Violent Martial Soul System

"what……"

When the woman at the side saw someone rushing out suddenly and slapped the young master of the Wang family, she immediately backed away screaming.

When the woman saw the face of the visitor, her eyes were startled, and she said in disbelief, "Zhao...Zhao Feng!"

what! ?

Zhao Feng! ?

When he heard the woman say this name, Wang Kun was completely stunned!

The person who grabbed his throat and lifted himself up turned out to be that trash with no martial soul and broken meridians?

How the hell is that possible! ?

"Zhao Feng, you...you..."

Wang Kun was furious.

But he was pinched by the throat, and he spoke hesitatingly.

He tried to use his petrified martial soul to fight back.

But as soon as Wuhun's power was activated, he felt a strong pressure on his neck instantly, making him have to give up.

Because he could feel that if he fought back now, Zhao Feng would definitely break his neck!

"If you dare to resist, you will die immediately! Do you want to die now?"

At this moment, Zhao Feng's whole body was filled with an icy aura, without a trace of expression on his face, he looked at Wang Kun coldly.

"In no mood……"

Wang Kun's psychological defense line did not know what impact he had received, but he subconsciously shook his head.

Although in Wang Kun's eyes, Zhao Feng is already a waste who has no martial soul and cannot cultivate.

However, after he saw Zhao Feng himself, he actually felt scared!

"Do you know why I'm here?"

Zhao Feng said coldly.

Wang Kun shook his head.

"do not know?"

Zhao Feng's words turned cold, and he slapped Wang Kun's face directly, "Do you know now?"

Wang Kun gritted his teeth, set his eyes on the woman not far away, and said to Zhao Feng: "Do you also like Miss Xiaohua?"

"Fuck off, sister! You beat Xiao Rou, and you still pretended to be the fuck!"

Zhao Feng let go and kicked Wang Kun's legs.

"Ugh!..."

Wang Kun was kicked away by Zhao Feng, and screams came from Wang Kun's mouth.

"You bastard, you actually hurt my lower body! I'll kill you!"

This Wang Kun is a four-star initial warrior with a petrified martial soul, and his physical strength is much better than that of ordinary people.

Although Zhao Feng's kick hit his vitals, he was not fatally injured, but his lifeblood would not be needed for ten and a half months.

"If I dare to come here, I am not afraid that you will kill me. But I came here to kill you."

Zhao Feng said coldly.

"Hmph! You trash! How dare you say kill me?"

Wang Kun was not caught by Zhao Feng's neck, and suddenly became arrogant, humming: "For a maid, you come to die alone, I will ask you if you are worth it!?"

"What if it was you who died?"

Zhao Feng glanced at Wang Kun lightly.

"Joke! Do you think you can kill me? Dreaming! Give me the trick! Trash!"

Wang Kun said contemptuously.

Then, the power of the petrified martial soul filled his whole body.

His skin instantly hardened.

"Black Rock Fist!"

Wang Kun suddenly punched Zhao Feng in the face!

"Gravity Fist Greedy Wolf!"

Facing Wang Kun's punch, Zhao Feng was not afraid at all, he did not dodge or dodge, and bombarded him with the same punch.

"Crack!"

Two fists collide.

A crisp sound suddenly spread.

Wang Kun's arm was broken by Zhao Feng's punch!

Although Wang Kun is a four-star initial warrior, Zhao Feng is only a three-star peak warrior, but Zhao Feng's martial arts and martial spirit level are higher than him, and with the increase in martial arts, the strength of the elemental force that Zhao Feng displays is much higher Yu Wangkun!

The battle between warriors, the judgment of strength,

It doesn't just look at the level of martial arts, but also depends on many factors, such as martial spirit, martial arts, martial arts level and so on.

"Ugh!..."

Holding his severed hand, Wang Kun stepped back a few steps and let out a heart-piercing scream.

"Shua!"

