Peerless Martial Soul

Fluttering steps, extremely fast, they chased behind the three in the blink of an eye.

He didn't even use the Purple Moon Knife, patted his palms lightly, and his palm strength poured out.

Chen Fengfeng's heart was extremely angry, and no matter how unrelenting he started, this powerful move directly shook the two into pieces of flesh and blood.

In the end, there was one left. This person was about 30 years old and had six levels of cultivation.

He saw that Chen Fengfeng was so terrifying that he killed two people whose strengths were equal to him in an instant. He was already shaking with fright and his face was pale.

He knew that he was absolutely impossible to run out, absolutely impossible to escape.

He fell to the ground, looking at Chen Feng with despair, begging: "Don't kill me, Chen Feng don't kill me."

Chen Feng slowly walked over, looked down at him, and said in a deep voice: "Now I ask one sentence, you answer one sentence, dare to have any nonsense, and kill you with one palm! The two people just now are your role models, understand. Yet?"

The disciple nodded repeatedly, and Chen Feng asked, "What did you find in the grave?"

"Nothing was found..."

The disciple said with tears and snot trembling.

He was already extremely regretful at this time, and followed his master Sun to dig the grave. He thought that he would be able to get a good result, but he didn't expect to find anything in the grave, and he also angered the evil star Chen Feng.

"I haven't found anything?" Chen Feng said: "Make it clear."

The disciple trembled: "After we dug up the tomb, we found that the inside of the coffin was empty, but there was nothing. The master was furious and took people away first, and then let a few of us stay here."

Chen Feng took a deep breath. The look did not ease down.

There are no bones in the master's coffin, which is also something he is very puzzled.

But he can know this secret himself, but he will never allow others to know it, so as not to cause an uproar.

Chen Feng asked, "Who else knows about this, besides you?"

The disciple shook his head quickly: "There is no one else, there is no one else."

Chen Feng nodded slowly, then walked to the tomb, preparing to backfill and trim the master's tomb.

But with an idea, he threw a corpse into the coffin, and then backfilled it with soil and trimmed it. It looked like the tomb had not been touched.

By doing so, you can prevent others from discovering this secret.

Chen Feng whispered: "Master, I'm sorry, the disciple is not filial, and asked you to accept the insult. Don't worry, I will avenge you!"

Chen Feng picked up the disciple and said cruelly: "Now, take me to find your master!"

The disciple hurriedly nodded, and Chen Feng asked Wang Wei next to him, "Do you want to take a look together?"

Wang Wei showed excitement in his eyes, and said with a smile: "Just about to see Brother Chen Feng's methods."

As the elder of the Waizong, Elder Sun has an independent courtyard in the Waizong.

His yard is very secluded, located on a gentle slope, and no one else lives around. The courtyard is very large, much larger than the courtyard of the general elders of the foreign sect.

This is naturally the benefit that Elder Sun relies on his comfort from the sect. The yard is secluded, which is convenient for cultivation, and it is also convenient for him to do some shameful things, but now it is convenient for Chen Feng.

The disciple took Chen Feng all the way to the front of the courtyard. In a woods, he pointed to the tall courtyard wall in front and said, "That's it."

Chen Feng nodded slightly. The disciple looked at Chen Feng, with a hint of hope in his eyes: "Brother Chen Feng, I have brought you here. Can you let me go?"

Chen Feng nodded slowly: "Of course."

There was still a smile on his face, and then he gently patted his back with his hands, spit out his heart, and diagnosed his heart.

This disciple showed a look of disbelief on his face, pointing at Chen Feng, but his body fell softly, his eyes wide open, and he was completely angry.

Chen Feng looked at him and said slowly: "Dare to dig my master's grave and blaspheme his old man under Jiuquan. All of you are going to die. For the sake of you showing me the way, leave you a whole body!"

After killing this disciple, Chen Feng came to the front gate of the courtyard and rushed directly into the courtyard.

He slammed his palm out, and the huge iron gate of the courtyard flew out more than ten meters and hit the ground heavily.

"Who?" Several disciples poured out from the side rooms on both sides of the courtyard, and shouted at Chen Feng.

Some of them have never seen Chen Feng, did not recognize him, and shouted arrogantly: "Little bastard, you're done, do you know whose residence this is?"

"This is the residence of Elder Zong Sun, if you dare to offend Elder Sun, it will definitely make you unable to survive or die!"

"Oh? I can't survive, or die? Try it!"

Chen Fengfeng sneered.

"The little **** is really arrogant, it's just looking for death!" These people didn't know Chen Feng, and seeing that he was only sixteen or seventeen years old, they didn't care about him at all.

One of them gave a sharp roar and punched out, the momentum was quite bluffing.

When Chen Feng glanced at it, he knew that he was the seventh-layered cultivation base, and the other two disciples were both holding their arms and watching the show.

In their opinion, the punch of their senior brother was enough to shake this ignorant boy to pieces.