Changsheng fell heavily to the ground and let out a shrill scream. He covered the wound in his Dantian and cried loudly: "Ahhhh... my Dantian has been crippled, my cultivation has been crippled..."
"Ah, ah! Chen Feng, I'm going to kill you!"
The scene was silent, and everyone looked at this scene in disbelief!
"How is it possible? How is it possible? How could this untouchable boy destroy Changsheng's cultivation so easily? Changsheng is a master of the second level of soul condensation!"
These nobles simply looked down on common people like Chen Feng and were not willing to believe the scene in front of them.
But Chen Feng slapped them hard in the face with his actual actions.
One punch, Chen Feng said one punch is one punch!
One punch, destroying prosperity!
Chen Feng's strength is so powerful!
Chen Feng looked at them with a smile and said: "Sorry, Changsheng did not abolish my cultivation, but I abolished his!"
Then he looked at Ye Tian. When Ye Tian caught his gaze, he trembled in fright and quickly took two steps back.
But he immediately realized that it was too embarrassing for him to do this. His face suddenly became very embarrassed, he stared at Chen Feng with anger and anger, and shouted: "Untouchable, what are you looking at?"
Chen Feng stared at him and said coldly: "If you call me a pariah again, believe it or not, I will destroy your cultivation just like I destroyed him?"
Chen Feng came out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. How could he be like these pampered aristocratic young men?
As soon as he glared and spoke, the murderous aura seemed to have condensed into substance, overwhelmingly rushing toward Ye Tian!
Ye Tian was so frightened that his heart was beating wildly, his face turned pale, and he knelt down on the ground with a plop, unable to say a word.
Chen Feng laughed loudly: "You really know etiquette, and you even know how to kowtow to me to apologize!"
Ye Tian knew that he had lost someone, but he didn't even have the courage to say a harsh word.
The look Chen Feng gave him just now made him feel that his eyes were already covered in blood, as if countless corpses and blood were rushing toward him.
He was so frightened by Chen Feng's look that he no longer had any courage!
At this time, there was already a large circle of people outside.
Most of the students who entered Kuezhan Academy today gathered around them. Thousands of people gathered around here.
Most of these students are from civilian backgrounds.
Chen Feng vented his anger for the common people like this, and they all cheered loudly: "Chen Feng, good job!"
"Chen Feng, well done!"
"Haha, it's so refreshing!"
Chen Feng smiled slightly, waved his hands to everyone, and then walked directly towards these noble children.
Seeing him approaching, these aristocratic disciples all had panic expressions on their faces, and even retreated one after another.
Chen Feng laughed loudly: "Don't worry, I won't do anything!"
"You are so powerful and powerful, how dare I provoke you?"
His words were full of sarcasm, and each of these noble children turned red with anger!
Chen Feng is humiliating them.
Then Chen Feng walked up to Shui Wuhen, looked at him with a smile, and said softly: "If I heard correctly, it seemed that you said just now that you would let Changsheng take my life, right?"
Shui Wuhen stared at Chen Feng, frowned and said, "You mean, you want to challenge me?"
Chen Feng looked at him and said loudly: "Yes, I just want to challenge you!"
He looked around in front of everyone and said with a smile: "Aren't you nobles awesome? Aren't you noble? Aren't you powerful?"
"So, you are so powerful, do you have the confidence to accept my challenge?"
Shui Wuhen chuckled lightly, with a disdainful smile on his lips: "A pariah is a pariah. If you achieve a little bit, you will be arrogant."
"Chen Feng, you are a bit too arrogant! You can easily destroy Changsheng, but you are absolutely impossible to be my opponent. I am the fourth level of soul condensation!"
"Do you think you will have the slightest chance when you face me?"
Chen Feng didn't say anything, but just walked to the field, then raised his fingers at him and said lightly: "Come on, stop talking nonsense, let's see the real deal under our hands!"
Shui Wuhen looked at Chen Feng with twinkling eyes.
He secretly estimated in his heart: "Changsheng is a master of the second level of Soul Condensation Realm. Chen Feng can destroy him, which means that his strength should have reached the third level of Soul Condensation Realm."
"However, it is impossible to reach the fourth level of soul condensation. I have such a high talent, and I have devoured countless pills provided by my family since I was a child, so I can barely reach the fourth level of soul condensation. How could he also reach the fourth level of soul condensation?
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Thinking of this, he felt relieved a little, looked at Chen Feng, then took two steps forward, stood opposite Chen Feng, and looked into his eyes.
Shui Wuhen took a deep breath, and his momentum surged.
Behind him, a martial spirit suddenly appeared.
This martial spirit turned out to be a mountain of ice.
This ice mountain peak is more than twenty meters high, and below, almost seven or eight meters high, has completely condensed into ice, and has transformed from a virtual body to a solid body.
Obviously, more than 40% of his Ice Martial Soul has been condensed into a solid body, reflecting his powerful cultivation at the fourth level of Soul Condensation Realm!
The moment the ice mountain peak appeared, a black light flashed quietly in the sky, showing that his martial spirit was a Xuan-level first-grade martial spirit!
"Xuan-level first-grade martial spirit, Ice Peak! Shui Wuhen actually used his martial spirit as soon as he came up. It seems that he still values this kid very much!"
"This pariah does have some strength, but since Shui Wuhen has used his martial spirit, he will definitely not be his opponent!"
"That's right, Shui Wuhen's martial spirit has reached 40% and has turned virtual reality into reality. He can definitely suppress this pariah easily!"
Those noble children talked one after another!
Shui Wuhen looked at Chen Feng and said proudly: "Chen Feng, I am a Xuan-level first-grade martial spirit. Killing you is like killing a chicken!"
"Release your martial spirit, let's have a showdown!"
Chen Feng smiled faintly: "Do I still need martial arts to deal with you?"
Shui Wuhen's face became extremely gloomy, and he said in a cold voice: "You are looking for death!"
As he spoke, he jumped up in the air and stabbed out the sword in his hand.
After the sword was thrust out, everyone immediately felt that the temperature in the air instantly dropped by dozens of degrees, just like the arrival of winter.
In the air, water vapor condensed, and in the sky, the sound of waves surged.
With the sound of the waves, countless huge ice thorns were instantly frozen, and they stabbed at Chen Feng fiercely. The force was extremely fierce!
This is Shui Wuhen’s most powerful killing move, the Mysterious Sword of Ten Thousand Ices!
These ice spikes are extremely sharp. Even one of them can kill a fourth-grade spiritual beast and can pierce steel!
With so many ice thorns, Chen Feng would never be able to resist them!
