Peerless Martial Soul

Chapter 1,293: One against a Thousand

"He is so young, but no matter how strong he is, how tall can he be?"

"What does it mean that he can kill those two people? I can kill them easily with just one shot!"

Su Na giggled and flattered, "The leader is right!"

Long Houshui glanced at her and suddenly asked: "That bitch Luo Zilan, has she changed her tune?"

A flash of jealousy flashed in Suna's eyes, but she concealed it and said, "No."

"That bitch has a very tough mouth. No matter how much I torture her, he always says the same thing."

Long Houshui's eyes became even colder: "Are those three words?"

"That's right." Suna chuckled.

Long Houshui leaned back heavily, looking extremely depressed, and waved his hand to ask Suna to step back.

Chen Feng came to the foot of the mountain and looked up, his expression unchanged at all.

He walked up the steps step by step.

His speed is not fast, but it is always constant without any change.

And the aura of the whole person also gradually rose upwards.

No one stopped Chen Feng, everyone on the mountain and down the mountain watched this scene quietly!

Finally, Chen Feng reached the top of the mountain and arrived at the huge square in front of the Shenlong Sect.

At this time, there were thousands of Shenlong Sect disciples on the square, all of them staring at Chen Feng with cold and cruel eyes.

Chen Feng just stood there, facing all of them alone!

One can defeat thousands!

At this time, Chen Feng looked up to the sky and laughed, extremely heroic.

Although there are thousands of people, I am going!

Up and down the mountain, all eyes were on Chen Feng, and many people were trembling slightly.

They want to see what step Chen Feng can take?

Can this young man who created a miracle be able to create another miracle?

Chen Feng stood here and shouted loudly: "Long Houshui, get out and die!"

Everyone on the mountain and down the mountain were in an uproar.

Everyone was shocked. They did not expect that Chen Feng would be so direct. The first thing he did after arriving here was to ask Long Houshui, the leader of the Shenlong Cult, to get out and die!

"Chen Feng really doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth. He dares to provoke Long Houshui like this."

"Yes, as long as Long Houshui takes action, Chen Feng will die immediately, there is no suspense!"

"He is no match at all. You know, Long Houshui is a master of the fifth level of soul condensation."

"No matter how powerful Chen Feng is, there is no way he can defeat someone at the fifth level of Soul Condensation Realm!" Everyone was talking about it!

The Lord of Danyang County City who was standing on the mountain peak shook his head and said softly: "This Chen Feng is still a bit reckless!"

On another mountain peak, the senior officials of the big family who were looking forward to Chen Feng's death were all gloating about his misfortune.

"This Chen Feng is really asking for death!"

"He deserves it. I'll wait. I'll wait to see him killed by Long Houshui's punch later!"

Everyone in the Shenlong Sect was stunned at first, and after a moment, they were all furious.

An elder came out, looked at Chen Feng with a cold expression, and said in a cold voice: "You remnant of the Ziyang Sword Field, how dare you call our leader by his name? Who do you think you are?"

"You are worthy of meeting the leader? You must pass my test first!"

Chen Feng looked at him coldly, and squeezed out one word between his lips and teeth: "Get out!"

The elder of Shenlong Cult was furious: "What if I don't get out?"

Chen Feng's voice was extremely cold: "If you don't get out, you will die!"

As he spoke, Chen Feng slashed wildly with his sword.

The momentum of this sword was extremely violent. It seemed to this elder that he was also a master of the Soul Condensation Realm. However, after feeling the momentum of this sword, his face changed drastically, his figure quickly retreated, and he shouted loudly:

"Chen Feng, your strength has become so powerful?"

He was extremely horrified: "I didn't block this knife at all! As long as this knife falls, I feel that I will definitely die!"

Chen Feng laughed loudly: "You still want to escape? Can you escape?"

His feet were extremely fast and he chased after him, slashing out with his long knife.

With a loud bang, this elder, together with the seven or eight Shenlong Cult disciples behind him, were all killed by Chen Feng with one strike, turning into blood mist all over the sky.

Then, Chen Feng gave a bloodthirsty and cold smile, looked at these Shenlong Sect disciples, and said: "You have all killed the disciples of Ziyang Sword Field, and your hands are stained with the blood of disciples of Ziyang Sword Field!"

"Today, I will avenge them! All of you will die!"

As he said that, he rushed into the crowd of Shenlong Cult disciples,

Chen Feng was extremely fast and his dragon-slaying sword was extremely powerful. There were thousands of disciples of the Dragon Sect, but they had no advantage at all against Chen Feng.

Chen Feng slashed out with his sword and dozens of people were killed!

Their attacks had no effect on Chen Feng at all.

I saw Chen Feng moving forward, taking long strides and swinging his sword. These Dragon Sect disciples couldn't even slow down his speed.

He crushed him all the way, and wherever he passed, corpses lay everywhere, creating a passage of flesh and blood!

He is one against a thousand, but he, one, is constantly moving forward.

As for those thousands of people, they were beaten into chaos and retreated one after another.

These Shenlong Cult disciples suddenly panicked, and many of them lost their fighting spirit.

At this time, an elder shouted loudly: "Don't be anxious, don't be discouraged, he will never last long with the way he is playing."

"Within a dozen breaths at most, he will run out of true energy, and then he will let us kill him."

Chen Feng smiled coldly, looked at him and said, "Really?"

"Then, keep your eyes open and watch!"

Chen Feng's dragon-slaying knife passed directly by him, and instead of killing him, he went to kill others.

Soon, dozens of breaths passed. These Shenlong Cult disciples looked at Chen Feng expectantly, hoping to see the scene when Chen Feng's true energy was exhausted.

However, they were disappointed. Chen Feng was still as brave as the God of War and still extremely tyrannical.

With one slash, the power was even stronger than before.

Then, dozens of breaths passed, and Chen Feng had killed nearly a thousand Shenlong Cult disciples, but he still didn't feel tired.

Because at this time, Chen Feng's dantian, the clear spring in the ocean of true energy. The gurgling flow and continuous gushing brought Chen Feng extremely powerful staying power.

Let Chen Feng's true energy flow endlessly!

Chen Feng looked at the elder, smiled slightly, and said, "Do you think my true energy is exhausted?"

The elder was stunned, and then Chen Feng's dragon-slaying knife passed by and killed him directly.

At this time, these disciples of the Shenlong Sect had already collapsed.

They all shouted loudly: "Chen Feng is so powerful, how could he not get tired for so long? We are definitely no match for him!"

"If the fight continues, we will all die. Run away!"