Peerless Martial Soul

This sword pierced out, the brilliance of the huge bluestone slab, was also cut apart by the invisible sword energy with incomparable sharpness, forming a huge gully that was tens of feet long and ten meters deep.

He stabbed with this sword, and it seemed that even the world was discolored.

Everyone around them uttered a huge exclamation, and their gazes towards Chen Feng were full of sympathy and pity.

Everyone believed that Chen Feng would be defeated, and no one thought he could still win.

One of them sighed softly: "It's over, no matter how strong Chen Feng is, it is impossible to stop this sword. Everything is over."

Everyone nodded, only Wei Qingyi and Wei Hongxiu, but they were still confident in Chen Feng.

Wei Hongxiu shouted: "Chen Feng, I believe you can do it!"

At this moment, Chen Feng turned his head to the side of the incomparably powerful sword light and said with a smile to Wei Hongxiu: "Wei Hongxiu, you have such confidence in me, how can I disappoint you?"

As he said, he smiled faintly and punched out.

A punch, a punch that looks like an understatement.

But after this punch, everyone suddenly had an illusion, it seemed that the clear water and purple spirit sword, the incomparable radiance, was obscured.

The power that made the heavens and the earth discolored, with a sigh, disappeared!

Between this world, it seems that peace has been restored again.

Everyone felt so uncomfortable to vomit blood by this strange feeling.

Then the next moment, suddenly they heard a huge explosion in their ears.

Chen Feng's fist and the clear water purple spirit sword slammed into each other, making a huge sound, and the power was extremely powerful.

An explosion cloud with a radius of several tens of meters appeared directly, and cracks appeared on the ground that was exploded by this huge sound.

Everyone was so shocked that their eardrums were torn apart, and blood flowed from their ears.

They seemed to be shocked, and it seemed that the world had become silent.

But their eyes could see clearly. With Chen Feng’s punch, the light of the clear water and purple spirit sword dimmed suddenly. Lin Zhengdong couldn’t hold this long sword at all, and was directly shaken out hundreds of meters. He spurted blood and slammed heavily on the ground.

But the blue water and purple spirit sword lost its light, went down, and was then firmly caught by a large slender white hand!

Chen Feng stood on the spot, gently playing with the clear water and purple spirit sword.

The next moment, everyone finally regained their hearing, and then they heard Chen Feng downplay and smiled and said: "No matter how good the weapon is, what use is it? Isn't it enough for me to easily break through with a punch?"

At this time, everyone finally recovered and understood what happened.

Then everyone went crazy, Chen Feng made them almost crazy, they couldn't believe what they saw.

"God! This is the Clear Water Purple Spirit Sword, and Chen Feng flew with a punch! How could it be possible?"

"This sword has the power of Tianhai to go to the Seven Stars, how can Chen Feng smash it with one punch?"

"How is it possible?" There are only these four characters in everyone's mind!

"It turns out that we were all wrong. Chen Feng is not a Tianhai five-star master, nor a Tianhai six-star master. His strength may have already surpassed Tianhai Eight Stars or even Tianhai Nine Stars!"

Everyone does not want to believe this fact, nor dare to believe this fact, but the fact is the fact, and it is in front of them that they cannot believe it.

At this moment, it was not that some people looked at Chen Feng's gaze, showing the color of admiration, but almost everyone looked at Chen Feng's gaze with a sense of reverence.

It was unbelievable, a young man who was less than nineteen years old had already reached the highest peak under the Soul Condensation Realm!

This is simply a miracle!

Someone said in a groaning tone: "Ziyang Sword Field, how many years has there been no such genius?"

Another person said softly: "I only know that his talent may even surpass the ancestor of the creation school. Since the creation of Ziyang Sword Field, there has been no such genius!"

Chen Feng walked slowly towards Lin Zhengdong, he walked to Lin Zhengdong, smiled and said, "Didn't you just say you want to kill me?"

"Come on, I'll be standing here, but you are here to kill!"

Lin Zhengdong was still fierce at this time. He stared at Chen Feng and said coldly: "Chen Feng, you gave it to me. You are proud of it now, and I will definitely kill you in the future."

Chen Feng shook his head and said, "There is no future."

"What?" Lin Zhengdong's face changed suddenly: "You, are you going to kill me?"

Chen Feng said with some wonder: "What? You are only allowed to kill me, can't I kill you?"

"No, Chen Feng, you can't kill me, you can't be a little bit!" Lin Zhengdong showed extreme panic on his face, looked at Chen Feng, and said repeatedly:

"I am, the first seat of Zixia Peak in the future. I am the only disciple of Master Zixia. You, you can't kill me."

Chen Feng laughed, and a fierce look suddenly appeared on his face: "In the future, I will even dare to kill Master Zixia, let alone a mere disciple!"

"Die!"

After speaking, he patted out with a palm, directly on his Tianling cover.

Lin Zhengdong trembled violently, his seven orifices were bleeding, and his body fell heavily to the ground, losing his vitality.

Then, Chen Feng suddenly turned around and looked at Lin Ming.

At this time, Lin Ming turned to hide among the crowd, and walked out sneakily, obviously wanting to escape.

Chen Feng said softly, "Lin Ming."

He didn't use much force with these two words, but everyone present could hear it clearly, and it seemed to contain great power.

Hearing these two words, Lin Ming's body suddenly stopped, as if stiff in the air.

He turned around hard to look at Chen Feng, forced a smile on his face, and said, "Brother Chen Feng."

Chen Feng looked at him and said faintly: "You like being slapped so much? The first time you get slapped in the face is not enough, right? Do you still want me to hit you a second time?"

"How about this time, does your face hurt?"

With that, Chen Feng walked slowly towards Lin Ming.

Lin Ming was shocked, thinking that Chen Feng was going to kill him. With a bang, he knelt to the ground, knocked his head repeatedly, and said, "It hurts, it hurts me to hit him."

Chen Feng walked up to him, frowned slightly, and said softly, "Do you know Lin Ming? You **** it!"

Lin Ming was trembling with fright, and suddenly his crotch was wet. It turned out to be scared to pee.

Everyone smelled a fishy smell, and there was a burst of laughter among the crowd.

Lin Mingyan lost his face, but he couldn't care about it now.

He just hoped that Chen Feng would not kill himself. He knocked his head like garlic, Chen Feng looked at him and said lightly:

"Lin Ming, for the sake of being a disciple of Broken Blade Peak, I will spare you one last time."

"Next time, if you fall into my hands, I will kill you!"

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