Peerless Martial Soul

The Bai family and the Yang family are the two largest families in Baiyang Town. The Bai family is in the west of the town, and the Yang family is in the east of the town. They have a large house.

Yang Yuanzhou took him to a courtyard. There were already many people here. When they saw Chen Feng come in, many people looked at him up and down. After seeing his age, there was a trace of contempt in their eyes.

After all, Chen Feng is young and doesn't show much aura.

Yang Yuanzhou came to the center of the courtyard and smiled at everyone inside: "This is Mr. Feng Chen, a powerful man. He has recently joined us. Please familiarize yourself with him."

A cold-looking man came out and came to Chen Feng with a sinister smile on his lips: "Little bastard, I don't know how you got in, but here we are king with fists and strength speaks for itself. If you want to join us, Here, if you want to share the benefits from us, you have to pass under my fist."

Chen Feng glanced at Yang Yuanzhou, who looked at him with a smile and said with a smile: "Master Feng, this is Hou Jianzhong, a famous master in Baiyang Town. How about you two competing against each other?"

He also wanted to weigh Chen Feng's strength. After all, he heard what happened to Chen Feng in the restaurant and did not witness it with his own eyes.

Chen Feng looked at Yang Yuanzhou, originally wanting to ask how such things were handled here, but Hou Jianzhong thought that Chen Feng was showing weakness and asked Yang Yuanzhou for help.

He became more and more disdainful and sneered: "Little bastard, no one can help you now."

As he spoke, he punched Chen Feng hard. Chen Feng shook his head slightly and sighed helplessly.

This Hou Jianzhong is just a master of the ninth level of the acquired world. In his eyes, he is like an ant, but he still takes the initiative to provoke him. He really doesn't know whether to live or die.

He wanted to establish his power, so he didn't use the Purple Moon Sword, but just punched him hard.

A huge momentum burst out, and the two fists collided. Hou Jianzhong was directly knocked away. His body was still in the air, but it exploded into a ball of blood mist, with no bones left!

Yang Yuanzhou's smile froze on his face, while the other warriors who were watching had expressions of disbelief on their faces. Although Hou Jianzhong is not the strongest among them, he is definitely not weak at all. There are only a few people in the courtyard who can kill him like this.

In other words, this young man turned out to be a very powerful Shenmen realm master!

Chen Feng slowly scanned the audience and said calmly: "Who wants to come up and give it a try?"

No one dared to answer, everyone looked at him in awe and fear.

Yang Yuanzhou quickly smoothed things over and said with a smile: "Young master is indeed very powerful. I admire him very much."

Chen Feng glanced at him lightly and said nothing.

This time, if it hadn't been for his acquiescence, nothing like this would have happened. In fact, Chen Feng really didn't want to take action.

Yang Yuanzhou's heart trembled, and he quickly said a few good words with a smile, and offered a hundred medium-grade spiritual stones to apologize, and then welcomed Chen Feng into a spacious separate pavilion and invited him to stay.

Others live in a room with several people. There are very few people like Chen Feng who occupy a pavilion alone.

Chen Feng discovered that the Yang family was worthy of being a wealthy family in Baiyang Town. The guest room assigned to him actually had a magic weapon that could increase the speed of cultivation, but it was far inferior to the Qianyuan Sect, which could increase the speed by about double.

Chen Feng stayed here for three days.

In three days, some more masters arrived one after another.

At noon on the third day, there was a sudden noise in the yard, and there was an extremely noisy sound.

Chen Feng frowned, pushed the door open and went out, only to see about a hundred people gathered in the courtyard. A rough look showed that the weakest ones were masters at the seventh and eighth levels of acquired skills, and there were at least about ten masters at the Shenmen realm.

Chen Feng looked at it and was slightly shocked. He didn't expect that the Yang family would gather so many masters in a short period of time.

He had been practicing hard these past few days, and the newcomers had heard that there was a young master with an eccentric temperament and great strength living in this pavilion, so they did not bother him.

At this time, the courtyard door opened and several people walked in. One of them, Chen Feng, recognized him as Yang Yuanzhou.

Five people walked behind him, one of them was about twenty years old, with a stern face, but his strength was only at the ninth level of the day after tomorrow. The other four people are three masters of the first level of Shenmen Realm and one master of the second level of Shenmen Realm.

But they gathered the stern-looking young man in the middle, and it was obvious that he was the main one.

As a group of them walked in, the noise in the yard gradually stopped.

Yang Yuanzhou walked up to the crowd, coughed twice, and said with a smile: "Everyone, please be quiet, please be quiet."