Peerless Martial Soul

The white-clothed youth and the green-shirted youth looked at each other, and a trace of pride flashed in their eyes, not shaking Chen Feng hard at all, but wandering to confront him.

It was very difficult for Chen Feng to attack them. The two had been wandering and didn't fight him head-on.

Time was consuming every minute, and the time limit was getting closer and closer, and Chen Feng still couldn't get rid of them.

Chen Feng used Yuluofei's sword technique again.

However, these two men seemed to be very familiar with Yuluofei's swordsmanship, and they carefully avoided the white flying flowers every time.

Yuluofei's sword technique is of no use to them!

Chen Feng could not attack them, and every time Chen Feng wanted to leave quickly, they would stick up like two nasty flies!

"Hahahaha, it's useless!"

The young man in Qingshan laughed wildly: "We have all inquired about your details. There are only these two martial arts, Junior Brother and I, don't fight you hard, only fight with you, and you will definitely be able to entangle you. You take us, no Any way!"

"As long as you haunt you for half an hour, you will be late! Hahaha..."

The white-clothed youth also yelled: "It seems that we can not only entangle you, but even kill you! Humph, the famous Chen Feng is nothing more than that!"

"is it?"

Chen Feng sneered: "Then try my Ben Lei sword!"

His movements quickly changed from extremely sturdy and heavy to extremely swift, using the Thunder Sword, piercing hundreds of swords within one breathing time!

The face of the young man in white changed drastically, full of shock.

He did not expect that Chen Feng's transformation speed would be so fast!

It was a sledgehammer and axe just now, but now it is a short sword and dagger!

He hurriedly crossed the sword to block in front of him, and there was an extremely dense clanging sound, with two screams in between.

On the big sword, dozens of holes were pierced instantly. A dozen blood flowers burst out of the white clothed man!

Soon, the two figures separated.

Chen Feng was unscathed and stood proudly with a sword. The big sword in the hands of the white-clothed man had been pierced into a sieve, with countless holes on it, and dozens of wounds had been cut out on his body. The blood was dripping with the white shirt, which looked miserable.

Chen Feng also saw his looks clearly.

He is a young man in his twenties with a rough-looking appearance and a burly figure.

The white-clothed youth screamed in disbelief: "How is it possible? You still have such a light and quick sword technique? Impossible! When did you learn it?"

The young man in Qingshan was also full of horror.

"Haha, do you have to tell you my little master's hole cards? Die!"

Chen Feng laughed.

Ben Lei Jian used, this time, the youth in the green shirt and the youth in white were simultaneously enveloped!

Lei Ben Lei sword technique was cultivated when he hunted and killed the giant bull with golden armor, and he had never used it in front of the people of Qian Yuanzong, so of course they didn't know his hole cards.

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Broken Arrow Peak.

A lot of people had gathered in the square outside the Waizong Conference Hall.

The top ten disciples, except Chen Feng, all arrived.

There are also some elders.

Outer Sect Master Zhuo Bufan, Supreme Elder Su Zhaodong, Chen Guyun and others are all present.

Han Yu'er looked back at the mountain road that came up, and saw that it was empty without the figure she had been looking forward to, and she was very anxious.

"Father, why isn't Chen Feng coming? What happened to him?" Han Yuer asked anxiously.

Han Cong was also very anxious in his heart, but he didn't show it, and said calmly: "Don't worry, don't worry, Chen Feng is very stable, and if you know the severity, you will definitely not be late."

Elder Sun sneered: "Really? It's so stable, and it's so late? Doesn't it mean that everyone present is more stable than him?"

Ran Changling laughed and said, "This rubbish, isn't it that you dare not come?"

Qin Moling echoed on one side and said with a smile: "What Ran Shao said is."

"It's a mere rubbish. In the Grand Competition of Foreign Sects, I was lucky to win a few games! Especially in the one with Ran Shao you, if it weren't for Ran Shao's kindness and a shameless sneak attack by him, how could he win?"

"In the eyes of those of us who have always been geniuses, he is still an ant!"

Qin Moling turned black and white, extremely shameless.

"Zhushan Blessed Land Competition, but life and death fight, will not show mercy! Haha, this waste, it must be afraid that it will be exposed and killed, so I dare not come!" Ran Changling laughed wildly.

"You guys are talking nonsense!" Han Yuer's face flushed with anger.

"Why are we talking nonsense?" Qin Moling said with a smile: "Junior Sister Han, I think you were also let that trash fool you! If he is not timid, how could he not come now?"

Supreme Elder Su Zhaodong looked gloomy: "Sect Master, this Chen Feng is young, arrogant and arrogant, doesn't understand the rules, and despises the sect. At such a critical time, he dared to be late. What a kill!"

"I propose to cancel Chen Feng's qualification to participate in the Zhushan Fudi Competition!"

Zhuo Bufan's expression was also a little ugly, he was about to set off now, and Chen Feng had not yet come.

He was very optimistic about Chen Feng, but Chen Feng's approach made him very disappointed.

Chen Guyun said angrily: "Shit! The time has not come, how do you know Chen Feng will not come?"

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