"Ah..."

The woman beside her screamed and retreated when she saw someone rushing out suddenly and slapped the young master of the Wang family.

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

What!?<

Zhao Feng!?<

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

The person who pinched his throat and lifted himself up turned out to be the waste without martial souls and had broken meridians?

How the hell is this possible!?

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

Wang Kun was furious.<

But I was pinched to my throat and spoke hesitantly.

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

But as soon as the power of the martial soul was activated, a powerful pressure was felt on his neck, which forced him 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 soon! Do you want to die now?"<

At this moment, Zhao Feng's entire body was filled with a cold aura, with no expression on his face, and he looked at Wang Kun coldly.

"Don't want to..."

Wang Kun's psychological defense line, for some reason, actually shook his head subconsciously.

Although in Wang Kun's eyes, Zhao Feng is already a waste without martial souls and cannot practice.

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.<

"Don't know?"<

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

Wang Kun gritted his teeth, landed his eyes on the woman not far away, and then said to Zhao Feng: "Do you like Miss Little Flowers too?"

"Get out of your sister! You hit Xiaorou, you are still fucking pretending!"<

Zhao Feng let go of his hand and kicked Wang Kun between his legs.

"Uh!..."<

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 early warrior, and has a petrified martial soul, and his physical strength is much better than that of ordinary people.

Although Zhao Feng's kick hit him with a vital point, he was not fatally injured, but ten days and half a month were useless.

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

Zhao Feng said coldly.<

"Hmph! You trash! How dare you say you're killing me?"

Wang Kun was not tied to Zhao Feng's neck and became arrogant and hummed: "For a maid, you come to die alone. I will ask you if you are worth it!"

"What if you were the one who died?"<

Zhao Feng glanced at Wang Kun lightly.

"Just! Do you think you can kill me? Dream! Take me a call! Waste!"<

Wang Kun said contemptuously.<

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

His skin hardened instantly.

"Black Rock Fist!"<

Wang Kun suddenly punched Zhao Feng in the face!<

"Grain Fist·Great Wolf!"<

Facing Wang Kun's punch, Zhao Feng was not afraid at all, did not dodge or dodge, and also hit him with one punch.

"Click!"<

Two fists collided.<

A crisp sound suddenly spread.<

Wang Kun's arm was interrupted by Zhao Feng's punch!<

Although Wang Kun is a four-star early warrior and Zhao Feng is only a three-star peak warrior, Zhao Feng's martial arts and martial soul levels are higher than him. With the increase in his martial arts, the intensity of the energy power used by Zhao Feng is far higher than that of Wang Kun!

The battle between warriors and the judgment of strength are not only about the realm of martial arts, but also about many factors, such as martial souls, martial arts, martial arts, etc.

"Uh!..."<

Wang Kun held his broken hand and took a few steps back, making heart-wrenching screams from his mouth.

"Swish!"<

A red light flashed in Zhao Feng's hand.<

What!?<

Suddenly, Wang Kun's expression stuttered!<

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

Red light?<

Martial Blade!<

When did this Zhao Feng get a martial blade?

Three-star martial arts blade?<

This...how is this possible!<

He actually regained his strength? And... he actually possesses a martial blade!<

"Wang Kun, I want you to repay what you did to Xiaorou today! This is what you asked for!"<

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

"Zhao...Zhao Feng...Don't do anything randomly. 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 actually showed his martial blade, Wang Kun didn't dare to think about how Zhao Feng recovered his strength. Now he saved his life first...<

"So what if you are enemies of your Wang family?"<

Zhao Feng said a game contemptuously, then kicked it out, stepped hard between Wang Kun's legs again, kicking him to the ground.

"Hiss!..."<

This time, Zhao Feng increased his strength.

Wang Kun made him grit his teeth.<

At this moment, Wang Kun was angry and angry.

But he had no choice!

"Oh, your little brother is quite strong, it seems that he needs to step on it a few more!"

Zhao Feng raised his mouth and stepped on it again.

Wang Kun immediately covered his life with both hands, moved his butt back, and his face was as pale as paper...<

"Zhao Feng...you're enough! Do you want this young master to lose his son and grandson??"<

After avoiding Zhao Feng's kick in a thrilling way, Wang Kun shouted in anger and fear.

"Enough? You said enough? Are you saying 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.

Thorn!<

A tiny sound of a cleavage of muscles came out.

Wang Kun's expression suddenly stagnated.<

A few seconds later, blood suddenly burst out from Wang Kun's neck!
To be continued...