"Who are you?"
At this moment, Ning Chuan's voice sounded, but he was not in a hurry to attack because Wang Feng was no longer Wang Feng, but another unfamiliar master of the divine realm.
He could count all the supreme gods in the three empires. He was very unfamiliar with the aura of the soul body, so he was cautious and did not take action immediately.
"Who I am is none of your business, don't you want to take action? Come here now for grandpa."
The soul's voice was very arrogant, and he didn't take Ning Chuan seriously at all.
A pseudo-god monk who had just been promoted was more confident than a veteran master like him.
"You sound so arrogant. No matter who you are, let's not even think about being nice today." Ning Chuan roared and finally stopped holding back and took the lead in attacking.
"What a joke. If you want to kill Wang Feng, you must first pass me. Back then, I could easily crush someone like you to death."
The soul body sneered, and then took out Wang Feng's Longyuan Sword.
His famous stunt is the fatal sword, but his weapon was already taken away when he fell, so now he can only use Wang Feng's Longyuan Sword to replace it.
Swords are similar things, and in his opinion, using a knife to kill a little shrimp like Ning Chuan is just like using a butcher's knife to kill a chicken. One sword is enough.
"Rubber words!"
Before he started beating Ning Chuan, he was already stunned by the tone of the soul body. At this moment, he also drew out his weapon, which was a large ruler about two meters long, called the Nine-curved Ruler, which had always accompanied him in his battles. The magic weapon was stained with the blood of who knows how many people.
"The bird is gone and the bow is hidden."
Since he was using weapons, Ning Chuan also used a corresponding set of techniques to fully unleash his own power.
At this moment, many shadows appeared in the sky, and it was almost impossible to tell which one was real.
"I'll hide your sister, take my sword first." It has to be said that the personality of this old guy Soul Body is not much different from Wang Feng, and even the tone of his words is almost the same.
At this moment, he didn't use any techniques, he just stabbed straight through with his sword.
The weapon he used in his life was a sword, and what he knew was naturally swordsmanship. If he used a sword to use swordsmanship, it would be absolutely nondescript, so he simply stopped using it and just used the most common moves.
With a stab of the sword, a hole appeared in the space, and a sharp sword energy burst out from Long Yuan Sword, defeating all the opponent's shadows.
"I'll just use one move to lower my strength by ten to kill you."
Wang Feng's mouth made a sound of soul. The material of the Long Yuan Sword was very amazing. Even since Wang Feng entered the heaven, he had never seen any material comparable to the one used to cast the Long Yuan Sword.
So at this moment, the power of the Long Yuan Sword under the power of the false god was far greater than when it was in Wang Feng's own hands.
Chi Ying collapsed one after another, making Ning Chuan's expression change.
The opponent's swordsmanship obviously has no rules, but why can this power break his combat skills
Poof!
The space was pierced, and the powerful force of the long sword tore Ning Chuan's clothes. If he hadn't dodged quickly enough, the sword would have stabbed directly into his flesh and blood.
Snapped!
Although the sword with huge lethality was dodged, the soul swept the sword to the side at this time and immediately hit Ning Chuan. The powerful force caused severe pain to his body, and his whole body flew away several times. One hundred meters away, looking embarrassed.
He suffered a loss with just one strike. The opponent's chaotic swords could actually hurt him. At this moment, he felt very unconvinced.
"How's it going? Do you feel good?"
The soul body doesn't care about that much, he sneered.
"Look at the ruler."
Ignoring the taunts from the soul body, Ning Chuan also started to act randomly at this moment. Since fixed moves couldn't deal with Wang Feng, he also chose another method, which was to attack randomly.
Wang Feng can hurt him with his sword, so if he does it randomly, he might be able to achieve miraculous results.
However, some things are often not as beautiful as imagined. When he had fixed moves, his soul and body could hurt him. Now that he attacks without any rules, there are naturally more flaws.
An old guy who has lived for an infinite time, his soul body's combat experience is far greater than that of ordinary people. Ning Chuan is simply deliberately showing his weakness at this moment, and he doesn't even know it yet.
"There are fools every year, and I met one today." Wang Feng's soul made a mocking voice, and then he still stabbed forward with his sword.
This sword was more precise than before, and all the blocking forces along the way were wiped out, making it impossible to withstand it.
"Taste the feeling of being fucked."
Wang Feng made a sound, and then his figure flashed strangely, appearing behind Ning Chuan, and stabbed his butt with a sword.
Poof!
With the sharpness of Long Yuan Sword, he didn't even care about piercing the opponent's skin. At this moment, Ning Chuan's whole body was shaken.
"you… !"
The dignified Divine Realm Supreme was stabbed in the butt with a sword. At this moment, he only felt that his butt was cold and his whole body was covered with goosebumps.
"What are you doing? Take another sword blow."
The soul's voice was very disdainful. He pulled out the Longyuan Sword and prepared to stab him again.
However, as a strong man in the pseudo-god realm, Ning Chuan was not one to sit still and wait for death. At this moment, his body retreated and he avoided the soul's second sword.
Although the injury on his butt was nothing to him, he was indeed disgusted at this moment.
"Chiyang Divine Art!"