A red light flashed in Zhao Feng's hand.

what! ?

Suddenly, Wang Kun's expression froze!

He actually saw Zhao Feng take out a sword out of thin air!

Red light?

martial arts!

This Zhao Feng... When did he get a sword?

Samsung martial arts?

This...how is this possible!

He actually recovered his strength? And... actually has a martial arts blade!

"Wang Kun, what you did to Xiaorou today, I will make you pay with death! You asked for it!"

Zhao Feng held the Blood Light Extinguishing Shadow Sword in one hand, and walked towards Wang Kun step by step.

"Zhao...Zhao Feng...don't act recklessly. If you kill me, our Wang family will never let you go! Do you want to be an enemy of our Wang family?"

Seeing that Zhao Feng showed his sword, Wang Kun didn't dare to think about how Zhao Feng regained his strength, so he saved his life first...

"So what if you are an enemy of your royal family?"

Zhao Feng said contemptuously for a while, then kicked out, stepped on Wang Kun's legs again, and kicked him to the ground.

"hiss!……"

This time, Zhao Feng stepped up his strength.

The kick made Wang Kun grit his teeth.

At this moment, Wang Kun was angry and angry.

But he has nothing to do!

"Hey, your little brother is quite strong, it seems that you need to step on it a few more times!"

The corner of Zhao Feng's mouth twitched, he raised his foot and stepped on it again.

Wang Kun immediately covered the root of his life with both hands, moved his buttocks back, and his face was as pale as paper with fright...

"Zhao Feng... you are enough! Do you want this young master to die!?"

Thrillingly dodging Zhao Feng's kick, Wang Kun roared angrily and in fear.

"Enough? Have you said enough? Did you say the word 'enough'? It's not to the point of death, do you think it will be enough?"

Zhao Feng sneered and swung his sword suddenly.

Stab it!

There was the sound of a tiny muscle cracking.

Wang Kun's expression froze suddenly.

A few seconds later, blood gushed out of Wang Kun's neck!

With a creak, Wang Kun's head rolled down from his neck, and rolled to the feet of the woman named Xiao Hua...

Wang Kun never thought that he would die under Zhao Feng's sword, and he died so suddenly...

"Uh...uh!..."

Seeing the ghostly face of the dead man's head close to her feet, the woman cried out in shock...

"Ding!"

"Congratulations on killing a four-star warrior, you get 4 points of Martial Soul and 1 point of Fury!"

A system prompt appeared in Zhao Feng's mind.

Zhao Feng walked to Wang Kun's headless body indifferently, searched on him, and took the storage bag on his body for himself.

When the woman at the side was almost calm, Zhao Feng walked towards her.

"Feng...Master Feng...don't, don't kill me..."

The woman was terrified and kept backing away.

"Don't be afraid, I won't kill you." Zhao Feng said lightly, "But I hope you will forget what you saw just now, can you do it?"

"Yes... yes! As long as Young Master Feng doesn't kill me, Young Master Feng can let me do anything!"

"very good."

Zhao Feng nodded, took out a gold card from the storage bag that can be exchanged for gold coins in major banks, and handed it to her, saying: "This gold card should be enough for you to live, leave Lieshi City and start again, don't worry about it again." Spoil yourself."

"Young Master Feng..."

Seeing that Zhao Feng actually gave herself a second-level gold card, the woman was very surprised. You know, a second-level gold card can be exchanged for two million gold coins!

Two million gold coins is enough for an ordinary person to spend for a lifetime!

"Take it."

Zhao Feng said softly.

I don't know if it was because of fear, or because of excitement, the woman took the gold card from Zhao Feng with trembling hands, "Thank you... Thank you, Young Master Feng!"

"Um."

Zhao Feng nodded, then turned and left.

After Zhao Feng left, a figure appeared from a hidden place in the woods.

"These warriors are too scary. Killing people is like playing for fun, but they still act as if nothing happened..."