Mystical Supreme Martial Soul

God knows if it can be repaired after being relegated.

"We Surrender"

A player spoke up.

Players of Gaoliguo surrender directly. This is a country without backbone, and they like to recognize their ancestors everywhere.

In their eyes, any famous ancient Chinese can become their ancestors

This stems from their low self-esteem for their own blood.

Now, in order to survive, surrender directly. As for the struggle to the end, for this country, that does not exist.

"We Surrender"

The rest of the Gaoliguo players cried out at the same time.

Surrender is such a thing, as long as someone sells this hurdle first, others have an excuse to comfort themselves.

"Forgot to say, others can surrender without dying, but the people of Fusang Kingdom and Gaoli Kingdom must die."

Chu Feng spoke indifferently.

Whether it is in the past or present, he has no sympathy for these two countries.

"Yes"

The second part of Fengyun directly shot, without any extra words, urging the magic weapon, using the magic power, facing the players of the second country, and crashing down

"No we don't want to die"

"Huaxia people, you are despicable, you even plot against us, what is your so-called great country demeanor?"

"Aren't you known as the state of etiquette, how can you do things like killing and surrendering?"

Players from both countries are roaring, and they are full of unwillingness.

Being killed in the ancient battlefield, although they will not die, it also means that their next opportunity will be directly ruined by Chu Feng

"Etiquette is for those who want to be embarrassed, and you don't seem to need it"

Seeing that the finished player was killed, a sarcastic smile appeared on Chu Feng's face.

The screams came one after another, causing the other monks present to tremble. They looked at Chu Feng with a faint awe.

"Too deceitful"

At this time, there was an angry roar, flying from the distance.

That's a young man

The hair is as red as blood, and a pupil exposed between the hair strands is mad and fierce. Between the flying, there is an amazing bloodthirsty and murderous atmosphere hanging down, giving people a feeling of peerless ferocity.

"Fusang Kingdom, there is still a master."

Chu Fengjian raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the young man thoughtfully.

"Damn you"

The young man stared at Chu Feng indifferently with one pupil.

At this time, the players who appeared in Fusang Kingdom have been killed.

The killing intent in his body made the heaven and earth tremble, and there were blood-colored ripples. With him at the center, like a wave of blood, it spread out and swept all directions.

this guy is scary

There is a vast amount of divine energy in the body, and if it bursts out with all its strength, it will definitely not be under Captain America.

During the catharsis of the blood-colored waves, four kinds of trees, flowers and plants were smashed one after another, annihilated by the breath, and even the vitality was swallowed up.

"There are many people who want to kill me, but you are not qualified"

Chu Feng smiled indifferently.

"You are really strong"

The young man nodded, his eyes swept over Captain America and the others, and his eyes became more and more flamboyant and crazy at this time.

"However, if you are qualified or not, you have to try it before you know."

"boom"

In the youth's body, there is endless blood energy, rushing out into the sky.

And his breath, at this time, became crazy to the extreme

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Between the burst of youthful breath, four martial spirits emerged.

Four martial spirits with different shapes

Two humanoid spirits, two divine weapons