Chapter 770: Soul Body

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"Who are you?"
At this moment, Ning Chuan's voice sounded, and he didn't rush to attack, because now Wang Feng was no longer Wang Feng, but another strange realm master.
The gods of the three empires were all counted. He was very unfamiliar with the breath of the soul, so he was cautious and didn't do it right away.
"Who is Lao Tzu who cares about you? Don't you want to do it? Let Grandpa come here now."
The voice of the soul body was so arrogant that Ning Chuan didn't pay attention to it at all.
A pseudo-god monk who had just been promoted, compared to his veteran master, he has the confidence to be proud.
"The tone is so arrogant, no matter who you are, we don't want to be kind today." Ning Chuan shouted, finally stopped keeping his hands, and attacked first.
"It's a joke. If you want to kill Wang Feng, you can pass my level first. I can squeeze to death if you are a stuff like you."
The soul body sneered, then flipped his hand and took out Wang Feng's Long Yuan sword.
His fame stunt was a desperate knife, but his weapon had already been taken away when he fell, so now he can only use Wang Feng's Long Yuan sword to replace it first.
The sword is something similar, and in his opinion, killing a small knife like Ning Chuan is just a slaughter knife for killing chickens, a sword is enough.
"Keep talking!"
Before he even started to fight Ning Chuan, he was already breathed by the tone of the soul. At this moment, he also drew out his weapon, which was a large ruler about two meters long, named Jiuquchi, which has been with him in the battle. Magic weapon, I don't know how many people's blood is contaminated.
"The bird hides its bow."
Since he was using weapons, Ning Chuan also used a corresponding set of techniques to explode his own power to the fullest.
At this moment, there were many shadows in the sky, and it was almost impossible to tell which one was real.
"I hide your sister, eat my sword and say it again." I have to say that the character of the old fellow Soul Body is not much different from that of Wang Feng, and even the tone of his speech is almost the same.
At this moment, he didn't use any techniques, just pierced straight with a sword.
The weapon he used in his life was a sword, and what he knew was also a sword technique. If he used a sword to use a sword technique, it would be absolutely nondescript, so he simply didn't use it, and just used the most common moves like this.
A sword stabbed, a void appeared in the space, and a fierce sword aura burst out from the Longyuan Sword, destroying all the opponent's shadows.
"Just come and kill you with one move and one strength reduction."
The sound of the soul body came out from Wang Feng's mouth. The material of the Dragon Abyss Sword was amazing. Even since Wang Feng entered the Celestial Realm, he hadn't seen any material comparable to that of casting the Dragon Abyss sword.
So at this moment, the Long Yuan Sword was under the power of the false god, and the power that erupted was far greater than when it was in Wang Feng's own hands.
One by one, Chi Ying collapsed, making Ning Chuan's face changed.
The opponent's swordsmanship obviously does not have any tactics, but why can this power break his combat skills?
Puff!
The space was pierced, and the strong power of the long sword tore the corners of Ning Chuan's clothes. If he hadn't dodged fast enough, this sword would probably pierce his flesh and blood directly.
Snapped!
Although the devastating sword evaded, the soul body swept the sword aside at this time, and immediately caught Ning Chuan's body. The powerful force shot him with severe pain, and the whole person flew out for a few minutes. Hundred meters, look embarrassed.
He suffered a loss with just one blow, and the opponent's unstructured sword could hurt him. At this moment, he was very unconvinced.
"How is it, but it feels good?"
No matter how much soul body is, he sneered.
"Look at the ruler."
Ignoring the ridicule of the soul body, Ning Chuan also began to mess around at this moment. Since the fixed moves could not deal with Wang Feng, he also chose another way, which was to make random moves.
Wang Feng could hurt him with a sword, so if he fiddled with it, maybe he could get a miraculous effect.
However, some things are often not as beautiful as imagined. When he has fixed moves, his soul body can hurt him. Now that he comes to an unruly shot, there are naturally more flaws.
An old guy who has lived for indefinitely, the soul body's combat experience is far more comparable than that of ordinary people. At this moment, Ning Chuan is simply deliberately showing his weaknesses, and he himself does not know it.
"Silly forks exist every year, and I will meet one today." Wang Feng's mouth made a mocking sound of soul body, and then he still stabbed forward with a sword.
This sword is more accurate than before, and all blocking forces along the way have been wiped out, making it impossible to resist.
"Taste what it's like to be opened."
There was a sound in Wang Feng's mouth, and then his figure flashed strangely, unexpectedly appeared behind Ning Chuan, and a sword pierced his ass.
Puff!
With the sharpness of the Long Yuan sword, piercing the opponent's skin didn't even care. At this moment, only Ning Chuan's body was shocked.
"you……!"
Tangtang Divine Realm Supreme was stabbed in the with a sword. At this moment, he only felt cold in his ass, and his whole body was covered with goose bumps.
"What are you doing, take another sword."
The voice of the soul body was very disdainful, and he drew the Long Yuan sword out and was about to stab it again.
However, this Ning Chuan was a strong man in the realm of false gods, and he was not a person who was waiting to die. At this moment, his figure exploded and avoided the second sword of the soul body.
Although the injury on his was nothing to him, he was indeed disgusted at this moment.
"Red Sun Magical Art!"
