The Fenglong Sword that was hanging high in the sky suddenly whizzed down, and knocked down the elder's spiral dart with an understatement of "Dang".
Immediately afterwards, a cold and slender hand strangled his throat, making him unable to breathe.
The elder wanted to sneer, but he was a warrior, or a warrior at the Nascent Soul stage, as long as he could absorb spiritual power, as long as the Nascent Soul was still alive, he would not die even if his heart stopped, let alone not breathing.
But soon, he couldn't laugh anymore.
Because he found that his body seemed to be imprisoned by a cold force, all spiritual power could not function, and he couldn't even escape from the Nascent Soul.
But how is this possible? How can it be
No one can do it at all, and there is no kind of exercise that can do it, even at the peak of the Nascent Soul Stage.
No! Yes, in the legend of the Miluo Continent, there is a kind of original spiritual power, which is the nemesis of all other spiritual powers and exercises.
Dark spiritual power! !
The elder opened his eyes wide in horror, looking in disbelief at the young and handsome man in front of him.
How can it be? ! Nangong Yu is only twenty years old! How can it be? ! ! !
This was his last thought, and then there was a "Kara" sound in his ears, and his consciousness fell into eternal obsession.
Elder Feng couldn't believe his eyes. He thought that the three Nascent Soul stage warriors should have the upper hand against Nangong Yu.
But in just two masks, Nangong Yu actually killed two of his juniors.
How can this be? ! Isn't he only Nascent Soul Intermediate
Elder Feng let out a hysterical roar, and suddenly raised a glazed lamp to attack Nangong Yu.
"Dragon Sealing Sword" made a humming dragon chant, and collided with the glazed lamp, making a violent roar.
After the smoke and dust passed, the glazed lamp was shattered and scattered, leaving no fragments, but the "Fenglong Sword" returned to Nangong Yu's hands intact.
Nangong Yu's figure flickered, and he had already appeared in front of Elder Feng.
He was so close that he could take his life by reaching out.
"No! I'm not reconciled!!" Elder Feng roared angrily, "I will never let the Feng family keep such a threat. Even if I lose my soul today, I will definitely die with you!"
As soon as the words were finished, the Nascent Soul in Elder Feng's dantian suddenly burst into dazzling light.
"No, he's going to explode his Nascent Soul!!" Qinglong screamed, "Master, retreat!"
Elder Feng's body shone with intense light, while retreating rapidly, he laughed loudly: "Nangong Yu, you can't stop me, as long as the Nascent Soul explodes, hundreds of miles around will be razed to the ground, and you and your subordinates will all be destroyed. Not immune."
"Go to hell with me!!!"
Nangong Yu looked at the old man in front of him with a sneer and mockery.
Elder Feng's body froze as he was retreating rapidly, and he didn't know what to bump into.
Before he had time to turn his head, he rushed to his back and felt a chill, followed by sharp pain.
Something pierced his dantian from his orifice, and then firmly held his Nascent Soul that was about to burst.
The next moment, something happened that stunned everyone.
In front of Elder Feng stood Nangong Yu with a faint sneer, and behind him stood another Nangong Yu who was holding his Nascent Soul.
The two Nangong Yu surrounded Elder Feng, one behind the other. The Nascent Soul, which had already begun to explode, seemed to be suppressed by a powerful force and could no longer move.