Peerless Martial Soul

The air in front of him turned red, like a fire burning cloud. Then the burning cloud flew towards Chen Feng quickly.

Someone from below exclaimed: "The palm of the strong sun, the unique knowledge of Ziyang sword field, the seventh grade of yellow! The wind formed by the palm of the strong sun can reach thousands of degrees in temperature. Once it is hit by this extremely hot wind, it will immediately It will be burned to fly ash, and the flesh will be burnt to the bone!"

"It's over, this time Chen Feng will definitely be burned without any bones, only a piece of ashes."

Someone sneered and said, "Who told it to seek its own way, and angered the swallow to return?"

With a sneer at the corner of Yanzigui's mouth, he looked at Chen Feng and said lightly: "My palm is the third building in the Divine Sect Realm. Can you resist it?"

When Chen Feng saw this palm, even his heart was shocked.

He could see that Yan Zigui still hadn't tried his best, obviously he didn't put himself in his eyes at all.

According to the information obtained from Yan Qinglan, Chen Feng knew that if Yan Zigui went all out, he should be able to reach the peak strength of the third building.

Although Chen Feng only had the early stage of the second building, he was powerful and could leapfrog to challenge the early or even mid-term strong people of the third building. He was not his opponent!

But the peak of the third building is another matter.

A cold light flashed in Chen Feng's eyes: "Since you have always looked down on me and have been reluctant to use your full strength, that's right, given me this opportunity, I will catch you by surprise when you are not doing your best."

With a cold drink, the Ziyue Sword suddenly unsheathed, and with a long roar, there was a faint thunder in the sky. Chen Feng leaped high, slicing nine consecutive knives, the first move of Thunder Tyrant's sword, Kuang Lei Slash was launched!

Kuang Lei Zhan was cut out with nine consecutive swords, extremely tyrannical. Although Chen Feng only had the strength of the second building in the Divine Sect Realm, the power of this sword was by no means inferior to the palm of the Swallow's Return!

Nine knives smashed out, directly smashing the Swallow's Palm of the Sun, and the two sides stepped back a few steps, and they were evenly divided.

Yan Zigui looked at Chen Feng with a trace of solemnity for the first time.

The rest of the Yan family couldn't believe it even more: "How is it possible? Chen Feng is so tyrannical that he has resolved the offensive of Yanzigui? And it seems that the two are on par?"

Yan Beixing stood up directly from his chair, dumbfounded, and cried out: "How is it possible? How could this waste be Zigui's opponent?"

And Yan Dongxing showed a meaningful smile at the corner of his mouth.

The sound of exclamation around made Yan Zigui a little embarrassed and unable to get off the stage. He looked at Chen Feng and said in a cold voice: "I admit, I did underestimate it before. I didn't expect you to have some strength, but then again. How? No matter what? You are definitely not my opponent!"

The expression on his face became cruel: "The stronger you are, the greater the pleasure when I kill you."

Chen Feng snorted coldly: "You are too much nonsense!"

With a loud shout, the figure leaped forward like electricity, and cut out with nine volleys.

A scornful smile appeared at the corner of Yanzigui's mouth, and he coldly snorted: "Your sword, but so, it was used just now, and it still has some effect. Now that the same trick is repeated, do you think it can be useful?"

As he said, he suddenly took a deep breath, and the whole person's temperament suddenly became taller, his aura rose steadily, and in an instant he ascended to the peak of the third building in the Divine Gate Realm.

At this moment, Chen Feng felt tremendous pressure, as if he was not facing a person, but a mountain!

The peak of the third building, really tyrannical!

A golden flash suddenly flashed across Yanzigui's face, and there seemed to be golden ripples flashing all over his body. Then, all this gold was condensed on his right hand.

The index finger and thumb of his right hand turned into a piece of pure gold in an instant, and then the two hands came together and popped out one after another, and in a flash, a full seven finger winds popped out!

Every finger wind is extremely fierce, and in this wind, there are vaguely countless golden powder undulating, like stars in the sky, with magnificence in the tyrannical.

Yan Beixing laughed triumphantly: "Haha, this is Ziyang Sword Field's unique skill. Point the star. I have seen Zigui use it. He used this star to penetrate a full half-foot thick steel plate."

Qidao Zhifeng and Chen Feng's nine swords slammed into each other.

This star point is worthy of Ziyang sword field's unique knowledge, and it is extremely powerful. The first three finger winds smashed Chen Feng's nine swords to pieces, offsetting Chen Feng’s attack, and the remaining four finger winds were directed at Chen Feng. He shot it hard.

A cruel smile appeared on Yanzigui's face, as if he had seen Chen Feng shot through by the wind.

He knows how tyrannical a star is.

In his expectation, Chen Feng would absolutely not be able to respond, and he would definitely want to avoid it, but with a slight movement of his right hand, he had prepared a killer move. As long as Chen Feng avoided it, he would immediately launch the killer move.

At that time, Chen Feng is inevitable, and can only be hard-wired, and the hard-wired end will be death!

However, Chen Feng didn't evade the things he hadn't thought of, but instead rushed towards him directly!

Chen Feng's face was full of unrelenting determination and courage.

At that moment, he had already made a judgment. If he wanted to evade, he could only fall into the calculations of Yanzigui. From then on, he became passive, and eventually he would fall into the wind!

So he just rushed over without evading it!

Of course, Chen Feng wasn't going to die, he was absolutely sure.