Zhou Youran, who was standing on the shore of Lingtian Lake, suddenly nodded and said, "Liu Feng is very generous. Come on, Zhao Yun. Let's see Liu Feng's strength again!"
Zhao Yuan turned his head and glanced at Zhou Youran. Zhou Youran's expression seemed to be one of gloating, but Zhao Yuan's expression was a little solemn. In an instant, several souls of different colors suddenly lit up around him. After counting carefully, Zhao Yuan actually had eight souls on his body. He was an eighth-level soul master. The eight souls flowing through his body made the surroundings dazzling.
In terms of cultivation, Liu Feng is indeed inferior to Zhao Yuan. Perhaps Zhao Yuan saw this and was dissatisfied. But don't forget that killing a Holy Spirit Master is no problem for Liu Feng, let alone a mere eighth-level Soul Master
Liu Feng suddenly activated his first-level soul. Compared with the eighth-level soul, this level of soul was much weaker in both light and momentum.
Zhao Yuan snorted coldly: "Is there any need to compare? My cultivation is far superior to yours!"
Liu Feng shook his head and said, "Perhaps what you saw is not real. If you don't believe me, just come over!"
"You asked for it!" After Zhao Yuan finished speaking, the long sword in his hand mixed with eight souls stabbed straight at Liu Feng. The light of the eight souls enveloped Liu Feng, making Liu Feng's reaction a little slow. It was impossible for him to dodge sideways, but he would suffer a loss if he blocked the sword.
"Oh no, am I going to lose to him?"
"No, we must not lose!!!"
While Liu Feng was thinking, the egg in the sky suddenly shouted: "Boss, be careful!"
With a loud bang, Zhao Yuan's sword seemed to have arrived in front of Liu Feng. However, Liu Feng turned the black iron sword in his hand, and a strong countercurrent flowed out. Zhao Yuan and his sword were blown away for several feet and fell straight into the Lingtian Lake. A mouthful of fresh air spurted out, and Zhao Yuan was also injured.
Liu Feng himself did not expect that the power of his sudden Qiankun sword skill would be so strong. Later, he realized that it was not that his Qiankun sword skill was too powerful, but that Zhao Yuan's own attack was too strong. After all, the attacks Zhao Yuan suffered were all from himself. The Qiankun sword skill reversed the situation, and Zhao Yuan was injured by his own attack.
Everyone was stunned. Liu Feng injured Zhao Yuan with just this one move, and he was only a first-level soul spirit.
What was even more unexpected was that when Zhao Yuan was about to fall into Lingtian Lake, Liu Feng suddenly leaped forward and pulled Zhao Yuan to the shore.
Liu Feng smiled and said, "Are you convinced now?"
Zhao Yuan stared at Liu Feng in astonishment for a long time without saying anything. Perhaps he is a person who never gives up.
Zhao Yuan said coldly: "I am convinced now, but that doesn't mean I will be convinced in the future!"
Liu Feng smiled and said, "You have personality! If you don't agree, you can challenge me anytime."
Just then, a loud noise suddenly rang out in the sky, and the noise made people feel a little irritated and uneasy.
"What's that sound?" Liu Feng looked up and saw a huge dark cloud floating in the distance from the horizon. No, that was not a dark cloud. Dark clouds would not make such noisy and restless sounds.
(End of this chapter)