Peerless Martial Soul

Apart from anything else, he can chop a mountain into pieces with one strike of his sword.

Moreover, Chen Feng didn't even need to swing his knife to chop the lower clouds, he could shatter them with a snap of his fingers!

But when it fell into Shi Yebai's eyes, it was extremely shocking.

There was a deep look of obsession in her eyes: "Is this the Beidou Sword Sect? Are those the strong men of the Beidou Sword Sect?"

"Is it the powerful martial arts of the Beidou Sword Sect?"

She looked at Chen Feng and murmured softly: "I feel like I'm in a dream."

"Next, am I going to practice here? Is it possible for me to reach as high as them?"

Chen Feng patted her shoulder, smiled and said, "You will definitely be able to do it, and you will be stronger than them."

Feeling Chen Feng's encouragement and sincere confidence in her, Shi Yebai smiled sweetly and nodded heavily!

Everything Shi Hongbo and Shi Yebai saw was novel.

Have they ever been to such a majestic place? Have they ever seen such a magnificent mountain gate?

Chen Feng just looked on with a smile.

At this time, many people passed by the three of them.

These people are all new disciples of the Beidou Sword Sect.

Different from Chen Feng and others, they are all dressed in rich clothes, have a strong aura, and have a very arrogant attitude.

Obviously, they are all children of powerful families in Tianlong City.

Some even brought more than a dozen servants with them, and they didn't know whether they came here to practice or to enjoy the blessings.

When they passed by Chen Feng and the others, they all had a look of contempt and contempt on their faces.

Apparently some looked down upon them.

At this time, a voice full of disdain suddenly came from behind the three people: "You can tell at a glance that they are untouchables from a small place. They have no experience at all! What is there to make such a fuss about?"

After hearing this, Shi Hongbo and Shi Yebai's faces suddenly turned red.

Of course they knew very well that these words were meant for them.

Both of them had a look of shame on their faces, and they were a little reserved and at a loss as to what to do.

He even looked at Chen Feng, feeling vaguely embarrassed for him.

At this time, Chen Feng's face turned cold and he turned around.

Then, he saw that at this time, about tens of meters behind the three of them, a young man in brocade robes was standing there.

Surrounded by more than a dozen Chinese servants.

This young master in brocade robes was probably several years old. His face was full of arrogance and arrogance. He looked at Chen Feng and others with his eyes lowered, full of a sense of superiority!

When he saw Chen Feng looking at him, he became even more arrogant and said loudly: "Boy, what are you looking at?"

"Is what I just said wrong?"

"Aren't you untouchables from a small place?"

"Aren't you ignorant and making such a fuss?"

As he spoke, he burst into laughter.

Next to him, all the servants laughed and agreed: "Yes, what the young master said is absolutely right. The three of them look like untouchables with no knowledge at all!"

"Whoever dares to say that the young master is wrong, I will be the first to slap him!"

The brocade-robed young man burst out laughing at their compliments.

At this time, Chen Feng looked at him and said lightly: "Did you say that sentence just now?"

"Yes, that's what I said! What? Are you not convinced?"

Chen Feng looked at him and said lightly: "I'm a little unconvinced!"

"Still not convinced?"

After hearing Chen Feng's words, the young master in brocade robes immediately turned cold.

Before he could say anything, the skinny slave next to him who had just said that he wanted to be rewarded with a big ear jumped out, pointed at Chen Feng, jumped on his feet and yelled:

"You are a pariah, how dare you talk to our young master like this? Do you know who our young master is?"

"Do you know how old our young master is?"

"Let me tell you, our young master is from the Feng family in Zhongcheng District!"

"Our master is ranked sixteenth in the Tianlong Guard army!"

"Level 16?"

A sneer appeared on Chen Feng's lips: "It turns out he is on the same level as Qi Wenxia's father."

Let alone level 16, what about level 26? How could I take it seriously?

But what he thinks doesn't mean others think the same.

Just now, Shi Hongbo and Shi Yebai had always been full of fear. They were afraid that they would cause trouble to Chen Feng!

Shi Hongbo pulled Chen Feng's sleeve and said softly: "Brother Feng, please bear with me and don't do anything!"

Even Shi Yebai, who had such a cold and strong temperament, whispered with humiliation on his face: "It's our first day here, don't cause trouble."

After hearing what they said, the Jinpao Master was even more proud, thinking that they did not dare to conflict with him.

"Boy, I think you seemed to want to fight with me just now?"

He looked at Chen Feng and said jokingly: "Now, do you still dare to fight with me?"

"Huh? Tell me!"

He looked down at Chen Feng!

At this time, there were already many people around, all watching the excitement.

After hearing these words, everyone burst into laughter.

"I know this person, his name is Feng Yingrui! This person is quite powerful!"

"Yes, and I heard that his strength is not bad, reaching the level of a two-star Martial King!"

"Haha, yes, no matter in terms of strength or influence, he will crush this person named Feng Chen! How could Feng Chen dare to fight against him?"

"Yes, he must have admitted this loss!"

What everyone said fell into Feng Yingrui's ears, which made him even more proud.

He raised his eyes, looked at Chen Feng and said, "Boy, do you hear me? No matter what the competition is, I will crush you!"

"Why are you comparing yourself to me? How can you compare to me?"

A cold look flashed in Chen Feng's eyes, and then he looked at him and said lightly: "Are you done?"

Feng Yingrui was stunned for a moment, and then instinctively said: "It's over!"

A cold smile appeared at the corner of Chen Feng's mouth: "That's it, then, you do it!"

Chen Feng let out a violent roar: "Die!"

The next moment, Chen Feng dodged and punched Feng Yingrui hard.

Feng Yingrui was stunned for a moment, and then a disdainful smile appeared on his face: "Boy, you have just entered the Martial King realm, how dare you fight with me, a two-star Martial King? You are worthy..."

Before he could say the word "?", his face turned violent and he screamed in disbelief:

"You, how come your power is so strong?"

It turned out that he felt Chen Feng's punch, and an incomparable force surged in, like a big river.

He can't resist at all!

With a look of despair on his face, he blasted out his palms, hitting Chen Feng's fist, and let out a shrill scream!

Chen Feng's punch fell and hit his palms hard!

With a click, his palms were shaken to the point where his bones were broken! Then, the power was transmitted to his arms, shattering his arms, and his arms hung down limply!