Violent Martial Soul System

"The decisive battle will take place in three days. The Heavenly Flame Sacred Realm has formed an army of ten thousand people, all of whom are high-level Martial God Emperors, and there will even be half-step Martial God Supreme masters fighting, tsk tsk tsk..."

Zhao Feng had arrived near the location of the decisive battle. At this time, countless people had camped here, waiting for the decisive battle to come.

At the same time, his avatar has also left Hell, preparing to cross the Ghost Desert and return to the Eastern Soul Land.

"Ghost Desert, now it's just a child's play for me."

Zhao Feng let the avatar enter the Ghost Desert.

But before that, his deity would like to go to the territory of the Great Lord's Holy Realm first, and first break through to the eighth-rank Martial God Emperor, and at the same time, he can get some will of the Great Emperor for others to break through.

However, Han Bingche, Han Shengjue and others are unnecessary, as long as they have cultivation resources, they can quickly break through.

After making a decision, Zhao Feng used the ground travel flash to plunder into the Dajue Holy Realm territory.

The decisive battle is imminent, so the grand lord holy world has also gathered a large number of troops.

Those who dare to trouble these troops are generally masters.

At this time, Zhao Feng's strength is very strong, as long as he doesn't meet the half-step Martial God Supreme, he will be fine.

"There's a hundred-man battalion over there!"

Zhao Feng suddenly showed his head and took a look.

A battalion of hundreds of people can at most be the generals of the eighth-rank Martial God Emperor, and there will be no marshals of the ninth-rank Martial God Emperor. Even if there are ten eighth-rank Martial God Emperors, the threat is no match for one ninth-rank Martial God Emperor.

That being the case, then he didn't have to dodge, he just showed his original shape and killed him.

"There are enemies coming!"

Although Zhao Feng's speed was fast, the luck above his head was instantly recognized by the Grand Jue Army.

"So what if you see me?"

Zhao Feng let out a cold snort, and rushed directly into the barracks. The next moment, there was a bloody storm in the barracks of the Grand Duke Army.

At the same time, the barracks of the grand lord army also quickly sent a signal upwards, requesting the nearby experts to come to support them.

It's a pity that none of them could stop Zhao Feng's sword.

Within ten seconds, the hundred-man barracks was destroyed by Zhao Feng, and the two Dayuan generals who were in charge were beheaded by Zhao Feng.

Hundreds of Nawu rings, hundreds of enemy luck.

Before the opponent's strong man came, Zhao Feng had already fled. At this time, the luck above his head reached the blue color again.

And his realm is only one step away from breaking through to the eighth-rank Martial God Emperor.

"As long as I break through to the eighth-rank Martial God Emperor, then I will have no opponents among the Martial Gods. If I break through to the ninth-rank Martial God Emperor, maybe I can compete with the half-step Martial God Supreme!"

Zhao Feng was bursting with confidence.

Relying on the dual space and various martial soul secrets and combat bodies, he has the strength to leapfrog challenges.

At this moment, he was already looking for the next target, as long as he destroyed one more barracks, he could almost break through to the eighth-rank Martial God Emperor.

"Oh, a military camp almost three times as big, maybe there is a marshal of the ninth-rank Martial God Emperor!"

Zhao Feng found another target, but this time, he was hesitating.

The military camp in front of him was more than three times larger than the previous one, and there might be a ninth-rank Martial God Emperor in it.

The ninth-rank Martial God Emperor is also divided into strengths and weaknesses. He doesn't care about the ordinary ninth-rank Martial God Emperor, but he is afraid of meeting the peak Martial God Emperor.

Although he is confident that he can take down the peak Martial God Emperor, if he can't solve the barracks within half a minute, then it is very likely to attract the surrounding masters. After all, this is a decisive battle, and the half-step Martial God Supreme will appear.

Therefore, he made a plan for himself, ten seconds, he will pass by, and he will evacuate after ten seconds.

