Peerless Martial Soul

Duan's Sanhu laughed triumphantly when he heard the discussion about them in the crowd. The laughter was loud and harsh, and arrogant, but no one dared to stand up and say something against it.

When they faced Chen Feng, they were vicious and vicious, but when faced with the more powerful three tigers of the Duan family, they all became waste.

Duan Changfeng, the eldest member of the three tigers of the Duan family, is a sturdy and tall man. He wears a blue shirt and his hair is draped. He was calm and condensed, and every step he walked was heavy, as if he had to step on the gravel ground.

He had just been nineteen years old, and he had already entered the Sixth Layer of the Acquired.

He walked in front of Chen Feng, swept his greedy eyes on the black blood snake skin and martial arts secrets, then stared at Chen Feng, sneered and said: "Trash, these two things belong to you?"

Chen Feng nodded faintly: "It's mine, do you want to buy?"

"Buy? A joke!"

Duan Changfeng laughed like he heard something funny, and laughed: "Buy a fart! I take your things to reward you! How can you, a trash, get such a good thing? For sure? It was stolen! I want to collect the stolen goods, besides..."

He stared at Chen Fengxie and smiled, "If you hand over another 100 low-grade spirit stones, I will not pursue you for stealing secret treasures!"

Chen Feng shook his head and said indifferently: "I don't have a spirit stone."

"fart!"

Duan Changfeng grinned and said: "I saw Uncle Han hand over a bag of spirit stones to you that day. If you don't take it out, I will kill you!"

Chen Feng suddenly grinned: "It seems that you have been staring at me!"

"Don't talk nonsense, hand it over!"

Duan Changfeng left a sentence coldly, and then turned around to clean up the black blood snake skin and martial arts secrets on the ground, as if these two things were his.

The surrounding outer disciples were disappointed to see this scene. Things were snatched by Duan Changfeng, so they were fine.

"Let go!" At this moment, a voice came from Duan Changfeng's back.

Duan Changfeng was stunned, and the surrounding outer disciples were also stunned.

It was Chen Feng who spoke.

Duan Changfeng slowly turned around and stared at Chen Feng, his eyes flickering: "Trash, do you dare to tell Lao Tzu to put it down? Do you know that Lao Tzu is going to kill you, just use your little finger!"

There was also a burst of laughter around.

"This **** is not only rubbish, but also blind. He is looking for death!"

"Yes, Brother Duan can wipe out him with just one finger!"

"Oh, what a pity, if he dies, wouldn't he have a lot less fun in the future?"

Chen Feng stared at Duan Changfeng without showing any weakness, and said coldly: "I tell you to put it down! Otherwise, which hand you hold, I will break your hand!"

The surrounding air is stagnant, and everyone is waiting for Duan Changfeng's thunder to erupt.

They are all thinking: "Is this trash crazy?"

"Trash, you are looking for death!" Duan Feng Feng was angry, grinned, and punched Chen Feng fiercely.

His punch, wrapped in the six-fold power of the acquired day, is a thousand pounds!

He can already predict Chen Feng's end, he will be beaten into meat sauce by his own punch! There is no burial place for death.

Chen Feng stayed still and shook his head slightly. After the battle with the black blood snake, this level of offense was not enough for him.

He moved his hands slightly, the immovable Ming Wang seal condensed, and then he slammed Duan Changfeng's fist severely.

Fudo Mingwang Seal can withstand the strength of tens of thousands of catties!

The difference is almost ten times!

With a ‘boom’, they crashed together.

The disciples of the Outer Sect were jokingly waiting for the scene where Chen Feng was killed.

But what made them dream of was that Duan Changfeng flew out after the fists intersected, vomiting blood in the air, fell to the ground, and screamed loudly.

His two younger brothers Duan Changyun and Duan Changlei looked at them, their faces changed drastically. Crazy yelling: "Trash, I've abolished you!"

The two rushed forward. They dared not neglect the look of their eldest brother's fiasco.

The Wuhu Broken Door Knife is a martial skill, they are very skilled, and they cut dozens of swords instantly.

However, Chen Feng stood still. The immovable King Ming seal he had condensed just now did not dissipate after defeating Duan Changfeng, and it was enough to withstand an attack of nine thousand jin!

Duan Changyun and Duan Changlei's offensive all fell on the seal of King Fudo Ming. The two long knives couldn't cut the mark of Ming Wang, sparks flew everywhere, and the sound of the intersection of gold and iron was endless.

But the Fudo Ming Wang Yin was only slightly dim and solid. Obviously, their attack did not cause much damage to the Fudo Ming Wang Yin.

Chen Feng smiled at the corner of his mouth, looking at them two like a clown.

"Have you chopped enough?" He suddenly smiled slightly, with an extremely cold smile on his face, and cried out: "If you chop enough, then go to death!"

Before he finished his words, he struck out the immovable Mingwang seal and slammed into the two brothers of the Duan family, spitting blood out of them.

He is standing, tall as a mountain, which makes people feel like a mountain standing still.

In the square, there was no sound for an instant, and immediately after that, the pot was fried!

Everyone can't believe what they saw!

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