Violent Martial Soul System

The movement on this side was so loud that it attracted the attention of many people.

Han Bingche, who was teaming up with Han Shengjue and Lan Ling, turned his head to look, and couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise, tears welling up involuntarily.

But others were shocked by Hua Tianxing's actions.

"This Hua Tianxing is actually killing people from the two temples. Why?"

"Is this going to tear the skin off?"

"It's terrible. It's a genius to have comprehended so many profound meanings of the martial soul. Although that kid is also very strong, he beat Hua Tianchen to the point where he couldn't fight back, but he won't be killed if he is hit by this move of burning flames. If the flame burns to death, it will also be shaken to pieces."

"Just kidding, of course he was directly burned to death, and immortal flames are not fun."

The onlookers were discussing in private.

Not only them, but even the people in the Artifact Temple couldn't figure out the situation.

"What is Tian Jin doing? Didn't he say that he would kill someone? Now that one of them is dead, isn't Murong Ling Tian going crazy?"

Hua Wenjin, Hua Tianxing's uncle, thought in his heart.

At this time, Murong Lingtian in the first battlefield also noticed this movement.

"Damn it, this Hua Tianxing actually killed Zhao Feng."

Murong Lingtian shouted angrily in his heart.

Zhao Feng is Zhao Yanhai's son, and Zhao Yanhai is on good terms with Ouyang Yi. He originally wanted to return Ouyang Yi's favor in this operation, but he didn't take good care of Zhao Feng, so Zhao Feng was killed by Hua Tianxing.

"Fu Yizhen, if you don't back away, don't blame me for killing me!"

Murong Lingtian roared hysterically.

Fu Yizhen was stunned for a moment, he had already felt Murong Lingtian's anger, although he didn't know who Zhao Feng was, but he could tell that Zhao Feng was very important to Murong Lingtian.

"Too bad, Hua Tianxing didn't know the severity of his attack, this is troublesome!"

Fu Yizhen's face was gloomy.

However, he still couldn't let Murong Lingtian go, what if Murong Lingtian rushed over and killed Hua Tianxing if he let him go?

Hua Tianxing is the son of Hua Wenyue, the owner of the Sword God Pavilion!

"Murong Lingtian, this is caused by you not handing over the map!"

Fu Yizhen shouted loudly.

"In that case, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Murong Lingtian's eyes turned red, and he directly threw out eighteen three-star god blades from the ring of Nawu.

"Eighteen Golden Sword Formation, go!"

Murong Lingtian had already played his hole card.

This move was taught by his master, and he would not be able to do it without the Martial God Emperor.

"No, it turned out to be the master of the Liuyang Pavilion!"

Fu Yizhen's expression changed drastically, and he backed away quickly.

Fu Yizhen was the apprentice of a pavilion master, no matter how courageous Murong Lingtian was, he would not dare to kill Fu Yizhen.

This move was just to frighten Fu Yizhen.

The eighteen golden swords flitted towards Fu Yizhen, while Murong Lingtian flitted towards Zhao Feng.

However, at this moment.

The air wave of the explosion had calmed down, and Jian Zhuihan's golden armor and golden barrier defenses were all shattered, but because the distance was too far, he was not seriously injured.

And Hua Tianchen was just blown away, and there was nothing serious about it.

As for Zhao Feng, he disappeared without a trace.

Is the moment of being burned by the eternal flame

Everyone thinks so.

But at this moment, there was an extra figure ten thousand meters away.

Zhao Feng!

Everyone was shocked, they didn't die after being hit by the flames at such a close distance?

How did he survive?

This question is actually very simple, because Zhao Feng sacrificed the Wuji Sword and formed the Wuji Sword Mountain.

Although he really wanted to hide himself, at this critical moment, if he kept hiding, he might be blown to death by the flames.

"Crack!"

The Wuji Sword Mountain was reorganized into the Wuji Sword again. Zhao Feng held it and swept over it safely.

"Elder Jian, are you alright?"

Zhao Feng asked quickly.

"I'm fine."

Jian Zhuihan shook his head with a pale face.

At this time, Zhao Feng has become the focus of all people,

At the same time, those Hua family also sensed something was wrong.

blood!

Zhao Feng actually has the blood of the Hua family.

"What's the matter, I have a blood connection with him, he is also from my Hua family?"

"No way, how could people from my Hua family not know each other?"

"Maybe it's a seed left by someone outside!"

"Then this talent is too terrifying, whose seed is it?"

The masters of the Hua family were all discussing in low voices, even Hua Wenjin was the same, he also sensed the blood in Zhao Feng's body.

"Um?"

The old man of the Hua family also noticed this. At this moment, he suddenly focused on the Wuji sword in Zhao Feng's hand.

"The Promise Sword!"

The old man of the Hua family exclaimed, with a look of disbelief.

What?

When the people around heard it, they also focused their attention on Zhao Feng's hands.

Sure enough, it was the Promise Sword!

At this time, they suddenly remembered the name that Jian Zhuihan called out just now.

Zhao...

Zhao Feng!

"He is Zhao Yanhai's son!"

Hua Wenjin exclaimed.

The old man of the Hua family has three children, the eldest son Hua Wenyue, the second son Hua Wenjin, and the third daughter Hua Yanrou.

Strictly speaking, Hua Wenjin is also Zhao Feng's uncle.

When the words 'Zhao Yanhai' fell into the ears of the people around them, many of them were bewildered.

"Zhao Yanhai is the Immortal Sword God!"

A wise man called out.

Now, everyone understands.

Zhao Feng turned out to be the son of the Immortal Sword God. Doesn't that mean that Zhao Feng is also from the Hua family?

"Finally recognized me?"

Holding the Promise Sword in his hand, Zhao Feng looked coldly at the group of masters who suddenly stopped in front of him.

The Promise Sword, coupled with the blood sense, has exposed his identity.

Then the next step is to see how the Hua family's attitude is.

"not good!"

Murong Lingtian's face was gloomy, Zhao Feng's identity was finally revealed.

After all, he knew the Hua family's attitude.

"So it's Zhao Yanhai's son, capture him!"

The old man of the Hua family immediately blew on his beard and shouted loudly.

Zhao Feng is Hua Yanrou's son, after all, he is also his grandson.

However, the old man of the Hua family did not regard Zhao Feng as his relative.

"Is that really the case?"

When Zhao Feng heard this sentence, his heart was already chilled, and his killing intent was prominent.

The Hua family still has the same attitude as it did twenty years ago, and they don't recognize him at all. Then, he doesn't need to show mercy.

Immediately, Hua Wenjin rushed towards Zhao Feng, ready to capture Zhao Feng.

However, at this time, Zhao Feng had broken through to the third-level martial god king, and he was not afraid at all when facing Hua Wenjin, who was also a third-level martial god king.

"The Promise Wind Killing Formation, go!"

Zhao Feng shattered the Promise Sword again, and swept towards Hua Wen.

If it weren't for Hua Wenjin being Hua Yanrou's elder brother, Zhao Feng would have killed Xinghai with his sword in seconds.

"Humph!"

Hua Wenjin let out a cold snort, and began to deal with the nine sharp blades.