v18 Chapter 312： He alone is enough

When Lin heard this, his high cold expression smiled at Zi Feng's contempt.

Lin Ze knew that Zifeng's Soul Shaman was Level One, but now he heard someone say that Zifeng's Soul Shaman was Level One. Linzel still wanted to laugh.

Ha ha.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

All the soldiers pointed at Zifeng and laughed wildly.

These smiles are full of mockery and contempt.

All the laughter reached Zifeng's ears, making Zifeng stand in the middle of the scene at the moment, becoming everyone's laughing stock.

Officials have no feelings and can't laugh. He said to Zifeng in a dull voice: "Take the five prefecture-level products and martial arts I gave you, let's go."

"Zifeng, you can be satisfied. A yellow-level waste product can cultivate fifth-level martial arts and make you proud."

"In other words, it is a dust in the spirit of a fighter who falls on such a yellow level, level one, and level one."

"Take it and get out of here. Don't make a fool of yourself."

All the soldiers and Liu Liang smiled and said to Zifeng.

"and many more."

"Senior, you said I don't have enough talent right now, don't you?"

Zifeng asked with a cold expression.

"Yes." The official said coldly.

"Then I'm still at the test site, the test is not over yet, am I?" Zifeng asked coldly again.

"Yes." The authorities continued to respond.

"Then please continue testing."

Zifeng's face was very cold, like a piece of ice that hadn't melted for ten thousand years, exuding a permeating icy breath.

"Since you want to continue experimenting, then I will fulfill your wish, but I still want to remind you that it is almost impossible to gain my approval for your potential as a first-class martial soul." The authorities finally said a word. , They urged all the puppets to attack and kill Zifeng.

"What? Do you want to continue? Brother, can you be ashamed of going home? Don't embarrass yourself here."

"That's right, a middle-grade yellow martial arts soul, what are you still trying to cultivate?"

"You have practiced for a hundred days, and I will follow your footsteps one day, what else are you practicing? Go home and raise pigs."

Ah, what a waste of our time.

"Zifeng, get down, let me, the cultivator of Soul Shaman, teach you how to practice. Hahaha."

"Hahaha."

"Hahaha."

The laughter of the soldiers continued to flow into Zifeng's ears.

There was a disdainful sneer on Lin's face.

Liu Liang leaned forward with a smile. There were tears in his eyes.

When Ye Suxin saw this scene, she couldn't bear it, and she felt a little sympathy for Zi Feng in her heart.

Ye Suxin is not only asking herself: How much spiritual strength does a person need to withstand such torture and humiliation?

If this happened to me, I'm afraid I would have collapsed long ago.

Ye Suxin smiled bitterly and shook her head slightly, looking at Zifeng.

At this moment, Ye Suxin still had a glimmer of hope in her heart that Zifeng could be recognized by the authorities.

Tread

The heavy body of the puppet makes a vibrating sound every time it steps on the ground.

The voice of the laughing fighter around him was transmitted to Zifeng’s ears, causing Zifeng’s eyes to gradually become red, and the hand holding the Yinfeng sword was also holding "gickles" at the moment. A violent murderous intent and anger rushed from Zifeng’s body. Out!

Kill, let all the soldiers cool their necks!

Strong wind swordsmanship, type 4, the wind shakes the sea!

The body Gu swims, Zifeng's body shape is like electricity into the puppet, the sword slashes down in rage, the sword aura falls from all directions, and Zifeng smashes out with the people around him, killing all the puppets in front of him.

The sword was overwhelming, Wei Jian was furious, and the more than one hundred puppets with Zifeng's complexion fell under Zifeng's sword without any resistance at all!

Quiet!

The laughter just stopped abruptly.

The sword of the purple wind has made the world lose its color, and all the warriors have lost the ability to speak!

However, when government officials saw this sword, their dull faces clearly showed human surprise. The authority waited for a while and looked at Zi Feng. He couldn't imagine how a Huang ranked first-rank martial artist could practice so many swordsmanship and still exert such a powerful force.

After killing more than 100 puppets with a sword, Zifeng asked the authorities with red eyes: "Am I qualified?"

His face was full of anger, showing killing intent.

All the soldiers could see the anger in Zifeng's heart and face.

No one wants to be poked into the backbone and is called "junk".

"enough!"

Zifeng's angry questioning seemed to erupt from the angry voice in his heart.

The entire trial field, and even the entire Shenfengzong ruins, echoed with Zifeng's angry questions!

Zifeng's eyes were red, and he asked an authority person with a face full of anger.

The officials were silent.

Gale Swordsmanship, the fifth category, big storm!

Zifeng exuded a monstrous killing intent, and the true Qi in his body turned crimson. After passing it out, Yinfeng Sword, there was a sharp sword sound. When the low-level warrior heard Zifeng's sword sound, his mind began to collapse.

A sword flew out, strangling the world and destroying everything!

Boom——

A loud noise caused chaos in the world.

This sword slashed out, and more than two hundred puppets fell under Zifeng's sword!

"is that enough?"

Zifeng once again killed more than two hundred puppets with a sword, and then turned back to ask the authorities.

There are now more than 400 puppets under the Purple Wind Sword.

"Oh my God!"

The warrior who was still laughing at Zifeng just now, was frightened by Zifeng's two swords, pale and trembling all over.

"Zifeng's two swords absolutely surpassed the seventh-rank martial arts of the prefecture level, and they have such power!"

"Yes, very strong!"

Many soldiers exclaimed repeatedly.

"You people, is it a yellow-level soul witch who looks down on people? If you don't have enough talent, what can you do? My brother Zifeng is still everywhere. In front of my brother Zifeng, you are nothing but a pig. It's better than a dog."

Zifeng had been humiliated before, and the soldiers of the Sword Union gritted their teeth and stared at all the soldiers.

Now Zifeng has erupted with monstrous combat power, comparable to eight times the strength of the territories of the earth, causing the heavens and the earth to instantly lose their blood.

Zifeng did not disappoint the sword fighters.

At this moment, the blood of the entire sword alliance warrior began to burn.

"Brother Zifeng, don't admit defeat. We are with you!"

The sword guild soldier shouted to Zifeng.

When Zifeng heard this, his heart was slightly moved. All the warriors were making fun of Zifeng just now. Only the warriors of the Sword Alliance were speaking for him, but they were few and far between, and the sound of the warriors’ laughter suppressed all their voices.

The warrior who laughed at Zifeng just now, his face has turned into pig liver color, they all know in their hearts that the power of the two swords of Zifeng, they can't do far, surpass Zifeng.