, what to look at? Still not convinced, are you?"

"Am I wrong? For shameless people like you, you should find a place to commit suicide yourself, so as not to stain our eyes."

Chen Feng looked at him and asked slowly, "Who are you?"

"Who am I? Tell you, your grandfather's name is Yu Xiangming, he's a member of the Bahuang Tianmen!"

It turned out that this bronze armored youth, named Yu Xiangming, was an outstanding disciple among the younger generation of Bahuang Tianmen.

"It's Bahuang Tianmen again?" Chen Feng narrowed his eyes.

Bahuang Tianmen has always had a festival with Chen Feng, but he didn't expect that this time they sent people like that.