Peerless Martial Soul

Looking at Chen Feng, there was a trace of obsession and exploration in Wei Hongxiu's eyes.

At the beginning, she would be shocked, but now she is completely numb.

Chen Feng removed the mustard bags from these corpses, and then prepared to leave with Wei Hongxiu.

But suddenly, at this moment, Chen Feng felt a terrifying coercion pressing down on him.

This coercion was so huge that Chen Feng's heart couldn't help beating quickly, as if it was about to jump out of his mouth.

His blood boiled and the flow accelerated.

Chen Feng felt that in front of this momentum, he was extremely small, and it seemed that he was not an opponent at all and could not compete.

And this momentum, as if to deliberately coerce Chen Feng, pressed down heavily towards Chen Feng, forcing Chen Feng to kneel to the ground.

But how could Chen Feng be such a person?

He knelt down, his parents kneeled down to Master, but no one else could force him to kneel down!

He stood there with his head held high, doing his best to make himself stand upright, just not bending down, just not kneeling!

With a burst of crisp sound, Chen Feng's bones were directly crushed by this momentum.

Finally, with a crisp bang, Chen Feng's leg bones broke directly, and he couldn't control his body at all, and he knelt on the ground with a plop.

On the other hand, Wei Hongxiu had already been pressed and lay directly on the ground, making it difficult to even support his body!

Chen Feng was extremely shocked, what kind of strength is this? Even relying on momentum alone can crush the bones of the body that he has practiced in the Golden Shoujue, forcing himself to kneel down on one knee!

And his heart was full of extreme humiliation, his eyes were blood red, and his eyes stared into the darkness ahead.

At this moment, in the darkness ahead, a figure walked out.

When Chen Feng looked at this person, his eyes suddenly narrowed.

It turned out that he was the worship of the Ural auction house, the silver-haired old man.

The silver-haired old man walked in front of Chen Feng and stared at him with a gloomy look, full of condescending taste.

He said lightly: "You kid, aren't your bones very hard? I'm not forced to kneel now?"

He sneered and said wildly: "If your bones are hard, then I will break your bones!"

"You are not as strong as me, so you can only be at my mercy!"

Chen Feng took a deep breath, staring at him tightly, with flames burning in his eyes, and he did not give in at all.

He said indifferently: "My knees are very noble. Those who dare to make me kneel will not end well!"

"Haha, the little **** is a bit interesting." The silver-haired old man smiled as if seeing a funny toy:

"Originally, I thought, just kill you directly, but your kid has such a stubborn character? You still have a bit of strength. People like you can often do something big."

"With you joining, this muddy water can be waded more muddy, but it is in my interest."

He smiled slightly and said, "Then I will spare you a dog."

He just turned and left.

As he turned and left, this huge momentum suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Chen Feng only felt loose and soft, and fell directly to the ground!

Chen Feng stared at the direction where the silver-haired old man was leaving, with flames in his eyes. Murderous!

The strength of this white-robed old man gave him a deep impression.

Chen Feng knew that he would never forget this feeling.

And at the same time, it is this kind of extreme humiliation.

I was forced to kneel down abruptly, crush my bones with aura, and had to kneel!

Chen Feng swore an oath in his heart: "You old dog, wait for me, if I don't kill you, I will swear not to be a man!"

Wei Hongxiu quickly helped Chen Feng up and asked, "Chen Feng, are you okay?"

Her eyes were full of worries. Not only was she worried about Chen Feng's injury, but she was also worried that Chen Feng would be hit by such a blow, and her mentality would be hit hard.

But she underestimated Chen Feng.

Such a blow would never defeat him.

Chen Feng smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

With that, he struggled to stand firm.

The fracture of the bone is not very serious. For him, it can be cured overnight.

Chen Feng and Wei Hongxiu left here and returned to the inn.

Ziyue suddenly appeared, and said to Chen Feng with some worry: "Chen Feng, are you okay."

Chen Feng looked at her. The smile and calmness he had just faced Wei Hongxiu had disappeared, his eyes were full of bone-stirring hatred, and the cold voice said:

"Of course I have something, but don't worry, I won't be depressed!"

"That old dog humiliated me so much, it will only arouse my stronger desire to win, and it will only force me to practice harder!"

"One day, I will step on him, and I believe that this day is not far away!"

Ziyue nodded and said encouragingly: "Chen Feng, come on, I believe you can definitely do it."

Chen Feng nodded and started to pack the spoils of this time.

First, she took out the half of the sheepskin scroll obtained at the auction. She looked left and right, but she didn't see any mystery.

Ziyue couldn't say it, but she said, "Although I can't tell, I can tell that this roll of parchment is absolutely amazing."

Chen Feng nodded, he believed Ziyue's vision very much.

Then, Chen Feng opened all the mustard bags.

There are ten mustard bags he got today.

Most of them are of little value.