Peerless Martial Soul

Chen Feng glanced at it and was slightly surprised.

It turned out that he knew the young man who was running in front of him. It was Wang Wei. When Elder Sun dug up his master's grave, it was Wang Weilai who informed him.

At this time, Wang Wei had obviously been hunted down for a while, and if his injuries were not unexpected, they were caused by the latter two.

At this moment, suddenly the young man holding the sword threw the long sword in his hand forward, and the long sword in his hand broke through the air. It was also quite powerful, tearing the air, and stabbing it heavily on Wang Wei's calf. Above.

Wang Wei let out a scream, his calf was almost cut off, he fell to the ground hard, and suffered such a severe injury, it was very difficult for him to get up, let alone escape.

The two youths in green robes, seeing and falling to the ground, smiled, didn't worry, and walked forward slowly and surrounded him.

The two looked down at him, and one of them showed a joking smile. Hehe sneered and said, "Wang Wei, why didn't you run? You run for Lao Tzu!"

With that, he kicked Wang Wei's wound fiercely.

A sharp pain came, but Wang Wei was also hard enough, clenching his teeth, lying on the ground, staring at him fiercely, without a scream.

"Yo, dare to be tough with me?"

"You little bastard, you are looking for death!"

Seeing him like this, a haze flashed in the eyes of the two young people.

The young man who kicked him just now wanted to fight again. At this time, another young man stopped him and said with a smile: "Brother, don't worry. How much pain can he have if you hit him like this?"

"Why not, let's **** him back. There is a big jail in the grandfather's palace. There are various instruments of torture for interrogation, which are enough to make him better than death."

The young man who was called the third brother smiled and nodded.

When he stretched out his hand, he picked up Wang Wei and said with a sneer: "You kid, dare to offend our uncle and grandpa, this time you can't survive or die."

At this moment, a clear voice full of sorrow suddenly sounded: "Put him down."

Then Chen Feng walked out slowly from the nearby woods.

When Wang Wei saw Chen Feng at a glance, a touch of excitement appeared in his eyes, and he shouted, "Brother Chen Feng, help me!"

Chen Feng nodded at him and said slowly: "Don't worry, no one can touch you if I am here today!"

After he said this, the two youths in Qingpao looked at each other, and then both laughed wildly.

One of them, pointing to Chen Feng, said with a disdainful face: "You little bastard, is your hair all grown? Just learn how to make a fool of yourself?"

"What are you talking about? We can't touch him with you? What are you?"

As if not hearing their provocative words, Chen Feng said indifferently: "Put Wang Wei down, you guys get fucked, and if you make another word, I will just abolish you!"

"Little bastard, you are looking for death!"

The young man in Qingpao, known as the third brother, screamed and slashed at Chen Feng with a long knife in his hand.

As soon as he shot, Chen Feng could see his strength, which was about four times the day after tomorrow.

For Chen Feng at this time, it was almost like an ant.

Chen Feng smiled coldly, did not use any martial arts at all, and with a light flick of his right hand, it hit his long knife.

With a soft bang, the long knife shattered into countless pieces. The young man in green robe screamed in pain, spurted out a mouthful of blood, staggered, and stepped back several steps in succession.

His right arm hangs down softly like a noodle, obviously, the bones inside have been shattered.

The two young men in Qingpao looked at Chen Feng like monsters, their faces full of disbelief.

This teenager who seems to be almost ten years younger than them is so terrifying in strength?

They have deeply realized the huge gap between themselves and Chen Feng. Chen Feng moved forward slowly and said lightly: "Let Wang Wei down."

He stepped forward, and the two young men in Qingpao took a step back.

They were already shocked by Chen Feng's strength, but they still shouted arrogantly:

"Little bastard, don't think that you have a few skills to be arrogant in front of us, do you know who we are?"

Chen Feng said coldly: "I really don't know who you are?"

The two youths in green robes screamed: "Our brother's grandfather is Su Zhaodong, the elder of your Qianyuanzong's outer sect. If you dare to touch one of our hairs, Su Taishang will crush you directly. I can't protect you!"

When they mentioned Su Zhaodong, they seemed to have regained their courage. Looking at Chen Feng, they arrogantly laughed and said: "Little bastard, you offended us. If our uncle and grandpa find out, they will definitely not forgive you."

"Now, you kneel in front of me and knock your heads a few times. Our two brothers are in a good mood. Maybe they can plead with you, say a few good things, and let you suffer less!"

"Oh, your uncle turned out to be Su Zhaodong!"

A chill flashed in Chen Feng's eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, revealing a sneer: "I wanted to save your life, but now it seems that I don't need it!"

When the two young men in Qingpao heard him say this, there was a look of horror on their faces.

How does it seem that this young man actually didn't pay attention to Su Zhaodong at all? And it seems that when they heard about their relationship with Su Zhaodong, they would even kill them!

Chen Feng was already impatient and talked nonsense with them again.