Peerless Martial God

Bai Ze shouted anxiously, this group of bastards still had time to stop.    

Wen Aoxue casually swept a glance at Bai Ze, and revealed a pitiful expression, this was the result of him being arrogant, because being arrogant in the first place, Bai Ze could not tolerate anything else, and thought that no matter how strong he was, he would not even recognize him.    

"As long as I'm here, no one can take a step inside."    

Wen Aoxue said lightly, his tone arrogant and confident.    

Lin Feng was slightly shocked, she never thought that Wen Aoxue would be so arrogant. It seemed that she didn't really understand this man who was as beautiful as a woman.    

As for Bai Ze, his expression stiffened slightly. He saw that Lin Feng was not in a hurry to kill him, and instead, went to pick up his Soft Sword once more. Raising his sword, he slowly walked towards Bai Ze.    

"What do you want?" Bai Ze's heart had already reached his throat, and his voice was lacking in confidence.    

Don't worry, I won't kill you." However, he immediately saw a trace of indifference at the corner of Lin Feng's mouth, and said: "You nobles, if you like to brand a slave imprint on the face of a person, you will be made a slave for life and will never be able to raise your head to be a human. Then, I will carve a slave imprint on your face, and let me see, when the arrogant noble is imprinted with a slave imprint, if you still call a commoner and humiliate others who are imprinted with a slave imprint.    

The corner of Bai Ze's mouth twitched, and a slave imprint was left on his face? Become a lowly slave? How was he supposed to behave?    

"Didn't you hear me? Why aren't you coming in?"    

Bai Ze could no longer control his emotions, his expression fierce as he roared.    

Outside of the prison, the crowd moved forward, only to see Wen Aoxue's clothes flying, his long hair fluttering in the wind, a powerful killing intent, cold and bone-piercing.    

"Within three steps, I will draw my sword. If I pull my sword out, I will see blood!"    

Wen Aoxue's voice was very calm, but it caused those who wanted to step forward to halt in their tracks. No one dared to take another step forward.    

"You can't live with your own sins."    

Intense sword concept gushed out from Lin Feng's body, causing his entire body to stiffen. He finally did not hold any hope for the people outside.    

"As long as you let me go, I can give you many Elemental Stone, and even grant you arts techniques."    

"Gift?"    

Lin Feng laughed in ridicule. After being a noble for a long time, he had already gotten used to being aloof and did not even know what kind of situation he was in.    

"Let you go, you want to bestow me the Elemental Stone and arts martial skills?" Lin Feng said coldly: "Do you think I'm an idiot?!"    

The things that happened today, could not be let go. The enmity between the two sides, was deeply ingrained in their hearts.    

As for Lin Feng, how could he face Han Man and those slave Martial Cultivator s of the Cloud Sea Sect, who were all carved with slave seals, becoming slaves? Who knew how many of them had died within the Imprisonment Battle Arena?    

Lin Feng and Bai Family would not stop until the end, even if it was just for his identity as a Cloud Sea Sect Sect Master.    

Bai Ze's face stiffened when he heard Lin Feng's words, and immediately revealed a sinister expression.    

"If you dare injure me, my Bai Family will cause you to die a graveless death."    

"He really is an idiot." Lin Feng was unwilling to waste any more words with Bai Ze, his body slightly trembled, and the cold light disappeared. Immediately after, a miserable cry sounded out, and on Bai Ze's face, a stroke with the word "slave" appeared.    

Bai Ze's hands covered his face, fresh blood continuously leaking out. Lin Feng's eyes were ice-cold, without any hint of emotion, let alone pity and sympathy.    

To these scum, any methods would not be excessive.    

The sword swung out, Bai Ze's fingers were instantly cut off, and another extremely deep brushstroke was drawn on Bai Ze's face.    

His movements did not stop there, Lin Feng's sword flickered with a brilliant luster, and after a moment, a clear "slave" character appeared on Bai Ze's face, but it was quickly covered up by his entire face, which was covered in blood.    

The current Bai Ze was as sinister and terrifying as an evil spirit. His body, however, twitched for a moment before crashing into the ground, fainting.    

"What a ruthless method, what a decisive youth!"    

The entire space was completely silent, the eyes of the crowd were fixated on the Imprisonment Battle Arena, and their hearts were trembling violently.    

Today's battle was the true battle. It was even more soul-stirring than the previous fights.    

Lin Feng's eyes were still cold and indifferent, her sword still in her hand, she slowly turned around and said: "Let's go."    

