Peerless Martial Soul

Chen Feng frowned. He saw the sly-looking man among the group of people who had just sold information to him, and he immediately realized something.

"You really can't show off your wealth. If you don't, you'll attract flies."

He saw the sinister-looking man pointing at him and saying a few words next to a burly man. The burly man came over and stared at him with greedy eyes: "Boy, leave your mustard bag with the inside." Hand over all your belongings and spare your life, otherwise, I will make you leave Baiyang Town without your life today."

Chen Feng couldn't help but reveal a wry smile, suddenly feeling very ridiculous.

He is the number one newcomer in the Qianyuan Sect, and he can be regarded as a young genius, but he is actually threatened by a small gang here in a small town? Who would believe it? If it reaches the Qianyuan Sect, I'm afraid people will laugh out loud.

Seeing that he didn't move and was still laughing, the burly man suddenly felt like he was being despised and said in a cold voice: "Little bastard, are you laughing at your motherly smile?"

As he said that, he slapped Chen Feng hard on the table. The table was shattered and plates were scattered all over the floor.

Chen Feng slowly stood up and looked at him coldly without saying a word. But this big man trembled all over, feeling as if he was being targeted by some ferocious beast.

"It's definitely an illusion." He comforted himself in his heart.

Chen Feng said calmly: "You spilled my food."

The burly man laughed wildly and said: "Not only did I knock over your food, I also beat you to death, you bastard."

Chen Feng looked coldly: "Now, lick these things on the ground clean, and I will spare your life."

"What?"

After a moment of silence, these people immediately burst into wild and disdainful laughter.

The burly man laughed so hard that he almost burst into tears. He turned around and said to his men: "Did you hear that? What did this little brat say? He told us to lick these things on the ground clean. Haha, it's really ridiculous. Do you think you are? Who? Is it the young master of the Bai family or the young master of the Yang family, who dares to talk to us like this? "

Everyone else in the restaurant also looked disdainful and amused.

The burly man's face then turned ferocious, and he stared at Chen Feng: "Little brat, you are dead. Now you lick these things clean for me, and I will let you keep a whole body, or I will let you die." They were made extremely ugly and then thrown outside the town to feed wild dogs.”

Chen Feng was too lazy to talk to them anymore, and the Purple Moon Sword suddenly came out of its sheath.

To deal with these people, he didn't even have to use any moves.

Everyone in the restaurant saw a white shadow flash past, and then Chen Feng stood there as if nothing had happened, sheathing his sword.

But the burly man and others still stood where they were, motionless.

Then, suddenly a blood streak appeared on their necks, and then the blood streak turned into a blood line. Then, a huge amount of blood spurted out, and their heads fell off their bodies.

Thump thump, headless corpses fell to the ground one after another. The dozen or so people brought by the big man were all killed, and no one was spared. But just now Chen Feng took action, it only happened in a moment.

Seeing this scene, many people in the restaurant exclaimed in surprise, and the eyes they looked at Chen Feng changed. They were originally disdainful, but now they are a little more solemn.

It's just that most people look at him like this, but a few people look at him with a bit more greed. In other words, their greedy eyes were fixed on the Purple Moon Knife in Chen Feng's hand.

The big man from the Tiger Gang stood up, and three or four people came with him. Several people gathered around and came to Chen Feng.

One of them sneered and said coldly: "This little brother is very ruthless. Unfortunately, you killed the wrong person. The person you killed is called Boss Wu. He happens to know me and is a subordinate of our Tiger Gang." , he has to pay us a lot of money every year. If you kill him now, what shall we say about this?"

Chen Feng knew at a glance that he was definitely lying. Boss Wu probably didn't know them at all.

He remained calm and said calmly: "What do you think we should do?"

Several big men were overjoyed. When they heard Chen Feng's tone, they thought he was weak and gave in.

The big man laughed wildly and said: "I am Mu Binhong, the helmsman of the Baiyang Town branch of the Tiger Gang. Boy, you killed our people. I should have killed you here directly, but I am in a good mood today, so you just need to use the Hand over the knife as compensation and let's get over this matter."

Chen Feng's heart brightened: "It turns out that he has taken a fancy to the Purple Moon Sword in my hand."

His silence for this moment was taken as a sign of weakness by the members of the Tiger Gang.

Mu Binhong stepped forward and grabbed the Purple Moon Sword in his hand. Chen Feng withdrew his hand and said in a cold voice: "Is it a robbery?"

Mu Binhong became angry with shame and shouted: "I want your knife to give you face!"

He said with a cold expression: "Boy, you don't know how to flatter me. Although you killed Boss Wu and others, they are just a few scoundrels. It is easy to kill them."