Peerless Martial Soul

When Yang Jingzhuo saw the purple-robed middle-aged man, his face suddenly showed a touch of jealousy. Obviously, he should be quite afraid of the purple-robed middle-aged man.

At this time, he was severely reprimanded by the other party, and he didn't even dare to say a hard word. After giving Chen Feng a bitter look on his face, he turned and left, even his Yang family relatives ignored.

Seeing Yang Jingzhuo leaving, the middle-aged man in the purple robe snorted coldly, "You count yourself."

He looked at Chen Feng, but there was a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, and said slowly: "Your name is Chen Feng?"

Chen Feng nodded.

At this moment, when Yang Jingzhuo left, Chen Feng's breath that supported him suddenly vented, and the darkness in front of him almost fell to the ground.

But he still stood up, and the middle-aged man in purple robe gave him approvingly, and said slowly: "But at the age of sixteen or seventeen, he has such a level of cultivation. It shows that he is extremely talented!"

"More importantly, you have a mighty, unyielding, awe-inspiring spirit in your heart. Even the most powerful opponent can only kill you, but not make you surrender. Very good, very good."

He said two good things in succession, and then nodded at Chen Feng. With a flash of his figure, it turned into a purple lightning and flew towards the depths of the Ziyang sword field, before disappearing in a blink of an eye.

Chen Feng looked at his back with a grateful look in his eyes, and muttered: "Although I don't know who you are, and why you saved me, I don't remember my life-saving grace today. I will definitely repay the day!"

The people around were also making surprise comments.

"Who is this middle-aged man in purple robe? Looks very powerful, even Yang Jingzhuo is very jealous of him."

"I don't know, I haven't seen this person at all. I haven't heard of it. I think it should be a master at Ziyang Sword Field."

Soon, they turned their attention and topic back to Chen Feng.

The gazes they looked at Chen Feng were very complicated, with awe, admiration, admiration, and jealousy!

A disciple sighed and said: "Chen Feng defeated the three masters of the Yang Family House in succession, and even blocked a blow from the elder of the outside sect. His reputation will spread to all the other houses, even Ziyang Sword Field. People will hear about it!"

"Chen Feng became famous in the first battle!"

The crowd nodded their heads after hearing what he said.

After this battle, Chen Feng became famous.

All other courtyards, all these disciples who are about to enter Ziyang Sword Field, have all heard of Chen Feng's reputation and know how powerful Chen Feng is.

Of course, many people, especially those who have never seen Chen Feng make a move, don't believe it at all, thinking that others are exaggerating.

They didn't think that a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy could possess such a powerful strength.

After Chen Feng returned to the Qianyuanzong Courtyard, he immediately began to recuperate.

He used the dragon blood battle body and the dragon claws of the God Slayer one after another, which was powerful, but it also caused great damage to his body.

The simple use of the dragon blood battle body and the dragon claws of the goddess will only make him unable to use any qi for a period of time in the future, which is like a useless person, but the use of the two together can cause permanent damage to his body. Hidden dangers.

Chen Feng immediately began to retreat. The next morning, while Chen Feng was practicing, he suddenly opened a mouth, wow, and vomited a big mouthful of blood.

After the congestion was vomited out, he felt the blockage and pain in his meridians disappeared, and the whole person became very comfortable.

He sighed slightly, and said to himself: "It's not bad, now it should be healed and the recovery is complete."

Chen Feng stood up and walked out.

Suddenly, there was an extremely strong feeling of hunger in his belly, but Chen Feng understood that this did not mean that he was hungry, but that the Dragon Elephant Fighting Tian Jue needed blood.

In the battle yesterday, all the blood-red gass disappeared.

The Dragon Elephant Fighting Sky Art is now extremely thirsty for the blood of the monster beast, and can't wait to absorb the blood of the monster beast and transform it into blood-red qi.

He was about to suppress this feeling, but suddenly a loud roar came from outside: "Chen Feng, get out of me."

The sound was so loud that it penetrated the thick walls and reached Chen Feng's ears.

Chen Feng raised his brows, a sneer appeared at the corners of his mouth, and muttered to himself: "Things that do not live or die."

With that, opened the door.

After pushing the door out, Shen Yanbing and Bai Shanshui were already in the yard.

Shen Yanbing's complexion was much better than yesterday's, obviously his injuries have recovered, but Bai Shanshui's complexion is even more gray and defeated, and the whole person looks no longer as good as before.

Chen Feng looked at it and felt tight.

He knew that as the days went on, Baishanshui would become more and more unable to hold back his dantian injuries, and his strength would get worse and worse!

Seeing Chen Feng's concerned gaze, Bai Shanshui smiled and said, "Senior Brother Chen, don't worry, don't worry about me. It is more important to solve the provocation outside first."

Chen Feng nodded. He had no way of doing this now, so he didn't say more.

The three people walked out of Qianyuanzong's courtyard and saw a young man standing outside, about twenty years old, wearing a coat of animal skin, which made people feel quite strange.

It was midsummer, and I felt a little hot in his single clothes, not to mention wearing an animal fur coat, but he wrapped the animal fur coat tightly, and seemed very afraid of the cold!

He looks very strange. Although he is young, his hair, beard and even eyebrows, all body hair are all ice white, and his skin is frozen like a person after death, showing a sigh Cyan, full of the color of death!

He looks ordinary, but his body is extremely large and arrogant. He raised his chin and looked at the three Chen Feng slantingly. His face was full of disdain.

Hundreds of disciples have been surrounded around, and they all come to watch the fun!

After seeing this young man, Chen Feng immediately shrank his brows. It was not that he was deterred by the other's aura, but he could feel that the other's body was full of thick death and ice.

The two mingled together and came so close that Chen Feng felt very uncomfortable. It seemed that the whole person was about to be frozen to death!

He secretly said in his heart that this person is a bit evil.

The weird young man looked at Chen Feng and slowly said, "Are you Chen Feng?"

His voice is also extremely awkward and hoarse, like two pieces of ice rubbing.

Chen Feng nodded: "I'm Chen Feng, who are you? What's your work here!"

The strange young man said with a cold voice: "My name is Ye Binghan."

When these three words were spoken, there seemed to be a cold wind blowing, causing people to shiver lightly!

"Ah? Ye Binghan, it turns out he is Ye Binghan!"