Peerless Martial Soul

Chapter 1522: I just go too far!

"Yes, what does this mean? This young man's strength has definitely surpassed the third and fourth levels of the Martial Lord Realm. So this young man is definitely not an unknown person, he must be a genius in Wuyang City!"

The bearded middle-aged man stood up from the ground in embarrassment. He stared at Chen Feng with a sinister look on his face: "Little brat, you are so brave. Do you know who I am? You dare to call me Overturn!"

Chen Feng looked cold and said, "You almost trampled this little girl to death just now. Now, come here and apologize to her!"

"What?" The middle-aged man had a look of disbelief on his face: "What did you say? You asked me to apologize to her?"

Chen Feng said coldly: "I want you to kneel down and apologize to her!"

The bearded middle-aged man showed a ferocious and bloodthirsty look on his face: "Little boy, let me tell you, I am a personal soldier of Lieyanhou!"

"Oh, Lie Yanhou, right?" Chen Feng immediately thought of Feng Ruhuo.

The bearded middle-aged man looked at Chen Feng proudly and said proudly: "How are you? Are you scared? If you are scared, just kneel down and apologize to me, and then offer this little bitch with both hands!"

He licked his lips and said greedily: "Now I can see that although this little girl is not old, she has a really good figure. Fortunately, I didn't trample her to death just now, otherwise I would probably regret it now!"

Chen Feng stared at him and repeated coldly: "I asked you to come over and apologize to her!"

"What?" The bearded middle-aged man said with a look of disbelief: "You know that I am a personal soldier of Lieyanhou, but you still dare to talk to me like this?"

He shouted coldly: "Little brat, you are seeking death. Now your life is no longer yours. I can take it away at any time if I want it. You have completely offended me."

Chen Feng stared at him and suddenly stretched out three fingers: "I've said it three times!"

"It's only three things! Since you won't come over and apologize, then I have no choice but to do it myself!"

"What? You still want to fight with me?" The bearded middle-aged man laughed with great disdain: "Do you think you will be my opponent?"

"Baby, you are so arrogant!"

The people watching around also made disdainful sounds.

"The weakest of Lieyanhou's personal soldiers have reached the Martial Lord realm. This young man is definitely no match."

"That's right, this young man is so arrogant that he dares to challenge Lie Yanhou's personal army. Alas, he is young and ignorant after all!"

The bearded middle-aged man said proudly: "Little boy, I have the strength of the fourth level of the Martial Lord Realm. I was thrown away by you just now because I was caught off guard. If I really want to take action, I can easily kill you!"

Chen Feng sneered: "Really?"

The middle-aged man shouted: "I will kill you now!"

As he spoke, he jumped into the air and unsheathed the long black iron sword in his hand.

This long knife was also made of a special material and was extremely strong. As soon as it was slashed out, there were hissing sounds everywhere in the air, and countless small black space cracks appeared in an instant.

Then these black space cracks, along with the long knife, fell towards Chen Feng.

If Chen Feng were touched, he would be torn into millions of pieces by countless space cracks and cut into pieces with thousands of swords!

Chen Feng smiled coldly, punched out, and with a loud bang, Chen Feng's fist and the long knife collided hard.

An extremely violent wave of air came, and with a bang, the long knife in the hand of the bearded middle-aged man, the gap in space, and the tyrannical momentum were all shattered in an instant.

Chen Feng's fist seemed to have passed through the sky, passed through a powerful momentum, and was printed directly on his chest.

The bearded middle-aged man let out a scream, a mouthful of blood spurted out and fell heavily to the ground, all the bones in his chest collapsed.

He looked at Chen Feng in horror and shouted loudly: "You can actually reward me, who is at the fifth level of the Martial Lord Realm. What kind of strength do you have, little brat?"

A smile appeared on Chen Feng's face.

This is because he didn't use all his strength. If he had wanted to, the punch he just made could have killed the bearded middle-aged man!

The reason why he is not killed is because there is still some use in keeping him.

Chen Feng walked over slowly. The bearded middle-aged man was still not afraid at this time, with a very arrogant look on his face and said:

"Little brat, don't think you are powerful. I am a member of Lieyanhou's personal army. If you really dare to do anything to me, Lieyanhou will never let you go. You won't survive more than three days!"

Chen Feng smiled and said, "Oh? Really?"

He stepped forward and suddenly slapped the bearded middle-aged man hard on the face. The bearded middle-aged man tilted his head, a mouthful of blood mixed with broken teeth spurted out, and he let out a scream.

He glared at Chen Feng, his face filled with resentment: "Okay, little brat, I won't let you go!"

"Pah!" Another slap.

His face was still filled with resentment.

So, "Pa", another slap.

Positive and negative, Chen Feng slapped his ears dozens of times, turning his face into a pig's head.

The bearded middle-aged man finally showed a look of fear on his face. Chen Feng did not hesitate to strike, his face was extremely cold. He suddenly realized that this young man really dared to kill him.

Even beating him to death like this!

Chen Feng said coldly: "Do you still dare to be so harsh?"

He swallowed his anger and said, feeling extremely humiliated, "I don't dare anymore!"

Chen Feng shouted coldly: "Then go over and apologize to her!"

The bearded middle-aged man no longer dared to disobey Chen Feng. He walked over to the little girl, knelt on the ground, banged his head, and shouted unwillingly: "I almost almost did it just now." I’ll kill you, I’m sorry!”

Then Huo Ran stood up, stared at Chen Fenghou and said, "Is that okay?"

Chen Feng said coldly: "How can an apology only end with one end? Is it sincere?"

The bearded middle-aged man said angrily: "Don't bully others too much!"

Chen Feng sneered and said, "I just went too far in bullying people today!"

As he spoke, he flashed to the side of the bearded middle-aged man, pressed his head, and knocked his head a dozen times before letting him stand up.

A hint of imperceptible resentment flashed in the eyes of the bearded middle-aged man, and he pretended to be submissive: "Can I leave now?"

Chen Feng smiled coldly: "The account between you and him is over, but the account between us still needs to be settled!"

"What do you mean?" The bearded middle-aged man had a bad feeling.

"What do you mean?" Chen Feng said coldly: "You called me a pariah or a brat a few times just now, so I just punched you a few times. Isn't that too much?"

A cold smile appeared on Chen Feng's face, and he suddenly roared violently and punched out.

At this time, a roar came from the distance: "Stop!"

After hearing this, Chen Feng paused slightly, but then continued to move forward, but his attacks became even more ruthless.