Peerless Martial Soul

With that said, turn around and leave!

Lin Ming was still kowtowing, but when Chen Feng walked away, Rang raised his head, with a trace of deep resentment in his eyes.

Chen Feng was about to leave here when suddenly a loud shout came from behind him: "Chen Feng, you evil beast, stop right here!"

Chen Feng paused, stood there, turned around, and then he saw a purple glow drifting towards this side.

The purple glow dissipated, revealing the figure inside, which was Master Zixia.

Master Zixia first glanced at Lin Zhengdong who was lying on the ground. A look of extreme distress flashed across his face, and he quickly walked over and held his body in his arms.

After checking again and again, he was sure that he was indeed not breathing.

He took a deep breath, extreme anger flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Chen Feng with killing intent in his eyes.

He stood up and walked slowly towards Chen Feng, his voice was extremely cold.

"Chen Feng, Lin Zhengdong just wanted to compete with you in martial arts, but you unexpectedly attacked and killed him. This is simply treason!"

Chen Feng looked at him, feeling very funny, and said lightly: "Uncle Zixia, what do you mean, he can only kill me, but I can't kill him?"

"When he kills me, I have to stand there unable to resist. I would be treasonous if I killed him, right?"

Master Zixia looked at Chen Feng and said coldly: "You are sophistry. If you keep someone like you, it will be a disaster."

"Today, I will clean up the door for the sect!"

Chen Feng laughed loudly: "Master Zixia, you just want to kill me. Why do you need to make those high-sounding excuses? It is simply hypocritical!"

"Kill the young one, here comes the old one."

Master Zixia looked at him with cold eyes and said: "You who only know how to show off your words, today will be your death anniversary next year."

As he spoke, he slowly walked towards Chen Feng, his momentum rising with every step he took, and he had reached the Soul Condensing Realm in the blink of an eye.

The Soul Condensing Realm was so huge that it almost condensed into a substantial momentum. The momentum was overwhelming and rushed toward Chen Feng crazily.

Chen Feng suddenly trembled violently in his heart, feeling as if he was about to be crushed alive and explode.

The kind of power that was so tyrannical that he couldn't resist, almost made Chen Feng vomit blood.

Chen Feng was very familiar with this feeling. It was the same the last time he faced Dongfang Yan.

One after another, the momentum surged madly, as if countless chains were tied to Chen Feng's body, making him unable to breathe.

Chen Feng's face was swollen red, his body was deformed, and almost all the blood was being squeezed out.

Master Zixia looked at him with a hint of pride on her lips: "Chen Feng, you are a traitor, I can crush you to death just by relying on my momentum!"

He laughed loudly and said: "Yunling is in retreat, Minglan is out for something, let's see who can save you this time!"

Many disciples around him were secretly disdainful. This person was really shameless. He came to kill Chen Feng while the leader of Tongtian Peak was in retreat and the leader of Broken Edge Peak was out!

"Really?" Chen Feng roared, roaring to the sky, struggling with both arms, as if he wanted to break free of all the shackles tied to his body!

Bang bang bang bang, a burst of explosions sounded in the air, and all those invisible shackles were broken alive by Chen Feng!

Then Chen Feng quickly retreated, and Master Zixia's eyes focused: "Chen Feng, I didn't expect that your strength has progressed very quickly. You have already reached the strength of the Eight Stars of the Sky and the Sea."

"No wonder, you can break free from the shackles of my momentum!"

He thought to himself: "This boy is extremely talented. If I don't kill him today, he will kill me in the future!"

"Today, we must take this opportunity to get rid of him!"

He looked righteous and awe-inspiring, and said loudly: "However, the higher your cultivation level, the more harmful you will be to the world."

"It will eventually become the sect's shame! Today, I will get rid of a scourge for the sect!"

Chen Feng felt extremely ridiculous in his heart. This man kept saying that he was going out to cause trouble for the sect, but in fact, wasn't it for his own selfish desires?

He moved his palm towards Chen Feng.

After this palm was shot, it became extremely huge in the air and pressed hard towards Chen Feng, seeming to cover Chen Feng from all directions.

The powerful coercion emanating from it actually froze the air around Chen Feng, turning the surroundings of Chen Feng as if they were made of pig iron.

Wherever Chen Feng stood, he couldn't move at all.

A faint smile appeared on Master Zixia's lips, and he said: "Chen Feng, this move is called Cast Iron Mysterious Palm. It is one of my Zixia Peak secret skills, a fourth-grade Mystical level martial skill!"

"After you strike out with a palm, all the air around your body will condense like cast iron."

"With my current cultivation level, you can't struggle at all now, you can't move at all!"

There was a hint of deep-seated resentment in the corner of his mouth: "Chen Feng, just watch yourself being beaten to death!"

"I just want to make you feel this kind of despair! Only in this way can I relieve the cruelty in my heart!"

When the disciples around him saw this scene, they all felt extremely contemptuous.

As the leader, this person behaves in such a despicable manner.

But no one dared to say anything. Only Wei Hongxiu shouted loudly: "Master Zixia, you are so shameless!"

"How can you do this to a junior?"

Master Zixia slapped the palm and then ignored it. The palm slowly floated towards Chen Feng.

It seemed that it would take at least a dozen breaths to reach Chen Feng.

That's what he wanted to do, to take as long as possible to reach Chen Feng, so that Chen Feng could struggle for a while longer in the torment of inevitable death.

The more painful Chen Feng is, the happier he is!

After he heard Wei Hongxiu's cry, he immediately frowned, turned around, looked at Wei Hongxiu, and said in a cold voice:

"Your name is Wei Hongxiu, right? I remember you!"

"You should be the core disciple who enters my Zixia Peak this year."

He smiled coldly, waved his hand, and said, "I declare that from today on, you will be expelled from Zixia Peak!"

"What?" Wei Hongxiu turned pale as if struck by lightning, looked at him with shock, and said:

"You are just avenging a private vendetta. Why do you expel me from Zixia Peak? Why?"

This person is narrow-minded and seeks to avenge public and private revenge.

"Because I am the leader of Zixia Peak, that is enough!" Master Zixia said lightly.

At this time, a man strode out from the crowd. He was about forty years old. He was Ning Wujiu, Wei Hongxiu's mentor.

He quickly walked up to Master Zixia, knelt down with a bang, and said with a face full of pleading:

"Your Majesty, Wei Hongxiu is ignorant and has offended you with his words. Please don't take it to heart. Please give him a chance."

He begged, his voice pitiful.