1202: C1202 This Kind of Trashy Martial Skill

C1202 This Kind of Trashy Martial Skill

The reason why Lin Fei screamed was because deep in his sea of consciousness, he was merging with the memories of the Ancient War God.

Furthermore, the Primordial Spirit of the Ancient War God was trying to take over Lin Fei's body.

However, Wenren Peng and the others thought that the reason for Lin Fei's screams was because his head had been trampled into the ground by Wenren Peng.

"Trash, you finally know the consequences of offending me, Wenren Ran!" Wenren Peng stomped his feet on Lin Fei's head madly.

One breath later.

Lin Fei's entire head was stuck in the mud.

At this moment.

Lin Fei's screams became louder and louder.

"Wenren Peng, you are too cruel." Lin Lanxin was about to intervene to stop Wenren Peng from torturing Lin Fei, but her arm was held back by Zhao Xinyan.

"Lan Xin, a trash seeking death isn't worth your time at all." Zhao Xinyan did not have a shred of sympathy.

"That's right! "Lan Xin, stop wasting your time on trash." Su Yang said.

He also did not want to see Lin Lanxin helping Lin Fei again.

Even if a trash of the first level of the Heavenly Realm were to die, so be it.

In the sky and on the cultivation mountain, this was a place where the strong were respected.

What day would it be if thousands of cultivators did not die?

Lin Fei did not provoke Wenren Reng.

However, compared to Wenren Peng, Lin Fei was too weak.

Weak was the original sin.

If Wenren Peng wanted to kill Lin Fei, there was no reason for him to do so.

He disliked Lin Fei, and wanted to kill him.

Boom! *

Wenren Peng raised his foot, and viciously kicked Lin Fei's chest.

At this moment, Lin Fei's face was covered in mud and there was a large bruise on his belly.

Even so, Wenren Peng did not have a shred of sympathy.

"Ah!" Lin Fei shouted.

Immediately.

The smile on Wenren Peng's face became wider.

The overflight was a miserable one.

The happier he was, the happier he was.

Su Yang also laughed, this damned trash actually dared to come into contact with Lin Lan Xin's noble body.

He deserved to die a thousand deaths.0

Zhao Xinyan sneered, "A piece of trash should have the awareness of being a trash."

As soon as Zhao Xinyan finished her sentence.

The depths of Lin Fei's Sea of Consciousness had already merged with all the memories of the Ancient War God.

The Primordial Spirit of the Ancient War God originally wanted to take over Lin Fei's body.

Unfortunately, the Primordial Spirit of the Ancient War God couldn't successfully possess his body even after trying for a long time.

Following which, the Primordial Spirit of the Ancient War God fell asleep in the depths of Lin Fei's Sea of Consciousness.

Lin Fei who had fused with the memories of the Ancient War God, suddenly opened his eyes.

His eyes were bright, like two suns.

While Wenren Peng and his gang were taunting him, Lin Fei got up from the ground.

From the depths of the memories of the ancient war god, Lin Fei found a set of ancient martial skills.

The Eternal stratum was the realm of legends.

It could be imagined how tyrannical an ancient martial skill was.

"Divine Dragon Fist!" Lin Fei did not hesitate as he punched towards Wenren Peng.

Seeing Lin Fei make his move, Wenren Peng could not help but smile and mocked, "Divine Dragon Fist? "Haha, you actually dare to use such a trashy martial skill."

Wenren Peng didn't even know that Divine Dragon Fist was an eternal martial skill.

He had never even heard of the Eternal stratum.

The reason he spoke in such a mocking manner was because of this.

It was because he felt that Lin Fei, a trash of the first level of the Heaven Realm, would use a trash martial skill as well.

"Trash, stop your pointless struggle." Su Yang looked at Lin Fei as if he was looking at a dead man.

"Lan Xin, look at that trash, he's still like a salted fish, making his last desperate struggles." Zhao Xinyan said to Lin Lanxin.

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