Peerless Martial Soul

Although the power is huge, but the consumption is also very large.

With Chen Feng's current strength, he can only play one and a half moves.

The second trick will hurt the root cause, overdraw the body!

You know, with his current cultivation base, he can play five moves and six dragons.

This is evident from this nine-day consumption of Long Xiang.

After the surprise of the breakthrough faded, Chen Feng continued with a wry smile at the corner of his mouth.

He found that all the middle-grade spirit stones he had accumulated some time ago had been consumed up to now.

This afternoon, he continued to consume Gang Qi, and then replenish it. He had already consumed hundreds of thousands of medium-grade spirit stones. Now he can be said to be poor and white.

Chen Feng muttered to himself: "Now I have to figure out how to find a middle-grade spirit stone."

At this moment, Ziyue suddenly said in his ear: "Chen Feng, on the cliff on the right front, a hundred meters away, someone is peeping there."

When Chen Feng heard this, he was shocked and calmly said in a low voice: "How long has the person stayed there?"

Ziyue said: "I don't know. I found him before a cup of tea. I didn't tell you at the time in order not to disturb you."

Chen Feng knew that Ziyue felt much more sensitive than him. He felt it carefully for himself, and he realized that there was a figure lying on his stomach.

The breath is extremely weak, no wonder I haven't found it before.

Chen Feng screamed: "Who, get out of here!"

Then it swept towards there at a very fast speed, and it swept there in an instant.

At this time, a figure jumped up quickly, trying to escape.

Chen Feng blasted out a punch, directly hitting his vest, spitting blood out of this man, and smashing to the ground!

Chen Feng walked over and saw this person through the moonlight, and then suddenly frowned.

"It's you?"

He looked familiar with this person, and immediately remembered who it was.

It turned out that it was one of the handyman disciples who was responsible for cleaning the courtyard in the Qianyuanzong Courtyard.

This person was about sixteen or seventeen years old, about the same age as Chen Feng, and handsome, but his eyes were filled with stubbornness.

At this time, even though Chen Fengfeng vomited blood, he still stood there, looking at Chen Feng unyieldingly.

He clenched his teeth, didn't admit defeat at all, and struggled to stand up, looking at Chen Feng without showing weakness.

For some reason, Chen Feng suddenly saw a shadow of himself on him.

"This boy is very similar to me!"

Chen Feng stared at him and said in a cold voice, "You are a handyman at Ziyang Sword Field. Why do you hide here and watch my martial arts practice?"

He originally thought that this young man would definitely speak sophistry, but he did not expect that this young man raised his chin, his face was stubborn, and he was right: "I peeped at you to practice martial arts, I know this is a big taboo, you Kill or slash, whatever!"

Chen Feng smiled, and said with interest: "Oh, it's quite hard!"

Chen Feng had no intention of killing him, and smiled slightly: "Tell me, why do you want to peek?"

He felt that the young man was very familiar, and saw his own shadow in him.

Chen Feng rarely discovered that he was actually softened.

If this young man could tell the reason, he would not only ignore him, but would even help him.

The young man glared at him fiercely: "I know that you are an outer disciple who is about to enter Ziyang Sword Field. Your status is noble. I peeked at you to practice martial arts. You made a big taboo. You kill me! Don't humiliate me again. Up!"

Chen Feng smiled and said, "I didn't mean to humiliate you. I really want to know why."

At this moment, there were rapid footsteps behind him.

Shen Yanbing strode over, looked at Chen Feng, and said anxiously: "Chen Feng, all the handyman disciples who were serving in our other courtyard were killed!"

"what?"

Chen Feng looked at her in shock, and said, "Are all killed? Go, take me to see."

Shen Yanbing nodded, and Chen Feng turned around and looked at the boy.

Facing his gaze, the boy didn't dodge or dodge, but acted harder than before.

Chen Feng slowly shook his head, and he could see that this boy and those handyman disciples were killed, and they absolutely couldn't get rid of the relationship.

He stretched out his palm to directly seal the meridian of the young man, then carried his clothes collar and walked to the room where the handymen lived with Shen Yanbing.

It was in the side room of Qianyuanzong's other courtyard. The door was open at this time. As soon as Chen Feng approached, he smelled a strong smell of blood.

After I went in, I was silent.

There were seven or eight handyman disciples lying on the ground. Their deaths were terrible. Some were beheaded, some were cut in the waist, and some had their chests cut open. Even the heart was dug out.

The blood on the ground flooded his ankles.

Their faces were still filled with fear.

Chen Feng turned his head abruptly, and sure enough, he saw blood on the boy's robe in many places.

Chen Feng was full of anger, slapped his face fiercely, slapped the boy, and shouted sharply: "You are so venomous at a young age!"

His palm is about to fall on the young man's head.

Seeing this palm goes down, the young man's head will be smashed, but the young man has no fear at all.

Instead, he held his head up and looked at Chen Feng stubbornly, without the slightest expression of convincing on his face, he was full of anger and unwillingness!

Seeing his gaze, Chen Feng suddenly trembled.

How familiar is this look?

Was it the same when I was in Qian Yuanzong, when I was insulted by Yang Chao and Yang Chao, and even when I was insulted by someone like Elder Sun, and when I was accused of killing him indiscriminately?