Peerless Martial Soul

"Fortunately, Chen Feng didn't have the same knowledge as me. I can't afford to offend the people that the Heavenly Dao team will recruit."

In the still dark hall, Deacon Feng sat cross-legged, in a black crystal ball in front of him, scenes after scenes flashed.

In the end, it was fixed in the scene where Chen Feng beheaded Xu San with one sword.

Seeing this, Deacon Feng's face was extremely gloomy, and his hands couldn't help but tremble. With a ‘pop’, the black crystal ball shattered directly.

When Deacon Feng showed a gloomy color on his face, he murmured: "You little bastard, I didn't expect it, I really underestimated you!"

"You can actually kill Xu San. It seems that your strength is not that weak."

"However, you have given me a deep point for the sin of the Alchemist Association."

"My pharmacist association wants to kill you, but you dare to resist instead of just grabbing it! Little bastard, wait, and when I catch me, I will torture you twice."

"I want you to know what a tragic price you need to pay for today's things!"

At this time, the door opened.

Feng Dongcheng strode in. He looked at the crystal ball broken into pieces on the ground, and said in surprise:

"Uncle, what's the matter? Has something happened?"

Deacon Feng looked at him and said lightly, "Xu San is dead."

"What? Xu San is dead?" A look of surprise appeared on Feng Dongcheng's face.

He knew Xu San's strength, he was regarded as the best among all the second-level law enforcers, and now he was dead.

He frowned suddenly. After thinking for a while, he said, "Didn't Xu San go chasing and killing that little bunny named Chen Feng? Why? Could it be possible that Chen Feng actually killed him?"

He couldn't believe it, Deacon Feng nodded and said, "Yes, Xu San died in his hands."

Feng Dongcheng frowned and said: "It's not right, that little bastard's strength is several levels lower than Xu San, how could it be possible to kill him?"

Deacon Feng Sen looked cold and said: "This little **** has a few very strange martial arts, which are quite powerful, far beyond his level."

"Moreover, I watched the whole process. At first, Xu San chased him down, but later he didn't know what happened. Xu San kept chasing him down, but he didn't find him for several hours."

"This is very strange to me. With the difference in strength between the two of them, coupled with Xu San's powerful tracking ability, it is impossible to catch up for so long."

"And when he appears again, his strength is already very powerful, surpassing Xu San!"

In his eyes, he showed a look of interest, and said: "This shows that in these short hours, he has already gotten an adventure and his strength has risen dramatically."

As soon as he heard the words "Qingyu", Feng Dongcheng's face immediately glared, and he eagerly said, "Uncle, let me deal with him!"

"It just so happens, I also want to know what secret realm he entered?"

Deacon Feng hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

When Feng Dongcheng saw it, he was immediately very happy, haha ​​smiled and said, "Thank you, uncle."

Deacon Feng looked at him and said with concern: "Be careful, don't capsize in the gutter."

Feng Dongcheng laughed, didn't take his words to heart, and said arrogantly: "Uncle, don't worry, don't you know my strength?"

"That little bastard, the strength is so different from mine, like Xu San's level opponent, I can easily deal with several."

"That little bastard, how could it possibly hurt me?"

When Deacon Feng listened, he nodded slightly.

He knew the strength of this nephew. Not only was it quite powerful, but he also had countless insidious methods to deal with Chen Feng without any problems.

Feng Dongcheng turned and walked away, haha ​​smiled: "Uncle, don't worry, I will definitely bring him back within half a month."

His words are full of self-confidence, and he seems to have a chance to win.

Chen Feng left the mission hall and was about to perform his first mission.

Suddenly, he heard a noisy sound in the distance, a man's laughter, and a woman's angry shouting.

Chen Feng frowned and immediately walked over there.

Next to the mission hall was a square. At this time, a group of people surrounded a corner of the square.

Chen Feng walked out of the crowd, squeezed inside quietly, and saw what was happening in the crowd at this time.

I saw seven or eight young people wearing white clothes and embroidered with the pattern of tomorrow on the sea, surrounded by a young man who was about 20 years old.

This brother-in-law was quite handsome, but there was a slight frivolous expression in his expression, as well as a trace of evil.

He also wears the same clothes as the few young people next to him, obviously they should belong to the same organization.

At this time, the young man was holding a jade box in his hands, the jade box was tightly sealed, and he didn't know what was inside.

On the opposite side of the young man, there was a little girl in a goose-yellow shirt. She was quite handsome, and she knew it was strange and strange.

When Chen Feng saw it, he was immediately happy, this little girl again? This is an acquaintance!

Isn't this the girl in the yellow shirt who used him as a shield in the purple spirit world and was instead restrained by Chen Feng and took a middle-grade spirit grass from her?

Chen Feng stood among the crowd and looked calmly.