Peerless Martial Soul

"Well, I will listen to you." Han Yu'er nodded very softly.

Lying in Chen Feng's arms at this time, she felt particularly safe, as if it was none of her business if the sky fell.

She felt relaxed and lost too much blood, so she immediately fell asleep. Chen Feng picked her up and walked under the stage of transcending life and death.

Zheng Wu shouted sternly: "Trash, where are you going? Are you too timid to accept the challenge?"

Chen Feng said calmly: "I will send Senior Sister down. Don't worry, since I have promised you, I will never break my promise."

His voice was calm and without any ripples, but in the eyes of Zheng Wu and other disciples, this was a sign of cowardice.

He seemed to be afraid, because at this time, a normal person's mood should be very angry.

"Look at that loser," the people below commented one after another: "He is obviously so scared that he still has to hold on and pretend to be calm."

Chen Feng turned a deaf ear, hugged Han Yuer and came down from the stage of life and death, let Bai Mo look at her, and said softly: "Take good care of senior sister."

Bai Mo nodded heavily: "Elder brother, don't worry!"

Chen Feng walked onto the stage of life and death, closed his eyes slightly, held his hand on the handle of the knife, then suddenly raised his head and opened his eyes. At this moment, Zheng Wu, who was standing opposite him, had an illusion. It seemed that Chen Feng was like a sharp blade unsheathed. His glory had been buried before, but now he was finally about to shine!

At this moment, Zheng Wu was so stunned that he forgot to breathe.

Chen Feng stared at him and said calmly: "You have ruined my senior sister's cultivation, and I want you to pay for it with your life!"

Zheng Wu laughed disdainfully at the onlookers below and said, "Did you hear that? What did this loser say? This loser actually said he wanted my life! Hahahaha, it's so ridiculous! How dare a loser say such nonsense? "

The onlookers below all agreed, and someone shouted loudly: "Senior Brother Zheng, kill this loser and waste your time with him. It is simply a shame!"

"good!"

Zheng Wu laughed. He was best at boxing attacks. He stepped forward and punched Chen Feng hard.

The fist wind swept across, forming a dragon-shaped cyclone in the air. The dragon-shaped cyclone stirred the air. It was more than three meters long and as thick as a human waist, and it slammed into Chen Feng.

There was an exclamation from the crowd!

"It turns out to be Dragon Slayer Fist. This is a seventh-grade Huang-level martial skill. It's very powerful!"

"The martial art of Dragon Slayer Fist is very precious. Only disciples of the inner sect who have made great achievements can practice it. When did you get the secret book?"

"Does this need to be said? It must have been taught to him by Senior Brother Su. Senior Brother Su has made great achievements and started practicing the Dragon Slayer Fist two years ago!"

"The Dragon-Slaying Fist is so powerful, the loser on the other side will definitely not be able to resist it! How many moves do you think he can sustain under Senior Brother Zheng?"

"I guess it's three moves!"

"How is that possible? You think too highly of this good-for-nothing. I guess he can't sustain even one move. He will die if he is attacked by the Dragon Slayer Fist!"

Hearing the comments from the people around him, Zheng Wu became even more proud. He laughed wildly and said: "Trash, kneel down in front of me and kowtow, and I will let you die a quick death. Otherwise, I will use the Dragon Slayer Fist to kill all your body parts." All the muscles and bones were ground to pieces, but you couldn’t die and suffered so much pain!”

Chen Feng sneered: "Really?"

Just when the cyclone was still two or three meters away from him, he suddenly drew his sword.

The sword light was as bright as lightning, and everyone felt as if their eyes suddenly lit up.

With just one strike, Chen Feng smashed the whirlpool of the Dragon Slayer Fist into pieces and dissipated it in the air.

Then there was another knife, and everyone felt a flash in front of them, and then a burst of blood appeared. Then they saw a head flying high, and Zheng Wu's expression of disbelief condensed on his face.

Everyone was shocked. The scene was completely silent, no one spoke, everyone just stared at this scene blankly!

How can it be? How can it be?

Senior Brother Zheng Wu is a strong man with six orifices in the first level of Shenmen Realm. How could he be defeated by this unknown waste with two swords?

And beheaded! Two knives, only two knives were used, clean and neat!

Senior Brother Zheng Wu had no power to fight back.

The two swords, which were like lightning flashing across the sky, left a very deep impression on everyone, and many people were amazed.

"It's too strong, it's so strong, it actually killed Senior Brother Zheng Wu instantly!"

As for those who had expressed disdain for Chen Feng just now, their faces were burning, and they wished they could dive into the cracks in the ground.

They were slapped hard in the face.

"What's his name?" people exclaimed.

At this time, Bai Mo and others were very proud and loudly said to the surroundings: "This is the senior brother of our outer sect who entered the inner sect this year, the top ten disciples, Chen Feng, who is ranked 19th on the newcomer list!"

It turned out to be this year's new talent, and he was actually the 19th ranked player on the rookie list.

After everyone heard this, they felt that it was no wonder.

“No wonder this year’s class is called the upcoming golden generation!”