Peerless Martial Soul

He roared ferociously: "I don't believe you can still escape!"

Chen Feng smiled and said, "Sorry, I can just avoid it."

The entire right shoulder twisted and disappeared, and the long sword brushed against Chen Feng's body.

Ying Pengchi was almost driven crazy by the excitement. He roared and thrust out his sword.

This sword stabbed directly into Chen Feng's chest, and a big hole suddenly appeared in Chen Feng's chest, and the long sword stabbed directly into the empty space!

At this time, it was easy for Chen Feng to kill Ying Pengchi, but he did not take any initiative in accordance with his previous agreement!

Ten moves, gone in the blink of an eye.

Ying Pengchi's eyes were blood red, he was roaring angrily and still attacking Chen Feng.

He almost went crazy.

Chen Feng's eyes turned cold: "Seeking death!"

Kicked him out, breaking his muscles and bones, spurting out blood, and his body flew out and hit the ground.

Chen Feng smiled and said: "Ying Pengchi, now kneel down quickly and call grandpa!"

Ying Pengchi gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Chen Feng stared at him, his eyes gradually became colder, and he made a sound in his nose: "Huh?"

Ying Pengchi shivered heavily. He had basically calmed down now and immediately realized how huge the gap between himself and Chen Feng was!

He didn't dare to resist anymore, and with a bang, he knelt on the ground and said in a trembling voice: "Grandson, grandson has seen grandpa."

Chen Feng laughed loudly and was extremely happy.

Ying Pengchi had no shame in staying here any longer, so he left with a livid face without saying goodbye.

But when he left, the malice in his eyes meant that today's events would never end like this.

However, Chen Feng didn't take his grudge to heart at all.

Chen Feng simply didn't care about this kind of people.

He smiled slightly and said: "This person has gone away, now we can have a good drink and continue."

Everyone smiled bitterly: "Once these poems of yours come out, who can recite them?"

Lin Moyu was quite emotional at this time. He suddenly raised his wine glass and paid respect to everyone in Yue.

Everyone in Yue was suddenly shocked and said: "Master Lin, this is not possible. How can you respect me? I should respect you!"

Lin Moyu shook his head, with a look of sincerity on his face, and said, "This glass of wine is not for you, but for you, Hongxiulou."

"I still remember that the first time my wife and I met was at the Mandala Flower Festival Poetry Recital in your Red Sleeve Building fifty years ago."

Everyone Yue nodded and said, "I have heard Master mention this matter before."

Lin Moyu had a sad look on his face, his voice was low, and his face was miserable: "It's a pity that my wife has left me now, and we are separated forever!"

Seeing his expression, Chen Feng sighed softly: "I expected that my heart would be broken every year, on a bright moonlit night, in the short pine hills!"

Hearing these words, Lin Moyu was stunned.

His body stayed there, and he suddenly raised his head, tears splashing out of his eyes.

He suddenly jumped up in the air, drunkenly, madly, and shouted: "On a bright moonlit night, Short Pine Hill!"

"Heartbreak, on a bright moonlit night, short of Matsuoka!"

He looked like he was going crazy!

It was actually because Chen Feng's words truly spoke to the deepest part of his heart.

Suddenly, he let out a sharp roar, like a long sword suddenly being unsheathed, and his sword skills were sprayed across the sky.

This swordsmanship is extremely powerful, but it also has a hint of ecstasy, sadness and pain!

Everyone was dazzled by the sight, and they all lowered their voices and said, "What kind of sword technique is this? I have never seen or heard of it before."

"It seems that the artistic conception is very similar to the poem just now. Could it be said that this was just now..."

"Is this the swordsmanship that Academician Lin realized because of those three sentences just now?"

As soon as this sentence was said, everyone was shocked.

But think about it, this is the most reasonable explanation.

Some people sighed and said: "This sword technique has at least reached the fifth level of heaven. Academician Lin is really at an extremely high level. He is a scholar of heaven. He can create such a sword technique casually."

After a long time, Lin Moyu fell to the ground.

And his mood now seems to be much calmer and calmer than before, and the gloomy air that has been lingering on his face seems to have diminished a lot now.

He suddenly looked at Chen Fengfeng and said softly: "Chen Feng, today I have been squeezed out by you after years of boredom and pain. I am very grateful in my heart. I can grant you a request."

Everyone was excited and looked at Chen Feng with envious eyes.

This was a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy at that time, one of the top five people in the Tianyuan Dynasty, and a top powerhouse with the lowest legendary realm reaching the level of a two-star or even a three-star Martial Emperor!

How precious is a promise from such a person?

They all looked at Chen Feng, wondering what kind of request he would make.

At this time, Chen Feng's heart moved: "Lin Moyu suddenly realized that a sword technique he created at will is so superb and tyrannical. This shows how advanced this person's sword technique is!"

"As for senior sister Han Yu'er, isn't her weapon just a sword?"

He looked at Lin Moyu, then took Han Yueryuan's hand and walked over.

Han Yu'er seemed to know what Chen Feng wanted to say, and there was some uncontrollable excitement on her face.

Chen Feng smiled and said: "Master Lin, I would like to ask you to accept my senior sister as your disciple."

"What?" Accept your senior sister as a disciple? "Lin Moyu was stunned. He didn't expect that Chen Feng would make such a request.

Not just him, almost everyone was stunned, and they didn't expect it.

They all thought that Chen Feng would ask for a favor for themselves, but they didn't expect that he would ask for a favor for the woman next to him.

Many people had expressions of incomprehension on their faces. You know, this is a promise made by a master of the Martial Emperor Realm!

What a huge benefit this is?

But he didn't hesitate and gave it to the woman next to him.

But many women next to him had envious expressions on their faces, thinking to themselves: "It would be great if I had such a considerate husband."

Chen Ziyuan watched from the side, feeling indescribable sorrow in her heart, and this sorrow was also filled with incomparable envy.

She warned herself softly in her heart: "Chen Ziyuan? What are you thinking about?"

"Brother Chen Feng has found such a beautiful wife, and the two of them are so loving. You should be happy for him!"

She kept warning herself in her mind, but the tears couldn't stop falling.

When Lin Moyu looked at Chen Feng, his admiration became even stronger. From the fact that he is still thinking about his deceased wife, he knew that he had extremely deep feelings for his deceased wife, and Chen Feng was so affectionate towards the woman next to him. Naturally, he agreed quite a bit.

He pondered for a moment and said: "Chen Feng, I am a single man after all. Taking your senior sister as my apprentice will bring many inconveniences."