Chapter 2591: terrifying

The Nine-Colored Dragon King and the others stood in front of Feng Yixiu nervously, staring viciously at the lion-headed man not far away.
However, Feng Yixiu took the initiative to stand out, indicating that the Nine-colored Dragon King and others do not have to take action, and slowly raised his right hand, the dazzling thunder light burst frantically, and the Apocalypse Holy King's spear was already in his hand, and said coldly: "Since you This guy jumped out on his own initiative, then I won't be polite to you, and I'll cut you first!"
"You're still too weak, not worthy of this seat, let the woman behind you come out!" The lion-headed man narrowed his eyes slightly. Although he has turned into a heroic spirit, his perception of the spiritual pressure realm is still extremely accurate. .
Facts have proved that his perception is still very accurate. As a dominant-level peak beast, the Nine-Colored Dragon King's spiritual realm is naturally much higher than that of Feng Yixiu, who has just broken through the Battle Spirit Emperor.
Therefore, the lion-faced man took the Nine-Colored Dragon King as the strongest among the group. This kind of empiricism would hardly go wrong under ordinary circumstances, but he did not expect Feng Yixiu to be very personable.
"Heh...you're a monster who really has no eyes. If you surrender yourself, I can consider letting you suffer less!" Feng Yixiu frowned slightly, he didn't like the feeling of being underestimated.
"The arrogant junior, I want to see why you let me take the initiative to surrender and die!"
The lion-headed man was completely enraged by Feng Yixiu's words, he swung the giant sword in his hand and smashed it towards Feng Yixiu's head.
It is worthy of being a powerhouse in the ancient times, even if they become heroic souls, their strength will be greatly reduced, but they still have heroic courage that is invincible.
"Roar!"
The Apocalypse Saint King Armor also felt a huge threat. First, the extremely dazzling pure white light exploded, and in the blink of an eye, a divine dragon of light was condensed.
The reason why the light element is used instead of other elements is mainly based on the judgment of the Apocalypse Saint King Armor on the enemy, and the light beam has natural restraint for heroic spirits.
"boom!"
A mountain-heavy force slammed into the Dragon of Light, and an incomparably violent wave swept across the sky and covered the earth.
The lion-headed man's expression suddenly changed, and the terrifying rebound force sent it flying straight out, and the giant sword was inserted into the ground to barely stabilize his body.
On the other hand, Feng Yixiu only took half a step back and stabilized his body, and the first collision was already a judgment.
"It's really terrifying. Is it possible that the younger generations are so powerful now?" The lion-headed man's eyes gradually became serious, the contempt in his eyes gradually disappeared, and he couldn't help but murmured in his heart.
He also knew that the young man in front of him was not a figure from the ancient times, but should be a young genius of the next era.
Although it is true that each era has its strengths and weaknesses, the gap should not be so big!
The realm of this man in white is clearly much lower than him, why does he possess such terrifying strength...
"Do you still think I'm not worthy to be your opponent?" Feng Yixiu's eyes were burning, and the indifferent murderous aura gradually spread out.
"Stinky boy, don't be too proud!"
The lion-headed man's heart was burning with anger, and he roared violently, his eyes gradually turned red, and all his strength burst out. cut!"
"Hmph... I don't have time to waste time with you here!" Feng Yixiu made no secret of his murderous intentions. Facing such a reckless heroic soul, only a fist stronger than him can make the opponent surrender.
Clenching the spear in both hands, holding it high above his head, he charged towards the opponent without fear. The dazzling light of thunder brightened the dimly lit environment.
"Dang Bahuang!"
Under the influence of the power of Tianyan, the Apocalypse Holy King Spear erupted with a terrifying oppressive force comparable to that of a giant mountain, and a pure white thunder dragon descended from the sky with unstoppable might.
Feng Yixiu did not use any of the other abilities when facing the heroic soul who was good at strength, but simply defeated him with the field of strength that the opponent was best at.
In this way, those arrogant heroic spirits can be truly worshipped, and this is also for the better surrender of heroic spirits in the future!
"boom!"
The lion-headed man's face turned ashen with the overwhelming strength of Mount Tai, and now he really regretted provoking this evil star.
But now it was too late to say anything, he helplessly found that the holy spear in Feng Yixiu's hand seemed to have an indescribable attraction, making him unable to escape.
"Boom..."
Heavy blows as heavy as a mountain continued to fall one after another. Dangbahuang was a superimposed violent marksmanship, and each blow would be twice as heavy as the previous one.
The lion-headed man watched helplessly as more and more Eight Wilderness Youlongs wrapped around Feng Yixiu's holy spear, he finally couldn't hold on any longer, and his knees fell to the ground when his knees became weak.
But Feng Yixiu didn't plan to stop, as long as the lion-headed man didn't take the initiative to surrender, he wouldn't have any plans to stop.
Anyway, if the heroic soul can't support it, it will return to the ancient remnants. Only in rare cases will the heroic soul be directly obliterated.
"You are really a hard bone, so I will fulfill you!" Feng Yixiu was a little surprised that the lion-headed man had not yet opened his mouth, and the fifth Eight Wilderness Youlong had already been condensed.
"boom!"
The power of this blow directly made the lion-headed man unbearable, and he felt that his knees were about to be completely shattered.
Although he cannot feel the pain in the state of the heroic soul, he can feel that the state of the soul is becoming weaker and weaker.
"I surrender!"
When the sixth shot was about to go down, the lion-headed man finally couldn't stand it anymore. He put down all his dignity and took the initiative to say those three words.
Feng Yixiu didn't really kill him either. The Apocalypse Saint King's spear hovered half an inch above the lion-headed man's head, and the terrifying wind pressure also frightened him.
"It's better to live than to die, you won't be ashamed to be my sword soul..." Feng Yixiu slowly leaned down and reached out to help the lion-headed man up.
The lion-headed man just hesitated for a moment, and finally took the step, stood up with Feng Yixiu's hand, and said softly: "I am not greedy for life and fear of death, but want to see the world outside now, yes Not all little monsters like you."
As soon as the voice fell, the lion-headed man turned into a little inspiration and submerged into the black giant sword again.
"Then you're probably going to be disappointed..." Feng Yixiu smiled slightly and pulled the heavy black giant sword with one hand.
This time, the black giant sword did not mean to resist, not even a slight tremor.