Peerless Martial Soul

Chen Feng looked at the leading young man and said in a cold voice, "You are Yang Ba."

"Are you looking for my elder brother?"

The young man sneered disdainfully: "You are worthy of looking for my eldest brother? You don't even urinate and show yourself what you are!"

Chen Feng shouted coldly: "If you're not Yang Ba, just get out of here!"

The young man's face instantly turned sinister, and he said in a cold voice: "You little bastard, you are seeking death!"

But before he finished speaking, his pupils shrank, because Chen Feng had already punched him directly.

The young man instinctively wanted to arrive, but as soon as his fist touched the two giant dragon air currents as thick as a water tank, there was a cracking sound.

The two dragon-shaped air currents directly shattered the bones of his arms and bombarded his body, smashing all the bones in his body like a rag bag. His body fell to the ground softly like a rag bag. A useless person.

Not only that, the two or three young men next to him were also affected. They were seriously injured at the same time, vomited blood wildly, and were knocked out.

Chen Feng frowned. These wastes from the Yang family are all of such low strength. How can He De enter the Ziyang Sword Field?

A feeling of resentment arose in his heart. Ziyang Sword Field was so strict in selecting people from the Qianyuan Sect, and only selected three people with the best talent and the best character.

But in the Yang family, the selection of people is so loose, even this kind of trash can come in. It's really unfair to treat things like this!

Chen Feng shouted coldly: "How can He De, a waste like you who can't even take one of my moves, enter the Ziyang Sword Field?"

"Since the person who selects people for Ziyang Sword Field has unclear eyes, I will clean them for him! I also want him to know that the people selected by Ziyang Sword Field from the Yang family are all trash!"

As he spoke, resentment surged to the sky.

The onlookers cheered loudly.

They were also aggrieved that so many people from the Yang family with ordinary talents were selected into the Ziyang Sword Field.

As soon as Chen Feng finished speaking, a young man came out from the Yang Family Courtyard. He was about twenty-one or twelve years old, wearing a green robe, with high cheekbones, an aquiline nose, and two deep nasolabial folds.

A gloomy and cold energy burst out of him, with a huge momentum that was definitely not comparable to those of the Yang family disciples just now.

He looked at Chen Feng, frowned, and shouted coldly: "Who is it? How dare you act so recklessly in my Yang Family Courtyard, are you tired of living?"

"If you get tired of living, I wouldn't mind giving you a ride!"

Chen Feng looked at him coldly and said only five words: "Is it Yang Ba?"

The young man in green robe was slightly startled and said coldly: "Are you looking for our elder brother?"

As soon as Chen Feng heard this, he knew that he was not Yang Ba. He didn't even wait for him to finish speaking. He took a step forward and said coldly: "If it's not him, then get out of the way!"

There were whispers among the crowd nearby.

"This green-robed young man's name is Yang Chun! Among all the disciples of the Yang family recruited by Ziyang Sword Field this time, Yang Chun, Yang Hu and Yang Ba are the strongest."

"Of course, Yang Ba's strength is far superior to that of Yang Chun and Yang Hu, but this Yang Chun has also reached the peak of the fifth level of Shenmen Realm and is even stronger than Yang Hu!"

"Haha, let's see how Chen Feng deals with him this time. I feel that Chen Feng can at most be tied with him! You know, Yang Chun is much stronger than Yang Hu!"

"Not necessarily, I feel that Chen Feng should be superior to him!"

Hearing the whispers around him, a cold look flashed across Yang Chun's face.

He has always thought highly of himself, but now someone in the crowd actually thought that he was no match for Chen Feng, which made him feel extremely angry!

He had always looked down on Yang Hu, thinking that he was just a brainless waste.

After Yang Hu and others were carried back miserably, when he heard others describe Chen Feng's strength, he didn't believe it at all. He thought they were deliberately exaggerating Chen Feng's strength in order to shirk responsibility and avoid punishment!

He suddenly gave a sharp shout and a clang, unsheathed the sword in his hand, and stabbed Chen Fengfeng fiercely!

As soon as the sword thrust out, a shrill sound broke through the air, and the cold wind howled, biting the bones.

The surrounding air suddenly became cold, and some people with low strength shivered violently.

The air between Chen Feng and Yang Chun was covered with a thick layer of ice. This sword was extremely powerful. The onlookers were moved and exclaimed:

"Yang Chun is really powerful, and he is well-deserved for being the top of the fifth floor of the Shenmen Realm!"

Yang Chun also had a proud look on his face, looking at Chen Feng as if he was looking at a dead person.

He seemed to have seen Chen Feng frozen into ice after being stabbed by his sword.

He is a very insidious and cunning person. Although he did not think that Chen Feng was his opponent at all, he still chose to attack in a sneak attack!

The Yang family disciples who were surrounding Chen Feng and Yang Chun had excitement on their faces. One of them shouted arrogantly: "Brother Chun, I can take care of this trash with one sword. There is absolutely no way he can be your opponent." !”

"Haha, if you ask me, if Brother Chun killed this waste with one sword, it would be too easy for him. If Brother Chun stabs him with the sword, he should be frozen into ice cubes and then broken into pieces bit by bit. , let him feel the pain of losing his life bit by bit!"

Everyone in the Yang family felt that Yang Chun had already secured victory.

Because they have all seen Yang Chun take action before. After Yang Chun's sword stabbed, he could even freeze a small pond directly and freeze the creatures inside instantly!