Peerless Martial Soul

They didn't believe that Chen Feng could block this sword!

Hearing the comments from the people around him, Yang Chun became even more arrogant, laughing loudly and saying: "Go to hell!"

Chen Feng's face turned even colder. He originally wanted to abide by the rules of the Ziyang Sword Field, which was to exchange tooth for tooth, eye for eye, and destroy the opponent's cultivation.

But he didn't expect that the other party's attack would be a sure-kill move.

If you are weak, you will be frozen directly if you are hit by this move, which is absolutely unlucky!

Since his opponent was so vicious, he would not be merciful. Chen Feng sneered: "You should be the one who dies!"

Saying that, punch out with both fists!

Six Dragons Spin!

The dragon fights in the wild, its power is limited, and it is no longer enough to deal with this move!

After this six-dragon spin attack, a huge cyclone with a diameter of six or seven meters suddenly appeared. The six giant dragons' airflow made a roaring sound, which shocked everyone around them and made their eardrums hurt.

Six dragon-shaped airflows move rapidly, generating huge suction.

The sword in Yang Chun's hand was involuntarily deflected and thrown towards the center of the cyclone.

When Yang Chun saw this scene, he was immediately shocked and tried hard to keep the sword from deviating from the direction, but it didn't work at all.

Not only the sword, but also him was lifted off the ground and flew into the cyclone.

Seeing this scene, everyone around them exclaimed.

What kind of martial arts is this? It's so powerful and wonderful. A cyclone can even suck people and weapons into it. It looks like Yang Chun is about to be sucked in!

After being sucked in, one can imagine his fate!

Yang Chun let out a low growl, bit his tongue hard, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. The Gang Qi circulated crazily, and the Gang Qi instantly strengthened a bit.

At the same time, he let go of the sword and slapped his chest hard with his palm.

With the power of this palm, he changed the direction and avoided the absorption of the cyclone.

At this time, the long sword was sucked into the cyclone with a swish, and was crushed into powder.

The cyclone also disappeared at the same time.

Seeing this scene, Yang Chun was covered in cold sweat and was very happy.

The long sword was made of precious metal and was extremely hard. It was even smashed into pieces, let alone him.

He could imagine that if it were him, he would be crushed to pieces!

Before he could come to his senses, he saw a flash of figure, and Chen Feng appeared in front of him.

At this time, he looked at Chen Feng with a hint of fear in his eyes, and turned around to run away.

Chen Feng sneered: "I want to escape now, is it still too late?"

Another heavy punch was thrown out, and two giant dragons roared out.

This punch hit Yang Chun's chest hard, breaking all his bones. He spurted out a mouthful of blood, flew dozens of meters away, collapsed a wall, and landed heavily on the ground.

Then Chen Feng slowly walked forward.

Seeing him take a step forward, all the Yang family disciples took a step back and looked at Chen Feng with fear on their faces, with a deep look of fear in their eyes.

Chen Feng looked at them and sneered: "Why are you not so arrogant? Why are you not shouting? Didn't you just say that Yang Chun could freeze me with one sword? Why don't you say it now?"

All Yang family disciples were silent. No one answered Chen Feng's words. No one even dared to look directly at Chen Feng for fear of irritating him!

At the same time, the onlookers were also whispering.

"I didn't expect that Chen Feng is really so powerful. Yang Chun, who is at the peak of the fifth floor of the Divine Sect Realm, was seriously injured by him with just two punches."

"With such strength, I think he is no weaker than Yang Ba!"

"Compared with Yang Ba, I'm afraid it's still a little worse, but Yang Ba is far better than Yang Chun and Yang Hu!"

Chen Feng took two more steps forward and shouted sternly: "Yang Ba, get out of here, what's the point of showing off your head and tail!"

"If you don't come out, I will have no choice but to destroy the cultivation of all the Yang family disciples outside you one by one!"

At this moment, a voice suddenly came, full of indifference and coldness: "Who is making a noise here?"

Then, a young man of twenty-one or twelve years old slowly walked out of the main hall.

After seeing this young man, the crowd suddenly became quiet. Everyone looked at him with a trace of fear in their eyes.

There were also many people with unconcealable fear on their faces.

Obviously, most people know him and are well aware of his strength.

Chen Feng looked at him, his brows raised slightly, and he looked a little surprised!

The man who walked out could be said to be unattractive in appearance and short in stature, a full head shorter than Chen Feng. He was skinny, with a sallow complexion, and looked sickly.

But this person gave Chen Feng the impression that he was as tall and steady as a mountain.

He stood there, just like a man standing in front of a huge mountain. His momentum was so huge that no one dared to underestimate him.

Chen Feng looked at him and asked calmly: "Are you Yang Ba?"

"Yes, I am!"

Yang Ba raised his chin slightly and looked at Chen Fengfeng from the corner of his eyes, his face full of arrogance and disdain. It was obvious that he didn't take Chen Feng seriously at all.

Yang Chun was lying in the rubble, covered in blood, and shouted loudly: "Brother, you must avenge me!"

As he said that, he looked at Chen Feng with a look of hatred on his face.

Yang Hu, who was on the stretcher next to him, also shouted loudly: "Brother, and me, you must avenge me too!"