Peerless Martial Soul

Soon, the warship was approaching.

A group of people looked down from a high position.

Chen Feng also saw that they were all wearing the robes of the God of War Palace.

Among them, the one surrounded by others was a man in his fifties.

The big man looked Chen Feng and others up and down, his eyes full of looking down and condescending.

After seeing Chen Feng's age clearly, his eyes became even more contemptuous, and he laughed loudly: "Who am I?"

"Turns out he's just a little brat!"

The look in his eyes was full of contempt.

Everyone around him also laughed out loud.

He was wearing a robe, but Chen Feng knew him. After all, he had stayed in Tianlongwei for a while.

Judging from his clothes, this person's rank is Yunqi Wei.

Among the thirty-level levels of the God of War Mansion, it is only the tenth level.

"He's just a Yunqi Lieutenant."

Chen Feng shook his head.

When he was in Tianlong Guard before, even twenty-seventh-level Zhonglang generals like Lan Zihan treated him with respect.

A mere Yunqi Lieutenant was not qualified to see him.

Now you are showing off your power here?

This big man's name is Pei Lechi.

He is the leader of this boat, patrolling this sea.

Pei Lechi stared at Chen Feng and others, and asked sadly: "What are you doing here?"

Chen Feng's voice was calm: "Of course I am participating in the Kongsang sword debate."

"Participating in Kongsang's sword debate? Is it just you?"

Pei Lechi looked Chen Feng up and down, his eyes full of contempt.

He turned around and looked at the other people in the God of War's Mansion behind him: "This guy said he came to participate in Kongsang's sword debate. Do you think he looks like him?"

Those in the God of War's Mansion burst into laughter.

"Based on this kid's strength, he goes to participate in Kongsang's sword debate? Will he die?"

"It's obvious that he's just talking nonsense here. Is he worthy of participating in Kongsang's sword debate?"

Obviously, they didn't think what Chen Feng said was true at all.

Pei Lechi burst into laughter, turned around, looked down at Chen Feng, and said with contempt on his face: "You are worthy enough?"

The cold look in Chen Feng's eyes became more intense.

He raised his chin and said calmly: "It's up to me!"

Pei Lechi's eyes instantly turned cold.

He felt that Chen Feng's attitude towards him was very disrespectful, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

However, he is still not sure about the identities of Chen Feng and others, and there is still a trace of fear in his heart.

He looked at Chen Feng and said coldly: "Then, where is your invitation?"

Chen Feng raised his eyebrows.

That day, when Pu Xingzhou gave him an invitation, he had already torn it into pieces in front of everyone.

But later, Pu Xingzhou sent someone to send another invitation to Chen Feng.

Chen Feng has an invitation here.

"But..."

Chen Feng's eyes flashed coldly.

At this time, he didn't want to take out the invitation so soon.

Chen Feng said with a half-smile, "What if I don't have an invitation?"

"No invitation?"

After hearing this, Pei Lechi instantly relaxed.

He glanced behind him twice. Behind him, many people in the God of War Mansion also breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, his expression became very cold, with a hint of murderous intent: "It turns out he is a loser who doesn't even have an invitation!"

Pei Lechi finally felt relieved.

Looking at Chen Feng, the last trace of fear and doubt in his eyes disappeared without a trace.

At this time, he was completely convinced of his thoughts:

His guess was indeed correct. He couldn't see the depth of this young man, but at such a young age, he could tell at a glance that he was not a tyrannical person.

In his opinion, this young man was probably a disciple of a small sect.

This time I came here to take a look at Kongsang Lunjian, watch it, and gain some knowledge.

He has seen many people like this in the past few days.

Just now, he was afraid that he might have made a mistake, in case this boy really had the invitation.

As a result, he didn’t have an invitation at all, he just came here trying to get in!

This way, he felt relieved.

He stared at Chen Feng, the smile in his eyes was very cold, and he sneered in his heart:

"Boy, since you don't even have an invitation and are just a loser, I can deal with you however I want, without any scruples."

He stared at Chen Feng: "There's no invitation, right? You still want to go in, right?"

"It's not like there's nothing we can do."

Pei Lechi chuckled sinisterly and pointed at Chen Feng and the others: "In this case, there are four of you. Just hand over 40 million dragon blood amethysts and I will let you in."

"Oh? Forty million dragon blood amethysts?"

Chen Feng raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "Who set these rules?"

"I heard that even those who don't have an invitation can go in and watch the ceremony, although they can't participate in the main game."

"You can come and go as you please, no one can interfere!"

This Kongsang sword discussion itself is, firstly, for selection, and secondly, to promote and expand the influence of the right path.

Naturally, they won’t stop people from entering.

"Who made the rules?"

Pei Lechi smiled ferociously: "Here are the rules set by me! Do you hear me?"

"Now, quickly take out the 40 million dragon blood amethysts!"

He looked increasingly impatient.

Chen Feng looked at him, smiled and said, "What if I can't take it out?"

"Can't take it out? It's easy to say!"

Pei Lechi chuckled: "Ten million pieces of dragon blood amethyst, I'll buy you a leg or an arm."

"If you can't come up with 40 million pieces of dragon blood amethyst, I will break both your legs and arms and throw you into the sea to feed the monsters!"

He stared at Chen Feng and said grimly: "Do you think it's a good deal?"

There was a strong hint of threat in his words.

Chen Feng smiled slightly: "Break my hands and feet and throw me into the sea to feed the monsters? Are you sure?"

Pei Lechi roared: "Why am I not sure!"

"You loser, if you dare to say nonsense again! Even if you come up with 40 million dragon blood amethysts now, I will still punish you severely!"

Chen Feng smiled and said: "You can't tell, he's quite domineering!"

"I'm overbearing, what can you do to me?"

Pei Lechi sneered, glanced sideways at Chen Feng, stretched out five fingers: "Fifty million dragon blood amethysts!"

Chen Feng raised his eyebrows: "Is the price going up?"

Behind Pei Lechi, a skinny man from the God of War's Mansion said slyly: "Boy, who told you that you don't know how to show appreciation? You are so shameless!"

As he spoke, Pei Lechi said coldly: "Sixty million pieces of dragon blood amethyst."

Then, he added ten million dragon blood amethysts every five breaths.

Behind him, everyone in the God of War Mansion laughed jokingly, looking at Chen Feng and others with playful expressions on their faces.

Obviously, they now not only want to blackmail Chen Feng and others severely, but also treat them as objects of fun. As Pei Lechi shouted one after another, and as the people in the God of War Mansion continued to joke.