Peerless Martial Soul

The sword thrust out with a brilliant light, and the huge bluestone slab was split by the extremely sharp invisible sword energy, forming a huge ravine that was dozens of feet long and ten meters deep.

When he stabbed out his sword, it seemed that even the heaven and earth changed color.

Everyone around him let out a huge exclamation, and their eyes looking at Chen Feng were full of sympathy and pity.

Everyone believed that Chen Feng was bound to lose, and no one thought that he could still win.

One of them sighed softly: "It's over. No matter how strong Chen Feng is, he can't block this sword. Everything is over."

Everyone nodded, only Wei Qingyi and Wei Hongxiu, but they were still full of confidence in Chen Feng.

Wei Hongxiu shouted loudly: "Chen Feng, I believe you can do it!"

At this time, Chen Feng, faced with the extremely powerful sword light, still had the leisure to turn his head and smile at Wei Hongxiu and said: "Wei Hongxiu, you have so much confidence in me, how can I let you down?"

As he spoke, he smiled faintly and punched out.

A punch, a punch that seemed like an understatement.

But after the punch was fired, everyone suddenly had the illusion that the brilliant light of the Purple Spirit Sword was blocked in a snap.

The power that changed the color of the world disappeared in a snap!

It seems that peace has returned to the world.

Everyone was so uncomfortable with this weird feeling that they wanted to vomit blood.

Then the next moment, suddenly they heard a huge explosion that shook the earth.

Chen Feng's fist collided with the Bishui Purple Spirit Sword fiercely, making a huge sound, and the power was also extremely powerful.

An explosion cloud with a radius of dozens of feet appeared directly, and the huge explosion caused cracks on the ground.

Everyone's eardrums were torn from the shock, and blood flowed from their ears.

They seemed to be stunned by the shock, and it seemed that the world turned into silent silence.

But their eyes could see clearly. As Chen Feng punched out, the light of the Blue Water Purple Spirit Sword suddenly dimmed. Lin Zhengdong could not hold the long sword at all and was directly knocked away hundreds of meters. Blood spurted out and hit the ground heavily.

The Blue Water Purple Spirit Sword lost its light, fell downwards, and was then firmly caught by a long, slender white hand!

Chen Feng stood on the spot, gently playing with the blue water purple spirit sword.

The next moment, everyone finally recovered their hearing, and then they heard Chen Feng say lightly and with a smile: "No matter how good the weapon is, what's the use? If it's not strong enough, it can't be easily destroyed by me with one punch?"

At this time, everyone finally came to their senses and understood what happened.

Then everyone went crazy. Chen Feng made them almost crazy. They couldn't believe what they saw.

"Oh my God! This is the Blue Water Purple Spirit Sword, and Chen Feng flew it away with just one punch! How is that possible?"

"This sword is as powerful as the Seven Stars of Tianhai. How can Chen Feng smash it to pieces with one punch?"

"How is it possible?" There are only these four words in everyone's mind!

"It turns out that we all thought wrong. Chen Feng is not a five-star expert in Tianhai, nor is he a six-star expert in Tianhai. His strength may have surpassed the eight stars in Tianhai or even the nine stars in Tianhai!"

No one wants to believe this fact, nor dare to believe it. However, the fact is the fact, and when it is before their eyes, they cannot help but not believe it.

At this time, some people no longer looked at Chen Feng with admiration in their eyes, but almost everyone looked at Chen Feng with eyes full of reverence.

It is simply unbelievable that a boy who is not yet nineteen years old has already reached the highest peak of the Soul Condensing Realm!

This is simply a miracle!

Someone said in a groan-like tone: "Ziyang Sword Field, how many years has it been since there was such a genius?"

Another person said softly: "I only know that his talent may even surpass that of the founder of the founding sect. There has never been such a genius since the founding of Ziyang Sword Field!"

Chen Feng walked slowly towards Lin Zhengdong. He walked up to Lin Zhengdong, smiled and said, "Didn't you just say you wanted to kill me?"

"Come on, I'm standing right here, and you're here to kill me!"

Lin Zhengdong still had a fierce face at this time. He glared at Chen Feng and said coldly: "Chen Feng, you gave it to me. If you are proud of it now, I will definitely kill you in the future."

Chen Feng shook his head and said: "There is no future."

"What?" Lin Zhengdong's face suddenly changed: "You, you want to kill me?"

Chen Feng said with some confusion: "What? You are only allowed to kill me, can't I kill you?"

"No, Chen Feng, you can't kill me, you can't do it even a little bit!" Lin Zhengdong showed extreme panic on his face, looked at Chen Feng, and said repeatedly:

"I am the future leader of Zixia Peak. I am Master Zixia's only disciple. You, you can't kill me."

Chen Feng laughed, and suddenly a fierce look appeared on his face: "In the future, I will not even dare to kill Master Zixia, let alone a mere disciple!"

"Die!"

As he said that, he slapped his palm directly on his Tianling Cap.

Lin Zhengdong trembled violently all over, bleeding from all his orifices, and fell heavily to the ground, losing his life.

Then, Chen Feng suddenly turned around and looked at Lin Ming.

At this time, Lin Ming turned around and hid in the crowd, and was sneaking out, obviously trying to escape.

Chen Feng said softly: "Lin Ming."

He didn't use much force in these two words, but everyone present heard them clearly, and they seemed to contain great power.

Upon hearing these two words, Lin Ming suddenly froze, as if he was frozen in the air.

He turned around with difficulty to look at Chen Feng, forced a smile on his face, and said, "Senior Brother Chen Feng."

Chen Feng looked at him and said calmly: "Do you like being slapped in the face so much? The first slap in the face wasn't enough, right? You still insist on me hitting you a second time?"

"How about this time, does your face hurt?"

With that said, Chen Feng walked slowly towards Lin Ming.

Lin Ming was shocked, thinking that Chen Feng was coming to kill him. With a bang, he quickly knelt down on the ground, kowtowed repeatedly, and said, "It hurts. It hurts me a lot."

Chen Feng walked up to him, frowned slightly, and said softly: "Do you know Lin Ming? You deserve to die!"

Lin Ming was so frightened that his whole body trembled. Suddenly, his crotch became wet. It turned out that he had peed due to fright.

Everyone smelled a fishy smell, and there was a burst of laughter from the crowd.

Lin Ming was devastated, but he couldn't care about that at this time.

Now he just hopes that Chen Feng will not kill him. He kowtows as if pounding garlic. Chen Feng looked at him and said lightly:

"Lin Ming, for the sake of being a disciple of Broken Blade Peak, I will spare you one last time."

"Next time, if you fall into my hands, I will kill you!"

(There are seven chapters in total, seven more chapters released today! I hope you guys enjoy reading it!)