Han Man and Po Jun both arrived in front of Lin Feng and he stepped out of the prison. Immediately, the people outside slightly dodged aside.    

"Kill whoever stands in my way!"    

Wen Aoxue stepped forward with Lin Feng following behind him. The longsword still dripped with blood.    

Lin Feng's sword, was equally fearsome.    

Han Man was at the back, and with every step he took, the entire ground would shake. He was extremely tyrannical, and the crowd knew that even the slave Martial Cultivator was not the same as before.    

They were unable to stop this group of people, so they could only be at ease.    

Lin Feng and the others arrogantly left, and after a moment, they only left behind the backs of the crowd.    

What they didn't know was that Lin Feng, who was incomparably tenacious, had a hole in his Imprisonment Battle Arena, and the moment he stepped out of the Imprisonment Battle Arena area, his body slowly fell down.    

The palm strength of a person with Seventh Level of Spiritual Martial Stage, how overbearing and fierce it was, it had already wreaked havoc in Lin Feng's body.    

"Trash, all trash!"    

An incomparably sharp and angry roar sounded out from within Lin Feng's Imprisonment Battle Arena after he left. The yellow-clothed youth was unable to contain his anger, today, he was actually insulted by Lin Feng while stepping on his own face.    

His surname was Yu!    

When had someone surnamed Yu ever suffered such humiliation? When had it ever been others' turn to humiliate them?    

Seeing this yellow-clothed youth who had suddenly stood up and roared, the expressions of those people from Bai Family stiffened, they were done for …    

"If anyone dares to speak of what happened today, I will kill him."    

The yellow clothed youth threatened the crowd that had gathered around him. Immediately, the faces of those people stiffened, but they did not dare to disobey, and only kept nodding their heads, cursing in their hearts, it was all because of this fellow, causing them to be humiliated, and even causing Bai Ze to pay such a heavy price. Yet now, he did not allow them to reveal this matter, for fear of losing face, and losing the dignity of their Yu Family.    

"Lin Feng, if you don't die, then where will my face be?"    

He was afraid, when Lin Feng attacked him just now, it was too terrifying. The words that contained killing intent, made him not doubt that Lin Feng dared to kill him, and then, he saw with his own eyes how Lin Feng treated Bai Ze, so how could he be angry in front of Lin Feng?    

The moment Lin Feng got angry, his Imprisonment Battle Arena transformed into a tornado!    

...    

Inside the simple room, Lin Feng lied on the bed as if he felt a hand touching his forehead.    

Slightly shaking his head, Lin Feng moved his stiff body and slowly opened his eyes.    

What entered his vision was Zhang Qing Shi's face.    

At this time, Mengqing's expression was indifferent. He looked at Lin Feng and said calmly, "You're awake."    

Lin Feng's entire body was still in pain, it was stiff, but luckily his Qi was flowing smoothly, and there were no abnormalities in his internal organs.    

"You've been here all along?" Lin Feng looked at Mengqing and asked.    

Mengqing's eyes flashed for a moment, then he shook his head: "I'll come over occasionally to take a look."    

"Really?" Lin Feng looked at Mengqing and asked suspiciously.    

"Of course, what do you think?" Mengqing asked, causing his gaze to freeze for a moment, and then tremble as he smiled.    

"Creak!"    

Mengqing stood up, looked at Liu Fei who had walked into the room, and said: "He's already awake, look at him."    

With that, Mengqing lifted his leg and walked toward the door, causing him to reveal an expression filled with suspicion.    

Before Lin Feng woke up, she didn't move an inch away from him. What did it mean to wait until Lin Feng woke up and then leave in such a hurry?    

"Alright!" Although Liu Fei was puzzled, he still nodded his head. Walking to the side of the bed, he glared at Lin Feng, causing him to be stunned.    

He had just woken up. Who did he offend? What was the meaning behind Liu Fei's eyes!    

"Why are you so impulsive? Do you not want the consequences when you do things?" Liu Fei was clearly referring to the anger Lin Feng had inside the Imprisonment Battle Arena.    

Lin Feng laughed bitterly. Consequences? But could he still maintain his rationality when he saw his few friends in the Cloud Sea Sect being ridden like monsters with slave seals engraved on their faces?    

"In our hometown, there is a saying, 'Rushing Crown anger is a beauty'. If something were to happen to you, I would not hesitate to help you, regardless of the consequences."    

The corner of his mouth had a trace of a playful and frivolous smile, as Lin Feng slowly said that, causing his heart to slightly tremble!    

A surge of anger for a beauty!