Peerless Martial Soul

The little girl trembled with fright and said tremblingly: "This is a ginseng soup made from the bones of a thousand-year-old giant tiger and 500-year-old mountain ginseng. Every night, Elder Xie drinks a bowl. He is older. It's time to replenish the blood."

Chen Feng nodded slightly, and slightly chopped the back of his neck to make him faint, and then sealed his meridians.

Chen Feng took off his clothes and put them on himself.

He recalled the posture of the little servant just now, then lit up the lantern, held up the tray, gently moved to the courtyard.

In the small courtyard, there is no one other than Xie Yinghao, which is convenient for Chen Feng.

Coming to the outside of an academy, Chen Feng knocked on the door, imitating the voice of the little servant just now, and respectfully said: "Elder, Shentang has been delivered to you."

Xie Yinghao's slightly old voice came: "Come in."

"Yes." Chen Feng respectfully replied and opened the door to enter.

Inside the aboriginal house, it is very quiet and the furnishings are very simple. There is only one bed and a small table.

A figure was sitting cross-legged on the bed at this time, facing Chen Feng. Chen Feng came in without opening his eyes.

In the eyes of a high-level warrior like him, these subordinates are no different from the air.

Chen Feng calmly put the ginseng soup on the table and backed up a few steps, seemingly ready to withdraw.

But at this moment, his eyes suddenly flashed, and the Ziyue Knife suddenly unsheathed, only an electric light flashed by, and the long knife had cut Xie Yinghao's throat.

At this time, Xie Yinghao just reacted, before he even opened his eyes.

He looked at Chen Feng in disbelief with a face full of disbelief, there was a hehe sound in his throat, a large amount of blood mixed with bubbles, pouring out of his wound.

He glared at Chen Feng with huge shock in his eyes, and his hands trembled, as if to do something, but Chen Feng no longer gave him a chance.

With the force of the Ziyue Sword, Xie Yinghao's head flew directly.

Chen Feng walked to his side and said with a low smile: "Elder Xie, I have no grudges with you, but it's a pity that I must kill you."

With Chen Feng's strength, it is difficult to forcibly kill Xie Yinghao. It is estimated that it will take a long time to fight, and then finally Chen Feng's defeat will end.

And even if Chen Feng could win, he would definitely reveal his identity.

This happened to be downwind, which Chen Feng absolutely didn't want.

Chen Feng took out a bag of mustard seeds from Xie Yinghao, took it in his arms, and then sprinkled Xie Yinghao's body with the corpse powder written by Xie Zhuxin.

The light blue powder was sprinkled on the corpse, and the flesh and blood of the corpse soon melted, and after a while it turned into a pool of blood.

This can conceal the identity of Chen Feng as a murderer.

Then Chen Feng left calmly and sneaked into Xie Mingchang's residence.

Although it was late at night, Xie Mingchang's residence was still brightly lit.

The difference is that Xie Yinghao is practicing, while Xie Mingchang is fooling around with a few women.

When Chen Feng kicked the door open and strode in, Xie Mingchang raised his head, then stared at Chen Feng, and shouted fiercely: "Who are you? Do you know who I am? How dare to break into Xie's house privately! "

The answer to him was a gleam of light.

Chen Feng didn't talk nonsense with him at all, and cut him into two with a single knife.

Then he looked at the women. The women killed Xie Mingchang as soon as the middle-aged man broke in. Xie Mingchang’s blood splashed all of them. They were all terrified. They shrank in the corner and shivered, their faces all over. Looking at Chen Feng fearfully.

When Chen Feng turned his gaze to them, their eyes were full of pleading.

Chen Feng sighed slightly, and searched another bag of mustard seeds on Xie Mingchang's body, then cut off Xie Ming's head, and also turned his corpse into a pool of blood with corpse powder, then turned and left.

The big man did something and didn't do something, these girls are also innocent people, the poor, let him act on them, Chen Feng can't do it.

"Hey, Xie Mingchang's head, here you are."

In the backyard of Xie's auction house, in a secret room, Chen Feng threw a baggage to Xie Zhuxin, and said lightly.

Xie Zhuxin glanced at him in amazement and opened the bag. It turned out that Xie Ming's human head was inside, with a face full of disbelief, eyes wide open, staring at Xie Zhuxin firmly.

Xie Zhuxin glanced at it, but she was also a little bit shy. She brushed her head to cover her head and smiled: "Chen Feng, you really didn't disappoint me. You said that one night is one night, and you actually killed him."

Chen Feng smiled: "It's no big deal, not only is he stupid, but Xie Yinghao was also killed by me."

"What? Xie Yinghao was also killed by you?" Xie Zhuxin stared at Chen Feng blankly.

She thought that Chen Feng had sneaked into Xie's mansion, and then took advantage of Xie Yinghao's carelessness to kill Xie Mingchang, but she never expected Chen Feng to kill Xie Yinghao as well.

You know, Xie Yinghao is a master of the third floor of the Divine Sect Realm, which makes her a little bit incredulous.

Chen Feng smiled faintly: "It's no big deal, just sneak in and kill him with a single knife."

The more understatement he said, the more disbelief Xie Zhuxin was. She looked at Chen Feng and felt that she had to re-examine him.