Peerless Martial Soul

He walked back to the door again, and Yan Pingle didn't stop or speak, just followed him back dull.

Chen Feng walked to the guards and said lightly: "If I heard you right now, you were talking about me just now. And you called me Xiaoyezhong, and said that my master Yan Qingyu is a waste."

Several guards glanced at each other, all laughing, the laughter was full of sarcasm and disdain.

Just now ridiculing Chen Feng's most powerful young guard, he looked at Chen Feng from the corner of his eye, and said with disdain: "We were just talking about you, so what? What can you do to us?"

He was extremely arrogant and confident, obviously he didn't think Chen Feng would do anything to them.

The guard then sneered and said: "Chen Feng, you are such a humble wild species of unknown origin. Being able to participate in the family competition is already a blessing of cultivation for eight lifetimes. Do you dare to be arrogant in the Yan family?"

"Tell you, honestly behave with your tail clipped. The Yan family is not in your rural areas. You have to know some rules in life!"

He sneered: "Otherwise, you don't know how to die."

Chen Feng said lightly: "Really? I really don't know how I died, but I know how you died!"

Speaking of this, a cold murderous intent flashed in Chen Feng's eyes, a fierce punch, and a bombardment. The grandeur shocked everyone.

This guard hurriedly resisted, but how could he be Chen Feng's opponent?

His arms were shattered together, from bones to flesh and blood, nothing remained, everything was shaken into powder, and the shoulders became hollow directly, and his arms disappeared directly.

He let out a scream and fell back.

But when Chen Feng made a mistake, everyone only felt that a bunch of phantoms flashed past the flower in front of him.

Then Chen Feng slapped it heavily on his head.

With a bang, his head exploded like a trampled tomato, and the headless body of the guard fell heavily to the ground.

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned. Everyone didn't expect Chen Feng to be so cruel that he would kill him as soon as he came up.

The guards were so frightened that none of them dared to speak, they all looked at Chen Feng in shock and fear. They didn't expect Chen Feng to be so arrogant and at the same time so powerful!

Chen Feng looked at Yan Pingle and said lightly: "Since I can participate in the Yan Family Grand Competition and inherit the position of my master Yan Qingyu, then I am not a Yan family young master, at least as a guest of the Yan Family. The Yan family members are so rude to the guests, should they be killed?"

Yan Pingle nodded: "It's time to kill!"

Chen Feng asked again: "Then what I did is right?"

Yan Pingle continued to nod his head: "Very right!"

Chen Feng laughed, "Isn't that enough?"

Shocking the group of guards, Chen Feng followed Yan Pingle to a yard deep in the Yan family mansion.

The yard is very simple and inconspicuous, but at least it is clean.

Yan Pingle pointed to the courtyard and said, "Your master has left the house since he was a child. Later, he returned to the family and lived for a short time. During that time, he lived here. Since you are his disciple, you should live here. !"

Chen Feng nodded: "Okay."

The yard is small, with only one pavilion and two or three wing rooms.

Yan Pingle led Chen Feng here, and then left.

Chen Feng made a round in the courtyard.

In the bedroom, bedding is readily available, and in the living room, the tea cup has just been closed. Chen Feng sat on the bed gently, touching the bedding with his hand, as if he could still feel a slight warmth in his hand, as if the master Yan Qingyu had just got up here and made a cup of morning tea, and then went out temporarily because of something.

At this moment, Chen Feng was in a daze, as if the master would be back in a while.

After a while, he sighed softly, stood up slowly, and walked to the middle of the yard, his expression a little lonely and sad.

He knew that Master would never come back.

Chen Feng took out a jade tablet from his arms. This was the tablet of his master Yan Qingyu. Since the master left, Chen Feng has carved this tablet and kept it with him.

Chen Feng placed the tablet on the table in the main house, then lit the incense, knelt in front, and knocked his head three times.

He said in a deep voice, "Master, the Yan family made you suffer so much humiliation back then. Today, I will pay you back for you."

In the evening, Yan Qinglan came to class again and talked with Chen Feng for a long time before leaving.

Yan Qinglan left, but the words he just said still seemed to echo in Chen Feng's ears.

"Among all the disciples of the Yan family, the most outstanding one is named Yan Zigui. He is extremely talented. However, when he was fifteen years old, he was favored by a senior in Ziyang Sword Field and entered Ziyang Sword Field. You should also know Ziyang Sword Field, this is the most powerful and powerful sect in Danyang County. Any disciple who can enter Ziyang Sword Field is extremely talented."

"Furthermore, the martial arts and martial arts they came into contact with inside, to say that they are not polite, are far inferior to forces like Qian Yuanzong and Yan family."

Chen Feng recognized what Yan Qinglan said. Ziyang Sword Field was not at the same level as Qian Yuanzong. The former was better than the latter.

"Yanzigui is not only talented, but also very hardworking. He is only 22 years old this year. He is already the strength of the third highest building in the Divine Sect Realm, and his awakened spirit is also quite powerful."