Chapter 23: Soul prison

　　 "Boom boom boom!!"
　　 With the advanced pupil technique of [White Eyes], coupled with the upper body technique, Duan Feng wandered among the army of thousands.
　　 Every time he took his palm, he was able to knock the opponent to the ground one by one, causing him to instantly lose his combat effectiveness.
　　 "Eight poles collapse!"
　　 "Boom!!"
　　The army of pieces fell one after another.
　　 Duan Feng's figure flashed, he rushed out of the encirclement, and killed Duan Langtian.
　　 These troops can be immortal, but Duan Langtian must die!
　　 "Huh, want to fight with me? You are not qualified!"
　　 Duan Langtian sneered and shook his head.
　　 Then, behind him, six people appeared in an instant.
　　 These six people are all princes.
　　 "There are so many dog ​​legs."
　　 Duan Feng's speed did not weaken at all, and he continued to attack with all his strength.
　　 "Joined to kill this evildoer and avenge the old eight!"
　　 The second prince Duan Yu cried out coldly.
　　 "Good!" The other five people responded.
　　 Then, the six of them completely exploded the spiritual power in their bodies.
　　 That breath has all reached the realm of the Sword King, and even the strength is at least above the fourth heaven.
　　 "I haven't seen you in a year, you all broke through the Sword King. You must have done a lot of illegal activities."
　　 Duan Lang sneered.
　　 He clearly remembered that only a few people such as Duan Langtian and Duan Yu had reached the realm of Sword King.
　　 However, in less than a year now, they have all made breakthroughs.
　　 If there is no tricky inside, Duan Feng absolutely doesn't believe it.
　　 "Haha, you're going to die anyway, it doesn't hurt to tell you, we have the support of the Soul Demon Sect."
　　 Duan Yu laughed, and did not put Duan Feng in his eyes.
　　 "Soul Demon Sect? You are actually involved with that cruel soul demon sect that eats people without swallowing bones?"
　　 Duan Feng stopped and shouted: "You are really shameless, you want to lay down the country that the first emperor has been struggling with.
　　 "Haha, you are not a prince, let alone an emperor, what qualifications do you have to control us?"
　　 Duan Yu still laughed.
　　 "I planned to keep you alive, but it seems unnecessary."
　　 Duan Feng shook his head, and his murderous intent rose to the sky.
　　 "Arrogant!"
　　 Duan Yu yelled coldly, and said: "Let's perform [Spirit of the Prison] together!"
　　 "Okay!" The others nodded.
　　 "Swish swish swish!"
　　 The six rays of spiritual power were immediately linked to each other and surrounded Duan Feng.
　　 "Wipe, even the Soul Demon Sect’s [Prison Soul Art] has been practiced, it seems really hopeless."
　　 Duan Feng cursed secretly.
　　 "Bound!" Duan Yu yelled, the sky full of spiritual power formed an energy cell, which confined Duan Feng to death.
　　 Duan Langtian looked at this scene with a contemptuous smile.
　　 In the face of Duan Feng's stunner, why do you need him to do it yourself?
　　 Let others do it at will to be able to kill it, not to worry.
　　 As the [Spirit of the Soul Prison Technique] continued to compress the space, Duan Feng even became a little short of breath.
　　 "咚咚咚!!!"
　　 Duan Feng blasted out with palms, but only ripples, and there was no use for eggs.
　　 "It's a solid cell, let them compress it again, I'm afraid I will be crushed into flesh."
　　 Duan Feng felt a little bad.
　　 Standing in the cell, his spiritual power seemed to be greatly suppressed.
　　 "Can't drag anymore."
　　 Duan Feng closed his eyes tightly, and then made a Tai Chi posture.
　　 "Huh, pretending to be, at this time, everything is in vain!"
　　 Duan Yu sneered with disdain.
　　 Then, he ordered everyone to compress again.
　　 However, at this moment, Duan Feng moved...