Peerless Martial Soul

He glanced around, with a face full of arrogance: "I am now in this big forest, surrounded by countless trees. Here, I am invincible!"

"Oh? Really?" Chen Feng smiled slightly: "You might as well try it."

Yan Xinghui roared violently: "True Wood Sword Technique! Boundless Falling Wood!"

The long sword in his hand was raised high. Immediately, boundless wood spiritual power suddenly surged out from the long sword. Countless large trees around him were uprooted, and then they were smashed towards Chen Feng!

The momentum is extremely fierce.

But Chen Feng just smiled slightly, pressed his hand down, and said lightly: "Go back!"

Then the next moment, I saw that those big trees fell back one after another, and each tree fell to its previous position.

Exactly!

The entire forest seemed untouched.

Han Yu'er clapped her hands and said with a smile: "Junior brother, what a handsome skill!"

Yan Xinghui's eyes showed disbelief, and he exclaimed: "How is it possible? How can you be so strong?"

If you want to smash these big trees, you need the strength of at least a two-star Martial Emperor!

And if you want to be like Chen Feng, you don't know how difficult it is!

Suddenly, a panic surged in his heart. Suddenly, he realized something: "Is my behavior really ridiculous? Is this Chen Feng really a peerless master? Impossible, how could he be a peerless master? "

Han Yu'er looked at Yan Xinghui with a cold smile in her eyes: "Senior Brother Yan, a while ago, when I returned to the capital to find Junior Brother Chen Feng, I just heard that he killed Yun Potian."

"What? Did he kill Yun Potian?" Yan Xinghui suddenly trembled, with a look of fear in his eyes

"Wait, Chen Feng?"

He suddenly exclaimed: "Are you Chen Feng?"

He suddenly remembered the name Chen Feng, and suddenly thought of how terrifying this name was.

Suddenly, his face turned pale, he pointed at Chen Feng, his teeth chattered, and said in a trembling voice: "You, you are Chen Feng, are you that Chen Feng?"

Chen Feng smiled and said: "It seems that I am the only one!"

"How could you? Yun Potian is a two-star Martial Emperor master. How could you possibly kill him? Then wouldn't your strength reach that of a three-star Martial Emperor?" Yan Xinghui didn't have any of the arrogance or disdain he had just now. , with a face full of fear, looked at Chen Feng and said tremblingly.

Chen Feng smiled and said: "The Yun Potian of the two-star Martial Emperor you mentioned is the Yun Potian of a few years ago."

"A while ago, Yun Potian had an unexpected encounter, and his strength was promoted to a five-star Martial Emperor."

"What? He was promoted to a five-star martial emperor? That is a strength that even the ancestor of the sect has not reached. A five-star martial emperor is too terrifying!" Yan Xinghui roared in disbelief.

Suddenly, he thought of something, his face turned pale, and he stared at Chen Feng: "You, you killed the Five-Star Martial Emperor?"

Chen Feng touched his nose: "Yes, you guessed it right!"

With a bang, Yan Xinghui was so frightened that he sat down on the ground. His crotch was instantly wet. He was so frightened that Chen Feng made him pee.

He looked at Chen Feng and murmured: "Impossible, impossible, how can you be so powerful? How old are you? Impossible!"

He felt that his whole spirit had collapsed. Chen Feng was younger than him, but he could be so powerful.

And he immediately felt how ridiculous he was just now, daring to speak to Chen Feng in that tone, and saying that Chen Feng was not as powerful as him.

Little did he know that he couldn't even compare to him.

Chen Feng looked at him and his smile gradually deepened: "You guessed it right, but unfortunately there is no reward."

With that said, he slowly walked towards Yan Xinghui.

Yan Xinghui's face showed a look of extreme fear, and he said in a trembling voice: "What are you going to do? What are you going to do?"

Chen Feng smiled and said: "A person with your temperament will be a disaster after going out, and even lose the people of the Canglang Sword Sect."

"In this case, I don't mind cleaning up the Canglang Sword Sect first!"

Saying that, Chen Feng pointed out.

Yan Xinghui screamed wildly: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, don't kill me, please!"

He knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

Chen Feng smiled and said: "Don't worry, I won't kill you."

With a pop, it pressed on his Dantian.

With a bang, Yan Xinghui's dantian shattered, and all his power collapsed instantly.

He threw himself heavily on the ground, with no trace of strength left in his body.

He was actually directly destroyed by Chen Feng!

Yan Xinghui let out a shrill scream: "My cultivation, my strength! Ah!"

Chen Feng looked at her and said calmly: "Say one more thing and I will kill you."

Yan Xinghui was immediately frightened like a quail in the cold wind, huddled aside, not daring to say a word.

Chen Feng glanced at him with disdain, smiled and said, "Now you know who is a waste, right?"

"Yes, yes, yes, I know, I am a waste, I am a waste." Yan Xinghui said quickly, looking at Chen Feng with a flattering look on his face.

At this moment, he was like a dog fawning over his master.

Chen Feng patted his face: "As a human being, you must be self-aware."

With that said, he turned to Han Yu'er and said, "Let's go, senior sister."

Han Yu'er smiled slightly, took Chen Feng's arm, and the two left.

During the whole process, she didn't even try to persuade Chen Feng. Although Yan Xinghui was her senior brother, Han Yu'er had such a temper.

Everything she did focused on Chen Feng, and whatever Chen Feng said was what she said.

Yan Xinghui offended Chen Feng. It was good enough that she did not kill Yan Xinghui. How could she plead to Chen Feng for Yan Xinghui?

Chen Feng followed Han Yu'er up the mountain and soon arrived at the mountain gate of the Canglang Sword Sect.

The Canglang Sword Sect is very delicate and elegant. It is not a continuous hall, but separate pavilions layer by layer. There is only a tall ancestral hall in the center.

Come to think of it, that is the core of their sect.

Chen Feng asked Han Yu'er with some worry: "Do you think his aunt will hate me if I deal with Yan Xinghui like this?"

Chen Feng was not worried about himself, but was afraid that Han Yu'er would be hurt and Han Yu'er would not be happy here. "

Han Yu'er also knew his worries and said with a smile: "Junior brother, don't worry, the master's uncle is a generous man and won't care."

Chen Feng nodded and made up his mind. If the head master was not the kind of person Han Yu'er said, he would take Han Yu'er away directly and would not let her stay here to suffer.

Han Yu'er raised her voice and shouted: "Master, master, uncles, my junior brother Chen Feng is here to see me."

Her voice spread far away, and then, the doors to the pavilions opened one after another, and someone walked out.