Peerless Martial Soul

Chen Feng's fist was filled with true energy, and with a force of several thousand kilograms, it easily shattered Zhang Song's body-protecting air mask and imprinted it on his chest.

Zhang Song's chest collapsed immediately, he vomited blood and was seriously injured.

Everyone was shocked!

How strong is Chen Feng's cultivation? One punch, just one punch, without using any martial arts skills, actually seriously injured Zhang Song, who was at the peak of the acquired fifth level!

horrible!

Han Yu'er also had a look of disbelief on her face. She felt like her brain was in chaos.

How can it be? When did Chen Feng become so powerful?

Chen Feng walked towards Zhang Song, with a smile on his lips and a calm expression.

His gesture was an understatement, as if he just reached out and swatted away the annoying mosquitoes.

"Zhang Song, you injured my senior sister, and you wanted to kill me just now. We have to settle this debt slowly."

Zhang Song yelled crazily: "You dare to kill me? No, you don't dare to kill me!"

"Still adamant? Then you try." Chen Feng's smile turned cold.

Chen Feng walked up to Zhang Song, stretched out his foot and stepped on his face. Zhang Song's face was distorted by the steps, and his face was stained with blood and sweat.

As long as he exerts force, he can crush Zhang Song's head and send him to the west.

"Stop!" At this moment, there was a cold voice behind him.

Chen Feng froze for a moment and looked back.

A middle-aged man in green shirt with a goatee came over, took a look at the situation, and asked coldly: "What's going on?"

Before Chen Feng could say anything, Zhang Song shouted loudly: "Elder Zhao, this loser Chen Feng and this little girl broke our spiritual treasure. We reasoned with them, but they also beat the disciple. You must make the decision for the disciple." ah!"

He complained first and distorted the facts.

Elder Zhao is one of the elders responsible for managing the Waizong Market and is also his backer. Zhang Song first established a relationship with Elder Zhao with a generous gift, and he was often given generous gifts thereafter.

So he ran rampant and tyrannical in the outer sect market, and the sects turned a blind eye.

Just when Chen Feng was about to speak, Elder Zhao scolded him: "Chen Feng, in front of everyone, you actually killed each other in the same sect and beat your fellow sect brothers like this. You are so audacious!"

"Let's go to the execution hall with me!"

He didn't ask any questions and directly attacked Chen Feng.

The execution hall is the place where the outer sect specializes in punishing and interrogating the disciples who violate the sect's rules. There are countless cruel methods in it.

If you really want to go in there, you will lose your skin even if you don't die.

Chen Feng was legitimately fighting back and defending himself, but Elder Zhao was obviously deliberately trying to punish him.

A look of understanding appeared on Chen Feng's face, and he said calmly: "Elder Zhao, why didn't you ask for the truth and just concluded that I did it?"

"There are so many people around, you don't know to ask them what is the truth?"

Elder Zhao blushed at what he said and snorted coldly: "I saw you hurt Zhang Song with my own eyes, why do you need to ask others?"

There was a hint of sarcasm on Chen Feng's lips: "Elder Zhao, when Zhang Song injured my senior sister just now and was about to kill me, where were you? Did you see it?"

"You happened to see me when I fought back at Zhang Song. Could it be that you were blind just now and are now suddenly cured?"

Elder Zhao was furious: "How dare you, Chen Feng, how dare you talk to me like that?"

Chen Feng faced him, stood up straight, straightened his chest, and his aura was as majestic as a mountain.

He was tall and looked down at Elder Zhao: "Why don't I dare? I have the right, but you only use your seniority and power to overwhelm others! How do you convince others?"

"What a sharp-tongued little beast!"

Elder Zhao was irrational and could not defeat him. In anger, he moved his claws towards Chen Feng and shouted: "Young man, come with me!"

In the palm of his hand, with the sound of fierce wind and extremely strong Qi, he grabbed it directly towards Chen Feng.

Chen Feng was shocked to find that he could not move at all, and his whole body was enveloped in true energy.

An almost suffocating feeling came over him.

Completely unable to resist or compete, the strength gap between the two sides was huge.

The elders of the outer sect, at worst, are at the ninth level of acquired strength, and some have even entered the divine gate realm.

Elder Zhao is a powerful person in the Shenmen realm!

Although he has just entered the Shenmen Realm, the Shenmen Realm is the Shenmen Realm, and it is far beyond the comparison of acquired strong men.

This was the first time that Chen Feng had seen the power of a powerful person in the Shenmen realm. He couldn't even think of resisting, and his heart was enveloped by a strong sense of powerlessness.

Too strong! horrible!

Right here, suddenly a huge force came from the side, directly neutralizing Elder Zhao's offensive. Elder Zhao took a step back, and after seeing the person clearly, he squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Who am I? It turns out It’s Junior Brother Han.”

The person who came was none other than Han Cong.

He was travel-stained and looked tired.

He ignored Elder Zhao, glanced at Han Yu'er first, then quickly passed over and asked with concern: "Yu'er, are you okay?"

Han Yu'er shook her head: "Dad, I'm not seriously injured, don't worry."

"That's good."