Violent Martial Soul System

"Are you his son?"

Ling Wuxing looked at Zhao Feng and spoke slowly.

"Yes."

Zhao Feng nodded directly.

"Why are you here?"

Ling Wuxing asked a little puzzled.

"This……"

Zhao Feng paused, and replied: "My father left a letter, he asked me to come to you."

"You want to know where he went?"

Ling Wuxing asked again.

Zhao Feng nodded.

"It's useless. Even if you know, you won't be able to find him. He left this continent many years ago."

Ling Wuxing shook his head.

Zhao Feng was also surprised when he heard this.

Ling Wuxing actually knew Zhao Yanhai's whereabouts.

That is to say, after Zhao Yanhai left Skyfire Empire, he came to Jifeng Pavilion and looked for Ling Wuxing.

"He is no longer in Yuan Lu. He has gone to Soul Lu. If you want to find him, you must at least reach Wu Zong."

Ling Wuxing said slowly.

Wu Zong!

Now Zhao Feng is just a military commander, and then there will be Wujun, and then Wuzong.

If one wants to break through to Wuzong, the treasures of heaven and earth needed are simply astronomical!

However, Zhao Feng is still confident.

"Here is a Nawu ring left by your father. Take it. If you want to find your father, you can come to me after breaking through to Wuzong."

As Ling Wuxing said, he turned around and entered the door.

Zhao Feng took the Nawu Ring and looked at it in surprise.

Sure enough, his father came to look for Ling Wuxing, and left behind a Nawu ring.

Although Ling Wuxing's tone and gaze were plain, Zhao Feng could tell that she still had feelings for Zhao Yanhai.

Zhao Feng began to examine the Nawu Ring.

There is only one sword in the ring of Nawu, a sword that even he can't see the star!

"The Promise Sword, is this what Zhao Yanhai left behind? What kind of star weapon is this?"

Zhao Feng took out the Wuji Sword from the Nawu Ring.

This Wuji sword has a very simple shape, like an antique sword.

However, holding it, Zhao Feng felt as if he owned the whole world.

Holding the Wuji Sword, Zhao Feng slashed directly towards the sky, but was shocked to find that the increase of Yuanli by this Wuji Sword was even stronger than the Demon Blade-level Destruction Spear!

"There should be something special about this sword."

Zhao Feng walked out of the maple forest while thinking.

He continued to study this Wuji sword, but failed to find any clues.

"Could it be that this is a fetish? Do you want blood to recognize the master or something?"

Zhao Feng thought about it again, and then Yuan Li gushed out to wrap the Wuji Sword.

The next moment, he was stunned.

Behind the hilt of this Wuji sword, there is actually a tiny hole, a small hole that cannot be seen and can only be sensed by general-level Yuanli.

What is the use of this small hole?

"Crack!"

Zhao Feng condensed Yuanli into silk, and then stabbed it in. Immediately afterwards, the Wuji sword made a crisp sound, and the whole sword was split into nine pieces.

"Fuck, is this a fake?"

Zhao Feng curled his lips, and quickly picked up the Wuji sword that had been broken into nine pieces.

But at this moment, he also found a small piece of paper mixed in the blade of Wuji Sword.

This small piece of paper is only the size of a palm when spread out, but it contains thousands of words, densely packed, making Zhao Feng a little dazzled.

Fortunately, with Zhao Feng's eyesight, he could still see clearly.

"Wuji sword, the sword breaks through the nine heavens, and when it is strong, it will be strong."

"The Promise of Wind..."

"The Promise of the Sword..."

Zhao Feng was thinking silently in his heart. He never expected that this small piece of paper actually recorded a matching martial art and a matching formation.

"Congratulations! The Promise Technique has been successfully integrated!"

"Congratulations! The Promise Formation has successfully fused!"

...

Um?

Hearing the improvement of the system, Zhao Feng was a little surprised.

For a long time, Zhao Feng has been unable to learn external martial arts and martial arts, but this Wuji technique has been recorded into the system!

This also means that Zhao Feng can obtain the technique of Wuji!

This infinite sword,

It's really unusual!

Already detached from utensils, it has become a fetish!

"Who made this Promise Sword? If it is strong, it will be strong. It will increase with the strength of Yuanli."

Zhao Feng just tried to use the Wuji technique, and his Yuanli increased by more than three times in an instant!

...

Zhao Feng returned to Feng Motian.

"Zhao Feng, have you seen Wu Xing?"

Feng Motian asked.

He knew that Zhao Feng would never be able to break through that phantom formation, he should have been sent out by Ling Wuxing.

"seen."

"seen?"

Feng Motian was a little surprised. The phantom formation was superimposed with four formations, and ordinary formation masters couldn't break it at all. Zhao Feng actually broke it? He continued to ask, "What did Wu Xing say?"

"She said that my father has already left Yuanlu and went to Soullu. If I want to find him, I must at least ask Wu Zong."

Zhao Feng replied.

Wu Zong!

After hearing these two words, Feng Motian's figure trembled slightly.

Wu Zong may not be found in the entire Yuan Continent, or maybe there is none!

"It turns out that I went to Soul Land. If my Yuan Lu is compared with this Soul Land, it can't be regarded as a mainland at all, it can only be regarded as a small island."

Feng Mo Tianxia said something consciously.

Zhao Feng asked curiously: "Elder Feng has heard of this soul land?"

"Not only have I heard that my ancestors migrated from the Soul Land, that Soul Land is ten times, a hundred times or even a thousand times larger than the Yuan Land, and strong generals can be seen everywhere..."

On a whim, Feng Motian also started to tell Zhao Feng something about Hun Lu.

"Elder Feng, how can we go to Soul Land?"

Zhao Feng asked again.

"This……"

Feng Motian paused, and said with regret: "Originally, my Yuan Lu was close to the Landing Soul Land, but the two continents began to separate. Now, if I, Yuan Lu, want to go to the Soul Land, it seems that I have to use a very special method. You'd better not ask so many questions, wait until you break through to Wu Zong, and then you should understand."

He didn't want to say too much, it was king to let Zhao Feng practice with peace of mind.

Zhao Feng didn't ask too much, indeed, his level is too low now.

Military commander is the minimum requirement, but Zhao Feng is confident that he can reach Wuzong within two years.

"Elder Feng, where's Bing Che?"

Zhao Feng suddenly asked again.

"I taught her an ascending technique. She is studying it, and Shengjue is here. I have time during this time, and I am going to teach them personally. You should go back first."

Feng Motian replied.

"Um."

Zhao Feng nodded.

It seems that the end of the day is still good.

Just when Zhao Feng was about to turn around and leave, Feng Motian suddenly stopped him again.

"By the way, I, the elder of Jifeng Pavilion in Zhongyuanlu, discovered a secret place, which may be a place where a strong Wujun once lived, so I want to send you to investigate."

Feng Motian said.

"Secret realm?"

Zhao Feng's eyes lit up. It was obvious that this strong Martial Lord should be dead, so he must have left behind a lot of good things.

"That secret realm is very suitable for your experience. There are four people from each of the four pavilions of Heaven, Earth and Lingfan. You should go back and prepare."

Feng Motian said.

"Um."

Zhao Feng responded and left quickly.

Prepare?

What is there to prepare for?

The last time Zhao Feng killed Bing Yuantian, the Nawu Ring he got from him gave him at least 50 billion martial soul points and 50 million berserk points.

If all the enhancement cards are exchanged, Zhao Feng can break through to a one-star Martial Lord, but there are not enough points to replace the martial arts and martial arts.