Peerless Martial Soul

After a while, the foreheads of the three of them were all blood red, and Chen Feng said lightly: "Since you say you deserve to die, then go to die!"

After that, he waved his palm lightly, and a palm wind blew out, bombarding the three of them, directly blasting the three of them into bits and pieces.

This scene caused all the mountain people to be extremely frightened and terrified. They knelt on the ground and shivered, buried their heads deeply on the ground, and did not dare to look up at Chen Feng.

But there is one exception, that is, Qiqige, she didn't even kneel down, stood there, looking at Chen Feng with some wonder.

Chen Feng looked at her with a smile on the corner of his mouth, turning around and said to the high priest: "I hope that you will hand over the tribe to Qiqige in the future and don't force her to do anything she doesn't want."

Although the high priest did not know why Chen Feng said this, Chen Feng at this time was like a **** in his eyes.

The deity's orders, only need to be followed, where is there to question?

Kneeling on the ground and kowtow quickly, and repeatedly said: "Yes, follow the orders of your lord!"

Chen Feng nodded slowly, then turned around and left!

After leaving the sight of the people in the mountains, he leaned forward and almost fell to the ground, vomiting a mouthful of blood.

A wry smile appeared at the corner of Chen Feng's mouth: "It's so dangerous, I almost showed my timidity just now!"

At the middle of the moon, Qiqige sat on the steps in front of her door, staring blankly at the bright moon hanging in the sky, her eyes a little ecstatic.

At this moment, a figure flashed continuously in her mind.

This figure is slender and tall, with a handsome face.

Segments flashed continuously in his mind, and for a while, this person was sitting with her, laughing and saying something.

After a while, this man was as mighty as a god, playing one trick after another that was enough to destroy the sky and the earth, killing the white-bearded and ferocious old man on the opposite side, constantly screaming back.

In the end, it was frozen, he smiled at himself, and then Xiao Ran left.

After a while, Qiqige stood up and sighed softly, her eyes were a little missed and sad, then she turned and entered the room.

Her house is the best in the entire cottage. It is built with big wooden boulders, clean and tidy, and even decorated with some rare treasures from the mountains.

This house was originally the place where the most noble high priest in the tribe lived, but this evening, after everyone returned to the tribe, the high priest immediately asked people to clean up the house, move it out of it, and respect it. The extremely gesture asked Qiqige to live in.

No one questioned, no one was unconvinced, and everyone took it for granted.

Because in their opinion, this is the order of the deity, and the deity has taken a fancy to Qiqige, so Qiqige is the most noble person in the cottage.

But Qiqige knew that this boy was not a god, he was just a human boy, his name was Chen Feng, and he came from a magical place outside the mountain!

And it was this young man who changed his destiny in one sentence.

In the room, there is a huge bamboo basket in the corner.

Although she had moved here, she did not throw away her original things. There were still some medicinal materials in the bamboo basket.

Qiqige came here instinctively, preparing to sort these medicinal materials, but when her hand reached in, her movement suddenly stagnated.

Then, she took out a volume of books from the bamboo basket.

The booklet was a little yellowish, with a strange shape, Qiqige was a little surprised, but when she opened the booklet, she found that there were all figures in it, without a word, you can practice by just looking at the patterns.

Although Qiqige is illiterate, it can be seen that this is a volume of martial arts practice, and it is more sophisticated than the highest and deepest practice in the tribe.

Qiqige remembered that when she was on the road today, Chen Feng had taken out her bamboo basket for a while, thinking it should be at that time.

Kikig sat on the ground, holding the book in her arms, with a warm smile on her mouth.

She felt that the scroll in her arms seemed to emit a trace of heat, that was his body temperature!

With a wow, Chen Feng spouted a large mouthful of congestion, which was also mixed with internal organs. After spitting out this mouthful of blood, Chen Feng felt that the feeling of suffocation between his chest and lungs had disappeared a lot!

Then Chen Feng took out a heavenly spirit and earth treasure from the mustard bag and swallowed it. A cool breath radiated through his body and penetrated into his limbs. Then, under Chen Feng's conscious guidance, it directed towards those clogged The pulse passed.

After a while, Chen Feng suddenly opened several wounds on the surface of Chen Feng's body, and blood poured out from it, but the blood was black bruise!

Chen Feng jumped directly into the mountain spring next to him, cleaned the wound, and then applied good medicine on the wound, and the wound healed soon.

Chen Feng also felt those faintly painful and blocked meridians in his body. A small part of the meridians was no longer painful, and became a refreshing sensation, and the qi could run inside!

Chen Feng sighed for a long time, moved his muscles and bones, and a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Three days have passed, and my injury is only a small and a half! My strength has recovered less than 40%."

"These healing sacred medicines were very useful when I was at a low level, but for me now, they have little effect."