Peerless Martial Soul

Chapter 1,433 Vicious

Chen Feng immediately knew why this person was standing in front of him. It turned out to be the backer invited by the prince.

At this time, Chen Feng also saw Mr. Wang next to him. Mr. Wang covered his face, and his face was still swollen.

He looked at Chen Feng with a look of resentment on his face, but there was an unconcealable pride in his resentment. He laughed arrogantly and said, "Haha, Chen Feng, you didn't expect that, did you?"

"I have invited Young Master Ling here. This time, since Young Master Ling has arrived, you will definitely die!"

"Young Master Ling can easily crush you with just one finger!"

Chen Feng looked at him, with a slight smile of disdain on his lips, and said softly: "Those who rely on human power!"

Prince Wang was so suppressed by Chen Feng's words that his face turned red and he couldn't breathe. He pointed at Chen Feng and said, "Say it again!"

"Things that rely on human strength!" Chen Feng said with a smile: "What? Am I right?"

"Aren't you someone who relies on others' power? If you didn't have this master, would you dare to be so arrogant in front of me?"

Prince Wang stared at Chen Feng with a face full of resentment, and said fiercely: "Boy, if you say this now, it will only make you even more miserable later!"

"If you say one more word now, I will break one more leg later! From now on, if you dare to say four more words, I will destroy all your limbs!"

"Oh? Really?" Chen Feng smiled coldly and said, "Then, I'm really looking forward to it. I'm waiting for you to cripple my limbs!"

At this time, the young man known as Young Master Ling frowned and said impatiently to Chen Feng: "Feng Chen, quickly kneel down and kowtow to the prince, and then abolish your cultivation, and I will forgive you. you."

"Otherwise..."

Chen Feng sneered: "Otherwise? So what?"

A look of cruelty flashed across Young Master Ling's face: "If you want to force me to do it myself, it won't be as simple as abolishing my cultivation."

"You will die, and the two women next to you will be even more miserable!"

A murderous intent flashed in Chen Feng's eyes. No matter what, he understood how to deal with him.

But now, Luo Zilan is Chen Feng's rival. Chen Feng will kill anyone who dares to touch Luo Zilan.

He said coldly: "I want to know, what do you want to say next?"

Young Master Ling walked up to Chen Feng, stared at him, and said fiercely, word for word: "I will sell them both to the most despicable brothel!"

"Let them be ridden by thousands of people, ride by ten thousand people, and you will be sent to hell, and you will be treated like a living bastard!"

Chen Feng's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he shouted angrily: "You are looking for death!"

"Hahahaha, am I looking for death? Do you know what you are talking about? I am a fifth-grade alchemist and a master of the fifth level of the Martial Lord Realm. Do you dare to say that I am looking for death? Are you out of your mind and crazy?"

Young Master Ling laughed loudly in disbelief.

The people around him also burst into laughter: "This Feng Chen is really arrogant. At his age, whether his strength can reach the Martial Lord realm is a question. How dare he tease and provoke Young Master Ling?"

"That's right, Master Ling can turn him into a pulp with just one slap!"

At this time, a charming woman next to Young Master Ling suddenly sneered disdainfully and said with a giggle: "Master Ling, look at that ugly face. Did you sell her to a brothel to scare the guests? "

She glanced at Luo Zilan and sneered with disdain: "This ugly monster..."

Then she looked at Chen Feng and said, "Although your talent is far inferior to that of my young master, your strength is also far behind. It can be said that you are nothing in front of him."

"But, if you have some strength in front of others, why do you find such an ugly monster by your side?"

Chen Feng stared at her with murderous intent in his eyes: "What did you say?"

"Am I wrong? If you are not ugly, why don't you dare to show your true colors? Why do you cover your face with a veil?"

Chen Feng was so angry that his face was livid, while Luo Zilan was trembling with sorrow in her eyes.

Her appearance was always the last thing she wanted to be mentioned, but now it was mentioned over and over again by this woman.

This is equivalent to uncovering her scars and then spreading a handful of salt on them.

Chen Feng stared at the woman and said in a cold voice: "Go over now and apologize to Sister Luo, otherwise..."

"What else?" the woman said arrogantly: "You loser, what can you do to me?"

She looked at Luo Zilan extremely provocatively: "Ugly, if you want others not to say you are ugly, then take off your veil and let others see."

Young Master Ling laughed at this time and said: "This ugly guy is very ugly, but he has a good figure."

"If she is not sold to a high-end brothel, she is sold to the lowest one to entertain the untouchables. If those untouchables enjoy her body, Feng Chen will definitely feel even more painful!"

"Hahahaha!" His men all let out vicious laughter.

Chen Feng took a deep breath. The rage and murderous intent in his eyes suddenly disappeared without a trace and became extremely calm, like a pool of lake water.

But beneath that calmness was the surging lava.

The murderous hatred in Chen Feng's heart has reached an extreme!

Looking at Luo Zilan's trembling body, he felt extremely heartbroken, and at the same time, the hatred in his heart was extremely strong.

He took Luo Zilanhua into his arms, patted his back gently, and whispered: "Sister Luo, you don't need to be as knowledgeable as them. In my heart, your face will always be the most beautiful."

Then, he suddenly stepped forward, looked at Young Master Ling, and said lightly: "Does the person named Ling dare to fight with me?"

Young Master Ling laughed loudly and said disdainfully: "Okay, I'm just waiting for your words!"

He rubbed his fists and said with a ferocious face: "Feng Chen, this time we duel, I can destroy you naturally, and no one can find any fault!"

It turned out that he was still wary of Chen Feng's identity as a third-grade alchemist, and he had to be a famous master before he could destroy Chen Feng.

Chen Feng didn't speak, just gave him a cold look and strode out.

When Young Master Ling was looked at by Chen Feng, he couldn't help but tremble violently. He felt as if he had been stabbed by a sharp sword, and his heart was filled with ice.

But then, he drove away the feeling of heart palpitations, laughed a little and said to himself: "How can this loser be my opponent?"

At this time, outside the main hall of the Alchemist Association, Chen Feng and Young Master Ling stood face to face.

Chen Feng looked indifferent, while Young Master Ling had a playful smile on his lips.

There were hundreds of people surrounding the two of them, and the number of onlookers was still increasing, and people were constantly talking around them.