Peerless Martial Soul

He looked at Li Jingrou and said ferociously: "Little girl, just watch and watch how we kill him."

"After killing him later, we brothers will take care of you."

As they said this, several of them looked at Li Jingrou with lewd looks on their faces and laughed.

Li Jingru's face turned red with anger and she was about to burst into tears.

Chen Feng's face turned cold: "These people must die!"

Chen Feng looked at them and said coldly: "You scum will all die here today."

"What? What did you say?"

"You dare to say such things when you are about to die. Should I say you are arrogant and ignorant? Or should I say you are blind?" The tall and thin young man laughed and said:

"You only have the cultivation level of the third level of Shenmen Realm. Any one of us here can kill you!"

Then he looked at the other people and said, "Which of you is interested? Play with this guy?"

A tall young man in a white robe came out and said with a smile: "Among us, I am the weakest, so let me play with him!"

This white-robed young man was in the early stages of cultivation at the sixth level of the Shenmen Realm.

The tall and thin young man nodded and said, "Okay, be careful, don't let him die too easily. I want him to suffer a lot before he dies and pay the price for those ignorant words he just said."

The young man in white robe laughed: "Third brother, don't worry!"

The young man in white robe walked up to Chen Feng, looked down at him with an extremely arrogant attitude, and said with a sneer: "Remember my name, the person who killed you is a disciple of the Platinum Branch, Zhao Wuming!"

"Zhao Wuming, right?"

Chen Feng said calmly: "If you want to fight, fight? Why is there so much nonsense?"

Zhao Wuming's face turned ferocious: "Okay, you loser, since you are so eager to die, then I will help you."

As he spoke, he smacked out his palms fiercely.

After the two palms were clapped, the color of the palms quickly changed from the color of flesh to platinum, making it look like it was made of steel.

And his Gang Qi turned directly into sharp swords, which looked extremely sharp.

Hundreds of sharp swords stabbed at Chen Feng!

If he were stabbed this time, Chen Feng would be beaten into a sieve!

Everyone on the sidelines. It was scary to watch.

It turns out that these five people are actually disciples of the five major branch sects, the Platinum Branch and the Agni Fire Branch.

It's really strong, and once you take action, you can tell it's extraordinary!

Qian Dong, the scarred young man, thought happily: "Fortunately, I didn't conflict with them."

The foundation of this Platinum branch sect has extremely strong metallic Qi in his palm, and the Qi can be directly condensed into a sword.

These long swords are far sharper than steel. They are indestructible and have very powerful lethality!

How many of them. Everyone burst into gloating laughter: Chen Feng will definitely die this time, and he will not be able to block this palm.

Zhao Wuming laughed loudly: "Chen Feng, you can't even take my palm, do you believe it or not?"

Chen Feng sneered and said, "I really don't believe it!"

Suddenly, he also struck out with a fierce palm, which was the six dragons spinning around.

In front of him, a huge cyclone suddenly appeared, emitting an extremely powerful suction force.

And Zhao Wuming fired the hundreds of long swords condensed with Gang Qi. Attracted by the suction force, he actually threw them directly into the cyclone.

The long sword entered the cyclone and was quickly extinguished, and the cyclone disappeared immediately.

Zhao Wuming was stunned: "My extremely tyrannical palm was directly resolved so easily?"

At this time, Chen Feng had already roared: "You can also try to take a punch from me!"

He punched out with both fists, the first move of the Great Dragon-Subduing Divine Fist: Dragon Fighting in the Wild!

Two giant dragons burst out. Before Zhao Wuming could react, he was hit in the chest by the two giant dragons.

He screamed and spurted out a mouthful of blood, mixed with internal organs fragments.

The whole person was smashed directly into the ground and was seriously injured.

Then in the next moment, Chen Feng flashed and was already in front of him.

The long knife slashes out, the fatal knife!

The breath of death rushed towards his face, and Zhao Wuming felt a sense of despair permeating his mind, and there was only a cold and dead silence in his heart.

He suddenly realized that he was going to die, and he howled miserably: "No..."

But the next moment, the sound stopped suddenly.

The Purple Moon Sword had cut off his throat, and Chen Feng's explosive momentum had already reached the sixth floor.

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked. The people who came to rob and kill Chen Feng looked at him with disbelief.

"How is it possible? A person from the third floor actually killed Junior Brother Zhao from the sixth floor in an instant. This is simply unbelievable!"

But beside her, Li Jingrou was very happy for Chen Feng, clapping her hands and applauding!

After a while, the tall and thin young man looked at Chen Feng, nodded slowly, and said in a cold voice: "It turns out that I misjudged you. You are not the third floor, but you have concealed your strength. You are actually the sixth floor. The strong one!"

"I admit that your strength is already comparable to ours, and you have also mastered one or two powerful martial arts, but it is a pity..."

Chen Feng asked lightly: "What's the pity?"

"It's a pity that your strength is not enough! If we go together, you will definitely not be our opponent!"

Chen Feng raised his head and smiled proudly: "Then give it a try!"

The tall and thin young man shouted: "Brothers, come together and deal with this kid!"