Peerless Martial Soul

Of course, this is a temporary ranking. After the overall ranking is compared, a new ranking will be placed based on personal performance.

Tomorrow is when the overall rankings will start.

Today, there are hundreds of disciples gathered here in the Ranking Hall. All of these hundreds of disciples came to collect their own number-plate clothes.

At this moment, under the stone wall in front of the ranking hall, a tall and thin young man with a cold face and a hint of arrogance on his face stood there with his positive and negative hands, and beside him, there were a dozen people around him. , The look on his face is very respectful, with a compliment that is hard to conceal.

The other masters of the general rankings saw this tall and thin young man with awe on his face, and walked around from a distance, not even dare to pass by him, obviously they were quite afraid of him.

The tall and thin young man glanced over the faces of the masters in the overall rankings, then snorted and said: "Chen Feng, that waste, hasn't it come yet?"

A young man in a big red robe next to him hurriedly bowed and said respectfully: "Brother Ding, the waste hasn't come yet, we've been staring at it!"

The tall and thin young man whom he called Senior Brother Ding said lightly: "Is it possible that this **** doesn't know that today is the day to receive the overall ranking plate?"

"This **** is not only low-powered, but it also doesn't even pay attention to major events in the sect. What use is it for people to keep him in the world?"

As soon as he said this, other people agreed.

"Yes, then Chen Feng is just a trash. Relying on his own low name, he doesn't practice well, and I don't know where he went in such a big day?"

"This kind of person is extremely superficial and has no background. It's just a villain for a while, and it won't last long."

"Haha, he still wants to be long? When the overall rankings are compared, Brother Ding will kill him as soon as he takes the shot. Where is the future?"

"Hey, you said that is bad. Brother Ding, what a noble character, would he make a shot for Chen Feng's trash? Isn't that too cheap? As long as Brother Ding said something, whichever of us shot , Can kill Chen Feng's waste!"

"Yes!" Everyone nodded in agreement.

When Senior Brother Ding heard this, his face also showed a touch of satisfaction, but his expression was still very arrogant.

The young man in a big red robe whispered next to him, "Brother Ding, since you ordered me down, I have been staring at Chen Feng a month ago."

"But I don't know what's going on, and I don't know whether he left Qianyuanzong or closed up. In this month, I haven't seen him at all."

"He was in the cave outside the sect, and there was no one. All his relatives and friends moved to a pavilion in the inner sect. I wandered around that pavilion every day, but I didn’t find Chen Feng’s Figure."

Someone laughed and said, "Maybe it was Chen Feng's trash. I didn't know what I could do and went deep into the Aomori Mountains, but was directly killed by the monster."

Many people nodded, and this speculation is still very possible.

A faint sarcasm appeared on Senior Brother Ding's face: "Chen Feng's trash, I ordered his head! It would be a shame if he let the monster be killed like this!"

"I still watch him kneel in front of me, knocking his head for hundreds of times, crying bitterly, begging me to give him a joy, and then torturing him with all kinds of torture, watching him cry in pain for ten days and nights before he died. Yeah! Let the monster beast kill it directly, it would be too cheap for him!"

At this moment, a voice suddenly rang from the crowd: "Speaking big, don't be afraid to flash your tongue. Are you so sure that you can easily take my brother Chen?"

Everyone's expressions were suddenly cold, and they looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw a fat man with big ears and greasy face standing not far away, staring at them angrily.

Senior Brother Ding looked at him, frowned and looked arrogant. He didn't pay attention to him at all, and asked indifferently, "Who are you?"

The young man in the red robe next to him laughed and said: "This fat man, named Tang Manjin, is in the top ten of this year’s rookie list, but everyone else has been killed by strength, but this waste came up by luck. All the way was a bye, and went straight to the top ten of the overall list."

After he finished speaking, everyone laughed, looking at Tang Manjin's eyes, full of disdain and contempt.

Senior Brother Ding walked over slowly, looked down at Tang Manjin, and said faintly: "You just said you Brother Chen, you mean, Chen Feng is your brother, right?"

Tang Manjin raised his chin: "Yes, Chen Feng is my brother!"

"Oh, since he is your brother..."

There was a cruel light in Senior Brother Ding's eyes, and suddenly he punched out, and only said on the way: "Then you can go to death!"

Tang Manjin was caught off guard, or even if he was defensive, he couldn't stop the punch at all, and the punch hit his chest hard.

Everyone heard a clear sound of Kerala bone fracture, Tang Manjin flew up, hit the rock wall hard, and then fell down again.

He lay on the ground, spurting blood, bleeding out from his chest, making his white robe a blood red.

But this fat man with a mild temper and even a little cowardly showed a rare look at this time.