Peerless Martial Soul

They looked at Chen Feng's gaze, and immediately took a little coldness.

Some people even looked at Chen Feng as if they were already watching the dead.

Chen Feng looked at him coldly, and said in his heart: "A group of people who see the wind and make the rudder."

He disliked such people so much, so he stopped talking, just leaned there and drank tea lightly.

In the hall, suddenly became quiet.

Xie Mingtang looked at Chen Feng and said with a haha: "Chen Feng, wait, you will die soon."

"Tell you, no one can save you! That is the powerful existence of Ziyang Sword Field, the disciple of Ziyang Sword Field, extremely tyrannical, you absolutely cannot be an opponent."

In their opinion, the disciples of Ziyang Sword Field, one by one, are like gods.

Chen Feng glanced at him in disgust. He said coldly: "There is so much nonsense!"

With a wave of his hand, an extremely powerful force surged out. It hit Xie Mingtang directly, blasted Xie Mingtang more than ten meters away, and fell heavily into the courtyard, vomiting blood.

He looked at Chen Fengfeng with a bitter expression on his face, got up quietly, walked to the side and sat down quietly, never daring to say a word again.

The atmosphere in the hall was very depressing. Xie Zhuxin looked at Chen Feng with some worry, not knowing what to say.

After a while, suddenly, a 60-year-old old man slowly spoke:

"This, Chen Feng, you are very strong, we all know."

"But, after all, that person is a master at Ziyang Sword Field, what about you, or you should go out and avoid it! Don't take it hard with him."

When Chen Feng heard this, a slight sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "They all called themselves Master Chen just now, but now they are calling his name directly!"

He leaned here lazily, and said lightly: "I'm not going anywhere, I'm not going anywhere."

With that, he picked up a cup of tea and drank it leisurely.

Suddenly, there was a whisper in the room.

"This Chen Feng is really arrogant. Does he really think he is the opponent of the Ziyang sword field master?"

"Oh, young man, arrogant and arrogant, he doesn't know how to live or die."

"He is holding it hard now, trying to show his face, and when people are going to die, he will lose face at all."

They were all quite dissatisfied with Chen Feng, thinking that he was pretending, that he did not know the height of the sky.

The old man opened his mouth, and then persuaded him a few more words, Chen Feng said: "I just sit here and don't leave anywhere."

There were several elders who followed their persuasion, and Chen Feng would not be able to hear it.

Suddenly at this moment, a younger, burly man, slapped the table, stood up fiercely, pointed at Chen Feng and cursed:

"Chen Feng, you really don't know how high the sky is, tell you, leave my Xie's house quickly!"

"Get out of here, you can die, but don't involve our Xie family!"

Chen Feng looked at him and sneered: "It seems that this is your real plan, aren't you just afraid that I might implicate the Xie family?"

The burly elder said coldly: "Yes, that's what it means!"

Xie Zhuxin was furious and said coldly, "Xie Hong, what kind of nonsense are you talking about? How dare you drive Chen Feng away?"

"I remember just now, among the people who flattered Chen Feng and fawned on Chen Feng, you were the one with the lowest posture. You just kneeled on the ground and called Grandpa!"

What he said was awful. Xie Hong heard this, his face flushed, and he said coldly, "Xie Zhuxin, you little bitch, are you looking for death!"

Before Xie Zhuxin spoke, Chen Feng already said coldly: "Xie Hong, I think you are looking for death."

"You say it again, believe it or not, I killed you directly?"

Jean's voice was as cold as ice, and everyone couldn't help but trembled.

Xie Hong just wanted to talk back, but when he came into contact with Chen Feng's icy gaze, he only felt that his whole body seemed to be drowned in cold water, and he dared not say a word!

At this moment, a long roar suddenly came from a distance, quickly approaching here.

Then, two figures came into the yard. The one on the left, dressed in white, was Wang Jie.

And the figure on his right was tall and tall, and his aura was much bigger than Wang Jie.

Xie Hong looked at Chen Feng with a bitter expression on his face: "You can't go anymore if you want to go now. The master of Ziyang Sword Field has already arrived. Just wait to die!"

The man next to Wang Jie, dressed in a blue robe, was tall and mighty.

The aura on his body was extremely strong, and he was pressing against everyone in the hall.

After he came to the yard, his speed became very slow, and he walked forward step by step.

And every time he takes a step forward, his momentum pushes forward a little, and his momentum gets higher and higher.

The pressure on everyone in the hall is getting heavier.

At the beginning, it was not strong, but afterwards, the air felt a little solidified and the atmosphere was a little suffocated.

Later, it was almost the same as breathing.

When he walked to the entrance of the main hall, these Xie elders and others above the main hall were already flushed with fullness!

A few people were already unsteady in their seats and sat on the ground.

They are suppressed by aura!

All the elders of the Xie family exclaimed.

"It's over, this time Chen Feng can't escape if he wants to run!"

"Yes, Wang Jie's elder brother is so powerful that he can suppress us like this by his momentum alone. His strength is definitely far above Chen Feng, and he can easily kill Chen Feng!"