Chen Feng glanced at him and said nothing, not wanting to cause trouble.
When he saw that Chen Feng didn't speak, he was even more proud, thinking that Chen Feng was afraid of him, so he laughed and said: "It turns out you are a waste, how about it? Now that you see my great strength, don't you feel very scared?
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Chen Feng shook his head, feeling very ridiculous in his heart.
Duan Rui and Sun Zhu are no match for him. How dare he say such a thing? How ignorant is he?
When Duan Rui saw him shaking his head, he became even more angry. He walked forward, stared at him, and said coldly: "Because of you, I was slapped by Long Yuhui at the entrance of the Valley of Life and Death. Now, it's time to let you
It’s time to pay back!”
He is now very arrogant and feels that he is very powerful and no one takes him seriously. He wants to take advantage of this opportunity to deal with Chen Feng directly!
Chen Feng looked at him and asked lightly: "What do you mean?"
"What do you mean? Don't you understand what it means?" Duan Rui looked at Chen Feng and smiled ferociously, meaning: "Today, I am going to destroy you, this waste!"
With that said, he pressed towards Chen Feng.
The onlookers murmured: "This time, the newcomer named Chen Feng will be in trouble."
"That's right, although Duan Rui seems to be only a master of the ninth level of soul condensation, his combat power is comparable to that of the second level of the Martial Lord Realm. Chen Feng is a genuine ninth level soul condensation, and there is absolutely no way he can be Duan Rui's opponent."
"Yes, although he is now ranked in the top thirty among all the people in the valley, he is far behind Duan Rui. Duan Rui can almost be regarded as a strong one among the top ten masters!"
Hearing the comments around him, Duan Rui was even more proud and laughed loudly: "Chen Feng, did you hear that? Everyone knows that you are no match for me!"
Chen Feng shook his head, looked at him with pity, and said: "After a hundred breaths, you will feel ashamed of what you are saying now!"
Duan Rui was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly, looked at Chen Feng, and said disdainfully: "Chen Feng, are you kidding me? Do you think you have the possibility of defeating me?"
Chen Feng smiled slightly and said: "It's not that it's impossible, but that I will definitely defeat you!"
Duan Rui looked at Chen Feng and laughed loudly: "Boy, you are very arrogant, but it's a pity that without matching strength, your arrogance is just a joke."
Chen Feng said coldly: "What about now?"
Before he finished speaking, Chen Feng suddenly moved forward, leaped forward quickly, and then jumped into the air. He was in the air, the dragon-slaying knife was unsheathed, and he slashed forward wildly.
The dragon-slaying knife slashed out with a powerful force, and I felt the huge momentum.
Duan Rui was shocked and exclaimed: "You, aren't you at the ninth level of soul condensation? How can you have such a huge momentum, even more powerful than Sun Zhu just now!"
Chen Feng laughed loudly: "People who are about to die don't need to worry so much!"
As he spoke, his dragon-slaying knife had already reached Duan Rui's bald head.
Duan Rui let out a shrill cry, raised his fists wildly to resist, and used his first-grade earth-level martial arts.
But it was of no use at all. The dragon-slaying knife directly chopped all his black iron palm prints into pieces, and then struck hard on his fists.
With a bang, his two arms were shattered, and he flew out, vomiting blood, and fell heavily to the ground.
He couldn't believe it, and shouted in shock: "How is it possible? How is it possible?"
"Under the Martial Lord Realm, I have no rival at all. How could you possibly hurt me?"
Chen Feng looked at him and let out a whistle of disdain: "You are very arrogant, but unfortunately, you do not have the strength to match it, so your arrogance is just a joke."
Chen Feng returned what he just said.
The people around were shocked when they saw this scene.
"It turns out that Chen Feng has also concealed his strength. He seems to be at the peak of the ninth level of soul condensation, but he has already surpassed the second level of the Martial Lord Realm. Even Sun Zhu is no match for him, let alone Duan Rui!"
"The newcomers who came in this year are really more perverted than the last. Duan Rui is already strong enough, but Chen Feng is even stronger than him!"
At this time, everyone looked at Chen Feng with eyes full of awe.
Chen Feng slowly walked towards Duan Rui, and Duan Rui exclaimed: "What are you going to do?"
Chen Feng smiled coldly: "What do you think I want to do? You already want to kill me, do I want to keep you as a trouble?"
Duan Rui shouted in horror: "You can't kill me, I am the son of the governor of Luzhou!"
Chen Feng smiled and said: "Not long ago, a son of the Yongzhou governor told me the same thing. It just so happens that you two can go down and keep company."
Duan Rui gritted his teeth and shouted loudly: "You want to kill me? It's not that easy!"
His face was full of resentment: "I can't survive, and you can't even think about it!"
As he spoke, the martial spirit suddenly appeared behind him, and it turned out to be a huge purple dragon martial spirit!
The Purple Dragon Martial Spirit, brilliant and majestic, rushed towards Chen Feng fiercely.
Chen Feng smiled coldly, and suddenly slashed out with the dragon-slaying knife, striking the purple dragon fiercely.
This sword was extremely tyrannical. Zilong screamed, his scales flew flying, and purple blood burst out.
Duan Rui below also let out a shrill scream and spurted blood.
Chen Feng was unyielding and struck out with several more swords. Zilong had no power to fight back. The one who was killed kept retreating and screamed miserably.
At this time, Chen Feng suddenly felt a long-lost feeling of extreme desire and greed in his heart.
He was immediately ecstatic!
"This feeling is extremely familiar. It is exactly the feeling coming from the Qinglong Martial Spirit. Could it be said that the Qinglong Martial Spirit is about to awaken?"
Chen Feng observed it carefully and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed: "It's just a faint feeling coming from the bottom of my heart, and it has not awakened."
"But this feeling of longing is real, so..."
Thinking of this, Chen Feng suddenly let out a loud roar and punched the ground with both fists. Suddenly, the wind blew up yellow sand and filled the sky, blocking everyone's sight.
Chen Feng slashed more than a dozen times in the sky full of yellow sand.
The Purple Dragon Martial Spirit let out a shrill scream, and its body exploded into dozens of pieces.
Completely destroy this purple dragon spirit.
The body of the Purple Dragon Martial Spirit began to dissipate, and at this time, Chen Feng was running the Nine Yin and Nine Yang Magic Technique crazily, and a huge suction force came from it, directly absorbing the Purple Dragon Martial Spirit into his body.
The remnant soul of the Purple Dragon Martial Spirit was absorbed by Chen Feng, came to a mysterious corner, and settled down.
However, due to the cover of the wind and sand, no one saw all this, and just thought it had disappeared.
When the wind and sand cleared, they saw Chen Feng standing proudly, and the Purple Dragon Martial Spirit had dissipated.
At this time, the martial spirit disappeared, Duan Rui's whole body twitched, and his seven orifices were bleeding.
