Peerless Martial Soul

"The strength gap between me and that old monster is no bigger than the strength gap between me and Xuanyuan Zixi back then!"

"I, Chen Feng, is there anything I can't do?"

Chen Feng was full of confidence in himself.

At this point, his vision became clear.

And the thoughts in his mind were extremely clear. He knew what he should do next and had a clear goal!

When thinking of the three words 'Soul-Destroying Palace', Chen Feng's heart trembled again.

"Senior sister, Yaoguang is still in the Soul-Destroying Hall at this time!"

"Old An is also sealed in the Soul-Destroying Palace!"

He sighed quietly and looked at the blue sky and white clouds in the distance: "I wonder how Pu Jingyi is doing?"

Chen Feng didn't have particularly high hopes for him.

However, he never expected what a huge surprise Pu Jingyi brought him!

After entering the Eastern Wasteland, within a day or two, Chen Feng saw that the terrain suddenly became steeper.

Countless layers of tall mountains appeared in front of me.

The mountains are different from those in the west and south.

There are many dangerous mountains in the southern wilderness.

The mountains and mountains of Xihuang are very desolate.

The mountains to the east are full of beauty and beauty.

The scenery of each mountain range is different, but they all have their own characteristics.

Seeing this huge mountain, Chen Feng breathed a sigh of relief: "The winner of the Eastern Wilderness is right here."

"This is Ziyue's hometown, right?"

A gentle smile appeared on Chen Feng's lips.

"I haven't seen Ziyue for a long time. I wonder how she is now?"

Chen Feng was a little impulsive for a moment.

I want to visit the winner of Donghuang.

But just think about it, forget it, Ziyue will definitely go to Kongsang to discuss swords anyway, and you can see her there then.

At this moment, suddenly below, in one of the most towering and magnificent mountains, a red-yellow light suddenly flashed out.

The speed was extremely fast, crossing the sky.

It turns out that this is also a wishful boat.

However, compared to Chen Feng's Qingluan Ruyi Zhou.

This Ruyi Boat is less than one-third the size of Qingluan Ruyi Boat, and its flying speed is far inferior to Qingluan Ruyi Boat.

The height is not as high as Qingluan Ruyi Zhou, about 30,000 to 50,000 to 50,000 meters below Qingluan Ruyi Zhou.

Moreover, as soon as he took off, he was almost at the same pace as Qingluan Ruyi Zhou.

But soon, he was pulled away by Qingluan Ruyizhou and fell far behind.

This yellow Ruyi boat looks like wood that has been cut open for a long time, revealing the color of its annual rings.

There are still spots on it.

On the bow of the ship, a big flag fluttered in the wind, with two big words written on it: Winner!

It turns out that this is the lucky boat of the winner of Donghuang.

Looking at their direction, all the way east is the direction to the Sea of ​​Kongsang.

Presumably, the one above is the young hero of the East Wasteland winner.

This Ruyi Boat appeared below and behind Chen Feng, and since it was not as fast as Qingluan Ruyi Boat, it was quickly left behind by Qingluan Ruyi Boat.

Therefore, Chen Feng did not see it.

If he saw it, he would be able to guess it.

At this time, Ziyue is on the wishful boat of the winner of the East Wilderness!

The winner of the Eastern Wilderness is on the Ruyi Boat.

Dozens of tables and chairs were placed on the ship's deck.

It is piled high with delicious food.

Everyone was drinking to their heart's content, eating meat, talking and laughing loudly.

There were about dozens of young disciples above, and among them, only about ten people officially participated in this Kongsang sword discussion.

The other hundreds of people are all young heroes from various branches of the Donghuang Winners.

Going to watch the ceremony this time, even if they are unable to attend, being able to watch from the sidelines is an extremely valuable experience for them.

Sitting at the top of the table was a tall middle-aged man wearing a purple robe.

If Chen Feng were here, he would definitely recognize him.

This person was Ying Chaoyang, who had a relationship with him.

The elder brother of Ying Ziyue, the young master of Donghuang Yingying.

The atmosphere at the banquet was lively, there were many people, and their eyes and ears were already dizzy.

A fair-skinned young man of medium height stood up, held up a bronze statue in his hand, looked at Ying Chaoyang's senior management and said: "In this Kong Sang sword debate, I, the winner of Donghuang, will take my place!"

"The eldest young master is one of the best among the young generation of the nine major forces!"

"The retreat was successful this time, and I broke through to the middle stage of the Five-Star Martial Emperor in one fell swoop!"

"My little brother is here. First of all, I wish the eldest young master a successful start, win the title of Kongsang Lunjian, and destroy the Soul-Destroying Palace in one fell swoop!"

After hearing what he said, everyone stopped talking and looked at him.

After he finished speaking, many people cursed secretly in their hearts and were very envious at the same time.

"Damn it, why did he get the upper hand? Why didn't I think of these words just now?"

But there were also many people who quickly echoed loudly.

Hearing these words, Ying Chaoyang was also extremely proud.

He looked at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance, feeling confident.

He was originally a powerful five-star Martial Emperor. Not only was he the first among the younger generation of Donghuang Winners, he was also among the best among the younger generation of the entire nine major forces!

After several years of seclusion this time, he broke through to the middle stage of the Five-Star Martial Emperor in one fell swoop!

Don’t think twice!

I believe that this time, I will surely win the first prize in one fell swoop.

At this time, what the fair young man Ying Feiyang said just tickled his itch.

He laughed heartily, raised his glass high, and drank it all in one gulp: "Everyone, I will take you with me when the time comes, and we will dominate the entire Kongsang Lunjian!"

"When the time comes, everyone will benefit!"

"Including our brothers who are going to watch the ceremony, when we return to the family, I will also buy a copy of Kung Fu and martial arts for each of you!"

Everyone was excited when they heard this.

They all shouted loudly: "Young master's kindness!"

"Thank you, young master!"

Everyone shouted and drank freely, and the atmosphere was very lively.

There was only one place, but it was unusually quiet.

Next to Ying Chaoyang, Ziyue was sitting there.

Her expression was a little confused and a little hopeful.

From time to time, he was lost in thought and looked into the distance.

When Ying Chaoyang saw her like this, his face suddenly dropped.

His face was full of displeasure and he whispered: "Ziyue, are you thinking about that person again?"

As the eldest young master of Donghuang Winner, Ying Chaoyang is extremely powerful in Donghuang Winner.

In fact, he is the number one person under the head of the family!

Not to mention members of the younger generation, even the elders with high seniority and high status in the family are both jealous and afraid of him.

Everyone was smiling in front of him.

Seeing that his face was gloomy and ugly at this time, they immediately stopped talking and didn't say a word.

On the ship's deck, it instantly became quiet.

Ziyue showed no sign of weakness, and suddenly raised her head, staring at Ying Chaoyang, as if there were flames burning in her eyes:

"What do I think happened to him?"

"What's wrong with Chen Feng?"

"It's true that he comes from a humble background! But his talent is extremely high, and his perseverance is even more unwavering!"

"He has already achieved his current level of cultivation at such a young age. Why do you look down on him?" Ying Chaoyang's expression turned even more ugly.