Peerless Martial Soul

Chapter 1691: One of the ten great masters, Zi Yan!

Chen Feng hurried day and night, and soon arrived a thousand miles away from the Nirvana Sword Gate.

In just one more day, Chen Feng can rush back to the Nirvana Sword Sect.

Chen Feng used the Swift Wind Purple Lightning Step as he hurried on, constantly familiarizing himself with the practice.

At this time, the cyan cyclones the size of fists surrounding his body had increased from thirty in the past few days to forty now. Every time Chen Feng flashed, he could appear more than 400 meters away at extremely fast speeds. quick.

Just when his figure flashed again, suddenly, a cold snort came from the void in front of him.

This cold snort was not loud, but it was like Huang Zhong Da Lu, like a thunderbolt from the blue, striking down hard.

With a bang, Chen Feng felt that with this cold snort, the only sound he heard in the world was this sound. There was a buzzing sound in his ears, and his mind was suddenly confused. His brain was confused, his seven orifices were bleeding, and he was directly knocked out. It was so shocked that it fell heavily from the air to the ground.

There was a muffled groan, and blood was already spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Chen Feng was extremely horrified: "What kind of existence is this, unexpectedly attacking me?"

It's just a cold wind, but it has such a powerful force!

Chen Feng stared at the void in front of him with cold eyes, and said in a cold voice: "Which friend is this sneaky? Get out of here quickly!"

In the void, a voice full of ridicule suddenly came: "Hey, I didn't expect that you are quite brave, kid, you dare to speak to me in such a tone."

"Okay, now you have added another crime to offend me. Later, I will treat you even more harshly and let you taste the misery of the world!"

As the sound sounded, a figure slowly emerged in the void.

This turned out to be a purple-robed young man. The robe on his body did not feel like it was made of any kind of fabric or satin, but rather like a large ball of flames, swirling around his body.

As soon as he appeared, Chen Feng felt that the temperature in the air suddenly seemed to increase by dozens of degrees.

All of a sudden, the coolness in the mountains turned into a scorching heat. On the ground, the grass was dry, and the leaves of the big tree next to it were instantly browned, which also proved that Chen Feng's feeling was not an illusion.

The surrounding temperature is indeed rising.

The air around his body seemed to be distorted, and it was obvious that the heat was emanating from him.

Chen Feng couldn't help but be a little horrified: "Who is this person? His body is so hot? He didn't use any moves, and his momentum didn't even increase. He was able to have such an effect! It's really terrifying!"

Chen Feng looked at this person carefully. He was tall and handsome, and could even be said to be more feminine, with a face as beautiful as a woman's.

But the murderous look between his brows was secretly frightening.

Chen Feng finally confirmed again and again that he had never seen this person before.

Chen Feng stared at him and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you? I am sure that I have never met you, let alone have any grudge against you?"

"Why did you sneak up on me and kill me as soon as you came up?"

"Ha, a sneak attack on you? Who do you think you are, worthy of my sneak attack?" The purple-robed young master sneered disdainfully.

He stared at Chen Feng, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing an evil and maniacal smile: "Since you dare to kill my servant, you must be prepared to be killed by me."

"Although that servant is a slave, he has been with me for more than ten years. He is loyal and has done a lot for me. If he dies, I will naturally avenge him!"

"Moreover, the pain he suffered during his lifetime will be inflicted on your body ten times more!"

Chen Feng suddenly shrank his eyes, looked at him and said, "So, you are Xiong Chengjing!"

"Yes, I am Xiong Chengjing!"

The purple-robed young master said proudly. He raised his chin, looked down at Chen Feng, and said lightly in a condescending manner: "Untouchable, do you know? I am one of the top ten young masters of the Thirty-Seven Dragon Slaying Kingdoms! Young Master Ziyan !”

"It's powerful, and its status is extremely noble, many times more than you! It's an honor for you to die in my hands!"

Chen Feng stared at him with a cold look in his eyes: "I will not feel honored to die in anyone's hands. It would be better for you to die in my hands!"

"Untouchable, how arrogant!"

Xiong Chengjing reprimanded him coldly: "Do you think it's possible for you to defeat me?"

Chen Feng laughed loudly and wildly: "I, Chen Feng, am not one of those people who is greedy for life and afraid of death, and will voluntarily admit defeat? If you want to kill me, then fight!"

"You are being stubborn, right?" Xiong Chengjing looked coldly: "In that case, fine, then I will destroy your skills, break your limbs, and make you crawl on the ground like a dog!"

"Let's see how arrogant you still have it!"

As he spoke, his aura steamed up.

At the same time, purple flames seemed to be burning on his body. The flames spread from the side of his body to a radius of ten meters, and the temperature in the air suddenly increased by dozens of degrees.

On the ground, vegetation died, and many trees even burned directly.

You know, these trees are thousands of meters away from Xiong Chengjing!

A look of horror flashed through Chen Feng's eyes: "Is this the mysterious fire?"

The mysterious fire can reach such a powerful state, at least it is comparable to Chen Feng's Honglian Earth Heart Fire.

Xiong Chengjing looked up to the sky and laughed, with a sneer on his face, and said disdainfully: "You ignorant pariah, what is the mysterious fire?"

"Tell you, this is my bloodline, this is the power that my powerful and noble bloodline gives me!"

"What? Bloodline?" Chen Feng's pupils shrank.

There was a time when he thought he had some kind of magical bloodline, but later he discovered that this was not the case. The reason why he had that ability was because of the dragon's blood in his dantian.

Later, after the dragon blood was exhausted, Chen Feng lost those abilities forever, which also made him realize that he did not have any noble blood.

"You pariah, it's useless for me to tell you these things. A pariah like you, let alone having blood, I'm afraid I've never heard of it!"

He laughed wildly and said: "Untouchable, I am impatient to talk nonsense to you anymore. Now, suffer death!"

Chen Feng said coldly: "It seems that you are always the one talking nonsense!"

Xiong Chengjing became angry from embarrassment. When facing Chen Feng, he was always filled with a strong sense of superiority and looked down at Chen Feng. At this time, Chen Feng dared to talk to him like this, which made him angry and his voice became extremely cold:

"Untouchable, you are so impudent, how dare you offend me!"

As he spoke, he pounced towards Chen Feng in the air.

At the same time, the momentum on his body surged and increased crazily.