Peerless Martial Soul

The old man, Zhang Lao, smiled proudly and said calmly: "To deal with him, you can catch him easily. You only need one move at most. I am a strong man in the second level of the Shenmen Realm."

"In the Shenmen realm, the gap between realms is irreparable and extremely huge."

Xie Mingchang said: "Okay, then I'll bother Mr. Zhang."

Mr. Zhang smiled faintly, glanced sideways at Chen Feng, and said, "Master, if you look carefully at this, I will definitely vent your anger."

As he spoke, he walked up to Chen Feng and said disdainfully: "Boy, don't think that you are so proud of defeating a ninth-level waste. They are waste. In front of me, you are just a stronger waste. I'm just a waste." I can defeat you with just one move, do you believe it?"

Chen Feng slowly shook his head: "I don't believe it."

"What a arrogant little brat, I will destroy your cultivation today!"

Mr. Zhang shouted coldly and slowly slapped Chen Feng with his palm.

This palm seems to be slow, but in fact it is extremely fast, and the Gang Qi is huge, like a ring, surrounding Chen Feng in the middle, leaving him nowhere to escape. Up, down, and around, everything seems to be filled with Gang Qi. around.

Elder Zhang smiled proudly and said: "Boy, try my Four Directions Wind Palm!"

"Kneel down and beg for mercy now, otherwise, the Gang Qi from all sides will gradually approach the center, slowly pinch you, and turn you into a puddle of flesh. It's like four giant walls, making it impossible for you to resist! "

"You are just a general in the first level of the Shenmen Realm. How can you be my opponent?"

"Yeah?"

Chen Feng let out a long laugh: "No matter how bad the wind comes from, I'll break it with one finger!"

As he spoke, the index finger of his right hand turned green and white, like green and white jade, and he pointed forward gently.

He shouted: "Broken!"

The seemingly powerful Gang Qi from all directions was directly poked into a big hole by the sharp golden broken jade finger. Chen Feng easily broke through the Gang Qi from all directions. With one wrong foot, he launched his Piaoliang Step and crossed over in an instant. Within a few meters, he had already arrived in front of Elder Zhang.

Then he moved his finger forward slightly.

With just one tap, the golden and broken jade fingers easily broke through Elder Zhang's protective aura. Elder Zhang had no time to fight back, so he could only dodge sideways and try to get out of the way of his vital points.

The sharp fingers directly poked a bloody hole in his left shoulder, and blood spurted out.

Elder Zhang stepped back in shock, horrified in his heart, and shouted in shock: "Little bastard, you, you are not from the first level of the Shenmen Realm."

There was a trace of sarcasm on Chen Feng's lips, and he smiled lightly: "When did I say that I am from the first level of the Shenmen Realm?"

He was unyielding, and unsheathed his long sword, slashing it hard. Elder Zhang quickly resisted, blasting out his palms, and a ball of strong energy surged out, directly hitting Chen Feng's long sword.

Chen Feng slashed with his long sword without any pause. The lump of Gang Qi was directly chopped into pieces by him, and then hit Elder Zhang's hands heavily.

Elder Zhang screamed, his hands had been cut off, and blood spurted out from his wrists.

He was in extreme pain, and he was even more frightened in his heart. All his kung fu was focused on his palms. Having both palms chopped off at this time was equivalent to his cultivation being abolished, and he no longer had any power to fight back in front of Chen Feng.

At this time, he was very afraid that Chen Feng would kill him with one knife.

But what he didn't expect was that Chen Feng's sword suddenly stopped, placed on his neck, and asked calmly: "Who is the waste?"

Although the sharp long knife was still a centimeter or two away from his neck, the hairs on his neck stood upright due to the coldness. Elder Zhang ignored the pain in his hands and shouted in a hoarse voice: "It's me. , it’s me, I’m a waste!”

There was already a cry in his voice: "Chen Feng, please spare me, I will never dare to do it again."

Chen Feng snorted disdainfully: "Trash."

His eyes slowly swept over the many bodyguards of Xie Mingchang. These people who were laughing loudly at him just now and showing great disdain for him now had fear and shock on their faces. Once they came into contact with Chen Feng's eyes, , everyone quickly lowered their heads, not even daring to look at him.

Chen Feng slowly walked to Xie Mingchang.

Xie Mingchang was only at the ninth level of acquired cultivation. At this moment, he saw that even Elder Zhang, a strong man in the second level of Shenmen Realm, had his cultivation level destroyed by Chen Feng's sword. He was extremely frightened in his heart and retreated continuously. While retreating, he called out to those The guard shouted sharply: "Are you all stupid? Hurry up and stop him!"

But those guards were not stupid. They knew that blocking Chen Feng would lead to death. They all hesitated on the spot, but none of them dared to step forward.

Chen Feng walked up to Xie Mingchang. Xie Mingchang was obviously very frightened, but he still insisted: "Chen Feng, you can't kill me, and you don't dare to kill me. I'm from the Xie family! I'm from the Xie family. The top host of Changhe City’s auction house, if you dare to kill me, the Xie family will not let you go.”

"The Xie family has countless Shenmen realm masters. If you dare to kill me, they will hunt you to the ends of the earth!"