Peerless Martial Soul

"Well, I listen to you." Han Yuer nodded very softly.

Lying in Chen Feng's arms at this time, she felt particularly stable, as if the sky was falling, it was none of her business.

Feeling relaxed, coupled with excessive blood loss, she immediately fell asleep, Chen Feng hugged her horizontally, and walked off the stage.

Zheng Wu sternly shouted, "Trash, where are you going? You are timid and afraid to fight, right?"

Chen Feng said lightly: "I will send the senior sister down, rest assured, since I have promised you, I will never break my promise."

His voice was calm, without a trace, but in the eyes of Zheng Wu and the other disciples, this was an expression of timidity.

He seemed to be afraid, because at this time, normal people's emotions should be very angry.

"Look at that rubbish," the people below said one after another: "Obviously, they are already scared, so I have to hold on and pretend to be calm."

Chen Feng turned a deaf ear to Han Yu'er and stepped down from the stage of life and death, let Bai Mo look at her, and whispered, "Take good care of senior sister."

Bai Mo nodded heavily: "Big brother, don't worry!"

Chen Feng walked to the stage of life and death, closed his eyes slightly, held his hand on the handle of the knife, then suddenly raised his head and opened his eyes. At this moment, Zheng Wu, who was standing opposite him, had an illusion. It seemed that Chen Feng was like an unsheathed sharp blade, which had been buried with brilliance before, but now it is finally about to shine!

At this moment, Zheng Wu was stunned, and even forgot to breathe.

Chen Feng stared at him and said lightly: "You abolished my senior sister's cultivation base, I want you to pay for it with your life!"

Zheng Wu disdainfully smiled at the onlookers below: "Have you heard? What did this **** say? This **** actually claimed my life! Hahahaha, it's really ridiculous! A **** dare to say such big things? "

The onlookers below all agreed, and someone shouted: "Brother Zheng, killing this trash and wasting his tongue with him is a shame!"

"it is good!"

Zheng Wu laughed. He was best at fist attacks. He stepped forward and hit Chen Feng with a punch.

The fist wind swept across, forming a dragon-shaped cyclone in the air. The dragon-shaped cyclone stirred the air. It was more than three meters long and had a thin waist. It slammed into Chen Feng.

There was an exclamation in the crowd!

"It turned out to be the Dragon Slaying Fist. This is a seventh-rank yellow martial skill, very powerful!"

"Dragon Fist martial arts are very precious. Only the disciples of the inner sect who have made great achievements can practice. When did you get the secret?"

"Does this still need to be said? It must have been given to him by Professor Su. Senior Brother Su has made great achievements and has been practicing Dragon Fist since two years ago!"

"The Dragon Fighting Fist is so tyrannical, the trash on the opposite side definitely can't resist! Guess, how many moves can he support under Senior Brother Zheng?"

"I guess three tricks!"

"How is it possible, you look down on this waste too much, I guess he can't support one move, and he will die when attacked by Dragon Fist!"

Hearing the comments from people around him, Zheng Wu was even more proud, and laughed wildly: "Trash, now you knelt in front of me and kowtow, I will let you die a little faster. Otherwise, I will use Dragon Fist to take you all over The muscles, muscles and bones are all crushed, but it happens to make you unable to die and cause you to suffer all the pain!"

Chen Feng sneered: "Really?"

Just when the cyclone was two or three meters away from him, he suddenly had a knife.

The light of the knife was as bright as lightning, and everyone felt that the front seemed to light up instantly.

With one stab, Chen Feng used only one stab to directly smash the cyclone of Mielongquan and dissipate it in the air.

Then there was another stab. Everyone only felt that there was a sway in front of them, and then the blood burst out, and then they saw a head flying high, Zheng Wu's expression of disbelief condensed on his face.

Everyone was stunned. The scene was silent, no one spoke, everyone watched this scene blankly!

how is this possible? how is this possible?

Senior Brother Zheng Wu is the strong man who opened the Six Orifices in the first building of the Divine Door Realm. How could he be defeated by this little-known **** with two swords?

And beheaded! Two knives, only two knives, simply neat!

Senior Brother Zheng Wu had no power to fight back at all.

Those two knives, like lightning across the sky, left an extremely deep impression on everyone, and many people were amazed.

"It's too strong, it's too strong, it actually kills Senior Brother Zheng Wu directly!"

And those people who had expressed disdain to Chen Feng just now were hot on their faces, wishing they could dig into the ground.

They were slapped in the face.

"What's his name?" People exclaimed.

At this time, Bai Mo and others proudly said to the surroundings: "This is the senior brother of our Waizong who entered the Neizong this year, the first of the top ten disciples, and Chen Feng, the nineteenth in the rookie list!"

It turned out to be the new talent this year, and turned out to be the nineteenth master of the rookie list.

Everyone heard it, and it felt so.

"No wonder this year is called the upcoming golden generation!"