Violent Martial Soul System

"Small tricks!"

Those three second-rank half-step true kings suddenly formed a white formation, which unexpectedly blocked the chaotic sword attack of the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

As for the third-rank half-step true king, he shuttled through the Jade Immortal Sword Formation alone, and plundered towards Zhao Feng.

"There are two brushes!"

Zhao Feng narrowed his eyes and quickly backed away.

These four people are all in human form now, and Zhao Feng doesn't know which of them is a demon cultivator.

So, he is waiting!

"Hoo hoo!"

In the Zhuxian sword formation, the four quickly approached Zhao Feng.

When they got close, Qi Qi transformed.

"Haha, it turns out that all three are demon cultivators, so it's cool!"

Zhao Feng's eyes widened, and he transformed the stone demon directly.

The picture of all beasts!

Repression!

"what?"

The three were shocked.

The three of them had all lost 60% of their fighting strength. As a result, their defense in the Jade Immortal Sword Formation was instantly defeated.

"Puff puff!"

Sword glows passed through their bodies, and streams of white blood spurted out from their bodies.

"Aw!"

These three white dragons were instantly severely wounded by the Zhuxian Sword Formation, and then beheaded by several immortal-killing puppets who surrounded them.

In this way, only the third-rank half-step true king is left.

Fortunately, the three second-rank half-step true kings died at different times, and Zhao Feng obtained more than 20 killing seals successively.

These killing engravings were consumed by Zhao Feng, and three immortal-killing puppets were summoned.

total,

Eight!

"Good boy, you should be a genius of the Black Dragon Sect. Killing you is a good seedling of the Black Dragon Sect!"

As the third-rank half-step true king said, he also attacked Zhao Feng with all his strength, trying to kill him.

"Just kidding, you want to kill me too?"

The corners of Zhao Feng's mouth curled up slightly.

The Immortal Execution Sword Formation is still going on, and there are still eight immortal-killing puppets. It is impossible for the third-rank half-step true king to kill him.

What's more, there are Shulao and Potianshen Ape assisting.

"Nether Soul Breaking Strike!"

"Seventy-two sticks!"

"Immortal Killing Sword Art!"

"Flame kills Black Dragon Bo!"

Under the unanimous attack of Zhao Feng and others, this third-rank half-step true king could only retreat and quickly escape from the Zhuxian sword formation.

However, if he couldn't be killed within the duration of the Jade Immortal Sword Formation, Zhao Feng probably had nothing to do.

It seems that his realm is not enough, so let's talk about it next time!

"The masters of the main hall of the Xueyan Hall are too afraid of death. I have been helping them these days, but they are indifferent?"

At this time Zhao Feng was very upset, he didn't expect the people in the main hall to be so cowardly.

But this is justifiable, because the White Dragon Hall is countless times stronger than the Blood Flame Hall, once they resist, they will suffer the next disaster.

Therefore, they didn't dare to move, so they could only watch from a distance.

"Then, who is that person?"

"It's too scary. Why do I feel that he is only a sixth-rank half-step true king, but he has the strength to kill a second-rank half-step true king. Where did this evildoer come from?"

"Could it be, is it a super genius cultivated by my Black Dragon Sect?"

Those high-level people in Xueyantang thought in unison in their hearts.

At this time, Zhao Feng had already separated from the third-rank half-step true king, and no longer fought against each other.

The duration of Zhuxian Sword Formation has passed, so Zhao Feng is preparing to leave.

However, just as Zhao Feng was about to leave, a lot of powerful auras suddenly came from a distance, and they were all at least at the half-step true king level.

The number has reached hundreds!

"who?"

Zhao Feng was taken aback.

Hundreds of half-step true kings, where did they come from?

Is it the White Dragon Palace, or the Black Dragon Cult?

After he stared at it, he knew that the people who came this time were not friends, but enemies, and they were all from the White Dragon Palace.

"Not good, withdraw!"

Zhao Feng's face changed drastically, and he was about to leave directly.

You know, if so many people surround him, he will be miserable.

Available at this time.

"Ding! Congratulations on triggering a random mission, defeating the white dragon son Yang Yun, and ensuring that the Blood Flame Hall's casualties do not exceed 20%!"

A system prompt sounded suddenly.

Hearing this, Zhao Feng's figure trembled.

White Dragon Son Yang Yun, what the hell is that?

However, he can be sure that Yang Yun, the son of the White Dragon, should be among the group of masters of the White Dragon Hall.

"Phew, you can actually use the time reversal skill this time, so I don't need to leave immediately."

Zhao Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

Last time, the random task did not allow the use of time reversal skills, but this time it was possible, so he was not in a hurry.

The third-rank half-step true king seemed to have received a voice transmission from someone, and kept staring at Zhao Feng without taking any action.

He and Zhao Feng quietly waited for the group of people to arrive.

Zhao Feng saw that the leader was a white-haired young man in white clothes, who was a third-rank half-step true king.

As for behind him, there are several third-rank half-step true kings, as well as a large number of first-rank and second-rank half-step true kings.

This guy has a lot of background!

"You killed so many people by yourself, what's your name?"

The white-haired youth looked at Zhao Feng and said.

"Who are you?" Zhao Feng asked back.

As soon as these words came out, a third-rank half-step true king stood up and shouted: "Bold, you don't even know Bai Longzi!"

Bai Longzi, what the hell?

Zhao Feng frowned.

Seeing him like this, an expert from the Blood Flame Hall immediately sent a voice transmission to him: "Bai Longzi is the holy son selected by the White Dragon Palace. In the future, he will be a genius who may grow into a white dragon envoy."

"White Dragon Angel"

Although I don't know who told it, it's not important. What's important is that Zhao Feng heard a familiar word.

The middle-aged man in white who chased him down that day was a White Dragon Sacred Envoy. He was later hunted down by a Black Dragon Sacred Envoy. The mark is gone.

Having said that, it is not an easy task for Zhao Feng to defeat this Bai Longzi in the random mission now.

Zhao Feng just looked at the other party quietly. After a pause, the latter said: "I have already told you my identity. What about your name?"

"Ye Liangchen!"

Zhao Feng replied casually, anyway, it's just a name, nothing more.

"Ye Liangchen?"

Bai Longzi narrowed his eyes. He had never heard of this, but he was certain that Zhao Feng's aptitude was even better than his, and much better.

If Zhao Feng was a member of the Black Dragon Sect, would the Black Dragon Sect allow such a genius to hang out?

Therefore, he felt that Zhao Feng should not be a member of the Black Dragon Sect.

"Why did you kill my people?" Bai Longzi Yang Yun said.

"Then why did you surround the Xueyan Hall?" Zhao Feng continued to ask.

Yang Yundao: "That's because the Blood Flame Hall is suspected to be a branch of the Black Dragon Sect. I sent people to surround the Xueyan Hall to investigate this matter. If they are innocent, naturally there will be no casualties. If it is really a Black Dragon Sect branch, then I will Just step down the Blood Flame Hall!"