Chapter 774 The Power of the Soul

"Who are you?"

At this moment, Ning Chuan's voice sounded, and he was not in a hurry to attack, because now Wang Feng is no longer Wang Feng, but another unfamiliar God Realm master.

He could count the number of God Realm Supremes of the three major empires. He was very unfamiliar with the breath of the soul body, so he was cautious and did not act immediately.

"Who the fuck is my father's business, don't you want to do it? Let grandpa come over now."

The voice of the soul body was very arrogant, and he didn't take Ning Chuan in his eyes at all.

A pseudo-god cultivator who has just been promoted, he has the confidence to be arrogant compared to a veteran master like him.

"With such an arrogant tone, no matter who you are, let's not think about being kind today." Ning Chuan roared, finally no longer holding back, and took the lead in attacking.

"It's a joke. If you want to kill Wang Feng, you have to pass my level first. I could kill someone like you at will."

The soul body sneered, and then turned over and took out Wang Feng's Long Yuan Sword.

His famed stunt was a fatal blow, but his weapon had already been taken away when he fell, so now he can only replace it with Wang Feng's Long Yuan Sword.

Swords are similar things, and in his opinion, using a knife to kill a small shrimp like Ning Chuan is just a slaughtering knife, a sword is enough.

"Speak wild words!"

Before he even started to fight Ning Chuan, he was already reached by the breath of the soul body. At this moment, he also drew out his weapon, but it was a large ruler about two meters long, called Jiuquchi, which accompanied him all the time. The magic weapon has been contaminated with the blood of many people.

"All the birds are hiding."

Since he was using a weapon, this Ning Chuan also used a corresponding set of techniques to unleash his own power to the fullest.

At this moment, there were many ruler shadows in the sky, and it was almost impossible to tell which one was the real one.

"I'll hide your sister, take my sword and say it again." I have to say that the character of this old soul body is not much different from that of Wang Feng, and even the tone of speech is almost the same.

At this moment, he didn't use any technique, just stabbed with a straight sword.

The weapon he used in his life was a knife, and what he knew was also a knife technique. If he used a sword to use a knife technique, it was absolutely nondescript, so he simply didn't use it, and just used the most common moves.

A sword was stabbed, a hole appeared in the space, and a fierce sword qi burst out from the Long Yuan Sword, smashing all the other side's shadows.

"I'll kill you with one move and one force."

The sound of a soul body came out of Wang Feng's mouth. The material of the Longyuan Sword was amazing. Even since Wang Feng entered the heavenly world, he had never seen any material comparable to casting the Longyuan Sword.

So at this moment, under the power of false gods, the power of Long Yuanjian erupted far beyond when it was in Wang Feng's own hands.

Chi Ying collapsed one by one, causing Ning Chuan to change his face.

The opponent's swordsmanship obviously does not have any rules, but why can this power break his combat skills?

Puff!

The space was pierced, and the powerful force of the long sword tore off Ning Chuan's clothes. If he hadn't dodged fast enough, the sword would have stabbed directly into his flesh.

Snapped!

Although the powerful sword was dodged, the soul body swept the sword to the side at this time, and immediately slapped Ning Chuan's body. The powerful force caused severe pain in his body, and the whole person flew out for a few seconds. Hundred meters, looking embarrassed.

He suffered a loss with just one blow. The opponent's unruly sword could hurt him. At this moment, he was very unconvinced.

"How is it, how are you feeling?"

The soul body doesn't care that much, sneered.

"Look at the ruler."

Ignoring the ridicule of the soul body, Ning Chuan also started to mess up at this moment. Since the fixed moves could not deal with Wang Feng, he also chose another method, that is, random shots.

Wang Feng could even hurt him with a sword, so if he messed around with it, he might also get miraculous results.

However, some things are often not as wonderful as imagined. When he has a fixed move, his soul can hurt him. Now that he makes a random shot, there are naturally more flaws.

An old guy who has lived for an infinite time, the battle experience of the soul body is far more than that of ordinary people. At this moment, Ning Chuan is simply showing his weakness on purpose, and he himself does not know it.

"It happens every year, and I met one today." Wang Feng made a mocking voice from his soul, and then he still stabbed forward with a sword.

This sword is more precise than before, and all the blocking forces along the way have been swept away, making it impossible to resist at all.

"Taste the taste of being opened in the back court."

Wang Feng's mouth made a sound, and then his figure flashed strangely, appearing behind Ning Chuan, and stabbed his butt with a sword.

Puff!

With the sharpness of the Long Yuan Sword, he didn't care about piercing the opponent's skin at all. At this moment, he only saw Ning Chuan's entire body shaking.

"you……!"

The dignified God Realm Supreme was stabbed in the buttocks with a sword. At this moment, he only felt the coldness of his buttocks, and his whole body was covered with goose bumps.

"What are you, take another sword."

The voice of the soul body was very disdainful, and he pulled out the Long Yuan Sword and prepared to stab it again.

However, this Ning Chuan, as a strong man in the realm of pseudo-gods, is not one to sit still. At this moment, his figure suddenly retreated, avoiding the second sword of the soul body.

Although the injury on his butt was nothing to him, he was indeed disgusted at this moment.