This is the same as a senior killer, if he fails with one blow, he will flee away immediately.

"kill!"

At that moment, Zhao Feng rushed towards the barracks with hundreds of people.

"An enemy is coming!"

A captain of the Dayuan found Zhao Feng, but the next moment, he was directly killed by Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng didn't even have time to accept his Nawu ring,

directly into the barracks.

Another bloodbath broke out.

In the battle between the two holy worlds, millions of corpses were buried and blood was shed for thousands of miles. The number of deaths in the underworld is calculated in tens of millions every year, and in some years it can even reach 100 million.

In every holy world, there is the Martial God Supreme, who is a super master who has survived the demonic catastrophe, and the Valkyrie King and the Martial God Emperor, in the eyes of the Valkyrie Supreme, are like cannon fodder.

Not to mention the Martial God Emperor, even the half-step Martial God Supreme can't lift his head up in front of the real Martial God Supreme.

"One second!"

"Two seconds!"

"Three seconds!"

Zhao Feng rushed into the barracks of the Grand Jue Army, while using the Promise Wind Killing Formation to kill the enemy, and holding an ordinary Seven Star God Blade in one hand, he frantically reaped the lives of the enemy.

At every moment, Nawu Jie flew towards him.

The entire barracks was in chaos like a slaughterhouse.

"Boy, court death!"

A shout rang out.

There was originally a ninth-rank Martial God Emperor and five eighth-rank Martial God Great Emperors in this barracks, but before Zhao Feng came in, there happened to be a peak Martial God Emperor who came to patrol.

"Peak Martial God Emperor!"

Zhao Feng's eyes flashed, he didn't expect that his luck was a bit unlucky, and he actually met the peak Martial God Emperor.

However, he is not afraid of the peak Martial God Emperor now.

"Thirty-six flashes!"

"The big shock is one hundred and twenty-eight!"

Zhao Feng looked at the Grand Marshal who was rushing towards him, and slashed out a full-strength attack.

Excalibur Martial Soul, Divine Dragon Battle Body, Wuji Sword, Shen Xing, Great Shock, these factors, let Zhao Feng's sword at hand, be enough to kill a ninth-rank Martial God Emperor.

"Irresistible!"

The face of the peak Martial God Emperor was gloomy, because his will of the emperor was not very useful. If he resisted this sword forcefully, he might be seriously injured.

He quickly dodged and launched a fierce offensive against Zhao Feng.

At the same time, the original ninth-rank Martial God Emperor and five eighth-rank Martial God Great Emperors in the barracks also arrived and launched a group attack on Zhao Feng.

"Haha, good job!"

Zhao Feng laughed three times.

At this time, it was only five seconds before he entered the Grand Duke's barracks.

He estimated that if no one else intervened, he would have at most five seconds to deal with the peak Martial God Emperor.

However, now there are six extra people.

Therefore, he couldn't deal with the peak Martial God Emperor first, but troubled the other six people first.

"The Promise Wind Killing Formation, go!"

Each Wuji sword's sharp blade contains a hundred and twenty-eight shocks, which are so powerful that only the ninth-rank Martial God Emperor can barely block it.

However, the other five eighth-rank Martial God Emperors couldn't stop them.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

While fighting against the peak Martial God Emperor, Zhao Feng used the Wuji Sword to attack and kill the five eighth-rank Martial God Great Emperors.

At the same time, the Nawu Ring that controlled them flew towards him.

Under such circumstances, the Peak Martial God Emperor and another ninth-rank Martial God Great Emperor couldn't help intercepting those receiving rings, so they attacked Zhao Feng with all their strength.

However, how could they have thought that Zhao Feng would have a violent martial soul system.

"Ding! Congratulations on your breakthrough! You are currently the eighth-rank Martial God Emperor!"

The system prompt sounds.

On Zhao Feng's solemn face, he couldn't help but put on a wicked smile.