Violent Martial Soul System

"Where is the second stupid son, dare to come here?"

Some inner disciples frowned when they saw Zhao Feng coming in wearing outer clothes.

These inner disciples are all above the six-star warrior.

There are about two or three hundred inner disciples of the Tianling Sect, but some of them leave the Tianling Sect every month or become the disciples of the Tianling Sect.

Zhao Feng came all the way to the inner gate training ground.

Here, dozens of inner disciples are cultivating crazily, some are sensing the aura of heaven and earth, some are learning from each other...

When they saw Zhao Feng, the most conspicuous dress, come here, they all showed contempt.

Several inner disciples who were practicing boxing raised the corners of their lips and walked towards Zhao Feng.

However, before they came closer, Zhao Feng said loudly to everyone: "All the inner sect brothers and sisters present, and the outer disciple Zhao Feng, come here today, just for a defeat!"

"Is this guy a fool, dare to come here to make trouble?"

"I think this guy is a fool, don't you know that the worst disciple of the inner sect can also crush them?"

"moron!!!"

...

Many inner disciples heard Zhao Feng talking like this, thinking that Zhao Feng was just crazy, and they didn't bother to pay attention to him and continue various cultivation, anyway, someone would take care of him.

Soon, those inner disciples who were already bored came to Zhao Feng one after another, preparing to give Zhao Feng a severe meal.

"Hey, silly boy, you are so arrogant, how dare you come and challenge yourself? I'll give you three seconds and get out of here! Otherwise, don't blame me for beating you!"

"Brother, if you want me to **** off, it depends on whether you have the ability."

Zhao Feng smiled.

"I'm going, you have a **** tone! You go to Laozi!"

This inner sect boy slapped him directly after speaking, and it seemed that he was planning to fan Zhao Feng out of the training ground.

When the other inner disciples saw someone taking action, they all showed a gloating look.

However, in the next moment, the expressions on their faces suddenly stagnated.

I saw that this inner disciple who shot Zhao Feng was beaten by Zhao Feng!

What made them feel ashamed was that this inner disciple was stepped on by Zhao Feng!

"Who else would dare to say let me go?"

Zhao Feng arrogantly scanned the inner disciples around him.

At this moment, the training field is completely quiet.

The inner disciples who hadn't put Zhao Feng in their eyes before, all showed a surprised expression.

"What's the situation?"

They were instantly confused.

Why is this outer disciple stepping on his companion?

"Smelly boy! You are looking for death!"

"Fun him!"

When the two inner disciples saw their companions being humiliated, they rushed towards them.

However, their martial arts realm is only the six-star pinnacle, and Zhao Feng alone rewarded them with a punch and defeated them.

"get out!"

Zhao Feng gave each of them a kick, and the two directly kicked out of the training ground.

"It turned out to be a bit capable, no wonder I dare to come here to pick something up, I will meet you!"

A voice came.

Zhao Feng followed the sound, and there was an inner disciple walking in front of him.

This inner disciple awakened also the Gravity Martial Soul, a mid-seven-star warrior, and directly blasted Zhao Feng towards the door.

"Bengshan Fist!"

"Fuck off!"

Zhao Feng had no disdain for the gravity martial arts of the incoming person, and displayed his mad dragon fist.

"Boom!"

The two punches collided, and the vitality wave slammed.

what! ?

The disciple of the inner sect who fisted with Zhao Feng, his eyes flashed with incomparable surprise, the whole person was impacted by the huge gravity, and he flew out directly, and crashed out of the training ground.

"Cut, all rookies, how many can you play?"

Zhao Feng made a cut, his face full of contempt.

"Grass, this kid is so **** arrogant, let's go together!"

Regardless of whether it was more bullying than less, three inner disciples rushed out.

"By the way, you guys are going to do that. How much wasting my time one by one..."

Zhao Feng said faintly, Fengshen stepped out and flew quickly.

The physique of monsters combined with Fengshen Step made Zhao Feng move extremely fast. These inner disciples couldn't keep up with his rhythm, let alone hit him.

"Boom! Bang! Bang!"

These three inner sect disciples were thrown out by Zhao Feng just to meet each other.

Whether it was one-on-one or one-on-three, Zhao Feng easily won. Such strength has to make everyone present feel incredible.

At this time, the expressions on everyone's faces could no longer hold, and they all showed shame.

"Why? I'm upset? If I'm upset, you go together, I won't say you bully the less."

Zhao Feng looked around and said lightly.

"Fucking, this **** is too arrogant, let's go together and kill him!"

"Yes, it's too arrogant and cruel him! Otherwise, our inner door will all be lost!"

"Yes, beat him! Let this kid know how good we are!"

...

Zhao Feng's attitude has already made these inner disciples ashamed.

All the inner disciples in the training ground flocked to Zhao Feng, and they had only one idea in their hearts, that was to kill Zhao Feng!

"Tsk tsk, this is just fun!"

Seeing dozens of inner disciples surrounding him, Zhao Feng's face showed satisfaction.

Because of these inner disciples, many people used weapons, and they were basically the early seven-star warriors.

Facing their numerical advantage, Zhao Feng couldn't care less and immediately summoned the Seven-Star Martial Blade, and at the same time, he didn't relax in every move.

In a serious state, Zhao Feng is not afraid of their numerical advantage.

Even Zhao Feng has an absolute advantage!

"Huh!"

"hiss!"

"Boom!"

I saw Zhao Feng's body shape like the wind shuttle among these inner disciples, every time Zhao Feng made a move, there must be one or two, even three or four inner disciples fell or flew out.

Three minutes later, the dust on the training ground was flying, with screams one after another.

At this point, the inner disciples of everyone in the training ground fell to the ground in a mess.

"Cut, they are all **** rookies, there is no better one, boring!"

Zhao Feng stood in the middle of the training ground with a look of disdain. Fifty or sixty inner disciples could not beat him. They were all rubbish!

Originally, there were some inner disciples who had just arrived outside the training ground, but seeing Zhao Feng's crushing force, they all hurried back and did not dare to enter the training ground...

Zhao Feng glanced at the inner disciple who was wailing on the training ground, suddenly frowned, and said proudly, "Can you roll down from here?"

"I'll **** your mother..."

"Fuck your mother!"

Zhao Feng kicked one person to the outside of the training field, and then coldly said to others: "If you don't want me to do it, you just roll off.

Seeing that Zhao Feng started so ruthlessly, the disciples who fell on the training ground dragged their aching bodies and staggered out of the training ground. Some of them couldn't stand up for a while, but they really rolled and fell down. Training field.

Zhao Feng scanned the surrounding area and said to the inner disciples who had gathered outside the field: "I have taken care of this training ground! If you want to come up, I will win first!"