No longer using weapons to insult himself, at this moment Ning Chuan directly displayed his own technique, and his whole person was wrapped in a huge flame.
"It's not the Flame Eucharist, it's still showing off in front of me, looking for death."
Seeing this scene, the soul body sneered, directly exploding Wang Feng's thunderous body, and the terrifying thunder power enveloped Wang Feng, his scene was much more terrifying than Ning Chuan.
"Chiyang Promise Hand!"
Ning Chuan let out a loud yell, and his palm protruded, and then quickly zoomed in, becoming a giant palm at least ten meters in size.
All that was burning on the palm of his hand was a raging flame. If the Yang Realm monk encountered this palm, he would definitely die, because this was Ning Chuan's full explosion.
However, the soul body is obviously no longer in this rank, and he didn't use any moves. He directly used his pure soul power, plus Wang Feng's special physique, and also printed the past.
Just like the tip of a needle to the Maimang, the power of the two false gods exploded at this moment, and they could hardly stand within a thousand meters around them, because such energy ripples were enough to kill the Yang realm master.
Rumble!
The sky shook, and then a big hole exploded. The violent force easily tore the space apart. Wang Feng's clothes were destroyed and he was pushed a few hundred meters away by the powerful force.
In contrast, Ning Chuan’s situation is much more miserable. His physical body is not stronger than Wang Feng, his physique is also far worse, and his strength is not as strong as his soul body, so under multiple suppression, he almost vomits blood at this moment. Flew out.
"I can not be reconciled."
Ning Chuan could not accept such a fiasco when he had just been promoted to the realm of pseudo-god.
In order to rush to the realm of the pseudo-god, he did not hesitate to seal himself for thousands of years, just for a trace of vanity.
But now he was suppressed into such a miserable situation before he exploded, so he was not reconciled.
Hatred and unwillingness blinded his eyes. At this moment, his eyes were blood red, and his breath became extremely tyrannical.
"If I don't kill you today, I'm not qualified for the power of the gods." Ning Chuan roared and sneered at the sound of his soul: "You are not qualified before me. You look too high. By myself."
"No matter who you are or what status you have, the big deal is that we will all die together."
Ning Chuan was obviously caught in a frantic situation, and he thought of going all together.
"Old fellow, give me time to relax." Upon hearing Ning Chuan's words, Wang Feng quickly reminded.
"Don't worry, if I can't even deal with him, that would be too detrimental to my reputation." The soul body sneered and rushed forward holding the Dragon Abyss sword.
It's not Wang Feng's soul, he naturally can't use Wang Feng's methods, but with Wang Feng's body, the power of the soul body can still burst out 100%.
A sword stabbed, and the point of Long Yuanjian pointed directly at Ning Chuan's forehead.
"God Breaking Curse!"
Ning Chuan shouted loudly, and then a strange force directly struck Wang Feng, which was the vicious curse he had once cast on Wang Feng.
"Puff!"
At the moment when Ning Chuan casts a powerful spell, Long Yuanjian has already pierced Ning Chuan’s flesh and blood, but this is not his eyebrows, but his shoulders, because Ning Chuan’s body is slightly tilted, avoiding it. It was a fatal blow.
"Soul Soul Palm!"
Without caring about the other party's spell, the soul body launched a soul attack specifically against the soul.
He slapped Ning Chuan's body with a fierce palm. At this moment, he was shot and flew thousands of meters away, vomiting blood.
"Hahaha, you will die without a doubt in my curse."
Although he was hit hard, Ning Chuan laughed loudly.
As his realm improved, his curse power was far from what it was at the beginning, but this Ning Chuan overestimated his curse power, because it couldn't hurt his soul at all.
Because of the existence of Wang Feng's colored glaze green lotus tree, this curse power can only be annihilated.
The colored glaze green lotus tree may be the ultimate treasure, and it has many effects. It was because of the colored glaze lotus tree that Wang Feng removed this curse.
Now that Ning Chuan wants to repeat the old tricks, he is only desperate.
Silently urging the glazed green lotus tree in the dantian, the cursing power of the soul body, the old fellow, was quickly disappearing, and even some of the injuries he suffered were all recovered.
"But you want to kill me with a little curse breaking power, you are too naive."
While removing the curse, the soul body was still attacking Ning Chuan in language.
"I think you should also have poor skills now. It's time for you to fame and skill." Wang Feng's mouth made a calm voice~EbookFREE.me~ and the soul borrowed his body to lift Long Yuan high. sword.
"Desperate stab!"
The soul body old guy said that his desperate stab could take a person's life in one blow, and Wang Feng had also seen it last time. Seeing him perform this trick at this moment, Wang Feng immediately knew that the victory or defeat was about to be divided.
A long sword light flew out from Long Yuanjian, and at this moment Long Yuanjian trembled, clearly excited.
Since the Long Yuan Sword was cast, Wang Feng has rarely used it. The performance of Long Yuan Sword Wang Feng has never really exploded, so at this moment he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed.
The Long Yuan Sword was completely covered in dust in his own hands.
The void was easily cut in half by sword light like a piece of paper, and the sky was divided into two halves at this moment. Many people felt the destructive power here and couldn't help but cast their eyes.
At this moment, they all felt shocked in their hearts, because such power was too terrifying. r1058
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