Peerless Martial Soul

"This Chen Feng is really naive, doesn't he know? Yu Gang is the most infatuation with Ding Qianshan. How could he offend Ding Qianshan?"

"This Chen Feng, who just pretended to be so hard-spirited, turned out to be a soft man, now I know it's too late to ask Yu Gang for help? It's too late! He offended Ding Qianshan, and no one can save him!"

"Yes, this man is too dumbfounded, and he deserves it if he died."

Chen Feng narrowed his eyes, looked at Yu Gang, and said in a cold voice, "So, even if I was killed here, you don't care, right?"

Yu Gang sneered and said, "Yes, just don't care."

At this time, instead, Chen Feng showed a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, and said faintly: "I understand, then the meaning is, if I am here, if Zhou Changqing is killed, there is nothing wrong, right? You don't care, right? !"

"Hahahaha..." Yu Gang let out a sneer of disdain, tears almost bursting out, and smiled at everyone: "Did you hear that? What did this waste just say? He actually said he could kill Zhou Changqing? Just a joke!"

"I don't know the heights of the waste, I dare to say anything, and I am not afraid that the wind will flash my tongue."

The people around also made waves of laughter.

"This Chen Feng is really arrogant."

"Yes, not only lacks the strength, but also so arrogant that he even said he killed Zhou Changqing?"

"Although Zhou Changqing is so flattering in front of Ding Qianshan, his true strength is definitely not to be underestimated. He has reached the fourth floor of the Shenmen Realm. How could Chen Fengfeng be his opponent, but only the second floor of the Gods Realm? It’s just a rookie."

Chen Feng said lightly: "You just need to answer me, yes or no?"

Yu Gang's face turned gloomy, and he said in a cold voice: "Chen Feng, you trash, how dare you talk to me like this?"

At this moment, Ding Qianshan suddenly spoke, and said lightly: "I'm in charge of Elder Yu, even if you kill Zhou Changqing, no one will care."

"But the problem is..." A joking smile appeared on his face: "How could you have killed Zhou Changqing, what do you think of yourself? Do you think you are me?"

Chen Feng ignored him, just looked at Yu Gang.

Yu Gang nodded and said with a cold voice: "Well, if you have the ability to kill Zhou Changqing, then kill him."

His expression was full of joking, and he didn't think Chen Feng was Zhou Changqing's opponent.

Chen Feng smiled slightly and said, "Okay, if that's the case, that's good."

As he said, he looked at Zhou Changqing and said softly: "Zhou Changqing, you are going to fight me, right?"

Zhou Changqing nodded: "Yes!"

Chen Feng slowly shook his head: "You are wrong. The battle between us cannot be called a duel, because you are nothing in front of me. The duel between us should be called a unilateral massacre!"

As he said, he shouted sharply, and the Ziyue Sword in his hand was suddenly unsheathed. Leaping into the air, Ziyue Dao with an extremely tyrannical aura, slashed towards Zhou Changqing!

Surprisingly, it is exactly the first move of the Three Swords: The Sword of Death!

Chen Feng cut out with this knife, and he was so powerful that he even felt that even the space could be torn apart. There was a terrifying thunderstorm in the air. Everyone felt an extremely tragic, unrelenting and tyrannical aura, and they couldn't help but feel like they were all up. With a layer of goose bumps, it seems that the temperature has dropped several degrees.

Everyone was shocked. Chen Feng's sword was powerful and powerful. How could it be a martial skill that a disciple of the second floor of the Divine Sect Realm could use?

This was especially true of Zhou Changqing, who faced this knife. He felt that as Chen Feng cut it down with this knife, it seemed that a huge mountain was pressing down towards him.

At this moment, he actually felt a trace of despair, and a word suddenly surged in his heart: death!

Then he roared frantically in his heart: "How is it possible? How is it possible? I am a strong man in the fourth floor of the gods, and Chen Feng is only the second floor of the gods! How could he be mine? Opponent? How could it kill me?"

But the irresistible fear and despair that emerged from the bottom of his heart had already invaded his heart!

This is the power of Chen Feng’s Desperate Knife. It is not only extremely powerful, but also because of the integration of the intent of the sword and Chen Feng’s understanding of the intent of the sword. Despair and fear!

Zhou Changqing let out a scream and desperate cry, and then burst out all over his body, using one of his strongest martial skills. The long sword, with its tyrannical might, engulfed his whole body, towards Chen Feng’s purple The Moon Knife stabbed heavily, looking powerful.

Finally, Ziyue Dao and his long sword smashed into each other heavily, and the long sword was like a straw hitting a tree trunk, and was easily knocked into the air!

The huge force shattered Zhou Changqing's right arm through the long sword, and flesh and blood flew, and even the bones were shattered!

Then Chen Feng cut it down without stopping with this knife!

Zhou Changqing let out a desperate scream: "Ah! Don't! Give me my life..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and a head flew up and lost the body of the head. It shook a few times on the ground, and then slammed it heavily on the ground, splashing blood in the neck cavity.

Before the ranking hall, there was no sound, and everyone looked at this scene in disbelief.