Peerless Martial Soul

Although the power is huge, the consumption is also very high.

With Chen Feng's current strength, he can only perform one and a half moves.

The second move will damage the roots and overdraw the body!

You know, with his current cultivation level, he can perform five moves and six dragon spins.

The consumption of Long Xiang Jiutian can be seen from this.

After the surprise of the breakthrough faded, Chen Feng then revealed a wry smile.

He found that all the mid-grade spiritual stones he had accumulated some time ago had been consumed by now.

This afternoon, he continued to consume and replenish Gang Qi, and he had already consumed hundreds of thousands of middle-grade spiritual stones. Now he can be said to be completely broke.

Chen Feng murmured to himself: "Now we still have to figure out where to find the middle-grade spiritual stones."

At this moment, Ziyue suddenly said in his ear: "Chen Feng, on the cliff in front of you on the right, a hundred meters away, there is someone peeping there."

When Chen Feng heard this, he was shocked. He calmly lowered his voice and said, "How long has that person been there?"

Ziyue said: "I don't know either. I found him a cup of tea ago. In order not to disturb you, I didn't tell you at that time."

Chen Feng knew that Ziyue's senses were much more sensitive than his. He felt it carefully and found that there was a figure lying there.

The aura was extremely weak, no wonder I hadn't noticed it before.

Chen Feng shouted sharply: "Who are you, get out!"

Then it flew towards there at an extremely fast speed, reaching there in an instant.

At this time, a figure also jumped up quickly, trying to escape.

Chen Feng punched out, hitting his vest directly, beating the man until blood spurted out and he fell heavily to the ground!

Chen Feng walked over and saw this person's appearance in the moonlight, and then frowned.

"It's you?"

This person looked familiar to him, and he immediately remembered who it was.

It turned out that he was one of the handyman disciples who was responsible for cleaning the courtyard in the Qianyuan Sect's annex.

This man was about sixteen or seventeen years old, about the same age as Chen Feng. He had a delicate appearance, but there was a stubbornness in his eyes.

At this time, although he was beaten by Chen Fengfeng until he vomited blood, he still stood there and looked at Chen Feng with an unyielding face.

He gritted his teeth and refused to admit defeat at all. He struggled to stand up and looked at Chen Feng without showing any signs of weakness.

Somehow, Chen Feng suddenly saw a little bit of himself in him.

"This boy looks a lot like me!"

Chen Feng stared at him and said coldly: "You are a handyman disciple of Ziyang Sword Field. Why are you hiding here and watching me practice martial arts?"

He originally thought that this young man was going to quibble, but he didn't expect that this young man raised his chin with a stubborn look on his face. That's right: "I peeked at you practicing martial arts. I know this is a taboo. You Kill or behead, whatever!"

Chen Feng smiled and said with great interest: "Oh, you're pretty tough!"

Chen Feng no longer had any murderous intentions towards him, and smiled slightly: "Tell me, why are you peeking?"

He felt that this boy was very familiar and saw his own shadow in him.

Chen Feng rarely found that he had softened his heart.

If this young man could tell the reason, he would not only stop arguing with him, but even help him.

The young man glared at him fiercely: "I know that you are an outer disciple who is about to enter the Ziyang Sword Field. You have a distinguished status. I peeked at you practicing martial arts and committed a taboo. Please kill me! Don't humiliate me again. Got it!"

Chen Feng smiled and said, "I don't mean to humiliate you, I really want to know the reason."

At this moment, there were rapid footsteps behind him.

Shen Yanbing strode over, looked at Chen Feng, and said anxiously: "Chen Feng, all the handyman disciples serving in our other courtyard have been killed!"

"What?"

Chen Feng looked at her with shock on his face and said, "All of them were killed? Come on, take me to see them."

Shen Yanbing nodded, and Chen Feng turned back to look at the young man.

The young man faced his gaze and did not dodge. Instead, he acted even tougher than before.

Chen Feng shook his head slowly. He could see that this young man was absolutely connected to the murder of those handyman disciples.

He stretched out his palm and directly sealed the young man's meridians. Then he took his collar and went to the room where the servants lived with Shen Yanbing.

In the side room of the Qianyuan Sect's courtyard, the door was open at this time. As soon as Chen Feng approached, he smelled a strong smell of blood.

After entering, I was stunned for a moment.

There were seven or eight handyman disciples lying on the ground. Their deaths were horrific. Some were beheaded, some were cut in half, and some had their chests opened. Even the heart was dug out.

There was blood on the ground, covering his ankles.

There was still a look of fear on their faces.

Chen Feng turned around suddenly, and sure enough, he saw blood stains on many places on the young man's robe.

Chen Feng's face was full of anger, he slapped the young man with a fierce slap, and shouted sternly: "You are so young, so vicious-hearted!"

His palm was about to land on the boy's head.

With this palm strike, the young man's head would be smashed, but the young man did not have the slightest fear.

Instead, he held his head high and looked at Chen Feng extremely stubbornly. There was no trace of resignation on his face, it was full of anger and unwillingness!

Seeing his eyes like this, Chen Feng suddenly trembled in his heart.

How familiar is this look?

In the Qianyuan Sect, when I was bullied by Yang Chao and Xiangbu, and even when I was bullied by people like Elder Sun in the outer sect, and when they randomly put charges on them and wanted to kill them, didn't I have the same look in my eyes?