Peerless Martial God

Chapter 141: Slave mark

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"I'll do this prison fight!"

Lin Feng's voice was not too loud, but it was clear enough for everyone to hear clearly.

The crowd looked at Lin Feng with a hint of surprise in their eyes. Such a handsome young man, he actually wanted to fight with a scorpion tiger

It can be said that every person who steps into the prison to fight is not weak in strength. They don't dare to make fun of their own lives. They only do it when they are really sure. But even so, there are still twenty-eight people. He died in the hands of Scorpion Tiger. From here we can see how strong Scorpion Tiger is.

It would be difficult for a martial artist at the fourth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm to defeat Scorpion Tiger.

As for people below the fourth level of the Lingwu Realm, there is no need to think about it. That's why the other party dares to offer the sky-high price of one hundred middle-grade Yuan Stones. It is impossible for anyone to get it.

When Bai Ze and others saw Lin Feng standing up, they all showed a cold smile. It seemed that another disciple of Jiang Xingxing was going to die in the prison fighting arena.

"It's a pity. Those who want to see the Dark Devil humiliate him will probably be disappointed."

The man in yellow smiled coldly, Lin Feng actually wanted to fight a scorpion and a tiger, seeking death.

"An untouchable is an untouchable. He would give up his life for a mere yuan stone, but that life is not worth anything."

Lin Feng turned his gaze and landed on the young man in yellow, with a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"The prison fighting arena allows prison fights between people. They provide prison cells. Do you want to try it with me?"

Lin Feng's voice was as loud as the young man in yellow. As many people as the young man in yellow heard what he said, Lin Feng's words also reached the ears of as many people.

His face froze slightly, and the young man in yellow did not answer.

"If you don't dare to fight, what are you farting over there? You're a loser. Apart from being able to talk big words, what else do you have?"

There was a strong sarcasm in Lin Feng's tone, which made the young man in yellow fixate his eyes there. Feeling the strange gazes coming from around him, he even exuded coldness and stared at Lin Feng with cold eyes.

"Disgrace yourself!"

Wen Aoxue said with a faint smile, her voice particularly harsh.

No longer paying attention to the other party, Lin Feng raised his steps and walked to the old man outside the prison door.

The old man immediately opened the prison door and let Lin Feng into it.

Lin Feng stepped into the prison door and immediately felt a depressing aura, as if he was being restrained in a cage. This feeling was very uncomfortable.

When Scorpion Tiger saw Lin Feng walking in, he immediately let out a low roar.

The spirit beasts already have wisdom. They know very well who the enemy is, and they also know that as long as they don't kill Lin Feng, they will die.

The small eyes narrowed slightly, shooting out a sharp cold light, and Scorpion Tiger's body slowly squirmed towards Lin Feng.

Lin Feng stepped towards Scorpion Tiger very calmly, his steps were steady, his eyes were calm, and there was no need to be nervous at all.

At this moment, the scorpion tiger's huge body suddenly jumped up and flew towards Lin Feng. Compared with the squirming just now, its speed at this moment was much faster.

"Eight Desolate Palms!"

Lin Feng's hands trembled, and suddenly, palm prints filled the sky and roared out. With his abnormal understanding of martial arts, Lin Feng's casual blow was enough to kill an ordinary person at the fourth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm.

When Scorpion Tiger saw the palm prints coming at him, he did not dodge. The cold sickle claws were cutting on the palm prints, breaking many of the palm prints directly. It was extremely sharp.

Of course, the Eight Desolate Palms and Palm Prints spread all over the Eight Desolations, and it was impossible for Scorpion Tiger to break through them all. Many palm prints still bombarded it, causing Scorpion Tiger to let out several deep roars, and its huge body landed on the ground, but What surprised Lin Feng was that Scorpion Tiger didn't suffer any damage at all after being directly attacked by the Eight Desolate Palms.

"It's really a perverted defense."

Lin Feng secretly thought, no wonder he was able to kill twenty-eight martial arts cultivators.

A low roar came from Scorpion Tiger's mouth, and his small eyes grew colder. His body trembled, and his huge body rushed towards Lin Feng again.

Lin Feng did not use the Eight Desolate Palms this time, but raised his palm. Suddenly, the white sword was hesitating in Lin Feng's hand, and a sword force directly locked the Scorpion Tiger's body.

