Peerless Martial Soul

Chen Feng laughed disdainfully and said loudly: "If you want me, Chen Feng, to kowtow and beg for mercy, that is a dream! I, Chen Feng, would rather die than endure such humiliation! I, Chen Feng, kneel to the sky and kneel to my mentor. , I will never kneel down to you, a despicable villain!"

"Okay, you're not going to kneel down, are you?" Yang Jingzhuo shouted sternly: "Then you go to hell!"

The force of the palm was so powerful that even the surrounding ground began to collapse under the pressure, and cracks appeared on the stone ground.

The disciples who were watching around had to take a few steps back!

And Chen Feng stood proudly.

An angry roar came from his throat, he raised his arms high, and Chen Feng slowly spit out five words: "Dragon Blood Battle Body!"

Sapphire dragon scales, cyan dragon horns, and sapphire bone spurs appeared instantly!

In the blink of an eye, Chen Feng had completed the transformation of his dragon blood battle body!

He looked at Yang Jingzhuo with a pair of blood-red eyes.

The people around him burst into loud discussions.

"What is this? It looks like a very powerful blood transformation!"

"I think so! This kind of blood transformation is very powerful, and there is no evil aura at all, giving people a very noble feeling!"

"Is this Chen Feng's trump card? This person is really not simple, he actually has such a powerful trump card!"

"So what? You are still no match for Yang Jingzhuo. It is absolutely impossible to block Yang Jingzhuo's palm!"

Chen Feng shouted sternly: "Destroying God Dragon Claw!"

Both claws moved forward and struck out heavily.

In his body, the meridians and acupuncture points lit up by the Dragon Elephant Fighting Technique lit up one by one, converging into a pattern of huge dragon claws.

Then above Chen Feng's head, an extremely huge dragon claw, no less inferior to Yang Jingzhuo's giant palm, appeared instantly, and then violently collided with the giant palm!

Under the condition of dragon blood transformation, Chen Feng used the God-Destroying Dragon Claw, and its power was even higher than before!

The previous Heaven-Destroying God Dragon Claw was equivalent to a full-strength strike from a peak expert on the sixth floor. The current Heaven-Destroying God Dragon Claw was equivalent to a full-force strike from a peak expert at the seventh floor!

With a loud bang, the dragon claws and giant palms of the God of Destruction struck together, creating a violent explosion.

In the air, huge air waves spread out in all directions, and rocks flew, directly knocking some of the onlookers with lower cultivation levels into pieces and rolling all over the ground!

Everyone stared at this scene without blinking, wanting to see what the final outcome would be.

When the smoke and dust cleared and the air waves disappeared, they all let out a huge exclamation.

The place where Chen Feng was had turned into a huge pit, and in the pit, a handsome young man stood proudly.

At this time, the form of Chen Feng's dragon blood battle body had disappeared.

He was covered in blood, with numerous scars on the surface of his body. Blood oozed from the corners of his mouth. His face was pale, and he was obviously seriously injured.

But he still stood upright with his head held high, looking at Yang Jingzhuo coldly, his face full of unyielding look!

Although he was seriously injured, his pride remained undiminished and his arrogance soared to the sky!

The disciples in the audience had expressions of disbelief on their faces, and they shouted wildly.

They didn't know what they were shouting, but it seemed that this was the only way to vent their feelings of wonder and shock!

"How is it possible? How is it possible? How could Chen Feng be so tyrannical at such a young age, no matter how talented he is?"

"He is only seventeen years old, and he was able to block a blow from a strong man from the outer world. Although this strong man from the outer world only used 30% of his strength! But there is a huge gap in realm!"

Those in the Yang family, as if they had been slapped, closed their mouths and stared at this scene in disbelief.

Everyone couldn't believe that Chen Feng actually blocked this move.

Yang Jingzhuo's face was livid, feeling that he had lost face, and he shouted sternly: "Little bastard, can you teach me one move and take my second move?"

As he spoke, he walked to the big pit and struck him with a palm again!

Everyone onlookers shouted in anger. Given his status, hitting Chen Feng was already too much, but at this time, he actually launched a second attack on Chen Feng!

At this time, Chen Feng could tell at a glance that he was seriously injured and there was absolutely no way he could block this move.

At this moment, a violent roar suddenly came from the distance: "Stop!"

Then, a purple figure quickly approached this side, quickly came to everyone's eyes, and then struck out with a heavy palm!

There was a huge explosion, and everyone felt as if the world was about to overturn.

Many people could not stand firmly and fell to the ground.

Everyone was horrified, this time the movement was even greater than before!

Obviously, Yang Jingzhuo had tried his best, but the purple figure was able to block his palm. His strength seemed to be only above him, not below him.

Yang Jingzhuo took several steps back, and the purple figure fell to the ground, calm and relaxed.

Only then did everyone see that the purple figure was a middle-aged man wearing a purple robe, with a complexion as elegant as jade and a very handsome appearance.

He was dressed in a purple robe, and he had a graceful and noble demeanor, and he was holding a little girl in his arms, who looked to be only one or two years old. She was pretty and had a pair of big eyes that moved around, very curious. He looked around, looking really cute.

The middle-aged man in purple robe looked at Yang Jingzhuo and said with a sneer: "Yang Jingzhuo, you are really going backwards as you live longer. You are so shameless to do such a cruel thing to a junior!"