Peerless Martial Soul

Most people, during the years of Qian Yuanzong's several years, may only have the opportunity to practice a technique that is higher than the seventh grade of Huang.

Even the top players in the overall list are no exception.

For them, this is an extremely important thing. The five people looked at each other, and without talking nonsense, they rushed to Chen Feng together!

Some of these five people used palms and fists, while others used weapons, and at the same time they launched almost their strongest attacks, and they were extremely powerful.

The sound shook the sky, all kinds of sword aura, overwhelming the sky, slammed towards Chen Feng.

And many of them released their martial souls at the same time. This is also a lesson learned from before, even if the martial arts soul can't be released, Chen Feng will be beheaded.

The martial arts are different, colorful, and really beautiful.

For a time, the stage of life and death was shrouded in various colors and sounds, which seemed beautiful, but in fact, there was infinite murder hidden inside.

Five violent powers rushed towards Chen Feng. Chen Feng was in the center of this whirlpool. A little carelessness, being involved in it, was the end of a broken body.

While Chen Feng stood in it, it was like walking in a leisurely courtyard, calm and calm.

This calm temperament made the high-level people on the high platform look at it, and their eyes were full of splendor.

Ye Zhen sighed softly: "With this mind and calmness alone, this son's future achievements are absolutely limitless."

Seeing that the five violent powers were about to hit Chen Feng at the same time, Tian Hao and the other five people showed triumphant expressions on their faces. They seemed to have seen Chen Feng being burned to pieces by them.

But at this moment, Chen Feng's eyes suddenly flashed a sharp light, and the Ziyue Dao suddenly unsheathed.

The people in the audience were always watching this battle, and their hearts trembled suddenly.

coming! coming! Since Chen Feng's Zongmen Grand Competition, as long as the Ziyue Knife is out of its sheath, it must drink human blood to return it!

Chen Feng slashed out, and the cold light of the sword, like a moonlight, lit up again, and an exclamation suddenly sounded below!

"Come and see, that horrible knife was used by Chen Feng again!"

"Chen Feng is going to pull a person back before he died. His sword is extremely powerful, enough to kill one of them!"

"Yes, I think so too, Chen Feng is definitely not willing to die like this!"

Not only did they think so, but the five people who besieged Chen Feng also thought so, and the direction Chen Feng cut with this knife was exactly where Tian Hao was.

Seeing this scene, Tian Hao was shocked.

He thinks that what he said just now angered Chen Feng and forced Chen Feng to attack him. He regretted it, but it was too late.

He had to pull back and retreat in the opposite direction of Chen Feng's long sword. He didn't notice that the direction Chen Feng's long sword was cutting was not straight, but slightly curved, with an arc.

So he could only want to retreat diagonally, not directly behind. After retreating like this, he was very close to the other man who besieged Chen Feng, and the two were about to collide!

The man was getting ready to go, but just saw Tian Hao hitting this way, and in desperation, he had to forcibly regain the energy that had already been sent out.

With this, Chen Feng easily resolved the two attacks!

At this time, Chen Feng's hand turned the Purple Moon Knife lightly, and the sky full of moonlight light quietly dispersed.

It turned out that Chen Feng's knife was only a false move, and after scaring Tian Hao back, he took it away by himself.

Seeing this scene, Tian Hao was first dumbfounded, then his face flushed, his heart was extremely embarrassed, and his eyes were so angry that he was so frightened by Chen Feng's false move!

This made him think that Chen Feng had caused him to lose a lot of face and made him faceless.

Ding Qianshan in the audience also snorted coldly when he saw this scene: "Trash!"

Needless to say, Tian Hao was naturally scolded.

Just when Tian Hao was extremely embarrassed and wanted to fight back, he suddenly discovered that Chen Feng had jumped up again and slashed at him and the person next to him with a long knife.

The cold moonlight-like blade light flashed again, and the eyes of the two of them flashed a moment of hesitation, not knowing whether Chen Feng's sword was a real move or a false move!

But in the end they chose to retreat. In their view, there was no need to fight Chen Feng. After all, they had five people and could easily defeat Chen Feng.

What if Chen Feng's knife is really a desperate knife? Wouldn't they both be killed in this case?

And the cheap price will be picked up by the other three people, which is really a loss for them. They all wanted to let others die, let others take on Chen Feng's desperate knife, and then pick up the bargain by themselves.

Senior Brother Ding has just said that Chen Feng doesn't have much qi left, only the ability to make another stab, so why bother to fight him? When this knife is used on someone else, then easily kill him, how good is that?

With this mentality, the two retreated again, and under Chen Feng's intentional persecution, their bodies also blocked the attack of the other person!

At this time, the three people are already standing together!

At this moment, a cold light flashed in Chen Feng's eyes, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly he tossed the Purple Moon Knife high in his hand and threw it into the sky. Everyone on and off the stage was shocked by his sudden action, and his eyes were involuntarily attracted by the Purple Moon Knife and looked up. go with.