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

Seeing Zhao Feng rushing out, Fei Yaqin was convinced.

A mere third-order demon soul even dared to go in, this is simply looking for death!

However, she didn't have time to think so much, the big war had already begun, and she had to join the fight quickly.

The elders of the Ghost Poison Sect and the elders of the Dark Poison Sect had already started a fight, and those disciples were naturally no exception.

Both sects use poison, and almost all of them have fierce poisonous martial souls, now it depends on whose fierce poisonous martial souls are strong!

So the battlefield was suddenly wrapped in a group of poisonous powder, and from time to time someone fell to the ground and vomited blood to death, and even someone's head was turned into blood.

However, at this time, there was a person who was freely shuttling among the poisonous powder, and this was a young man who was close to a fourth-order demon soul.

He is none other than Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng's Demon Soul Realm is rising level by level!

The true disciples of the Dark Poison Sect are also between the third and fourth orders in strength, and the Ghost Poison Sect is about the same.

In Zhao Feng's eyes, this kind of strength is simply a benefit.

Zhao Feng's realm is low, and the disciples of the Dark Poison Sect are worth a lot of money, so the upgrade is very fast.

"It's so strong, he's actually pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?"

In the battlefield between the disciples, Fei Yaqin was a little shocked.

She always thought that Zhao Feng didn't like it, but she didn't expect that there would be such a powerful martial art, and it skyrocketed up one step in an instant, which was too rebellious.

At this moment, a man suddenly rushed in front of her, and then slashed out with a sword.

"I didn't go looking for you, and you dared to come to me?"

Fei Yaqin angrily blocked the sword.

"Stinky, engaged for a year, you won't even let me touch your hand, last time I was lucky to let you escape, today, I'm going to take your cheap life!"

With the assistance of two disciples of the Dark Poison Sect, he began to launch a frantic offensive against Fei Yaqin, completely ignoring the current situation.

The two sides have been fighting for nearly ten seconds, and if you compare the casualties, the Dark Poison Sect has already killed more than 20 people, while the Ghost Poison Sect has only killed more than 10 people.

Since Zhao Feng entered the battlefield, the death toll of the Dark Poison Sect has increased rapidly.

Zhao Feng's speed almost surpassed that of a fifth-order demon soul martial artist, and his strength was also very strong, killing these people was like killing a chicken.

Although he only kills people from the Dark Poison Sect, he can also take the Gift Ring from the people of the Ghost Poison Sect, so his realm has improved rapidly.

"Huh?"

At this time, Zhao Feng's eyes flashed, and he found the three people who were besieging Fei Yaqin.

"The young sect master of the Dark Poison Sect, his net worth must be very rich, tsk ......"

Zhao Feng leaned over with a wicked smile on his face.

Fei Yaqin was besieged by four people before, but at that time, Yu Yu was not well prepared, and the strength of the three helpers was not strong.

Now this time, although there are only two people to assist, these two are more than fourth-order demon souls, so they can suppress Fei Yaqin.

Fei Yaqin's face became more and more heavy as he saw that his father was suppressed by Zhu Huai and Ghost Qi.

The elders were also defeated by the elders of the Dark Poison Sect and the white skeleton.

If this continues, the Ghost Poison Sect will still be destroyed.

That's when it happened.

Suddenly, a figure swept by.

"Dragon Soul Sword Technique, Poison Dragon!"

Zhao Feng indifferently swept out a sword, and a disciple of a fourth-order demon soul was cut off of his head.

This disciple happened to besiege one of the three people of Fei Yaqin.

"What?"

The senior brother of the Dark Poison Sect was stunned for a moment, and casually took out a packet of poison powder and threw it at Zhao Feng.

However, Zhao Feng didn't care at all, and rushed over directly with the poisonous powder.

"Shhhh

Another disciple of the Dark Poison Sect was also killed by Zhao Feng.

"Not good, withdraw!"

Yu Yu's face changed suddenly, and he quickly retreated, and shouted at the same time, "Elder Lin save me!"

Seeing this, the nearby Dark Poison Sect elder immediately turned around and rushed over.

"Even if someone saves you, you're going to die!"

Zhao Feng glanced at the elder and accepted the two gift rings in his hand.

"Even my fiancée can do it, send you to see Hades!"

Zhao Feng's eyes widened, and he took out a reverse blade.

At the same time, the Wuji Sword turned into nine swords, quickly swept out, intercepting the retreat of the Trouble, and under the double attack, the defense of the Troubled Darkness instantly collapsed.

"Poof!"

The eyes of the evil twilight widened, and he only saw a cold flash in front of him, and he was hit by a sword in the chest, and this sword also pierced his heart.

The young sect master of the Dark Poison Sect is in trouble, dead!

While this elder had not yet attacked, Zhao Feng quickly took off the whimsy ring!

In an instant, the Demon Soul Realm found was improved again!

Coupled with the power of rage, Zhao Feng's realm was no worse than that of the elders of this Dark Poison Sect.

"You actually killed Wo, give me death!"

The elder was furious, holding a sword in one hand and a packet of unknown poison powder in the other, and rushed towards Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng was not afraid of the poisonous powder of those disciples, but this was refined by the elders, and he had to give himself a wake-up call.

Fighting with someone of this level, Zhao Feng couldn't use a double attack, after all, he also needed the Yuan Force Amplification of the Infinite Sword.

"Boom!"

"Bang!"

"Boom!"

The two had just come into contact and attacked with all their might.

This elder was slightly surprised, it was really rare for Zhao Feng to be able to fight against him at a young age.

His left hand had been hidden, ready to use his best poison powder to give Zhao Feng a fatal blow.

What he didn't expect, however, was that another person joined the fight.

"Huh?"

Zhao Feng was stunned and found that it was Fei Yaqin who came to help.

Only then did he realize that Fei Yaqin was also a fourth-order demon soul.

If you can quickly kill an elder, it will also be of great help to the whole situation.

Although Fei Yaqin was a fourth-order fifth-order demon soul, her strength was obviously not as strong as that of the elders of this Dark Poison Sect.

But because of her accession, the elder was immediately beaten backwards.

"Ding! The proficiency of the Dragon Soul Sword Technique has increased, and it is currently ten percent hot! The power has been doubled!"

Suddenly, a prompt sound increased Zhao Feng's combat effectiveness by a large margin.

Zhao Feng could only fight to a tie with this elder, but now, even without Fei Yaqin's assistance, he would be able to overwhelm the other party.

"Not good!"

This elder felt Zhao Feng's sudden multiplication of attack power, and his face immediately sank, if he continued like this, he would be in danger.

"Two rabbit cubs, give me death!"

The elder finally couldn't hold back and was about to spill the poison on his left hand.

But the next moment, he found that his left hand was gone, and he glanced at it and found that a small blood hole appeared in his left arm.

"What?"

The elder's eyes widened, and he found a thin needle, which had been smeared with poison.

"Awesome!"

Zhao Feng also sighed.

He didn't even notice when Fei Yaqin threw out the silver needle.

The princess of a thousand poisons is really extraordinary.

Taking advantage of the moment when the elder of the Dark Poison Sect lost his mind, Zhao Feng stepped up with an arrow and slashed down with a sword.

"Boom!"

The other party blocked the sword.

However, he found that Zhao Feng's weapon had been changed, and what he was holding in his hand was not the ancient long sword.

(End of chapter)