Violent Martial Soul System

Facing this punch, Zhao Feng smiled lightly, and then greeted him with a punch, "Epee Sword Divine Fist Breaking Kill!"

"Boom!"

A loud noise spread, and the entire battlefield was filled with smoke and dust, enveloping the two of them.

"Won?"

Those disciples who belonged to Xia Hua Shenwu Realm looked at each other.

If Teng Lie's punch hit them, it would definitely break all their bones.

All of them thought that Zhao Feng would never be able to handle it!

However, the facts exceeded everyone's expectations. Zhao Feng not only continued, but also shattered Teng Lie's arm.

"If the tiger doesn't show its power, do you think I'm a sick cat?"

Zhao Feng snorted coldly, and then a gust of wind picked up and sent Teng Lie flying away.

The audience was silent.

No one would have thought that it was not Zhao Feng who flew out, but Teng Lie.

Didn't it mean that Teng Lie is one of the more than 100 strong men in the Linge Pavilion, and he is still an old disciple. Why can't he even beat a new disciple?

"Impossible, why are you so strong, who are you?"

Teng Lie lay on the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked at Zhao Feng with an expression of disbelief.

"Oh, my name is Zhao Feng, and I just entered the Dige Pavilion. Oh, yes, I have fought side by side with Bing Wuya, the son of the great emperor of Xia Hua Shenwu Realm."

"Zhao Feng?"

At this moment, a surprised shout suddenly sounded in the distance.

Zhao Feng turned his head to look, the corners of his mouth raised again, he really said Cao Cao Cao Cao is coming, isn't this Teng Lie who was beaten away by Han Sheng's unique trick?

"Your Highness!"

After seeing Bing Wuya, Teng Lie immediately got up from the ground, cupping his fists respectfully.

Bing Wuya walked over quickly, glanced at Zhao Feng, and asked, "What's going on?"

"Your Highness, this year, our Xiahua Shenwu Realm collected money from members, but after this person came, he directly beat up our people..."

Teng Lie resisted the pain caused by the injury, and told the ins and outs of the matter.

After listening, Bing Wuya's face darkened, and said: "Zhao Feng, are you looking for trouble?"

"I'm not looking for trouble, I'm just asking some questions. Who knows that your people will do it directly and want to slap me, so I will teach you a lesson."

Zhao Feng said something slowly, and then set his eyes on the young man before him.

Bing Wuya followed his gaze, and immediately, the person who wanted to slap Zhao Feng pissed in fright, trembling and said: "I didn't mean it, I thought he wasn't Wu Kuang..."

"Oh? Isn't that intentional?"

Zhao Feng raised his eyebrows.

"waste!"

Bing Wuya let out a cold shout, then turned his eyes to Zhao Feng, and said, "Anyway, I only know that you have moved people from my Xia Hua Shenwu Realm."

"Bing Wuya, you are looking for trouble now, the person who hurt you and made you lose face is Han Shengjue, not me. Besides, if I hadn't blocked Han Shengjue that day, do you think you would have survived?"

Zhao Feng's eyes turned cold.

This Bing Wuya is a bit ungrateful.

"To shut up!"

Bing Wuya shouted angrily immediately.

Turn against each other?

very good!

Zhao Feng narrowed his eyes and said: "Hehe, it seems that there is nothing to say, so, His Highness Bing Wuya, how do you want to solve it?"

Zhao Feng is not even afraid of Han Sheng, so is he still afraid of Bing Wuya?

"You cut off your own arm, let this matter go!"

Bing Wuya's tone was extremely cold.

"Ha ha."

Zhao Feng didn't take it seriously at all, and smiled coldly, it seemed that Bing Wuya was looking for death.

At this time, Xiao Han in the crowd ran forward, cupped his fists and said, "Your Highness, I am willing to cut off my arm for Zhao Feng..."

"Shut up, did I tell you to talk?"

Before Xiao Han could finish speaking, Bing Wuya scolded angrily.

Now, Zhao Feng finally got angry.

"Bing Wuya, it's okay to want my arm, it depends on whether you are qualified enough, don't think that you are superior to others because you are the son of the emperor of the Shenwu world, not everyone is afraid of you!"

Zhao Feng said, looking around,

At this time, there were already many masters around, all of whom were from the Xia Hua Divine Martial Realm, and there were at least three seven-star warriors.

The people on both sides looked like they were at war, and the atmosphere in the audience was extremely tense. The two hundred or so people held their breaths and concentrated, not daring to make any noise.

Maybe, this battle will start because of one of their voices...

At this moment, another figure suddenly came out, and at the same time a hearty laugh sounded: "Hahaha, it's so lively here."

who?

Who dares to speak out in this situation?

Everyone's eyes shifted, and finally fell on a young man wearing Dige costumes.

"Who are you?"

Bing Wuya looked at the young man and asked.

People who can walk out so calmly at this time are definitely not ordinary people.

However, Zhao Feng knew this young man.

"Your Highness, his name is Long Yu, he is number one on the Dige List, and he is also a hall master of the Martial League."

Teng Lie said in a low voice.

Wumeng?

Bing Wuya was also shocked when he heard the words, what did the people from the Wumeng come out for?

Although the four great martial worlds in Nanyuanlu send people to Jifeng Pavilion every year, the number of places is not many. After these years, the number is only a hundred people, and they are still scattered in the three mansions.

As for the Wumeng, there are hundreds of people in Lingge alone.

I am afraid that only the four major martial worlds can unite to compete with the Martial League.

Moreover, apart from the leader and deputy leader in the martial arts league, there are only four hall masters.

In other words, the Long Yu in front of him has a higher status than Bing Wuya.

"Senior brother, what's the matter?"

Bing Wuya asked friendlyly.

"It's nothing, I just saw a friend here, so I just came over to say hello."

Long Yu walked slowly and said with a smile.

"friend?"

Bing Wuya was startled again, but when he saw that Long Yu was actually walking towards Zhao Fengfang, his face sank to the bottom.

Zhao Feng, how did he know Long Yu?

No, how could Long Yu know Zhao Feng?

"Zhao Feng, you have worked hard these days, why don't you take a good rest and come to the Ling Pavilion?"

Long Yu approached with a smile on his face.

"Come to find two friends, Senior Brother Long, why are you here?"

Zhao Feng smiled.

Long Yu is a senior brother that Zhao Feng met when he was refining weapons. In the past 20 days, the two have become very familiar with each other.

"Hehe, I've run out of materials, so I came to the Weapon Hall of the Spirit Pavilion to borrow some."

Long Yu smiled, then set his eyes on Wang Yaozu and Xiao Han, and said: "Since they are Zhao Feng's friends, then they are also my Long Yu's friends. Return the money to them, and they don’t have to pay in the future.”

Tenglie glanced at Bing Wuya.

Bing Wuya hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly.

Then, Teng Lie took out two storage bags containing Yuanjing from the storage ring.

"Okay, this is a misunderstanding, let's break it up."

As Long Yu said, he took Zhao Feng and the three of them away.

But Bing Wuya stood there with a gloomy expression.

He, the son of the great emperor of Xia Hua Shenwu Realm, dared not even fart in front of Long Yu.

The group of new disciples looked at Wang Yaozu and Xiao Han enviously, they could hear clearly what Long Yu said just now.

From now on, when Wang Yaozu and Xiao Han are in the Ling Pavilion, no one would dare to make trouble, not even Bing Wuya.