"The previous generation of these fierce soldiers are all peerless fierce men. They kill at least tens of thousands of monsters. If they do not have people who are equally mad, they will definitely not be able to be defeated!"

"Lao and capital have been killing in Tianhuang City for ten years, and have only saved up enough 500 monsters, and they are not even qualified to enter the park!"

"He is looking for death!"

“…”

Everyone was talking, but they all shook their heads and did not like the ancient style.

But what shocked them was that Gu Feng was not shrunk by the evil aura of the fierce soldiers?

He stepped into the garden and his body was only slightly stiff for a moment, and he returned to normal.

Like walking on flat ground!

The people in the garden seemed a little surprised.

"Young man, go back!"

"You don't have any evil power on you, I'm afraid you haven't had any blood on your hands?"

"Although treasures can support you to enter the park, it is impossible to suppress the fierce soldiers!"

"Even if you have the treasure of the Emperor of Martial Arts in your hand, you can suppress it for a short time, you will never be able to suppress it for a lifetime!"

"It's not my own, what's the point of getting it?"

“…”

Several people spoke, believing that ancient style was able to walk freely in the fierce military garden by relying on some kind of treasure.

But they are not optimistic about the ending of ancient style.

Although they are rare and fierce men, the Seventh-level Martial Sect with the weakest cultivation, they killed no less than three thousand monsters.

But their evil aura is external.

In front of the same clan, he is still quite kind.

I didn't want to see the risk of ancient style, so I spoke to remind me.

Gu Feng smiled and thanked him, but he didn't care and continued to move forward.

He walked through the range of the Martial Venerable-level soldiers and looked at the two Martial Venerable-level soldiers in the center of the Martial Venerable-level soldiers.

One of them is a black espresso with a character engraved on it, called "Huang"!

It's very much to his liking!

No harsh power?

Not enough blood?

Don’t you know that Emperor Wu who died at his hands is no longer a big deal!

Gu Feng stretched out his hand and grabbed the eptuagint, and encountered fierce resistance in an instant.

His eyes narrowed, and murderous intent shot out in his eyes, as if he had returned to the Palace of the Liyang Divine Kingdom.

In front of him was the girl wearing a phoenix crown and a robe, and behind the girl was a group of scum who ate people without spitting out bones!

"If you don't accept it, there is no need to exist!"

Just kidding, even a martial god weapon had to stay obediently in the ancient Feng's soul sea, suppressed like a pool of stagnant water and dared not move.

How dare you be arrogant if you are a mere Martial Saint soldiers?

On this day, Tianhuang City’s Refining Pavilion was shocked.
Chapter completed!