Violent Martial Soul System

Zhao Feng couldn't help but pause when he heard the young man's voice.

He felt that the level of the people in this team was not as low as his.

Of course, realm does not represent strength, and it is obvious that the weak prevail over the strong in Wu Mo.

"Is there something wrong?"

Zhao Feng turned to look at them.

A young man took a few steps out of nowhere and said, "Did you just come out of the ghost tomb?"

"So what?"

Zhao Feng replied coldly, he didn't show a good face, after all, this person had a bad attitude from the beginning, instead of waiting slowly, he stopped.

"Suppressing ghost beads, is it still inside?"

the young man asked again.

"I don't know, I haven't broken through the fourth floor."

Zhao Feng shook his head.

The fourth floor!

The ten people looked at each other, and they didn't know much about the ghost tomb.

"Come here and take us down."

The young man said in a commanding tone.

This made Zhao Feng very upset, are you my son, you can take it if you say so? Or you just wait here and don't move, I'll buy you oranges...

"Sorry, I still have something to do, so I will leave!"

Zhao Feng clasped his fists at them, then turned around and left.

"Good guy, dare to look at no one, court death!"

The young man was furious, and he drew his sword and rushed towards Zhao Feng.

"My brother-in-law, Zhao Feng is easy to bully me, right?"

Zhao Feng couldn't take it anymore, he summoned the Wuji Sword and stabbed out.

call out!

This sword moves like clouds and flowing water,

As fast as lightning, the silver light flashed in front of the young man in an instant.

The young man was startled and turned sideways to dodge, but his reaction was a bit slower, and the silver light shot through his left shoulder.

When he reacted, Zhao Feng's other sword came again.

"puff!"

The young man's right shoulder was hit again, and blood gushed out!

"What a quick attack!"

The nine people behind the young man were slightly shocked, wondering whether they could have avoided the two swords if it was him just now.

If Zhao Feng didn't know the realm of the leader and didn't want to cause trouble, otherwise the young man would have died.

"you wanna die!"

The young man's shoulders were pierced, and he was furious, ready to go to Zhao Feng to fight for his life.

But at this moment, the sword-browed man at the head of the team shouted: "Stop!"

The young man stabilized his figure and looked at the sword-browed man.

The sword-browed man frowned. Zhao Feng's age and strength were similar to theirs, so he must be from a certain powerful force.

"Yehua, a disciple of Yuming Palace in the Heavenly Soul Realm, may I ask your Excellency who is..."

The sword-browed man asked politely.

However, it was too late to treat each other with courtesy.

"Who am I, what does it matter to you?"

Zhao Feng replied coldly, since he has made a move, he can't be a coward.

"presumptuous!"

"How dare you disrespect Senior Brother Ye?"

Immediately, two disciples jumped out and pointed at Zhao Feng's nose angrily.

At this time, Zhao Feng suddenly remembered that the Heavenly Soul Realm seemed to be the most powerful mid-level realm around here.

Unexpectedly, people from the soul world also came this day.

"Your Excellency should not be from the Ghost Realm either. I have offended you just now. I hope you will forgive me."

The sword-browed man cupped his fists and said.

The disciples around were very puzzled. Even though Zhao Feng had a lot of background, he was only one person after all.

Moreover, Zhao Feng also injured their junior brother, but the sword-browed man still wanted to say hello respectfully, what's going on?

These disciples all understood the habits of the sword-browed man. If it was the past, he would have killed Zhao Feng long ago.

"goodbye!"

Zhao Feng didn't want to talk nonsense with them, so after saying something, he turned around and left.

Now, the sword-browed man couldn't bear it any longer, and shouted angrily, "Stop!"

"Tsk tsk, did you really show your true nature..."

Zhao Feng turned back with a sneer, he knew that this sword-browed man must be planning on him.

This group of people obviously have the ability to go directly to the ghost tomb, but they insist on letting him lead them, there must be something tricky.

No, it should be said that this sword-browed man is strange.

"What's your business?"

Zhao Feng asked.

The sword-browed man paused, and said, "There is too much sinister aura on your body, there must be some kind of most evil thing in your storage ring, hand over the storage ring."

"Um?"

Zhao Feng frowned, and said: "Nonsense, I have been in the Ghost Realm for several months, how can I not have evil spirits in my body?"

"I, Yuming Palace, am very sensitive to evil auras. You must have something like a hundred ghost beads in your Nawu ring. At the same time, you should have practiced this kind of exercises."

The sword-browed man said.

"So what?"

Zhao Feng replied.

"My Yuming Palace is responsible for purifying evil. Since you have also practiced that kind of exercises, then you don't want to leave today."

The sword-browed man narrowed his eyes.

"Purify evil, do you think you are a priest?"

Zhao Feng rolled his eyes, it seemed that there was a tough battle to be fought.

He estimated that this sword-browed man should have cultivated to a five-star Martial Demon, or even more.

After hearing the words of the sword-browed man, the group of disciples surrounded him one after another.

Ordinary people would definitely be at a loss when faced with such a scene, but Zhao Feng likes group battles, so he can find soft persimmons to pinch.

He didn't believe that this group of people could practice heaven-level martial arts to 60%.

"Now I'll give you another chance to reveal your identity, maybe I can show mercy."

The sword-browed man held a long sword and said.

"Talk about your paralyzed thigh!"

Zhao Feng cursed angrily.

"Do it!"

The sword-browed man shouted, and the other nine attacked Zhao Feng in unison.

At the same time, Zhao Feng also flickered to fight back.

It has to be said that the disciples of Yuming Palace are all good, the young man just now was just careless, if he was treated with caution, it would not be so easy to be recruited.

The nine disciples were also very surprised. The nine of them teamed up and couldn't do anything to Zhao Feng, which was enough to prove Zhao Feng's aptitude.

"Humph."

The sword-browed man let out a cold snort. Obviously, they were very dissatisfied with the performance of the nine.

He took out his weapon and prepared to do it himself.

In the field, Zhao Feng's face was gloomy.

Because these nine people had already put a lot of pressure on him, even after fighting for ten seconds, he didn't hurt a single person.

If this sword-browed man makes another move, he will be in trouble.

At that moment, Zhao Feng fell quickly.

"Want to go?"

Nine disciples of Yuming Palace pursued him.

However, Zhao Feng didn't want to leave for the time being. After all, in the air, the nine could easily avoid attacks, while on land they would be relatively less.

When the nine people landed on the ground, Zhao Feng also suddenly unleashed his berserk power.

Although the improvement is not as much as that of the Demon Soul Realm, it can also increase the chance of winning by three points after all.

At this time, the sword-browed man in the air finally made his move.

"call out!"

The sword-browed man swooped down, grasping the long sword tightly, ready to kill Zhao Feng with one blow.

"So fast!"

Zhao Feng raised his brows, the speed of this man was almost as fast as him.

If it is one-on-one, Zhao Feng is not afraid of him, but there are nine small shrimps around him, Zhao Feng is under great pressure.

However, at this moment.

The Nawu ring in Zhao Feng's hand suddenly glowed, and then, a petite figure flashed out.

This change surprised Zhao Feng. He turned his head and found that it was a wraith.

Moreover, it was the little wraith he received last. Furious Martial Soul System