Peerless Martial Soul

"Yes!" The other three people roared fiercely, and they all took out their weapons and charged at Chen Feng.

At this moment, Chen Feng suddenly looked up to the sky and roared loudly.

Behind him, Xiangliu Wuhun appeared directly in the sparkling light.

Everyone couldn't help but exclaimed when they saw this martial spirit that was dozens of meters long, with a huge snow-white snake body and five human heads appearing.

The tall and thin young man had a look of disbelief on his face: "It turns out to be an ancient demon god martial spirit!"

The next moment, the expression on his face froze.

Because, the four heads of Wuhun Xiangliu all emitted a sound ripple, covering the four tall and thin young men.

The next moment, the four of them were standing there, motionless!

The expressions on their faces were still concentrated, and the movements of their hands were still moving, but their bodies were motionless.

Wuhun magical power: shock!

Chen Feng did not use Extreme Striking. His martial soul magical power, Extreme Striking, had not been strengthened yet and could only be used on those below the sixth level of the Shenmen Realm.

The next moment, Chen Feng shouted: Long Xiang Jiutian!

He pushed out both palms together, and the dragon soared to the nine heavens. The dragon soared to the nine heavens for the first time, and the three giant dragons roared out, forming a fan in three directions, and struck out heavily.

The next moment, three giant dragons exploded violently, covering the four tall and thin young men!

At this time, the tall, thin young man and the other four people had not even been released from the immobilization state, and their bodies were still unable to move.

They watched helplessly as a violent explosion occurred, and the extremely powerful torrent of Gang Qi swept them inside, tearing apart their bodies.

Three young men were blown to pieces.

Only the tall and thin young man with the highest level of cultivation was directly blown away. He was seriously injured and vomited blood, but he still survived.

He fell hundreds of meters away and lay on the ground, looking at Chen Feng in disbelief, pointing his finger at him, coughing up blood and shouting: "You, how can you be so powerful?"

Chen Feng walked over with the Purple Moon Knife in hand and said with a slight smile: "Why can't I be so powerful? I've told you before."

The tall, thin young man could not say a word.

Before, he didn't take what Chen Feng said to heart at all, he only thought that Chen Feng was boasting.

Chen Feng walked up to him, lowered his head and looked down at him, lifting the Purple Moon Knife from the book.

Seeing this scene, the tall and thin young man was full of fear and begged: "Don't kill me, don't kill me."

Chen Feng said calmly: "Originally, you and I have no grievances, but unfortunately, since you want to kill me, I have no choice but to be rude."

As he spoke, he slashed out with his sword and a head flew up.

Qian Dong and others who witnessed this scene were completely dumbfounded.

This time, they looked at Chen Feng with eyes filled with awe and even admiration.

Is that human being? How could he be so powerful? With just one move, he killed four masters from the sixth level of Shenmen Realm!

Moreover, they are all masters at the peak of the sixth floor! How could he be so tyrannical?

Qian Dong and others simply didn't want to believe this fact.

But the facts are right in front of them, so they can’t help but believe it!

At this time, Chen Feng suddenly turned around and glanced at Qian Dong.

When he caught her gaze, Qian Dong, a man who always considered himself fearless, was so frightened that his whole body trembled.

His face was full of fear and he wanted to escape, but his whole body refused to obey his orders and he just kept trembling.

Chen Feng walked up to them, looked at him, and said with a sneer: "I seemed to see you gloating just now, and you also said that I would definitely die, right?"

Qian Dong's legs went weak, and he knelt on the ground, pleading, and said: "Chen Feng, please spare me, spare me. I shouldn't have done that just now, I'm sorry! I will never dare to do that again!" "

"Is it all just because I'm sorry? If I put myself in my shoes, I beg you, will you forgive me?"

Chen Feng sneered and put the Purple Moon Knife on his neck.

Feeling the coldness of the blade, Qian Dong's hair stood up all over his body!

He felt his lower body heat up and was so frightened that he peed.

He didn't look as ferocious as before. He knelt in front of Chen Feng and begged for mercy, crying bitterly.

Not only him, but Xu Xiaofeng and three other people also knelt on the ground, kowtowed repeatedly, and begged Chen Feng for forgiveness.

Chen Feng sneered: "I can spare you, but you have to do a few things for me."

Upon hearing this, Qian Dong's eyes showed hope, and he quickly said: "What is it? We will do it, we will do it!"

Chen Feng threw a piece of paper in front of them. It was filled with the names of dozens of medicinal materials and painted with patterns. They were exactly the medicinal materials Bai Shanshui needed.

Chen Feng said coldly: "Find all these medicinal materials within three days, otherwise, no matter how far you run away, I can catch up with you and kill them one by one!"

Qian Dong and others did not doubt what he said, and quickly agreed with fear on their faces.

Chen Feng swiped the Purple Moon Sword in his hand and slashed several times. The four Qian Dongs were all blinded in their left eyes, and their blood flowed profusely. Their left arm was also cut off at the root, and their blood spurted out wildly.

The four of them were in so much pain that they rolled crazily on the ground.

Chen Feng said coldly: "You are blind, so I will destroy one of your eyes and break this arm to teach you a lesson. Don't bully others at will in the future, otherwise you will lose your life!"