Instead of humiliating himself with weapons, at this moment Ning Chuan directly used his own craftsmanship, and his whole body was wrapped in a huge flame.
"It's not like the Flame Holy Body is still showing off in front of me, looking for death."
Seeing this scene, the soul body sneered and directly exploded Wang Feng's thunder combat body. The terrifying power of thunder enveloped Wang Feng. His sight was much scarier than Ning Chuan's.
"Red Yang Wuji Hand!"
Ning Chuan let out a loud shout, stretched out his palm, and then quickly enlarged it into a giant palm at least ten meters in size.
Everything burning on the palm is a blazing flame. If a Yang realm monk touches this palm, he will definitely die, because this is the full power of Ning Chuan.
However, the soul body was obviously no longer in this group, and he did not use any moves. He directly used his pure soul power, plus Wang Feng's special physique, to stamp it with the same palm.
Like the tip of a needle against the awn of wheat, the power of the two false gods burst out at this moment, and almost no one could stand within a thousand meters around them, because such energy ripples were enough to kill Yang Realm masters.
Boom!
The sky shook, and then a big hole exploded. The violent force tore the space apart easily. Wang Feng's clothes were destroyed and he was pushed hundreds of meters away by the powerful force.
In comparison, Ning Chuan's situation was much more miserable. His physical body was not as strong as Wang Feng's, his physique was far behind, and his strength was not as strong as his soul body. So under multiple suppressions, he was almost vomiting blood at this moment. Flying upside down.
"I can not be reconciled."
Ning Chuan could not accept that he had just been promoted to the false god realm and suffered such a disastrous defeat.
In order to rush to the realm of false gods, he did not hesitate to seal himself for thousands of years, just for the slightest chance.
But now he was suppressed into such a miserable state before he could unleash his divine power, so he was unwilling to accept it.
Hatred and unwillingness blinded his eyes. At this moment, his eyes were blood red, and the aura all over his body became extremely violent.
"If I don't kill you today, I won't be qualified to have the power of a god." Ning Chuan roared in his mouth, making his soul and body sneer: "You are not qualified in front of me, you are too high-minded Myself."
"No matter who you are or what your identity is, the worst we can do is perish together."
Ning Chuan was obviously in a state of madness and even thought of dying together.
"Old guy, please take it easy." After hearing Ning Chuan's words, Wang Feng quickly reminded him.
"Don't worry, if I can't even deal with him, it will be too detrimental to my reputation." The soul body sneered and rushed forward with the Long Yuan Sword.
Since it is not Wang Feng's soul, he cannot use Wang Feng's methods, but with Wang Feng's body, the power of the soul can still be unleashed 100%.
With one stab of the sword, the tip of Long Yuan Sword pointed directly at Ning Chuan's eyebrows.
"God-breaking curse!"
Ning Chuan shouted loudly, and then a strange force attacked Wang Feng directly. It was the vicious curse he had cast on Wang Feng.
"Pfft!"
At the moment when Ning Chuan cast a powerful spell, Long Yuan Sword had already pierced Ning Chuan's flesh and blood, but it was not between his eyebrows, but his shoulders, because Ning Chuan's body turned slightly to avoid it. A fatal blow.
"Soul-Destroying Palm!"
Not caring about the opponent's spells at all, the soul body launched another soul attack specifically targeting the soul.
A hard slap was struck on Ning Chuan's body. At this moment, he was sent flying thousands of meters away, vomiting blood.
"Hahaha, if you fall under my God-Breaking Curse, you will definitely die."
Although he also suffered heavy injuries, Ning Chuan burst out laughing.
As his level improved, his curse power was far from what it was before. It's just that Ning Chuan overestimated his curse power, because it couldn't hurt the soul at all.
Because of the existence of Wang Feng's Glazed Green Lotus Tree, the power of this curse can only be annihilated.
The Glazed Green Lotus Tree might be a treasure with many efficacies. It was because of the Glazed Green Lotus Tree that Wang Feng removed the God-Breaking Curse.
Now that Ning Chuan wants to repeat his old tricks, he may only be in despair.
Silently activating the glazed green lotus tree in his dantian, the cursed power of the old guy's soul body was quickly disappearing, and even some of the injuries he had suffered were fully recovered.
"You are too naive to want to kill me just because you have the power to break the curse."
While undoing the curse, his soul still verbally attacked Ning Chuan.
"I think you are at the end of your rope now. It's time for you to try my famous secret skill." Wang Feng made a calm voice, and then the soul used his own body to raise the Long Yuan Sword high.
"A fatal blow!"
The old guy with the soul body said that his fatal sword could take away a person's life with one strike. Wang Feng had seen it last time. When he saw him perform this move, Wang Feng immediately knew that the winner would be decided immediately.
A long sword light flew out from Long Yuan Sword. At this moment, Long Yuan Sword trembled, clearly excited.
Wang Feng has rarely used the Long Yuan Sword since it was forged. Wang Feng's performance of the Long Yuan Sword has never truly 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 hands.
The void was easily cut in half by the sword light like a piece of paper. The sky was now split into two halves. Many people felt the destructive power here and couldn't help but cast their gazes.
At this moment, they all felt horrified in their hearts, because such power was too terrifying. r1058