Peerless Martial Soul

Chapter 1,372 Terrifying Strength!

This is the first time in recent times that Chen Feng has felt like this.

Even a strong man at the second level of the Martial Lord Realm could not make him feel this kind of oppression. Chen Feng was shocked: "This person is so powerful, he is definitely many times more powerful than Du Qingqing and the others!"

Even the old man deep in the hall had his eyes locked and his heart tightened slightly: "Why is this old guy here?"

The middle-aged man in purple robe looked at Chen Feng, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, which was full of cruelty.

He nodded slowly and said: "He is indeed a young hero. At only nineteen years old, he already has a cultivation level comparable to the third level of the Martial Lord Realm!"

"Chen Feng, your strength is beyond my expectation. From this point of view, my son's death in your hands is not unjust!"

Chen Feng looked at him, frowned, and said in a cold voice, "Are you the governor of Yongzhou?"

"That's right!" The middle-aged man in purple robe said proudly: "I am the governor of Yongzhou, Yong Changxi!"

Seeing Yong Changxi, the prefect of Yongzhou, the faces of the people kneeling on the ground showed expressions of ecstasy, and they shouted loudly: "Master Taishou, we are incompetent and have been defeated by this kid. Come and save us!"

Yong Changxi looked at them, with a fierce look in his eyes, and said coldly: "A bunch of trash!"

"Four people were beaten like this by one person. How dare you ask for help here?"

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and a huge burst of energy suddenly came out, which immediately blasted all four of them into a ball of flesh. They were killed without even having time to scream!

Chen Feng's eyes narrowed. This person was really cruel and ruthless. He would kill even his own subordinates at his request!

Yong Changxi walked slowly towards Chen Feng, his aura increasing continuously, a slight sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said slowly: "After my son died, I swore an oath that I would send you to hell to be buried with him! It seems like , today, this vow will come true!"

His aura increased crazily, and Chen Feng felt like a mountain was pressing on his shoulders, making him unable to breathe at all.

Chen Feng's face was red, his body was overwhelmed, and with a bang, he knelt directly on the ground.

When Yong Changxi saw this scene, he laughed loudly, his momentum continued to increase, and another mountain pressed on Chen Feng.

This momentum has become twice as powerful as before.

Chen Feng gritted his teeth, with a hint of anger in his eyes.

He knew Yong Changxi's plan. Yong Changxi wanted to crush him to death directly with his momentum, without even using his hands!

Moreover, he did this just to humiliate himself!

Chen Feng looked up to the sky and roared: "I, Chen Feng, stand proudly between heaven and earth, how can I suffer such humiliation?"

As he spoke, Chen Feng suddenly raised his head, and golden springs surged in his dantian.

The true energy all over his body surged out, and the thunder dragon swam away. A burst of electric light appeared around Chen Feng's body. White light and lightning swirled around, instantly shattering the pressure on his body.

Chen Feng suddenly stood up and stood proudly between heaven and earth!

There was a look of surprise on Yong Changxi's face: "I didn't expect you, a kid, to have some strength and be able to withstand my momentum?"

There was a ferocious look on his lips: "Well, if that's the case, then I'll just do it!"

As he spoke, he flew high into the air, hanging in the sky, and then slowly clapped out his palms.

A stream of golden light spurted out from his body and condensed into three huge palm prints in the air. These three huge palm prints pressed down on Chen Feng!

It seemed that the speed was very slow, but Chen Feng felt that all his auras were locked and all escape routes were blocked, leaving only one way to hold on!

Or to be more precise: close your eyes and wait for death!

This huge momentum was simply unbearable for Chen Feng!

There was a roar in his throat, and the dragon-slaying knife slashed out fiercely. Chen Feng used his strongest move: the thunder dragon soared into the sky and shattered the stars!

Nine thunder dragons roared down and hit the three huge palm prints heavily.

But it was useless. The nine thunder dragons were smashed into pieces, and the trick that was enough to kill a master in the Martial Lord Realm was completely useless against these three palm seals.

The three palm prints, still unscathed, were pressed heavily against Chen Feng.

There was a loud bang, and three palm prints hit the place where Chen Feng was.

Then everyone around was shocked to see that where Chen Feng was, the ground completely disappeared, and an extremely huge palm print appeared.

The palm print was a hundred meters in diameter and tens of meters deep, and Chen Feng was directly photographed in the middle of this huge palm print alive.

His body was still for a moment, and then he began to twitch slowly. Chen Feng shrank up with difficulty and drank a few mouthfuls of blood.

At this time, he was in terrible condition, with many bruises all over his body, and his body was almost reduced to a thin piece of paper!

With one move, he was seriously injured and on the verge of death by Yong Changxi!

Everyone's faces showed a look of shock: "This Yong Changxi is really extremely powerful. Chen Feng is enough to kill a Martial Lord Realm master in an instant, but he has no power to fight back in front of him!"

Chen Feng was also shocked: "How high is this person's cultivation level? He is so tyrannical?"

Yong Changxi looked at Chen Feng's miserable state and laughed loudly: "Chen Feng, little bastard, today is the day when you will die! Go down and bury my son with him!"

As he spoke, three more huge palm prints were made.

Chen Feng had no power to fight back. It seemed that this time he could only close his eyes and wait for death.

However, he is unwilling to give in, he is unyielding! There was a look of extreme anger on his face!

He waved the dragon-slaying knife desperately, trying to make the final blow!

Even if he dies, he will fight to the death like a warrior!

And just when these three big hand seals were about to arrive in front of Chen Feng, suddenly, an old voice came: "You are treating me like nothing if you commit such crimes in the Mad War Academy!"

As he spoke, a huge force surged from the slanting stab, hitting the three huge palm prints heavily.

There was a loud noise, and three golden palm prints disappeared directly, and an old figure was also beaten into the air. After landing, he fell back dozens of meters, groaned, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

There was a trace of surprise on Yong Changxi's face. When he turned around, he saw that the person who had received the palm just now was actually the old man deep in the hall.

He raised his eyebrows and said, "So it turns out that you, an old immortal, are about to be in a coffin, and you still want to meddle in your own business here?"

The old man smiled and was about to speak when he suddenly coughed violently and coughed up two mouthfuls of blood.

Then he smiled and said: "This is my Kuezhan Academy, and I am the dean of Kuezhan Academy. I will not allow you to bully the students of my Kuezhan Academy here!"

"What? He is actually the dean?"