Peerless Martial Soul

"Yes, what does this mean? The strength of this young man has definitely surpassed the triple and four levels of Martial Sovereign Realm, so this young man is definitely not an unknown person, he must be a genius in Wuyang City!"

The bearded middle-aged man stood up from the ground embarrassedly. He stared at Chen Feng with a sullen look on his face: "Little boy, you are so brave, you know who I am, so you dare to call me Overturned!"

Chen Feng looked cold and said: "You almost trampled this little girl to death just now, now, you roll over and apologize to her!"

"What?" The middle-aged man showed disbelief on his face: "What did you say? You asked me to apologize to her?"

Chen Feng said coldly: "I let you kneel down and apologize to her!"

The bearded middle-aged man showed a hideous and bloodthirsty color on his face: "Little boy, tell you, I'm a soldier of Rae Yanhou!"

"Oh, right?" Chen Feng immediately remembered the wind like fire.

The bearded middle-aged man looked at Chen Feng triumphantly, and said proudly, "How about it? Are you afraid? If you are afraid, you will kneel down and apologize to me, and then offer this little lady both hands!"

He licked his lips and said greedily: "I can only see now that although this little lady is not old, she is really in good shape. Fortunately, I didn't trample her to death just now, or I will probably regret it now!"

Chen Feng stared at him, and repeated it coldly: "I will let you roll over and apologize to her!"

"What?" The bearded middle-aged man looked incredulous: "Do you know that I am a pro-jun Liyanhou, how dare you talk to me like this?"

He coldly roared: "Little boy, you are looking for death. Now your life is no longer yours. I want it. You can take it away at any time. You have completely offended me."

Chen Feng stared at him and suddenly stretched out three fingers: "I've said it three times!"

"No more than three things! Since you refuse to roll over and apologize, I have to do it myself!"

"What? Do you still want to do something with me?" The bearded middle-aged man laughed, extremely disdainful: "Do you think you will be my opponent?"

"Boy, you are so arrogant!"

The people onlookers also made contemptuous voices.

"The pro-army of Marquis of Flame, the lowest strength has reached the Martial Sovereign Realm, this young man is definitely not an opponent."

"Yes, this young man is so arrogant that he even dared to challenge Raeyanhou's army. Alas, he is young and ignorant!"

The bearded middle-aged man said proudly: "Little boy, I have the strength of the Martial Sovereign Realm. I was just taken off by you, but I was caught off guard. If you really want to do it, I can easily kill you!"

Chen Feng sneered: "Really?"

The middle-aged man shouted: "I will kill you now!"

As he said, he leaped into the air, and the black iron long knife in his hand was taken out of its sheath.

This long knife was also cast with a special material. It was extremely strong. It was cut out with a single knife. There was a sneer everywhere in the air, and countless small black space cracks appeared in an instant.

Then these black space cracks, along with the long knife, fell towards Chen Feng.

If Chen Feng were to be touched, he would be torn into thousands of pieces by countless spatial cracks, and would be cut by thousands!

Chen Feng smiled coldly, punched out, and with a loud noise, Chen Feng's fist and the long knife slammed together.

An extremely violent air wave came, and with a bang, the long knife in the hand of the bearded middle-aged man, the gap in the space, and the tyrannical aura were all shattered in an instant.

Chen Feng's fist seemed to have penetrated the sky, traversing a powerful momentum, and was directly printed on his chest.

The bearded middle-aged man made a scream, a mouthful of blood spurted out and fell heavily to the ground, and all his chest bones collapsed.

He looked at Chen Feng in horror, and shouted: "You can actually reward me who is the fifth-tier of the Martial Sovereign realm. What kind of strength do you have, boy?"

A smile appeared on Chen Feng's face.

This is because he didn't use his full strength, if he wanted to, the punch he just now could directly kill the bearded middle-aged man!

The reason why he didn't kill him was because it was useful to keep him.

Chen Feng slowly walked over, but the bearded middle-aged man was still not afraid at this time, with a very arrogant look on his face, and said:

"Little boy, don't think you are strong, I am a soldier of Marquis of Flames, if you dare to do anything to me. Marquis of Flames will never let you go, you will not survive for three days at all!"

Chen Feng smiled and said, "Oh? Really?"

He stepped forward and suddenly slapped the bearded middle-aged man's face with a severe slap. The bearded middle-aged man's head tilted, a mouthful of blood mixed with broken teeth sprayed out, and he let out a scream.

He stared at Chen Feng, his face full of resentment: "Okay, boy, I won't spare you!"

"Slap!" Another slap.

He still has a bitter face.

So, "pop", another slap.

Pros and cons, Chen Feng slapped dozens of big ear scrapers and beat him into a pig's head.

The bearded middle-aged man finally showed a look of fear on his face. Chen Feng did not hesitate to start, his face was extremely cold, he suddenly realized that this young man really dared to kill him.

Even, would beat him to death like this alive!

Chen Feng said coldly: "Dare you still dare to be tough?"

He swallowed his breath, feeling extremely humiliated and said, "Don't dare!"

Chen Feng said coldly: "Then go over and apologize to her!"

It was a middle-aged man with a big beard who never dared to disobey Chen Feng's words. He walked over to the little girl, knelt on the ground, banged his head, and yelled unwillingly, "Almost just now. I'm sorry to kill you!"

Then Huo Ran stood up and stared at Chen Feng kindly: "Is it all right?"

Chen Feng said coldly: "How can an apology only have one head? Is there any sincerity?"

The bearded middle-aged man said angrily: "Don't deceive people too much!"

Chen Feng sneered and said, "I was deceiving too much today!"

As he said, his stature came to the middle-aged bearded man in a flash, pressed his head, knocked his head a dozen times, and then let him stand up.

The bearded middle-aged man's eyes flashed with unnoticeable resentment, and he pretended to be submissive: "May I go now?"

Chen Feng sneered coldly: "The bill between you and him is over, but we still have to settle the bill!"

"What do you mean?" The bearded middle-aged man had a bad feeling.

"What do you mean?" Chen Feng said coldly: "Just now you called a pariah or a little bastard, I'll punch you a few times, isn't it too much?"

There was a cold smile on Chen Feng's face, and suddenly there was a violent roar, and his fists burst out.

At this time, there was a roar in the distance: "Stop!"

Chen Feng listened, and his figure paused slightly, but then he continued to move forward, but the attack became even more fierce.