"Chiyang Divine Art!"

No longer using weapons to humiliate himself, at this moment, Ning Chuan directly displayed his own construction method, and the whole person was wrapped in a huge flame.

"It's not the Holy Body of Fire, it's still showing off in front of me, courting death."

Seeing this scene, the soul body sneered, and Wang Feng's thunder battle body erupted directly. The terrifying thunder force enveloped Wang Feng, and his scene was much more terrifying than Ning Chuan.

"Chiyang Promise Hand!"

Ning Chuan let out a loud shout, and his palm stretched out, and then quickly enlarged, becoming a giant palm at least ten meters in size.

All that burns on the palm of the hand is a raging flame. If this palm is encountered by the Yangjing cultivator, there is no doubt that he will die, because this is Ning Chuan's full force.

However, the soul body is obviously no longer in this ranks, and he did not use any moves. He directly used his pure soul power, plus Wang Feng's special physique, to imprint it with the same palm.

It was like the tip of a needle against Maimang, the power of the two false gods erupted at this moment, and it was almost impossible to stand within a thousand meters around them, because such energy ripples were enough to kill the experts in the Yang Realm.

Boom!

The sky shook, and then a big hole exploded. The violent force easily ripped apart the space. Wang Feng's clothes were destroyed, and he was pushed away hundreds of meters by the powerful force.

On the other hand, Ning Chuan's situation is much more miserable. His physical body is not stronger than Wang Feng's, his physique is also far worse, and his strength is not as strong as his soul body, so under the multiple suppression, he almost vomited blood at this moment. flew out.

"I can not be reconciled."

Ning Chuan could not accept such a fiasco when he was promoted to the realm of false gods just now.

In order to rush to the realm of pseudo-gods, he did not hesitate to seal himself for thousands of years, just for an illusory chance.

But now that he has not yet erupted in divine power, he has been suppressed into such a tragic state, so he is not reconciled.

Hatred and unwillingness blinded his eyes. At this moment, his eyes were blood red, and the breath all over his body became extremely violent.

"If I don't kill you today, I won't be qualified to be in the divine realm." Ning Chuan let out an angry roar, and the soul body sneered: "You are not qualified in front of me, you are too high-profile. myself."

"It doesn't matter who you are or what status you have, it's a big deal that we will perish together."

Ning Chuan was obviously in a state of madness, and he even thought of perishing together.

"Old man, take it easy for me," Wang Feng reminded quickly when he heard Ning Chuan's words.

"Don't worry, if I can't even deal with him, it will damage my prestige too much." Soul Body sneered and rushed up with Long Yuan Sword.

It wasn't Wang Feng's soul, so he naturally couldn't use Wang Feng's methods, but with Wang Feng's physical body, the power of his soul body could still be 100% burst out.

With a sword thrust, the tip of Long Yuanjian pointed directly at Ning Chuan's forehead.

"Break the curse!"

Ning Chuan shouted loudly, and then a strange force attacked Wang Feng directly. It was the vicious curse he once cast on Wang Feng.

"Pfft!"

At the moment when Ning Chuan cast a powerful spell, Long Yuanjian also stabbed Ning Chuan's flesh and blood, but this was not between his eyebrows, but his shoulder, because Ning Chuan's body was slightly sideways, dodging him a fatal blow.

"Soul Destroyer Palm!"

Without caring about the opponent's spell at all, the soul body launched a soul attack specifically aimed at the soul.

A fierce palm slapped Ning Chuan on the body. At this moment, he was shot thousands of meters away, spitting out blood.

"Hahaha, if you hit my God-breaking spell, you will surely die."

Although he was also severely injured, Ning Chuan laughed.

With the improvement of his realm, his curse power is far from comparable to the original one, but this Ning Chuan has overestimated his own curse power, because it can't hurt his 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 may be a treasure, and it has many functions. At the beginning, Wang Feng removed this magic spell because of the glazed green lotus tree.

Now Ning Chuan wants to repeat the old tricks, I am afraid that there is only despair.

Silently urging the glazed green lotus tree in his dantian, the cursed power of the old soul body is rapidly disappearing, and even some of his injuries are fully recovered.

"But you want to kill me with a little power of breaking the curse. You are too naive."

While the curse was being lifted, the soul body still attacked Ning Chuan verbally.

"I think you're out of luck now. It's time for you to try my unique skills." Wang Feng made a calm voice, and then the spirit body borrowed his own body to raise the Longyuan sword.

"Deadly knife!"

The soul-body old guy said that his death-defying knife can take people's lives with one blow. Wang Feng saw it last time, and when he saw this move, Wang Feng immediately knew that the victory and defeat would be decided immediately.

A long sword light flew out from Long Yuanjian, and at this moment Long Yuanjian trembled, clearly excited.

Since the Longyuan Sword was cast, Wang Feng has rarely used it, and Wang Feng's performance of the Longyuan Sword has never really exploded, so at this moment he couldn't help feeling a little ashamed.

Long Yuanjian was completely covered with dust in his own hands.

The void was easily cut in half by the sword light like a piece of paper, and the sky was split 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 astonished in their hearts, because such power was too terrifying.