Violent Martial Soul System

"What are you talking to her about so much? We join forces with the Ghost Bone Sect. If the Poison King Sect finds out, the entire Dark Poison Sect will be wiped out."

The squinting middle-aged man reminded.

"It doesn't matter. Is it possible that these two people still want to live in front of us? That kid exploded in speed that day. He must have used some kind of secret method. He looks normal now, but he is actually very weak, right?"

The tall and fat old man looked like he was about to win.

Zhao Feng and Fei Yaqin looked at each other, and the latter asked, "How is my father?"

"Except for your father, everyone else died, but your father was a tough guy and refused to disarm the formation on that plantation, so we sent people to the Ghost Poison Sect again."

The tall fat old man suddenly remembered something, and said: "By the way, all the corpses of your Ghost Poison Sect were taken away by Ghost Seven. It is estimated that they will all become ghost bones and warriors in a short time." puppet."

Fei Yaqin clenched her teeth, but she was relieved in her heart.

Because her father is not dead yet.

However, let's get over this difficulty for now.

"Okay, don't talk too much with them, leave these two to me."

The narrow-eyed middle-aged man came out with a sinister smile on his face, "I heard that that kid Yan Ming died in your hands, and the head of the sect asked for your body by name, but before handing over your body, first let I……"

"call out!"

Before he finished speaking, several thin needles flew out.

"Small tricks!"

The squinting middle-aged man snorted coldly, turned his head to look at Zhao Feng, and said, "Boy, you can join us, don't worry, I won't kill you, because I want to learn that martial skill from you..."

"If that's the case, then I'd rather be respectful than obedient!"

The corners of Zhao Feng's mouth curled up slightly, and he took out the Wuji sword.

His dragon soul swordsmanship had been improved to 100% before, and after this day's rush, his phantom body skills had also reached 90%.

and,

After killing that elder, Zhao Feng promoted another little soul shadow.

Therefore, with his current state, killing these two people is really more than enough.

"You go first, I will come to these two!"

After Zhao Feng finished speaking, he rushed out.

Fei Yaqin was startled, but she held back because she felt that Zhao Feng should be able to handle it.

At that moment, she just turned a corner and rushed towards the Scorpio Gate.

"Good boy, I'm going to decide on this martial art, old fat help!"

The squinting middle-aged man knew that Zhao Feng's strength had not decreased, and also knew that he could not defeat Zhao Feng alone, so he shouted hastily.

"it is good!"

The tall fat old man responded, regardless of Fei Yaqin, and went straight to kill Zhao Feng.

The Dark Poison Sect is nothing, even if the Dark Poison Sect is destroyed, they can still change their names and vote elsewhere.

If they get Zhao Feng's martial skill that can raise the first-order demon soul, then they will be developed!

In an instant, the two of them unleashed their full strength.

The tall fat old man with a fourth-level and eighth-level demon soul, and the squinting middle-aged man with a fourth-level and seventh-level demon soul, both of them are sect masters. With their joint efforts, even a fourth-level and ninth-level demon soul master can fight for one.

After all, they are members of the Dark Poison Sect.

However, what they encountered was not ordinary warriors, but Zhao Feng.

Fifty levels of violent power!

The third-level and fifth-level demon souls exploded to the fourth-level and sixth-level demon souls in an instant, which was not much different from the two.

But don't forget that Zhao Feng has the infinite sword, speed bonus, combat body bonus, and divine sword martial soul, and he is also an extreme warrior!

"Dragon Soul Sword Art!"

Zhao Feng's eyes were cold, without saying a word, he frantically drew his sword.

"Such a strong swordsmanship, absolutely perfect!"

The tall fat old man and the squinting middle-aged man immediately felt tremendous pressure. Even if they joined forces, it would be very difficult for them to block it.

However, this made their desire for Zhao Feng's violent power even stronger.

"I must obtain this martial skill!"

The two thought in unison.

From the very beginning, Zhao Feng had the upper hand, as long as he was given some time, the two of them would definitely be killed by the Wuji sword.

However, he felt a little uneasy in his heart, which has been the case since Fei Yaqin left.

Looking at Fei Yaqin's back, Zhao Feng suddenly made a decision to make a quick decision!

"Boy, look at the trick!"

At this time, the squinting middle-aged man suddenly threw out a handful of white powder.

In Zhao Feng's eyes, poisonous powder is more terrifying than poisonous pill, just like the powder that melted his arm that day.

If one is careless and the head is melted, it will be over.

So he didn't dare to be careless, and after cleverly dodging, he fled in front of the squinting middle-aged man.

Taking advantage of Zhao Feng's opportunity to dodge the poisonous powder, the middle-aged man with narrowed eyes stabbed out with a sword, but what he didn't expect was that Zhao Feng took advantage of this opportunity instead and stepped forward.

Hiss!

The long sword pierced Zhao Feng's shoulder.

At the same time, Zhao Feng's left hand was also tightly clasped around the middle-aged man's wrist.

"Dragon Soul Sword Art - Poisonous Dragon!"

Zhao Feng's eyes flickered, and a sword swept out, instantly cutting the squinting middle-aged man's body in half.

"Humph!"

Zhao Feng snorted coldly, and took his Nawu Ring.

"Congratulations! You have broken through to the third-level and sixth-level demon soul!"

His realm has risen again!

At this time, the tall fat old man's attack also arrived.

"Brat, go to hell!"

The tall fat old man had actually kept his eye out, he could have made the move earlier, but in order to monopolize this martial skill, he killed the squinting middle-aged man.

"Ding! You have been poisoned, start detoxification!"

"Ding! The toxin has been removed!"

Two prompts sounded in Zhao Feng's mind. This was the toxin smeared on the long sword of the squinting middle-aged man, which could paralyze Zhao Feng for a while.

However, the poison only existed for a moment, and it was cured by the Poisonous Martial Soul and the Undead Battle Body.

"Dragon Soul Sword Art - Poisonous Dragon!"

"Hiss!"

The tall fat old man's head flew up, he did not expect that Zhao Feng could still move.

I have to say that the Poisonous Martial Soul and Undead Battle Body are really good.

Zhao Feng's heart was thumping, and he quickly put away the tall fat old man's storage ring, and put away the two corpses as well.

Afterwards, Zhao Feng quickly left the place.

Because he feels a little weird, it might not be that simple.

"Congratulations! You have broken through to the third-level and seventh-level demon soul!"

After devouring the Nawu Ring of the tall and fat old man, Zhao Feng's realm improved again.

It has been a little while since Fei Yaqin left, and it stands to reason that he has already entered the Scorpio Gate.

Zhao Feng hid in the high-altitude clouds for a while, and then saw three figures flying over.

He had seen all three of them before, during the team battle that day.

However, they are all elders of the Dark Poison Sect.

"Sure enough, the other party arrived at the Scorpio Gate first, and then waited for us. Now they should have kidnapped Princess Qiandu, and are going to threaten the Ghost Poison Sect Master to release the formation!"

Zhao Feng was thinking in the sky.

He took a look and found that among the three people below, one of them was a master of the fifth-level demon soul, and the other two were both fourth-level and ninth-level demon souls, and their strength was very strong. Furious Martial Soul System