Peerless Martial Soul

There was a burst of laughter below. There were only a hundred people on the overall list. The bottom ten were all newcomers this year, and the ninth place on the overall list was the worst one last year.

Thinking about it, if Shen Yanbing hadn't been seriously injured, he would never have dared to challenge Shen Yanbing.

As if Su Qingsong didn't hear the ridicule below, he took out the sword in his hand and stabbed Shen Yanbing.

After a few rounds, more people were disdainful of him, and despicable voices kept coming.

It turned out that he had been greeting Shen Yanbing at the place where he was injured, and he had a very quick and dexterous, close-fitting fighting style.

After getting close to Shen Yanbing, he kept stabbing at her wounds. However, Shen Yanbing's giant sword was so big that he couldn't handle it for a while. He could only retreat continuously and was injured several times by him.

Chen Feng saw clearly from below that Shen Yanbing was actually not used to Su Qingsong's fighting style.

Of course, if Shen Yanbing was not injured, it would be difficult for Su Qingsong to get close to him, as he was afraid that he would be knocked away by Shen Yanbing's sword.

But now, Shen Yanbing was seriously injured, his strength, speed and reaction ability were greatly reduced, and he couldn't get rid of it for a while.

Chen Feng could tell that Shen Yanbing was no longer his opponent, and defeat was only a matter of time, and the longer it was delayed, the more serious the injury might be.

Chen Feng shouted: "Yan Bing, admit defeat!"

Shen Yanbing heard Chen Feng's cry and hesitated for a moment, but he still listened to Chen Feng's words, gritted his teeth, took the initiative to retreat, jumped off the stage of life and death, and then raised his voice and said: "I surrender."

"He who knows the current affairs is a hero!"

Su Qingsong let out a burst of proud laughter. Perhaps this battle made him burst with confidence. He looked at Shen Yanbing and sneered: "Everyone says how powerful your new generation is, but I think it's nothing more than that!"

"Didn't I defeat you easily? Alas, you newcomers are so arrogant. In fact, you are all useless and vulnerable!"

Suddenly, a voice came from the audience: "Really?"

It was Chen Feng.

Chen Feng just caught Shen Yanbing, applied wound medicine on her body, and then slowly walked onto the stage of life and death, looked at Su Qingsong, and said lightly: "Su Qingsong, I am Chen Feng, ranked ninety-one, and I will challenge today. you!"

Su Qingsong looked at him with a hint of disdain on his face: "It turns out they are the people on this year's newcomer list. I just said that all of you newcomers this year are useless and vulnerable!"

Chen Feng snorted coldly and said lightly: "You will know if you try it."

He did not draw the sword. He had just seen that Su Qingsong was only in the middle stage of the third level of the Shenmen Realm. Such strength was not worthy of him drawing the sword.

The index finger of Chen Feng's right hand turned purple jade, and with a misstep, he came directly in front of Su Qingsong at a very fast speed, and pointed his right index finger at his forehead.

Su Qingsong didn't expect him to be so fast, and was caught off guard. The long sword in his hand blocked him. Chen Feng's right index finger directly touched the long sword, which was made of fine steel. It was shattered by Chen Feng's finger!

Su Qingsong looked at this scene with disbelief and exclaimed: "What? How can your finger strength be so strong? My long sword is made of excellent stainless steel!"

Chen Feng snorted coldly: "This is just the beginning!"

Pointing out again, the target was still Su Qingsong's forehead.

This time, Su Qingsong no longer had a long sword to resist. A ruthless look flashed in his eyes and he punched out with both fists.

In his opinion, after his fists were released, they should be enough to block Chen Feng's fingers.

But what he didn't expect was that Chen Feng's Jin Feng Broken Jade Finger easily broke through the Gang Qi on the surface of his fist, pierced directly into his fist, and pierced a deep hole on the surface of his fist. , and then Gang Qi spurted out.

Su Qingsong let out a scream, and the fist of his right hand, and even the entire lower arm, were shattered to pieces, with no flesh and blood left!

A sharp look flashed in Chen Feng's eyes, showing no mercy. He pointed out the broken jade finger again. Su Qingsong had realized that he was no match for Chen Feng. He opened his mouth and wanted to shout and admit defeat.

But it was too late, Chen Feng's index finger had already pointed at his throat, directly crushing his throat.

Su Qingsong's eyes widened, his expression froze, and his body fell heavily to the ground!

Seeing this scene, everyone in the audience exclaimed in disbelief:

"What? How is it possible? Su Qingsong died in Chen Feng's hands so easily?"

"How long did it take, five breaths?"

"No, Chen Feng only used three blows! The first move shattered the sword in Su Qingsong's hand, the second move blew up his fist, and the third move killed him! And he only used One fingering move, no other martial arts!"

Many people below exclaimed in amazement, and looked at Chen Feng with a bit of awe in their eyes.

At this time, Ding Qianshan let out a disdainful snort: "Su Qingsong is nothing but a waste. Defeating a waste will not change the fact that Chen Feng is a waste!"

Su Qingsong's body was carried down by the servants of the sect, but the blood on the life and death platform was not wiped away. The blood-soaked life and death platform added a bit of sinister aura.

This is the first casualty in this year's overall ranking competition, but as you can imagine, it will definitely not be the last.