Violent Martial Soul System

"Boy, don't talk nonsense, even if he doesn't make a move, he can kill you in an instant!"

The demon lord quickly reminded.

Although there is a lot of unwillingness and dissatisfaction in his heart, Zhao Feng will not make fun of his own life. After silently cursing the young man in white, he said coldly: "Zhao Feng!"

Hearing this name, the young man in white narrowed his eyes, smiled again, and said, "It really is you. Speaking of which, I'm still your cousin."

cousin?

Zhao Feng's heart trembled.

The Zhao family has only a small number of people, and he knows all the cousins.

However, this young man in white is so powerful and knows the Wuji sword, so it can only be Zhao Feng's mother.

It's hard to describe Zhao Feng's mood at this time. He didn't expect that he could meet someone from his mother's family.

"Who are you?"

Zhao Feng asked again.

The young man in white smiled: "Remember, my name is Hua Tianxing!"

Hua Tianxing!

This name made Zhao Feng understand that his mother's original surname was Hua!

However, the next moment, the words of the young man in white just stunned him.

"Black-eyed old guy, stab him!"

The young man in white suddenly turned his head to look at the old man with black eyes.

What?

The black-eyed old man didn't dare to interrupt just now, and now he was stunned when he heard this, but at this moment, he found that his body could move.

There are tens of thousands of people in the air, only the young man in white and him can move.

"Yes!"

The black-eyed old man didn't care about anything else, and directly stabbed Zhao Feng's head with his sword.

"Fuck..."

Zhao Feng was about to pop his eyes out!

What's the situation, his cousin wants to kill him?

At this moment, he couldn't move, he could only watch helplessly as the black-eyed old man's long sword struck.

He really wanted to hide, but he couldn't move, he was already desperate, and he didn't expect to die in such a bird place.

He is unwilling!

However, just as the black-eyed old man's long sword was about to pierce Zhao Feng's forehead, the black-eyed old man's body froze again.

Zhao Feng could feel the temperature of the long sword, it was very cold.

"I let you stab him, not his head."

The young man in white reminded.

These words chilled Zhao Feng's heart. The young man in white didn't want to kill him, but tortured him.

After the words fell, the body of the black-eyed old man was able to move again, and then he stabbed Zhao Feng's abdomen with a sword.

"Hiss!"

The sound of the long sword piercing into the flesh is very touching.

Everyone held their breath, even swallowing their saliva carefully.

They don't understand, what's the situation now?

This young man in white, Hua Tianxing, is indeed somewhat similar to this Zhao Feng, and the former even claims to be Zhao Feng's cousin.

However, since they are relatives, why did the black-eyed old man stab Zhao Feng?

Although the black-eyed old man didn't understand, he knew that this white-clothed youth was absolutely nothing, if he dared to resist, he would die.

"The sound is really nice, come again."

The young man in white smiled and nodded.

The black-eyed old man drew out his long sword and stabbed in again.

"Hiss!"

Zhao Feng frowned. He could bear the pain. After all, it was just a pain and it would recover soon.

"Oh? The recovery speed is so fast?"

The young man in white was a little surprised. He saw that Zhao Feng's wound was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and there was no scar left.

However, after the black-eyed old man pulled his general out, this wound could not heal.

"What, the recovery effect of the undead body has been suppressed..."

A prompt sounded in Zhao Feng's mind, which shocked him completely.

This is the first time that the undead combat body is suppressed and unable to function.

Martial God, so powerful?

At this time, the stone demon in Zhao Feng's battle beast space suddenly jumped out, transformed into a sharp-billed bird, and plundered directly towards the young man in white.

"Stone demon, don't!"

Zhao Feng's eyes widened and he shouted.

"There's even a stone demon, yes, but unfortunately I'm not interested. You must have a deep relationship with it, right?"

The young man in white finished speaking with a smile, and then, the stone demon that came towards him caught fire all over, and turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.

No, not even the ashes remained, as if it had disappeared out of thin air.

"Ding! Your war beast stone demon is dead!"

"Every day!"

After hearing such a notification sound, Zhao Feng's eyes were about to pop out, and he couldn't help roaring.

The stone demon has been with him for so long, so he naturally has deep feelings. If there is no stone demon, he may have died several times.

But today, he actually watched the stone demon being burned to nothing by an unknown flame, and he didn't even know how the other party made a move.

"Hehe, I'm angry, but can you kill me with your eyes?"

The young man in white laughed again.

The young man in white said, and glanced at the old man with black eyes.

The black-eyed old man understood what he meant, and started to attack crazily, and the sword avoided the vital points. In an instant, Zhao Feng became a blood man.

"Fuck..."

Zhao Feng's face was already so ugly that his undead body was suppressed, and he couldn't recover. If the blood flowed too fast, he would die here.

At this time, he had already scolded the eighteen generations of the white-clothed youth's ancestors. If his eyes could kill, the white-clothed youth would have died thousands of times.

"Well, not bad, not bad, the expression is very exciting."

The young man in white nodded in satisfaction.

But at this moment.

The aura of the black-eyed old man suddenly rose sharply, his last trace of reason had been lost, and he was possessed by a demon.

Bewitched, he drew out his long sword and stabbed at Zhao Feng's heart.

"not good!"

Zhao Feng's eyes widened. How could this black-eyed old man be possessed at this time?

However, at this moment, he still couldn't move.

"Hiss!"

The long sword pierced Zhao Feng's chest.

Zhao Feng was already desperate. He didn't know whether the young man in white could react, no, it should be said whether the young man in white would make a move.

The long sword had pierced Zhao Feng's heart, but it only pierced a little.

"Hehe, I'm possessed."

The young man in white sneered: "I, Hua Tianxing, let anyone die if I want to die, and I can't kill anyone I want to live."

Suddenly a pressure fell on the black-eyed old man, and the next moment, the seven holes of the black-eyed old man began to spurt blood, and then fell from the air.

died!

The young man in white didn't even move his fingers, and he was able to kill a star master who had cultivated to three stars with just his aura. This strength was too heaven-defying.

Everyone looked on in shock.

The long sword of the black-eyed old man still pierced Zhao Feng's chest, blood was flowing.

"Tsk tsk, I wanted to play with you more, but I still have some things to do, so I'll take a step first. By the way, what's your name?"

The young man in white looked at Zhao Feng with a smile, but before Zhao Feng could speak, he continued to laugh and said, "Forget it, I will forget about it later, as long as you remember my name, my name is Hua Tian Xing!"

His voice was still echoing in everyone's ears, but he had disappeared without a trace. At the same time, everyone present was finally able to move.