Peerless Martial Soul

Looking at Chen Feng, Wei Hongxiu's eyes showed a trace of obsession and exploration.

At first she would be shocked, but now she is completely numb.

Chen Feng took off the mustard bags from the corpses, and then prepared to leave with Wei Hongxiu.

But suddenly, at this moment, Chen Feng felt an extremely terrifying pressure pressing down on him.

This pressure was so huge that Chen Feng's heart couldn't help but beat rapidly, as if it was about to jump out of his mouth.

The blood in his body was boiling and flowing faster.

Chen Feng felt that he was extremely insignificant in front of this momentum. He seemed to be no match at all and could not compete at all.

And this momentum seemed to be deliberately suppressing Chen Feng, pressing down heavily on Chen Feng, forcing Chen Feng to kneel to the ground.

But how could Chen Feng be such a person?

He kneels to the sky, kneels to his parents and kneels to his master, but no one else can force him to kneel down!

He stood there with his head held high, trying his best to stand upright without bending or kneeling!

There was a series of snapping sounds, and Chen Feng's bones were directly crushed by this momentum.

Finally, there was a loud bang and Chen Feng's leg bones were broken. He could not control his body at all and fell to his knees with a plop.

Wei Hongxiu, who was on the side, had been pressed directly to the ground, and it was difficult to even support her body!

Chen Feng was extremely shocked. How powerful is this? His momentum alone was able to crush the bones in his body that he had practiced in the Golden Body Art, forcing him to kneel down on one knee!

And his heart was filled with a feeling of extreme humiliation. His eyes were blood-red and he stared fixedly at the darkness ahead.

At this time, in the darkness ahead, a figure came out.

Chen Feng looked at this person and his eyes suddenly shrank.

It turned out that he was the worshiper of the Ural Auction House, the silver-haired old man.

The silver-haired old man walked up to Chen Feng and stared at him with a dark gaze, full of condescension.

He said calmly: "You kid, aren't your bones very hard? Aren't you forced to kneel by me now?"

He sneered and said wildly: "You have strong bones, then I will break all the bones in your body!"

"If you are not as strong as me, you can only be at my mercy!"

Chen Feng took a deep breath and stared at him with eyes burning like fire, refusing to give in at all.

He said calmly: "My knees are very noble. Anyone who dares to kneel on me will not end well!"

"Haha, you little brat is quite interesting." The silver-haired old man smiled slightly as if he had just seen a fun toy:

"Originally, I thought I would just kill you, but are you so stubborn? You do have some strength. People like you can often do great things."

"With you joining me, this muddy water can be muddied, which is in my interest."

He smiled slightly and said: "Then I will spare your life."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

As he turned around and left, this huge momentum suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Chen Feng felt his body loosen, his whole body went limp, and he fell directly to the ground!

Chen Feng's eyes were fixed on the direction the silver-haired old man left, with flames steaming in his eyes. The murderous intent is revealed!

The power of this white-robed old man left a deep impression on him.

Chen Feng knew that he would never forget this feeling.

At the same time, what I will never forget is this extremely humiliating feeling.

He was forced to kneel down, and his bones were broken by his force, so he had to kneel down!

Chen Feng made a vow in his heart: "You old dog, just wait for me. If I don't kill you, I will never be a human being!"

Wei Hongxiu quickly helped Chen Feng up and asked, "Chen Feng, are you okay?"

Her eyes were full of worry, not only worried about Chen Feng's injury, but also worried that Chen Feng would be severely damaged psychologically by such a blow.

But she underestimated Chen Feng.

Such a blow would not defeat him at all.

Chen Feng smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

As he spoke, he struggled to stand firm.

The broken bone was actually not serious and could heal overnight for him.

Chen Feng and Wei Hongxiu left here and returned to the inn.

Ziyue suddenly appeared and said to Chen Feng with some worry: "Chen Feng, are you okay?"

Chen Feng looked at her. The smile and calmness he had shown when he faced Wei Hongxiu had disappeared. His eyes were filled with deep-seated hatred, and he said in a cold voice:

"Of course I have something to do, but don't worry, I won't be depressed!"

"That old dog humiliated me so much. It only aroused my stronger desire to win and forced me to practice harder!"

"One day, I will trample him under my feet, and I believe that this day is not far away!"

Ziyue nodded and said encouragingly: "Chen Feng, come on, I believe you can do it."

Chen Feng nodded and began to pack up the loot.

First, she took out half of the parchment she got from the auction. She looked left and right, but she didn't see any mystery.

Ziyue couldn't tell, but she said: "Although I can't see it, I can conclude that this parchment scroll is definitely very magical."

Chen Feng nodded, he believed in Ziyue's vision.

Then, Chen Feng opened all the mustard seed bags.

There are ten mustard seed bags he got today.

Most of them are of little value.