Peerless Martial Soul

The referee shouted angrily: "Stop!"

Chen Feng didn't care about him at all, as if he didn't hear him. The big handprint condensed and hit Su Shaoyou again. Su Shaoyou's chest collapsed, blood spurted out, and his body was twisted and deformed.

If it weren't for his acquired sixth-level physical strength and the fact that Su Zhaodong had fed him Heavenly Spirit Earth Treasure since he was a child, he would have been beaten to a pulp by Chen Feng with one punch.

Chen Feng walked up to him, stepped on his face, and said with a ferocious smile: "You just stepped on my face. It felt really good, didn't it? Ah? Isn't it?"

He was really murderous.

It was clear that he showed mercy, but Su Shaoyou actually repaid kindness with hatred. This person is extremely despicable!

Han Cong shouted excitedly: "Okay, Chen Feng, well done!"

Zhao Ruoxi looked in disbelief and was extremely shocked.

There was huge fear in Su Shaoyou's eyes, and he begged: "You, don't kill me, don't kill me, please..."

The referee walked up to Chen Feng with a sullen face and scolded: "Little beast, I told you to stop just now, didn't you hear?"

Chen Feng sneered: "When he wanted to kill me just now, why didn't you stop him? His life is life, but my life is not life?"

"You still dare to talk back? Do you still take me as the division commander seriously?" the referee said angrily.

"You have no teacher, and you harm your fellow disciples. If you keep someone like you, it will be a disaster! You really deserve to be killed!"

"You are unfair, of course I dare to talk back! The sect did not let you be the referee to abuse your private power. If you don't believe me, ask the people around you and see who thinks you did the right thing?" Chen Feng showed no sign of weakness.

"Little beast, I will destroy you now! I am also the elder of the sect's execution hall, and now I declare that you will be imprisoned in the execution hall's prison!"

"Let's talk about these principles after you enter the prison of the torture hall!"

The referee gave a sinister laugh and punched out, and a huge and awe-inspiring aura immediately enveloped Chen Feng's body.

He actually wanted to commit murder on the spot!

But Chen Feng discovered that this time, he was not helpless and could still move his body.

It turns out that this elder is not a powerful person in the Shenmen realm, but a peak of the acquired ninth level and a half-step to the Shenmen realm.

There is a huge gap between Half-step Shenmen and Shenmen.

Chen Feng had no power to resist when facing a powerful person in the Shenmen realm, but he still had the strength to fight against the ninth level peak!

He roared wildly, the roar was full of anger at unfairness, the whole body's zhenqi stirred up, close to the whole body's zhenqi, and struck a Fufu Mingwang Seal!

He himself has the power of ten thousand kilograms, and the Fudo Myoyo Seal can exert one hundred and two percent of his power. Coupled with his best efforts at this time, this Fudo Myoyo Seal can actually weigh fifteen thousand kilograms. force!

A nine-level strong man the day after tomorrow, with a strength of 20,000 kilograms!

The referee's offensive hit the Fudo Myoyo Seal, and the Fudo Myoyo Seal dissipated directly, and the referee was also shocked and took a step back!

Everyone was shocked.

Is Chen Feng so powerful? He can actually compete with the elders!

"What realm is Chen Feng in? Even the elders were knocked back by him!"

"It's too scary. The elder of the torture hall is at least the ninth level of acquired power!"

"What exactly is Chen Feng hiding? If he can repel the elders, his strength is definitely among the top twenty disciples of the outer sect!"

After striking this Immovable King Seal, Chen Feng felt that his meridians and dantian were empty, and all his strength was drained, so he had to hold on to stand.

But he was smiling, confidently.

It turns out that I am so powerful!

The referee still wanted to attack, but Han Cong had already stopped him.

"Han Cong, wait, you dare to protect this little beast, I won't spare you until Elder Su Taishang comes back!" The referee stared at Han Cong with a cold look, and hurried away with Su Shaoyou in his arms.

Su Shaoyou was seriously injured. There is still a glimmer of hope for treatment now, but it will be too late if it continues any longer.

Chen Feng's body was shaky, but he held on, walked to the edge of the ring, faced the thousands of disciples below, and said word by word: "I win!"

"I won!"

After a brief silence, there was a cheer below.

The disciples looked at Chen Feng with admiration, bursts of cheers came from their mouths, and a sense of reverence for him arose in their hearts.

Most of them are ordinary disciples who are bullied and suppressed. They want to resist, but they don't have the courage and strength.

But Chen Feng did what they wanted to do but did not dare to do.

At this time, many people regard Chen Feng as their spiritual leader.

At this moment, the glory belongs to Chen Feng!

Han Cong had already left Chen Feng. He walked to the stunned Zhao Ruoxi, patted Zhao Ruoxi on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "How about it? Do you want to make a bet? Chen Feng can still win the next game."

"Bet! Why not bet?"

Zhao Ruoxi's eyes turned red: "What are you betting on?"

"I still have a piece of uneaten dragon meat as a bet. As for you..." Han Cong pointed at Zhao Ruoxi's waist and said slowly: "Just use your dagger!"

"good!"

Zhao Ruoxi cherished his sword very much, but at this time, he had been burned by anger and jealousy and could not care so much.

He just wanted to watch Chen Feng die!

Han Cong left with Chen Feng.

He asked in a low voice: "Chen Feng, how is your hand? Will it affect the next round of battle?"