Peerless Martial Soul

Chen Feng slowly opened his eyes, looked at him, and said with a strange expression: "Are you talking about me?"

The tall and strong young man clenched his fists loudly: "Nonsense, who else can you say?"

As he spoke, his fist was wrapped in strong wind and blasted towards Chen Feng.

Chen Feng easily judged his strength: the peak of acquired ninth level.

The tall and strong young man had a ferocious smile on his face, as if he had seen Chen Feng being beaten to pieces by him, crying and begging for mercy.

"What a nasty fly." Chen Feng waved his hand impatiently.

Then the three teenagers felt that with the wave of the young man in green shirt in front of them, it seemed like a huge mountain was pressing down on them, with endless pressure.

The three of them turned pale instantly.

The Shenmen realm is not comparable to the Houtian realm. Chen Feng just waved his hand and exerted tens of thousands of kilograms of power. The tall and strong young man felt that he could not resist it at all.

There was a desperate struggle in his eyes, and he suddenly crushed a jade pendant around his waist. A yellow light shield appeared on the surface of his body. Chen Feng's power was blocked by the light shield. The light shield burst suddenly, but the power was also offset by 70%. It was this 30% power that fell on the tall and strong young man, which also made him If struck by lightning, he would scream and fly backwards, hitting the ground hard, spurting out blood.

He was already seriously injured!

The three teenagers looked at Chen Feng as if they were watching a ghost.

"How can this humble young man in green shirt be so terrifying?"

When Chen Feng looked at them, the three of them were so frightened that they quickly retreated. They had realized that even if the three of them joined forces, they were definitely no match for Chen Feng.

It's too scary. Just a wave of his hand is so powerful. I'm afraid he is already a master in the Shenmen realm!

Thinking of this, they were filled with despair.

Chen Feng said coldly: "If you dare to say another word again, I will kill you directly!"

The murderous aura rushed towards their faces, making the three teenagers sweat profusely and seemed to want to kneel to the ground.

After Chen Feng finished speaking, he closed the door and meditated.

As soon as he closed the door, the three teenagers breathed a sigh of relief.

The tall and strong young man looked at the jade pendant that was broken into two pieces and dimmed in his hand, and felt extremely heartbroken. This jade pendant was a life-saving thing given to him by his father before he left. Unexpectedly, it broke into pieces on the first day he entered the inner sect.

After the tall boy was injured, his strength was greatly reduced. The other two boys suddenly turned against him and threw him to the south room. The two of them divided the rooms.

In the south room, a tall and strong young man was lying on the ground, his face full of resentment and resentment.

"I, Li Nanxing, was born in Yangjia Town, Suiyang City, and established my family. I entered the ninth level of the acquired world at the age of seventeen. I have been praised as a genius by my family since I was a child. I am also proud and complacent, thinking that the world's heroes are nothing more than this!"

"But today I found out that there is someone outside. The young man in green shirt looks to be two years younger than me, but he has the terrifying strength of the Shenmen realm! You know, my father is only in this realm! It's really scary!"

"But, I won't just give up! You have made me like this, and I swear a poisonous oath here. Even if my life is shortened by a hundred years, I will still suffer the shame of today!"

The first night passed in cultivation.

In the early morning, Chen Feng stood up, opened the door, took a breath of cold air, stretched, and felt a burst of bones all over his body.

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "You can get twice the result with half the effort by practicing here, which is several times faster than practicing outside. Unfortunately, I don't know exactly how to practice in the Shenmen Realm, but I should know it after class today."

The doors of the other three rooms were pushed open one after another, and the other three teenagers came out. When they saw Chen Feng, they all showed fear.

Chen Feng ignored them, closed the door, walked out of the yard, and rushed to class.

He carried all his belongings with him in mustard bags and was not afraid of being stolen.

The classroom is at the outermost edge of this area, not far from the mountain gate. It is a very huge hall. There are hundreds of huge red-painted pillars, supporting this tens of thousands of square meters of hall. The floor is covered with blue bricks, and it is already filled with simple tables and chairs. It seems that it has been used by many senior disciples over the years.

Chen Feng found an inconspicuous corner in the middle row and sat down quietly.

After that, one after another, new disciples arrived.

This class is a big class. All new disciples must participate, regardless of class.

The other disciples from the outer sect spontaneously gathered around Chen Feng. Ran Changling is not here, and I don’t know where he went. Duan Wuxin, on the other hand, stayed far away, whispering from time to time to a gloomy young man next to him who was equally pale.

"Eat everything inside and out!" A tall and sturdy young man cursed in a low voice.

The young man's name is Wang Jingang. He has a half-step Shenmen cultivation. He mainly practices boxing and hard skills. He is extremely powerful when practicing kung fu. His physical strength makes him the most powerful among these people except Chen Feng.

Chen Feng smiled slightly and said: "King Kong, needless to say, everyone has his own ambitions. Duan Wuxin showed a distant look at this time, and he was still aboveboard. At least now he knows what kind of person he is, and there is no need to worry about his back in the future. Stab us with a knife."