"Roar… "

Sensing the sharp sword power, the Scorpion Tiger made a loud roar in the air, and the sickle claws were like sharp blades, cutting towards Lin Feng's head.

If he was hit, Lin Feng's body would be cut open instantly and split into two.

At this time, Lin Feng's steps moved slightly, and his body turned to prevent his body from being completely within the attack range of Scorpion Tiger. At this time, his palms were slowly raised and directed towards Scorpion Tiger. The tiger's sickle and sharp claws went away.

"What is he doing?"

"Use your palm against the claws of a scorpion tiger? This guy is crazy and dead."

The crowd's expressions condensed when they saw this scene. Many people had seen Scorpion Tiger's battle, and many people were directly disemboweled by Scorpion Tiger's sickle claws. Those claws were sharper than swords.

At this time, Lin Feng's palm finally collided with Scorpion Tiger's sickle claws, and the swallowed sword burst out with a bright white light.

What shocked the crowd was that not only was Lin Feng's palm unscathed, but Scorpion Tiger actually let out a low roar, as if in pain.

"How is it possible? How can his palms be sharper than the claws of a scorpion tiger?"

The crowd's eyes trembled, showing incredulous expressions.

But at this moment, Lin Feng's body was so close that he was about to engage in close combat with the monster Scorpion Tiger. He slashed directly at the Scorpion Tiger with another palm strike, as fast as lightning and as fast as thunder.

"Crack!"

There was a sound of bone cracking, brown blood spattered, and a deep blood mark appeared on Scorpion Tiger's body, which was cut open by Lin Feng's palm.

"What a terrifying palm power. The white light swallowing up is the sword's intention, which is sharper than the sword!"

The crowd looked at Lin Feng in shock. This young man was so terrifying. He was a martial artist at the fourth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm. He tried his best to break through the Scorpion Tiger's defense, but Lin Feng did it easily.

On the bleachers, Bai Ze, the young man in yellow and others also had their eyes fixed there, with gloomy expressions on their faces. It was obvious that they did not expect Lin Feng to be so powerful.

"Sure enough, he actually hid his strength that day!"

The corners of his white eyes twitched, and he realized that he was a little ridiculous. That day, he was a pariah and looked down on Lin Feng. But now he found that Lin Feng's achievements in martial arts were much better than him, and he couldn't compare with him at all.

Lin Feng naturally did not understand the crowd's thoughts at this time. All his thoughts were focused on Scorpion Tiger, or in other words, on his palm.

Sword power, sword intent, and sword energy merged into one, and his palm became a sword. Although it was not as terrifying as a sword, it was still extremely powerful.

Every time Lin Feng dropped his sword, it would bring up a drop of blood and leave a mark on Scorpion Tiger's body.

"Ouch..."

Not long after, Scorpion Tiger's body was already stained with blood, and he let out a crazy roar.

"I won't play with you anymore."

Lin Feng's eyes flashed, and he approached again. Then, he slashed down with a palm, and a powerful light bloomed. On Lin Feng's palm, there was actually a sword of nothingness. With this sword, the scorpion tiger's head fell directly from it. It was broken open and killed instantly, making everyone's eyes focused on it.

"Huh..." The crowd took a deep breath and thought to themselves: "What a perverted strength. Just now, he was actually practicing swordsmanship with a scorpion tiger."

"You win, here are twenty middle-grade Yuan stones."

The old man walked into the prison and handed the Yuan Stone to Lin Feng. Lin Feng handed him over rudely and immediately stepped out of the prison.

At the same time, Lin Feng's eyes slightly glanced at the prison next to him. The battle of the slave martial cultivator was also over. This time, the slave martial cultivator was defeated and wiped out.

Moreover, there is an iron door in the middle of the two prisons. As long as it is opened, the two prisons will be connected.

After walking out of the prison, Lin Feng actually felt a bit comfortable. Inside, it was really depressing and uncomfortable.

Returning to his seat, Lin Feng glanced at the young man in yellow and others, and then sat down.

In the prison arena, the old man just led out another monster, and on the other side, there was also an old man who came out with a slave martial artist.

The slave martial artist's disheveled hair was extremely messy and his face was completely covered. His feet were shackled and he kept making noises when he walked.

When they fought, they suffered a loss.

When the slave martial artist raised his head, his messy hair spread slightly, revealing the slave brand on his face!

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