Peerless Martial Soul

"Three years since I entered the Qianyuan Sect, I have yet to enter the top 100 in the overall ranking. My father and family elders are very disappointed with me. This time I am determined to shine in the overall ranking competition and enter the top 100." Even a former samurai cannot compete with the other two cousins ​​in the family who are also practicing in the Qianyuan Sect to fight for their father."

"I am determined to preserve my strength. Otherwise, even if that little bitch can defeat me, she will definitely have to pay a heavy price."

He packed up his things, looked at Shen Yanbing angrily, then turned and left.

Shen Yanbing walked around the cave with great satisfaction, then stood next to the thousand-foot cliff, looking back and smiling.

It was sunset time. Under the setting sun, her smile was as bright as a flower. When Chen Feng saw it, he was stunned for a moment.

Shen Yanbing stretched out her white and tender little hands and said with a smile: "Chen Feng, we will be neighbors from now on."

Hearing these words, Chen Feng felt a little enlightened.

There are obviously two caves, which are easier to seize, but he insists on seizing this one. Is it because it is closer to him?

Chen Feng also stretched out his hand. He was still a teenager at this time. His hands were slender and white. He held Shen Yanbing's small hand together and felt the other's weakness and bonelessness.

At the same moment, the city of Daning, three thousand miles away from the Qianyuan Sect, was also full of eerie charm, full of the imminent imminent rain.

The Yan family, one of the five great families in Daning City, has a great influence on the future selection of the family head's heir, which affects the hearts of all the forces in Daning City.

Almost the entire Daning City's eyes were focused on the Yan family.

As one of the five major families in Daning City, the Yan family holds a pivotal position in Daning City, controlling more than 30% of the auction houses, more than 40% of the restaurants, and more than 20% of the medicinal materials business in Daning City.

This time, I hope that those who have the ability and qualifications to compete for the heir to the head of the Yan family will not have an absolute advantage. Some are very powerful, but they are not the sons of the family owner.

Therefore, they will naturally turn to external forces for help, and several other major aristocratic families are also very happy to take advantage of this opportunity to extend their hands to the Yan family.

In a corner of Daning City.

This is a slum area with many small alleys. Every year, no one knows how many people die here. Their bodies are thrown into the smelly ditch and no one will know until they rot.

A group of beggars gathered at the entrance of the alley. There were about seventeen or eight people, lazily basking in the sun and catching lice on their bodies.

An old man with a stooped waist and a wrinkled face walked up to them. With a flash of his hand, a low-grade spiritual stone appeared in his palm.

He shined this low-grade spiritual stone in front of these beggars. For Chen Feng, the spiritual energy in this low-grade spiritual stone was not even enough for him to absorb in one breath. But to these beggars, this piece of spiritual energy was not enough for him to absorb in one breath. Low-grade spiritual stones can be exchanged for a lot of silver, which is enough for them to have a full meal.

The beggar's face suddenly showed a look of greed, and at this time the hunched man had already walked into the alley.

Several beggars looked at each other, quickly got up and followed, and they caught up with the stooped man deep in the alley.

He lowered his head and wore a felt hat on his head, so his appearance could not be clearly seen.

He shouted in a low voice: "I will give you this low-grade spiritual stone in a while, but you have to do one thing for me."

The voice was hoarse and low.

Several beggars looked at each other, and one of the leading beggars laughed coldly: "Kill you, and we can still get this low-grade spiritual stone."

As he said hello, the beggars rushed forward, waving their fists or sticks in their hands to hit the man.

The beggar who spoke at the beginning had a sinister look on his face.

In this area, there is no law, only violence. Anyone who dares to expose their money here will end up being robbed, killed, and thrown into a smelly ditch to rot.

He was already looking forward to the scene of grabbing this low-grade spiritual stone and going to the restaurant next door for a delicious meal.

But soon, the pride and smile on his face solidified.

Their sticks and fists fell on this strange man, and they were bounced back as if they hit an air barrier. Some people's bones were directly shaken, and some sticks were also broken.

The biggest and most capable beggar among them was grabbed by the neck, picked up like a chicken, and his neck was broken with a twist.

Everyone's faces showed shock and horror. They knew that they were in trouble this time, and this person was probably not easy to mess with.

The weirdo spoke again, and the content was exactly the same as before: "I will give you this low-grade spiritual stone in a while, but you have to do one thing for me."

These beggars didn't dare not agree and kept agreeing.

The weirdo lowered his voice and said calmly: "After you go out, you only need to spread the news. The content of the news is."

"Yan Qingyu, the illegitimate son of the head of the Yan family, still has a disciple who is trying out. He is extremely talented and powerful, and is no less than a disciple from a wealthy family."

"Yan Qingyu left a will and passed everything on to his disciple, including the family's inheritance rights."

The affairs of the Yan family have been widely spread among the upper class society in Daning City, and everyone knows about it.