Chapter 1167： Bing Mulin Jun debut (6) (1/2)
”I'm so old, what do I envy?” Yan Shaozhe shook his head, ”It's just skin bags.”
”Old Yan, you're all too old, why is your tone sour?” Qian Duoduo poked Shaozhe with his elbow.
”Joke, how can I sore a young man?” Yan Shaozhe snorted.
”Hey, don't tell me, I always think, this Wang Feng. Maybe he is a man who has lived a long time.” Qian Duoduo crossed his arms, ”When he came to the college, he said Zu is his disciple. Don't you forget? These days, who has the courage and courage to say such things?”
”No one dares to brag like that.”
”Believe it or not, I bet a gold soul coin. Even if he arrives in the Central Wuhun Palace, he dare to say that?”
”...” Yan Shaozhe.
”However, his strength is still open to question.”
line of sight, from looking at the sky, converging on the field.
Wang Feng wore a black robe and changed his outfit, but he was still handsome and sunny. There was a little cloudy weather just now, and the sun immediately rose. Screaming constantly came from the mouth of the students beside the stands.
”Tsk tsk, I feel that I still have the potential to be a magic stick.” Wang Feng glanced, looking at the crazy obsession in the eyes of those students, ”These are all Yan Gou Dang.”
Wang Feng shook his head, looked at the referee in black, and squinted slightly.
This referee is really not a simple character.
Titled Douluo-level figures who serve as referees here are probably those high-level figures in the Wuhun Inspection Department.
disguised as a referee, watching the show up close here.
When Wang Feng came back, he figured out the cause and effect, otherwise he would not sit in the stands and watch Huo Yuhao and the others.
The Wuhun Inspection Department has been here for so long, in order to investigate the situation of Qi Soul Master.
With so many people today, the Wuhun Inspection Department does not have the habit of wearing plain clothes, but there is no one from the Wuhun Inspection Department in the stands.
The only thing left is still on the court.
At this time, the dark-skinned Jike also ended.
In Wang Feng's eyes, this is a black man from a previous life.
looks like a combination of Chinese and Western. People from the Sun Moon Empire.
”Jike, the seventy-third-level war soul sage, the shadow of the Wuhun black soul.” Jike said with a smile.
His smile is still a bit sad.
”This place is a bit small and we can't use it. Just click until you reach it.”
Jike nodded slightly towards Wang Feng, ”Please enlighten him from the soul master.”
Dark Soul Shadow?
Wang Feng thought for a long time, but didn't want to understand what Martial Spirit this is?
I can only say that there are too many special martial arts spirits that have emerged these years.
The seven spirit rings rose from Jike.
Three purples, four blacks.
The last one should be a spirit ring that is 80,000 years up and close to 90,000 years old, slightly scarlet.
The strength is good.
Judging from the momentum, Jike is much stronger than Zhang Lexuan.
Mainly because of the different experience. Jike comes from the Sun-Moon Empire and has a calm momentum. At first glance, he is a veteran strong who has experienced many big scenes.
Black Soul Shadow, this martial soul, Wang Feng has never heard of it.
There are almost no people who have heard of it.
But the seven spirit rings can be seen clearly.
Wang Feng is not nonsense, he looked up at the sky and snorted coldly:
”Come down!”
Many viewers followed Wang Feng's sight and looked up to the sky.