Peerless Martial Soul

Most people, during their few years in the Qianyuan Sect, may only have the opportunity to practice a skill that is higher than the seventh level of Huang level.

Even the top players on the overall list are no exception.

For them, this was an extremely important thing. The five of them looked at each other, stopped talking nonsense, and rushed towards Chen Feng together!

These five people, some using palms and fists, others using weapons, launched almost their strongest attacks at the same time, with extremely powerful momentum.

The sound was loud, and all kinds of sword auras were overwhelming, hitting Chen Feng fiercely.

Moreover, many of them released their martial spirits at the same time. This is also because he has learned the lesson from before, he is afraid that he will be killed by Chen Feng before he can even release his martial spirit.

The martial spirits are different and colorful, which is really beautiful.

For a time, the stage of life and death was shrouded in various colors and sounds. It looked beautiful, but in fact, it contained infinite murderous intent.

Five extremely violent forces surged toward Chen Feng. Chen Feng was in the center of this whirlpool. If he was accidentally involved in it, he would be shattered to pieces.

Chen Feng stood among them, as if he were strolling in a garden, unhurried and extremely calm.

This calm temperament made the senior executives on the high platform look at him with brilliant eyes.

Ye Zhen breathed a sigh of relief: "With this mind and this composure, this son's future achievements will definitely be limitless."

Seeing that five extremely violent powers were about to hit Chen Feng at the same time, Tian Hao and the other five people all had proud expressions on their faces. They seemed to have seen Chen Feng being burned to pieces by them.

At this moment, a sharp light suddenly flashed in Chen Feng's eyes, and the Purple Moon Sword was unsheathed.

Everyone in the audience was paying attention to this battle, and their hearts suddenly trembled.

coming! coming! Since Chen Feng's sect competition, as long as the Purple Moon Sword is unsheathed, it will have to drink human blood to return it to its sheath!

Chen Feng slashed out with his sword, and the light of the sword, as cold as moonlight, lit up again, and there was an exclamation from below!

"Come and see, that terrifying knife was used by Chen Feng again!"

"Chen Feng had to hold someone on his back before he died. His sword was extremely powerful, enough to kill one of them!"

"Yes, I think so too. Chen Feng will definitely not be willing to die like this!"

Not only did they think so, but the five people who besieged Chen Feng also thought so, and the direction Chen Feng struck with his sword was exactly where Tian Hao was.

Seeing this scene, Tian Hao was shocked.

He thought that what he said just now angered Chen Feng and forced Chen Feng to attack him. He felt a little regretful, but it was too late.

He had no choice but to pull back and retreat in the opposite direction of Chen Feng's long sword slash. However, he did not notice that the direction of Chen Feng's long sword slash was not straight, but slightly curved with an arc.

So he could only retreat diagonally instead of directly behind him. Once he retreated like this, he would be very close to another person who was besieging Chen Feng. The two of them almost collided!

The man was getting ready to go, but he happened to see Tian Hao crashing towards him. With no choice but to forcefully take back the energy he had sent out.

Chen Feng easily neutralized the attacks of the two people!

At this time, Chen Feng gently turned the purple moon knife in his hand, and the moonlight-like light in the sky quietly dissipated.

It turned out that Chen Feng's sword was just a feint. After scaring Tian Hao away, it turned away on its own.

Seeing this scene, Tian Hao was stunned at first, and then his face turned red. He was extremely embarrassed and his eyes were filled with anger: He was actually frightened into this by Chen Feng's false move!

This made him think that it was Chen Feng who had caused him great loss of face and disgraced him.

Ding Qianshan, who was in the audience, saw this scene and snorted coldly: "Trash!"

Needless to say, Tian Hao was naturally scolded.

Just when Tian Hao was extremely embarrassed and wanted to fight back, he suddenly found that Chen Feng jumped into the air again and slashed at him and the people next to him with a long knife.

The cold moonlight-like sword light flashed again, and a trace of hesitation flashed in the eyes of both of them for a moment. They didn't know whether Chen Feng's sword was a real move or a feint!

But in the end they chose to retreat. In their opinion, there was no need to fight Chen Feng. After all, they had five people and could easily defeat Chen Feng.

What if Chen Feng's sword is really a fatal sword? In that case, wouldn't they be killed?

And the bargain will be picked up by the other three people, which is really a loss for them. They all want to let others die, let others bear Chen Feng's fatal knife, and then take advantage of it themselves.

Senior Brother Ding has just said that Chen Feng doesn't have much strength left, and he only has the ability to send out one more blow, so why bother to fight him desperately? How good would it be to wait until this knife is used on someone else and then kill him easily?

With this mentality, the two retreated again, and under Chen Feng's deliberate pressure, their bodies also blocked the other person's attack!

At this time, the three people were already standing together!

At this moment, a cold light flashed across Chen Feng's eyes, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He suddenly raised the Purple Moon Knife in his hand and threw it into the sky. Everyone on and off the stage was shocked by his sudden move. Their eyes were involuntarily attracted to the Purple Moon Knife and they looked up. go.